..Today my uncle comes to visit and when he comes here we always have a lot of fun. Me and my sister have a good time teasing him with the marbles we roll under his bed to wake him up, well we have a good reason for doing this , honest.
... You see when he comes me and my sister have to sleep in the same twin bed and she always kicks me. And that is cause I sleep on the top part of the bed and she sleeps on the bottom, where the footboard is, and our feet always touch, as we listen to his snoring sounds...
...Anyway where he lives they all wear the same kinda clothes and have necklaces they wear around their necks, that have these numbers on them. I guess since they all dress the same it is hard to tell who is who? But my mommy tells me he is a very brave man and he is called a Soldier cause he works for our country the United States of America, she told me some people don't like our country and he is one of the many brave men and women who work very hard to keep us safe here.
...So whenever he comes to visit ( I guess it is his vacation) my mommy and daddy always have a party. We clean the house really good and mommy cooks all kinds of sweet stuff and daddy gets what is called a BBQ out so he can try to cook outdoors...mom is a better cook though !! We put out a big American flag and people wave at him when he walks down the street, I guess he knows a lot of people!! And he doesn't have a car so he rides a bus to get here.
...Mommy and daddy even move the furniture in the frontroom to make room so they can all dance to the records they play, it is fun to watch them and we even get to dance with him, he is so handsome and strong, and my daddy dances with us also, but I wonder why daddy doesn't work for our country, since he seems to like to fight?
...In the mornings after we roll lot's of marbles under my Uncle's bed, my little sister climbs underneath it and pushes the mattress up with her feet so he will be uncomfortable and wake up. He always makes funny sounds and then jumps out of bed and grabs her feet and pulls her out from under the bed and throws us both over his strong shoulders and carries us (giggling and squirming) to the kitchen where breakfast is waiting.
...Today though he is kinda sad and mommy hugs him a lot, she told me where he works they have guns and one of his friends has gone to Heaven now and my uncle misses him...You know where I go to school the teachers all wear the same clothes too, but they aren't called Soldiers, they are called Nuns and they say they work for God, and He lives in Heaven, but they don't carry guns, they carry a Bible...it gets me confused sometimes about all the different places people say is work.
...Guns and Prayers ? How do they work? And what is the real reason for them? Love ? Power? Strength? Knowledge? Love? How can you love and still shoot a gun to kill someone? But on the other hand how can carrying a Bible save someone?
My mommy always tells me two things:
...#1 is, "what goes around comes around"
And # 2 is, "you can say anything you want, but what you do is what counts".
And I do believe my mommy....