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My sis sent me this.....enjoy, or ignore, your choice.....
perspective on the war in Iraq...."Don't Close Your Blinds":
Author Unknown
The other day, my nine year old son wanted to know why we were at war. Myhusband looked at our son and then looked at me. My husband and I were inthe Army during the Gulf War and we would be honored to serve anddefendour Country again today. I knew that my husband would give him a good
explanation.
My husband thought for a few minutes and then told my son to go standinourfront living room window. He said "Son, stand there and tell me what yousee?"
"I see trees and cars and our neighbor's houses." he replied.
"OK, now I want you to pretend that our house and our yard is the UnitedStates of America and you are President Bush."
Our son giggled and said "OK."
"Now son, I want you to look out the window and pretend that every houseand yard on this block is a different country" my husband said.
"OK Dad, I'm pretending."
"Now I want you to stand there and look out the window and pretend you seeSaddam come out of his house with his wife, he has her by the hair and ishitting her. You see her bleeding and crying. He hits her in the face, hethrows her on the ground, then he starts to kick her to death. Theirchildren run out and are afraid to stop him, they are screaming and crying,they are watching this but do nothing because they are kids and they areafraid of their father. You see allof this, son.... what do you do?"
"Dad?"
"What do you do son?"
"I'd call the police, Dad."
"OK. Pretend that the police are the United Nations.They take yourcall. They listen to what you know and saw but they refuse to help. What do youdo then son?"
"Dad.......... but the police are supposed to help!" My son starts towhine.
"They don't want to son, because they say that it is not their place oryourplace to get involved and that you should stay out of it," my husband says.
"But Dad...he killed her!!" my son exclaims.
"I know he did...but the police tell you to stay out of it. Now I want youto look out that window and pretend you see our neighbor who you'repretending is Saddam turn around and do the same thing to hischildren."
"Daddy...he kills them?"
"Yes son, he does. What do you do?"
"Well, if the police don't want to help, I will go and ask my next doorneighbor to help me stop him." our son says.
"Son, our next door neighbor sees what is happening and refuses to getinvolved as well. He refuses to open the door and help you stop him,"myhusband says.
"But Dad, I NEED help!!! I can't stop him by myself!!"
"WHAT DO YOU DO SON?" Our son starts to cry.
perspective on the war in Iraq...."Don't Close Your Blinds":
Author Unknown
The other day, my nine year old son wanted to know why we were at war. Myhusband looked at our son and then looked at me. My husband and I were inthe Army during the Gulf War and we would be honored to serve anddefendour Country again today. I knew that my husband would give him a good
explanation.
My husband thought for a few minutes and then told my son to go standinourfront living room window. He said "Son, stand there and tell me what yousee?"
"I see trees and cars and our neighbor's houses." he replied.
"OK, now I want you to pretend that our house and our yard is the UnitedStates of America and you are President Bush."
Our son giggled and said "OK."
"Now son, I want you to look out the window and pretend that every houseand yard on this block is a different country" my husband said.
"OK Dad, I'm pretending."
"Now I want you to stand there and look out the window and pretend you seeSaddam come out of his house with his wife, he has her by the hair and ishitting her. You see her bleeding and crying. He hits her in the face, hethrows her on the ground, then he starts to kick her to death. Theirchildren run out and are afraid to stop him, they are screaming and crying,they are watching this but do nothing because they are kids and they areafraid of their father. You see allof this, son.... what do you do?"
"Dad?"
"What do you do son?"
"I'd call the police, Dad."
"OK. Pretend that the police are the United Nations.They take yourcall. They listen to what you know and saw but they refuse to help. What do youdo then son?"
"Dad.......... but the police are supposed to help!" My son starts towhine.
"They don't want to son, because they say that it is not their place oryourplace to get involved and that you should stay out of it," my husband says.
"But Dad...he killed her!!" my son exclaims.
"I know he did...but the police tell you to stay out of it. Now I want youto look out that window and pretend you see our neighbor who you'repretending is Saddam turn around and do the same thing to hischildren."
"Daddy...he kills them?"
"Yes son, he does. What do you do?"
"Well, if the police don't want to help, I will go and ask my next doorneighbor to help me stop him." our son says.
"Son, our next door neighbor sees what is happening and refuses to getinvolved as well. He refuses to open the door and help you stop him,"myhusband says.
"But Dad, I NEED help!!! I can't stop him by myself!!"
"WHAT DO YOU DO SON?" Our son starts to cry.