I can remember during my kindergarten and pre-middle school years we would all dress in our red, white and blues (notes were sent home to do so) and walk across the street to the cemetery with our mini flags in hand and pay tribute to all those who fought for our freedom (this ritual would be repeated for Veterans Day as well). Flags could be seen for miles all strewn across the cemetery. Of course, being as young as I was, I had no idea what any of this meant. Afterwards, we would retreat to the auditorium where an assembly took place. We sang America: “Our Country Tis of Thee”, “This Land is Your Land” and the National Anthem. There were short skits about The Declaration of Independence, Betsy Ross and more. But of course as a kid this meant one thing… maybe two… a day off and fireworks! OK maybe three things… some major barbecue time! I couldn’t wait to eat until I couldn’t move an inch. I also couldn't wait to see the sky light up. Back then, everyone used to migrate to Delaware Park (in the heart of the city) to see the big show.
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Tuesday, July 3, 2012
Sparklers
By Misty Harris
I can remember during my kindergarten and pre-middle school years we would all dress in our red, white and blues (notes were sent home to do so) and walk across the street to the cemetery with our mini flags in hand and pay tribute to all those who fought for our freedom (this ritual would be repeated for Veterans Day as well). Flags could be seen for miles all strewn across the cemetery. Of course, being as young as I was, I had no idea what any of this meant. Afterwards, we would retreat to the auditorium where an assembly took place. We sang America: “Our Country Tis of Thee”, “This Land is Your Land” and the National Anthem. There were short skits about The Declaration of Independence, Betsy Ross and more. But of course as a kid this meant one thing… maybe two… a day off and fireworks! OK maybe three things… some major barbecue time! I couldn’t wait to eat until I couldn’t move an inch. I also couldn't wait to see the sky light up. Back then, everyone used to migrate to Delaware Park (in the heart of the city) to see the big show.
I can remember during my kindergarten and pre-middle school years we would all dress in our red, white and blues (notes were sent home to do so) and walk across the street to the cemetery with our mini flags in hand and pay tribute to all those who fought for our freedom (this ritual would be repeated for Veterans Day as well). Flags could be seen for miles all strewn across the cemetery. Of course, being as young as I was, I had no idea what any of this meant. Afterwards, we would retreat to the auditorium where an assembly took place. We sang America: “Our Country Tis of Thee”, “This Land is Your Land” and the National Anthem. There were short skits about The Declaration of Independence, Betsy Ross and more. But of course as a kid this meant one thing… maybe two… a day off and fireworks! OK maybe three things… some major barbecue time! I couldn’t wait to eat until I couldn’t move an inch. I also couldn't wait to see the sky light up. Back then, everyone used to migrate to Delaware Park (in the heart of the city) to see the big show.
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