Thursday again! Time to do a little "pondering" with Brenda
from Fiction With a Purpose.
Her rules are really easy:
1. Grab the Pondering with a Purpose Badge (in her sidebar)
2. Look at the week's prompt
3. Post something on your blog that relates to the prompt - it can be a
story, a poem, a picture -- anything you want it to be.
4. Go back here and add the URL from your post to the linky list on Brenda's.
5. Go check out the other bloggers who have added their links to the list.
6. AND most of all.... Have fun!
Respect to me means treating people the way you want to be treated. Honoring those that came before us, honoring those who gave their lives for this country, honoring life itself.
I was brought up to pull off the side of the road when a funeral possession went by. My dad said that it was a way of showing respect for the dead. I still do it but some people no longer bother. Why? Are we in such a hurry that we can't pause for a moment out of respect?
Another thing I learned from my dad was to stand at attention when a military convoy passes - like a guard unit on their way to drill. He would stand in the yard at full military attention - and made sure that we, as kids, stood still too. I don't recall seeing many other people do that and definitely not lately.
And what about putting your hand over your heart when the National Anthem plays. It irks me to see people walking around and talking through it.
Bowing your head during a prayer - another thing that annoys me (when people don't).
Respecting your elders - kids that make fun of elderly people, push in front of them, call them names. I have to admit that I sometimes get annoyed while driving or in a store and get behind an elderly person going very slowly. But I try to be patient and give them the room they need.
Plain and simple - respect - something we need more of both as individuals and as a country.















