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The Stories That Squiggly, Colorful Lines Tell

I am staring at a globe that is older than I am

It still says that the USSR is a country

and that Croatia is not

It says that Hong Kong is not part of China

and Myanmar’s name is Burma

I am staring at a map that is younger than I am

It says that there is no such thing as South Sudan

This globe and this map

with all their pretty colors

with all their squiggly lines

with all their funny names

do not tell the stories of the people

who live in their pretty colored nations

who live in between their squiggly lines

who live in their funny named cities.

This globe, this map, and even I

tell different stories about this

sphere sprinting across the galaxy

at 67, 000 mph

along with the other one hundred billion

other planets in the Milky Way.

This globe is from 1990

This map is from 2010

some of its recorded history I’ve lived through

most of it I have not

I did not live through the “discovering” of the New World

I did not live through the “conquering” of the West

I did not live through the “civilizing” of the Lost Continent

But I am living now

I do not yet have the priviledge to own a piece of paper

that says that I own some squiggly, colorful piece of land

But I do live in a squiggly, colorful land that says

that I have the right to

These squiggles and colors give us identity

give us unity

give us heritage

A nationality

A citizenship

A people

Yet they give us war

give us quarrels

give us anxiety

give us hatred

give us discrimination

These lines on maps and hearts

tell us differences

but it is up to us

if we choose

to celebrate or

to condem

those differences.

***

Those changes in our maps

tell us more than just geography

more than just history

they tell us why we fought

and why we fight.

***

I want to live in a nation

where those squiggly, colorful lines mean something

where they stand for something

something I stand for and stand with

I want to live in a world

where those squiggly, colorful lines

do not divide us

but create in us something greater than

we could have ever imagined separately

I want to live as an individual

unified with my town

unified with my county

unified with my state

unified with my nation

unified with my world

resting securely in the palm of the Lord Almighty

Creator of the heavens and the earth.

Because sometimes to get things done

you have to color outside the lines

even the squiggly, colorful ones

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Am I the Only One?

Inspired by a two-sentence story by Mr. Bloognish:

Everyone is so patriotic, flying flags and painting themselves loudly with red, white, and blue. But when it is time to say the Pledge of Allegiance, they are all so silent and grey, feeling ashamed to make a sound.


Back even 20 years ago it was ‘cool’ to believe in your country. It was something to be proud of that you are an American. but it seems just around the time the internet started to boom, it was something to be ashamed of.

Yes, 9/11 happened during this time and made everyone question, but shouldn’t we join together and fix problems that may arise. I ask, does there currently exist a country that you would rather live in?

When the Star-Spangled Banner is sung at games, does your heart skip a heart beat, or am I the only one? When you watch Captain America or Unbroken – big blockbusters promoting American pride – don’t you want to say ‘Thank you’, or am I the only one? When I walk to the cemetery by my house and I see a flag fallen in the dirt, I pick it up and brush it off, making the flag stand tall again, am I the only one?

My parents met each other in the National Guard, so maybe I’m a little bias, but shouldn’t you be proud of the country that protects us, no matter the failures?

Each time I say the Pledge at 7:20 every week day, it’s an honor. I think of a different aspect of my great nation and pray for that when I say ‘liberty and Justice for all’. It is a privilege that my God is still recognized in my allegiance to my native land when other foreign brother and sisters would go to prison. I am proud that my country protects my right to religion in such a way. So I am not ashamed to make a sound for the U.S. of A, I am ashamed of my peers who do not.

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Pixabay/DWilliams