Here is a woman who should run for Prime Minister!/President
               Written by a housewife in New Brunswick to her Local newspaper,
               This is one ticked off lady.

               'Are we fighting a war on terror or aren't we? Was it or was it
               not started by Islamic people who brought it to our shores
               On September 11, 2001 and have continually threatened to do so  since?

               Were people from all over the world, not brutally murdered that
               day, in downtown Manhattan, across the Potomac from the nation's
               Capitol and in a field in Pennsylvania?

               Did nearly three thousand men, women and children die a
               horrible, burning or crushing death that day, or didn't they?

               And I'm supposed to care that a few Taliban were claiming to
               be tortured by a justice system of the nation they come from and
               are fighting against in a brutal insurgency.

               I'll start caring when Osama bin Laden turns himself in and
               repents for incinerating all those innocent people on 9/11.

               I'll care about the Koran when the fanatics in the Middle
               East start caring about the Holy Bible, the mere belief of which
               is a crime punishable by beheading in Afghanistan.

               I'll care when these thugs tell the world they are sorry for
               hacking off Nick Berg's head while Berg screamed through his
               gurgling slashed throat.

               I'll care when the cowardly so-called 'insurgents' in
               Afghanistan come out and fight like men instead of disrespecting
               their own religion by hiding in mosques.

               I'll care when the mindless zealots who blows themselves up in
               search of nirvana care about the innocent children within range
               of their suicide bombs.

               I'll care when the Canadian media stops pretending that
               their freedom of speech on stories is more important than the
               lives of the soldiers on the ground or their families waiting at
               home to hear about them when something happens.

               In the meantime, when I hear a story about a ANA soldier
               roughing up an Insurgent terrorist to obtain information, know
               This: I don't care.

               When I see a wounded terrorist get shot in the head when he is
               told not to move because he might be booby-trapped, you can take
               it to the bank:
               I don't care.

               When I hear that a prisoner, who was issued a Koran and a prayer
               mat, and fed 'special' food that is paid for by my tax dollars,
               is complaining that his holy book is being 'mishandled,' you can
               absolutely believe in your heart of hearts:
               I don't care.

               And oh, by the way, I've noticed that sometimes it's spelled
               'Koran' and other times 'Quran.' Well, Jimmy Crack Corn and,
               You guessed it...
               I don't care!!

               If you agree with this viewpoint, pass this on to all your
               E-mail friends Sooner or later, it'll get to the people
               responsible for this ridiculous behavior!

               If you don't agree, then by all means hit the delete button.
               Should you choose the latter, then please don't complain when
               more atrocities committed by radical Muslims happen here in our
               Great Country! And may I add:

               'Some people spend an entire lifetime wondering if they made a
               difference in the world. But, the Soldiers don't have that
               problem.'

               I have another quote that I would like to add AND.......I hope
               you forward all this.

               One last thought for the day:

               Only four defining forces have ever offered to die for you:
               1. Jesus Christ
               2. The Canadian Soldier
               3. The British Soldier
               4. The American Soldier
               5. The Australian Soldier

               One died for your soul, the others for your freedom.
 

Contact Jan Tyler 268-2611   Elsie Magnusson  268-1952

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Earn The Right to Sit at a Desk
*A lesson that should be taught in all schools!*

 Back in September of 2005, on the first day of school, Martha Cothren, a
 social studies school teacher at Robinson High School in Little Rock,
 did something not to be forgotten. On the first day of school, with the
 permission of the school superintendent, the principal and the building
 supervisor, she removed all of the desks out of her classroom. When the
 first period kids entered the room they discovered that there were no
 desks. Looking around, confused, they asked, "Ms. Cothren, where're our
 desks?" She replied, "You can't have a desk until you tell me what you
 have done to earn the right to sit at a desk."
 They thought, "Well, maybe it's our grades."
  "No," she said.
 Maybe it's our behavior."
 She told them, "No, it's not even your behavior.
 And so, they came and went, the first period, second period, third period.
 Still no desks in the classroom.
 By early afternoon television news crews had started gathering in Ms.
 Cothren's classroom to report about this crazy teacher who had taken all
 the desks out of her room.
 The final period of the day came and as the puzzled students found seats on
 the floor of the deskless classroom.
 Martha Cothren said, "Throughout the day no one has been able to tell me
 just what he/she has done to earn the right to sit at the desks that
 are ordinarily found in this classroom. Now I am going to tell you."
 At this point, Martha Cothren went over to the door of her classroom
 and opened it.
 Twenty-seven (27) U.S. Veterans, all in uniforms, walked into that
 classroom, each one carrying a school desk. The Vets began placing the
 school desks in rows, and then they would walk over and stand alongside the
 wall.
 By the time the last soldier had set the final desk in place those kids
 started to understand, perhaps for the first time in their lives, just
 how the right to sit at those desks had been earned.
 Martha said, "You didn't earn the right to sit at these desks. These
 heroes did it for you. They placed the desks here for you. Now, it's up to
 you to sit in them. It is your responsibility to learn, to be good
 students, to be good citizens. They paid the price so that you could have the
 freedom to get an education. Don't ever forget it."
 By the way, this is a true story.... If you can read this, thank a teacher.
 If you read it in English, thank a soldier.