We are approaching a time within history of which today I was fortunte to speak with a person with regards to what Rememberance Day and Memorial Day stand for. There has always been this ideal of never to forget.
Had done some writings prior on history in a manner which there is a service there is meaning come November 11 we don't look at things within a negative manner yet we do pay respect to those whom have rendered our freedoms. Freedom is a commodity where until you don't have it you don't know what you do have. Within all democracies freedom is something different to each person. Freedom is the ability to be able to be free and I do look forward to writing more on this as FREEDOM is something we so often take for grantide. When you sit and listen to an older man or lady whom has been throught WW2 - it does really come to be a reality check. I do look forward to writing on Freedom as I have uncled from both side of the family which served without the need of a draft.
Some shall say that war is a disservice to FREEDOM. Yet when you speak to those whom have played a role to allow FREEDOM. You gain an understanding of what they did and went through - and what came about was the FREEDOM of which you and I have.
Free is not a commodity really it's the world of which we reside and only granted by the means of those which did service to enable our very rights and freedoms. FREE we often think of what this word means I know what FREE means for myself - yet if I may what does FREEDOM mean to you?
Freedom is the commodity to be able to walk out your door and have the ability to live. ~ jgs.
ReplyDeleteFreedom as we live is simply ideological, the laws rule our lives, laws came from the common sense, so...democracy isn't freedom. I believe on Plato's freedom, that comes from the practice of the GOOD - introjected in our minds, I'm good with or without laws, so, I'm free when I can release someone without any regret or prejudice.
ReplyDeleteIt is and that young lady is a friend of mine's daughter whom whom came along with her dad from Iraq.
ReplyDeleteShe's precious, indeed, a cute girl with flowers, welcome young lady!
ReplyDeleteThere is a long story behind it all yet she is within a land with that smile of being FREE.
ReplyDeleteit's sad to be a war child, at least, she didn't lose her beautiful smile.
ReplyDeleteMy best wishes for your dear friend, she'll overcome everything, I'm a person of faith.
ReplyDeleteIt takes all people to make the world go around. Back five days ago or if not more I called a friend of mine that lives in Iraq. I have written about here several times as to me she is adorable, she is intelligent, it’s obvious that she is beautiful.
ReplyDeleteMost importantly she is the kindest soul that can laugh and share things and she is mature. So mature yet young at heart. Take a look at her, and she resonates so many things. Realistically she is over there in Iraq but since I met her, I always have promised that when and if I could do anything for her – I would. I stand by that because we both can relate. It’s ironic as she is considerably younger than myself. But when a man or woman sees or hears someone that he or she can relate to, there comes to be a bond. I know it's best offline, however there are a few very good friends ( a few ) that I have been able to keep in touch with before the inception of this blog. And that is all done with respect, not chasing after something, but having common grounds from which to talk and share with.
The bond is one that has been built over several years. And perhaps - who knows where things go in the future. As right now each one of us are within the moment of doing what we need to do. And you never know when something like a miracle, happens with time. For myself, life is about what we can make of it, rather than what we can not.
Regardless of that she is a valid friend that once a month we do keep in tough and how much we share and joke about. It's a very nice surprise when you have arrived at a point with someone that regardless of the distance, you do plan you life on someone, but you enjoy the periodical times in which you do have the chance to speak to one another and tell each other what is happening in each other's life.
~ My Mother and Father and Another ~
ReplyDeleteI am not sure how many were on my y360 blog however that all being said I have had some unfortunate news. And I don't write for the sake of just writing. A few things have taken place and some may know that I had put many things of my life on hold when my father was hit with Cancer. The first one was back some six years ago and since then he has had a return of it.
I just got the news at supper time and I am not sure what all is involved however this is the first time that I am not in the same city as my mother is tending to things. Apparently he goes back in tomorrow and all I can say is that it is not somthing unexpected - not sure what to say with regards to it to be entirely honest with you. I am reserve with many things in comparison to what was in Y360.
Now that I am here in a new city the one thing that I do hope is that he lasts this one out again. He goes into the Cancer clinic tomorrow and I certainly hope that he is alright. This man my father has been one that I cared for and know so many doctors that at a certain point there was a reliancy on me.
But we always do the best for our own folks as they did thier best for us. I am hoping a great man/father does not anguish. And I really hope that my mother is alright. It's something that I could write endlessly on however all that I desire is for the best to be.
I never jump to conclusions on this as I have attended to him in the past and seen everthing take place and all that I hope is that there is some manner in which it all works out. And how that is I certainly have no ability to attend to know and all that I can hope is for the best as I have done before.
"Acceptance is the Key for the things we have no control over" `jgs < I have lived my this quote of mine ever since I came back from United States to Canada during my father's first hit with Stage 4 Non Hodgkins Cancer.
~ Brazil ~
ReplyDeleteDuring this entire time I have been going about things rather well taking into consideration all that took place with my father and so forth. I had take a picture that has always been something of pride for the both of them and then I figured I would take my one cousin that lives in Calgary whom married a Brazilian. They had sent me this a while back and making a long story short it sits now in my father's room till he gets out along with the picture of my parents.
Small things do make a difference and there is one person that seemingly now and then finds one of the most significant things and as well he had sent one of his books to me titled "Cursed Spite". I started to read it and then things happened in the way they did but going with the flow now and then literally blows me away as so often there are things that one does misunderstand about someone else.
Seems to me there is a clarity and if I may add there are a few that I have know for the longest time that thought I was starting a group - this blog that is. I knew them for years but I just go with the flow with whatever I am writing. It's the internet yet I and I just go with the flow...
What comes tomorrow - I am not sure but the one thing I am certain is that there is that there is an abundance in some manner.
The Story of Winnie the Pooh
ReplyDeleteThe story of Winnie the Pooh started when a young vet living in Winnipeg, Canada, was stretching his legs on a train platform in Ontario. This man, Harry Colebourn, was serving in the Canadian Army at the time. He saw a man cradling a tiny orphaned black bear cub, and bought it for $20. The bear, who Harry called Winnie after his hometown in Winnipeg, became the Canadian Army's mascot. After coming to England, Harry Colebourn and the other Canadian soldiers had to go to France, so Winnie was put in the care of London Zoo. When Lieutenant Colebourn came back from France, he found that Winnie was having such a wonderful time at the Zoo that he decided to let him stay there forever. Winnie lived until 1934.
Christopher Robin was one of Winnie's greatest fans, and was allowed to go inside the cage with him. Here is a passage from the introduction to "Winnie the Pooh".
So when Christopher Robin goes to the Zoo, he goes to where the Polar Bears are, and he whispers something to the third keeper from the left, and doors are unlocked, and we wander through dark passages and up steep stairs, until at last we come to the special cage, and the cage is opened, and out trots something brown and furry, and with a happy cry of "Oh, Bear!" Christopher Robin rushes into its arms.
Since Christopher Robin loved Winnie so much, he renamed the bear that he had received for his 1st birthday, Edward Bear, and called him Winnie the Bear. A poem from "When We Were Very Young" tells that Christopher Robin met a swan, and called him Pooh, but the swan has gone now, so Christopher Robin changed Winnie the Bear to Winnie the Pooh in honor of the swan.
Christopher Robin's father, Alan Alexander Milne, loved to watch Christopher Robin and Pooh play together in Ashdown Forest, so he wrote stories about them, along with Christopher Robin's other toys, Piglet, Tigger, Eeyore, Kanga and Roo. He also made up the characters Rabbit and Owl, based on real animal living in the Forest. In the stories, Asdown Forest was called the Hundred Acre Woods. "Winnie the Pooh" was published in 1926, followed by "The House At Pooh Corner" in 1928.
In 1961 in America, Walt Disney was reading the Pooh stories to his children. He liked the idea of Winnie the Pooh and his friends, so he decided to use Pooh in a movie. After all of the neccesary paperwork, Walt set out to create his dream. In 1966, "Winnie The Pooh And The Honey Tree" was a big success, and in 1968, "Winnie The Pooh And The Blustery Day" won an Academy award. In 1974 another Pooh movie was made, called "Winnie The Pooh And Tigger Too".
I never thought some of the old stories I would be able to post fortnately my internet provider is working much faster.
ReplyDelete~ FREEDOM ~
I am as well, but reserve...
ReplyDeleteIt's great to read a lot of these blogs for the first time, AA. Thanks for sharing so much of your life, other lives from all over the world and their experiences.
ReplyDeleteThat's a definition of freedom I guess. To appreciate the freedom of others and be thankful and ready to share your own freedom.
per mè libertà vuol dire vivere in pace...bello questo scritto..grazie
ReplyDeleteTruly wonderful u'r blog !Thanks 4 sharing !
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___Gypsy
Freedom for me is when you can decide for yourself without the need to confer from anyone, be it a friend or someone dearly. When we can decide without leaning to anyone's thoughts. But as always that freedom comes with a heavy responsibility for whatever decisions made there are underlying results.
ReplyDeleteAnd yep, freedom is when you walk out of your door smiling freely without hesitations.
Many thanks Jack ... tight hugs :)
* Jack ... i hope you won't mind if i say this. I think i knew the lady, long before you placed her picture here. Am glad you were of helped at the time she needs it. Let us all be thankful to God, He made you an instrument. That is a blessings.
Very interesting the carved wood Christ as the iconic Christ we have in the top of Corcovado hill in Rio de Janeiro.
ReplyDelete"What comes tomorrow - I am not sure but the one thing I am certain is that there is that there is an abundance in some manner."
You're right, but we only have the today, let's do our best today, tomorrow perhaps will never come.
(by the way, I loved the bear story, it's new for me, thank you Jack!)
After reading about your friends and to help each other, the freedom and choice we have of being good people, I remember this great song, perhaps it says all: carry each other.
I am not the only one Douglas who has done something to grant freedom - freedom just is. Yet if I may freedom is not a commodity
ReplyDeleteof which we simply have had. I am not sure of what the Freedoms are to most all but what I have found over the past years is that
Freedom still is .................I can't tell you of how that is for a person which has been raised without it. But I assure you I shall write on it.
As you and I are free...........we don't live in a world otherwise.
Si peace is freedom Monica - we don't have bombs going off aside of the rest.
ReplyDeleteIt does get better.......................sim it it does. For sure.
ReplyDeleteThank you et bon journee.
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ReplyDeleteHi dear Jack...um beijo, boa noite pra você.
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ReplyDeleteI don't pretent that is just me. PERIOD.
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