Soldier I thank you – a song of thanks
28 Feb 2010 Leave a Comment
in music Tags: children, memorial, music, music video, soldier, soldiers, song, teacher, Thank you, war
This is a wonderful wonderful song sang by 3rd grade students to thank the soldiers who protect this country. The song was written by the music teacher and it is very well done.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5pfBUUZNbFM
Thank you Tussing Elementary for doing such a wonderful job!
Letters from Home
29 Jun 2008 1 Comment
in Worthy of Note Tags: fighting, freedom, letters, Marine, soldiers, soldiers angels, support, war, write
If you could really reach out and take the hand of a soldier, shake it, and tell him how you really feel about what he is out there doing for our country what exactly would you say? I think about this all the time but I recently got the opportunity to send an email that will be read by some of those soldiers. I am a member of soldiersangels.org and I heard about a group of Marines that would like to hear from us. You can visit http://www.onemarinesview.com/one_marines_view/2008/06/letters-from-ho.html to read more.
I sincerely hope they receive a lot of support and encouraging emails. I know I often lay awake at night and think about them out there in a foreign land fighting for freedom and the rights of others…… and I pray for their safety and for their souls. My heart goes out to each of them and to their families.
A Mother’s Love
27 Jun 2008 Leave a Comment
in Personal goals, Photos, Poetry Tags: brave, heart, Iraq, love, Mother, paper crane, prayer, soldier, war, woman
Ever since I read about Kevin, the soldier that was hurt in a suicide attack in Iraq, I haven’t been able to stop thinking about his mother. The woman that sits by his bedside waiting for him to show some sign, anything, to show her he will be okay. My heart hurts for her and I haven’t been able to get her and Kevin out of my mind. I can’t imagine any worse pain than watching your child hurt and not knowing if he can hear you. Everything I do, every one I see reminds me. I saw a young man in an Air Force uniform today and he looked so young. He didn’t seem all that much older than my oldest son who is now 14. That reality hit me like a gut punch. I don’t know that I could be that brave of a mother….. to watch my son go off to war. Who knows, maybe that is something that is waiting for me.
I wish there was something I could do to help but I know I’m really powerless to do anything but pray and hope for Kevin to recover.
I decided that such a brave woman, the mother of a brave soldier, should also receive a paper crane to remind her to be strong and that there is hope. She will receive #4 out of 1,000.
A Mother’s Love
A Mother’s love is something
that no on can explain,
It is made of deep devotion
and of sacrifice and pain,
It is endless and unselfish
and enduring come what may
For nothing can destroy it
or take that love away . . .
It is patient and forgiving
when all others are forsaking,
And it never fails or falters
even though the heart is breaking . . .
It believes beyond believing
when the world around condemns,
And it glows with all the beauty
of the rarest, brightest gems . . .
It is far beyond defining,
it defies all explanation,
And it still remains a secret
like the mysteries of creation . . .
A many splendoured miracle
man cannot understand
And another wondrous evidence
of God’s tender guiding hand.
Prayers for Kevin
24 Jun 2008 Leave a Comment
in Personal goals Tags: angels, challenge, Iraq, Kevin, paper cranes, soldier, soldiers angels, war, wounded
My heart goes out to this soldier and his family and friends, especially his mother. I know what a struggle this must be for them. Kevin was wounded by a suicide bomber in Iraq. I found out about Kevin through Soldiersangels.org His family has a blog set up for him here –> Kevin
I sent Kevin my 2nd paper crane and I hope it really does bring him hope, strength and courage. I have faith in you Kevin.
My first Paper Crane
23 Jun 2008 Leave a Comment
in Personal goals, Photos Tags: origami, paper crane, peace, troops, war
It took me a few hours to finally get it right but I did it! I made my first paper crane and mailed it out today. I hope the soldiers who receive my cranes realize how special they are. They symbolize strength and hope and carry with them my wishes for them to recover from their injuries, both physical and emotional.
Sadako Sasaki and 1,000 paper cranes
22 Jun 2008 1 Comment
in In the news Tags: alaska, Dermot Cole, Fairbanks, news, paper cranes, sadako Sasaki, soldiers, Story, war
I have been holding on to this newspaper from Sunday, June 8, 2008 because of a story about a little girl named Jenna and her quest to make 1,000 paper cranes for a cancer patient. It is such a truly inspiring story written by columnist Dermot Cole in the Fairbanks Daily Newsminer and it hit me like a ton of bricks! I am a member of Soldiersangels.org , an organization that connects people with soldier’s abroad. Members of soldiers angels write letters and send packages to soldiers who may not have family to support them. I am part of the letter writing committee for the wounded soldiers called “wounded TLC”. I’ve been trying to think of something to send in my letters and this is it! I am going to learn more about little Sadako Sasaki and how to make a paper crane. You can watch a video that tells the story on youtube.com. click here I’ll make a paper crane to put in every letter I send to a wounded soldier as a symbol of strength, courage, and hope….. and as I fold them I’ll remember the words of the poem by Michiko Pumpian. This poem is posted on the Sadoku.org website.
I know I have been inspired by this little girl named Jenna and I’ll take on the quest to make 1,000 paper cranes for our soldiers. With every one I send I’ll be wishing them hope and courage to live on through their struggles to be well or to cope with their new limitations and painful memories. When I get to 1000 my wish will be for peace and for the soldiers to come home and then I’ll keep making them until they do.
The paper crane
Fold the crane with love
Each crease that you stroke
Think about the world around you
Fold the crane with love
Each fold that you touch
Feel about the world around you
Fold a paper crane with love
By Michiko Pumpian
