Monthly Archives: September 2010
This holiday weekend, with the end of summer nearing, I observed families, friends, teens and children together in this time of uncertainty, and it was great to see them enjoying themselves.
We live our lives in different worlds and at this year’s Harvest Festival we were all in one place in a small rural community in Northern Michigan. A town that cares, one of many such towns all over America. God Bless America!
For a brief moment in time this community came together for the “Harvest Festival” we need more moments like this. It rained a little but no one noticed, everyone determined to have fun!
We came together in one place to see the parade, play at the carnival, watch the games, remember our troops, see the vintage automobiles, laugh at the Clown and watch with delight children picking up candy thrown from the procession. The expression on those kids simply “Kodak moments”.
We shared our stories and our food, we witnessed families and friends come together and we were as one. A community of people from different places together determined to have a good time rain or shine, poor or rich, the young and the old. Some who had not spoken for years coming together over old photographs that told stories of other times.
It was Harvest Festival and I saw the children of the unemployed and the employed, blissfully playing with friends having a good time, without a care. Ah, we can all remember those days in our own lives!
I didn’t see a laptop computer, I heard only a few inevitable cell phones ring, alas a sign of the times, and there were no video games in sight.
Only dirty faces and hands, smiley faces and kids happy, playing games with bat and ball and getting dirtier by the moment playing in the sand.
Knowing tomorrow each of us go back to uncertain futures, uncertain times, children teach us that the really good times are made from friendships and not moneyships.
Children teach us that happiness comes from the friends we make, the toys we share and who we are and not what we have or who we know. “Clothes do not maketh the man” that’s for sure. I saw much fortitude and passion and desire and hope.
It had been a great Harvest Festival this year… it didn’t matter that it rained we were with friends and it felt good.
We hear parents yelling these words at their kids in a football, baseball or soccer game when they just got walloped!
Is it supposed to be character building, motivational, tough love or kind words meant to build character?
Are these engaging words or words that get people down? Do you find yourself using them at work or with friends?
What do these words mean to you and has it simply become a way we speak to each other?
Here is what I think it means. Ok I have taken the liberty to make it positive. What’s your take?
Self belief and