I've got Whitney Houston's rendition of "The Star Spangled Banner" on repeat, beating against my ear drums. If it weren't for me being around other people, I would be singing along at the top of my lungs. It is the eve of one of my favorite holidays of the year...the celebration of our nation's birthday. I'm so depressed I'm not there to join in the festivities. I'm going to miss hearing Lee Greenwood's "God Bless the USA" every 5 minutes, cooking out, Adam's spectacular fireworks show.
As I sit down to try to collect my thoughts, I wish I had an Adderol on me to try to hone the bits and pieces running through my mind that I want to spit out, but can't seem to organize into a comprehensible essay of my feelings about our great nation. I wish so badly I could write the best literary piece you've ever read, because in my mind it sounds as poetic as the Gettysburg Address. Who am I kidding...I don't even know what the Gettysburg Address was about. Yet I know I have fallen in love with my country as I'm half a world away from it.
I guess it's true what they say...absence makes the heart grow fonder. You don't know what you have until it's gone...blah blah blah. But it is true. As wonderful as my experince here in Thailand has been, it has been such a blessing in reassuring my patriotism.
I've always been passionate about what I believe in, or what I'm a part of. Basketball teams, Kappa, dance, etc. Being in America all your life, you forget your passion for the place that has given you the freedom to experience all of those things. I now realize that I have more team spirit for America than I have had for any other thing I have been a part of in my life. Yes, we make mistakes...politically. But I have spent some time here defending Americans, explaining that they are different than *political America* that the rest of the world assumes goes together. While that should naturally be the case, I inform people that most of America doesn't like the way our political system works, and while we are greatful for the freedoms and culture that we have developed, we are disappointed in the way certain people run our country.
But that's not what's on my mind...it just came out. I just wanted to say that I love our freedoms to do anything.
It is proufoundly humbling to look at the history of our young country and think of the obstacles we have overcome in comparison to other countries. We are a mere 240 years old. And while we lack the importance of tradition in most countries around the world, it has become a blessing as well. Without that tradition, we have quickly be able to clear hurdles of feminine, religious, and minority rights. And while we still have problems with each, and with new controversies everyday, think of how far we have come juggling all in just 240 years. There are countries 4 times as old as we are where people have to practice their unpopular religion secretly, for fear of being harmed. Countries where women still can't get an education, vote, own property, or get a divorce. Look at things we can't decide on...abortion, gay marriage, stem-cell research. And why can't we decide? Because everyone has a different opinion and has the FREEDOM to voice it! Other places, some old guy would just make a decision and everyone would follow because that's how it had been done for 500 years and everyone would swallow their opinions because it would be tyranny if they disagreed with the king!
I love that in our country, you can look into the eyes of anyone, and know that their ancestors came from the same place yours did. Everyone's family tree started out in somewhere besides America. Yet, we all know we are here for the same reason...opportunity, promise, freedom.
Everyone came here to exercise the opporunity of making a better life for themselves than they had in their own country. Everyone was attracted to the promise of the American Dream. And every single sole that migrated here, and is still migrating here, wanted the freedom of choice, voice, and opportunity. To know that we give that to people from all over the world on a daily basis is somewhat remarkable, don't you think? We even provide it to our own...whose roots have been buried here for generations. The American Dream of making it is open to anyone. We feed off of it here...it's like a religion; rags to riches kind of thing that doesn't exist very often in other corners of the world.
I just love that I, for instance, have a down-home southern family that cooks every casserole possible, big-ass rolls, has whiskey at every family function, and says things like "Lord," "golly," and "ya'll.". And on the other side, there is the American Dream my father lived coming from a foreign country and making something of himself. This story is everywhere in America (but not everyone is lucky enough to have a foreigner AND be southern...unfortunately some must be midwestern or...gulp...northern!) Just kidding, I'm gonna live in NYC someday.
I mean, this weekend for instance, I met a girl who told me I "looked like a Spanish girl." When I informed her of my American mother and Iranian father, she looked surprised yet delighted and replied, "Oh! You're mixed breed!" I wanted to laugh so hard, but held it in because I knew what she meant, and she didn't know she had basically compared me to a dog!
But then I thought about it...aren't we all mixed breeds? I just love that about America. I love that new cultures don't scare us, they intrigue us. That instead of people being afraid to speak their mind, wear the clothes they want to wear, listen to their own music, make their own movies, love and date who they want, and practice their own religion people are PROUD to display these things. We don't know it, but we all have this innate sense of pride in who we are as Americans...we just have to find it.
I have found mine, and I'm so glad I did. It's like I found a new religion or something. I just love our way of life, our luxury, and our way of expecting perfection...striving for it. That ambition is what drives our country to be great and to grow everyday. And, although, sometimes we have an individualistic sense of patriotism, we all are believing in the same foundations this country was built on at the end of the day. We may not go down high-fiving everyone in the street we see and say, "Way to be an American!" But, don't we all kinda feel that way?
I admire our diversity, revel in our youth, yet am proud of our progress in just 240 years. Being American is something you are privilaged to be born with. To have the guarantee of opportunity and prosperity at your fingertips is something you should feel obligated to exploit. Vote, speak your mind, travel, learn about other people, and in turn you will grow into your pride of being American. It's a great thing I have had the chance to do at a young age, and something everyone should discover about themselves.
AIGHT- I spoke my piece...cheesy as it was, but oh well! Anyways, hope everyone has a great FOURTH OF JULY! Set off some fireworks in my name, eat a cheeseburger for me (one of the few times a year I actually eat a burger!), have a bowl of homemade ice cream, belt out "God Bless America," and thank God that you're American...a part of the greatest country in the world!
P.S. I got new pics up...finally! http://community.webshots.com/user/uktimaji Click the album titled, "New Thailand Pics!" and "shoebox" something on the second page of albums.