My kid must contact, interview, photograph, and write up the experience of meeting a veteran of the United States Armed Forces.
This assignment must be completed well before Veteran's day (November 11), as veterans will be invited to a ceremony at the school, at around that time.
I have great respect for veterans and can't wait to be in on this process. I am proud to be able to meet a veteran.
I read the questions my child will pose, and some of them make me blush in their naiveté. They are questions posed by a child, after all.
"What was your favorite food when you were my age?"
(Uh, who can remember that long ago? Most of what is in our active memories is from the last major trauma, and experiences since then.)
But I must stifle my opinions, and hope that the gentleman we contacted will be charmed.
Besides, other of the questions my kid will ask have rather profound implications. How can so young of a person have thought them up? [Maybe there was some help from the teacher? Maybe not?] I suppose some struggles and hopes are universal, and cross all boundaries of age, ethnicity, social background, etc.
We no longer have living veterans in our immediate family, nearby, for my kid to interview.
Thus I trolled a local grocery store next to a retirement community I volunteer at, and when a friendly mature gentleman greeted me in line to pay, I pounced! :-)
This post ©reated by Ribonuff on October 9, 2007.
Tuesday, October 9, 2007
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I too have massive respect for the Armed Forces. BTW, if you didn't get my comment in reply to your comment, feel free to link.
Have you the privilege of knowing one well?
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