Alicia Lopez’s Musings

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The natural disasters which have taken place, earthquakes, floods, hurricanes, etc. have all claimed lives.  Yet more lives are lost worldwide by man’s inhumanity to man.

Have we not learned the lessons taught us by history? Are we again on the road to mankind’s destruction?

Armageddon, the battlefield described in the Bible in Revelation, as the scene of the predicted final struggle between good and evil, seems to be inching its way into society.  The Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse, war, civil strife, hunger and death, seem to be riding full gallop at our world.

Is there a defense against all this?

In my opinion, the defense must begin in our own homes.  We must teach our children to respect their bodies, their homes, their schools, and their world.

To respect their bodies, they must treat them as temples of good, forsaking the drugs which bring instant gratification, but turn quickly into life-long dependency.

We have recently seen examples of this where several young actresses and performers have wound up in jail.

To respect their homes, they must first obey their parents and follow the guidelines set for them.  Their home is a place of refuge, from which the world’s ills can best be avoided.  Granted, parents are not perfect, but the great majority want what is best for their children.

The youngsters, on the other hand, are unformed beings who learn by example.  The parents have the task of being the first and foremost teachers to their offspring.  If the base is solid, it will hold against all temptations thrown at them by the world.

We are brothers and sisters in humanity, placed here to protect and save our environment for future generations.  What reward can there be in traveling to the moon and distant planets, if we cannot cross the street to help a human being in distress?

Today’s young ones are the leaders of tomorrow, perhaps residing in our own home. They  should be learning compassion and caring; the future captains of industry must temper their achievements with deeds of charity.  Money can buy a multitude of “things”, but seldom buys happiness.

We adults must take a good hard look at ourselves.  We did not individually cause the havoc being wrought, but we can unite to fight and correct it.

Let’s join hands and start that fight; how about it?

Hasta la vista amigos.

Earth

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A man’s feet should be planted in his country, but his eyes should survey the world”–George Santayana

The above chord struck a note within me, it was resonant because several years ago legislation was passed by our neighboring country of Mexico that allows citizens born there to have dual citizenship.

While I was not born in Mexico, my grandparents were.  They left to find a better life in this country.  I have no desire to have any other citizenship than that of the USA.

My grandparents, if alive, would heartily agree.  They left all that was familiar to them to establish themselves in a foreign land.  Everything was strange to them–language, customs, etc.  They foresaw that their children and grandchildren would have better lives in this land of opportunity.  Not a day goes by that in my heart I thank them.

I have no quarrel with those few individuals who have chosen to accept the offer and have that dual citizenship.  We are a nation of immigrants, and unless you are Native Americans, your forefathers came from somewhere else.  Then, why the intolerance of one race against another?

Children are born without prejudice, it “Must be Carefully Taught”, as a song from the musical “South Pacific” states.  They learn it at home, through the behavior, actions, and words of their parents.  What a heavy burden to carry, to look in the mirror and face yourself, knowing you have fed into the minds of your innocent children, hatred and bigotry.

I love the United States, complete with all its faults.  I can think of no other country where I would care to live.  I always get chills when I hear the “Star Spangled Banner”, and tears in my eyes when “America the Beautiful” is sung.

My husband and I traveled to many foreign lands, and enjoyed every minute of it.  We explored the different cultures, tasted a variety of food, tried communicating in different languages, joined in their celebrations and commiserated in their anguishes.  We respected their customs and their laws.

There is no greater feeling than that of returning to your own soil. A cloak of peace descends upon re-entering our country.

Yes, there are prejudiced people who resent the fact that we speak Spanish; but there are also those who admire and even envy our ability to do so.

Yes, there are people, who in fits of anger over dozens of undefined reasons, will tell us to “Go back where you came from”.

I can proudly answer, I am where I came from; I am home.

Hasta La Vista.

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