Friday, October 15, 2010
Not too long ago, we received a lovely surprise in the mail. Warrant Officer Phillip Kelliher and his troops were so touched by the girls' notes and cards and thoughtful gifts that they dedicated a mission to the girls and sent along the flag they had flown over that mission as well as a certificate the named the date of the mission and its dedication to the girls. The flag and the original certificate will be displayed in the Office of Continuing Education at Darton.
Reading the personal note from CW4 Kelliher touched both me and Ghost Daughter so much and inspired us to do a little something more. It's not much, but Ghost Daughter wanted it to be personal and hand-made, so I knitted a couple of little soldiers to send CW4 Kelliher. Perhaps I'll make some more. I just know that whenever I think of him and his troops, I wish I could hug each and everyone of them and send them a little piece of home.
I have met a girl who truly knows the value of what these troops are doing. A young woman who had to be smuggled out of Afghanistan before her mother's traitorous act of educating her daughters got them all killed. She started her senior year (at a high school where I once taught) labeled simply as "home-schooled" and soared to the top of the class. Other students were upset that based on only one semester, this stranger uprooted a classmate from the top 10. It wasn't until the Senior Honors dinner that these fortunate young people learned what they really had.
Each student took a turn to stand up and introduce their special guest at the dinner. Some of them brought teachers, some brought family friends. This young woman brought her savior. When her turn came, she stood and told a cynical public how her mother had hidden her and her sister away and educated them in secret because to do so openly could mean death. That everyday, her mother had risked her own life to give her children a better one. That this man, her dear honored guest, had risked his life to smuggle them out of the country just so they could be free to learn and live. This is what an education meant to her. Something worth dying for.
So for all those men and women who serve, thank you. Forget all the political diatribes and posturing. Think of those who lay their lives on the line everyday to protect our lives and our freedom.