[users_group] Canadian military.

  • From: "Bill McBean" <doriam123@xxxxxxxxxx>
  • To: "Bill McBean" <doriam123@xxxxxxxxxx>
  • Date: Sun, 17 Sep 2006 02:51:49 -0400

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         Canadian military

          



                           



                           



                           

                                 

                                The average age of the  Canadian  military man 
is 19 years. He is a short haired, tight-muscled kid who, under normal 
circumstances is considered by society as half man, half boy. Not yet dry 
behind the ears, not old enough to buy a beer, but old enough to die for his 
country. He never really cared much for work and he would rather wax his own 
car than wash his father's; but he has never collected unemployment either.  

                                 


                                He's a recent High School graduate;

                                 

                                he was probably an average student,
                                pursued some form of sport activities, drives a 
ten year old jalopy,

                                 

                                and has a steady girlfriend that either broke 
up with him when he left,

                                 

                                or swears to be waiting when he returns from 
half a world away.

                                 

                                He listens to rock and roll or hip-hop or rap 
or jazz or swing and 155mm howitzer.

                                 

                                He is 10 or 15 pounds lighter now than when he 
was at home

                                 

                                because he is working or fighting from before 
dawn to well after dusk.

                                He has trouble spelling, thus letter writing is 
a pain for him,

                                 

                                but he can field strip a rifle in 30 seconds

                                 

                                and reassemble it in less time in the dark.

                                 

                                He can recite to you the nomenclature of a 
machine gun or grenade launcher and use either one effectively if he must.

                                 

                                He digs foxholes and latrines and can apply 
first aid like a professional.  

                                 

                                He can march until he is told to stop or stop 
until he is told to march.

                                 



                                He obeys orders instantly and without 
hesitation,

                                 

                                but he is not without spirit or individual 
dignity.  He is self-sufficient.

                                 

                                He has two sets of fatigues:

                                 

                                he washes one and wears the other.

                                 

                                He keeps his canteens full and his feet dry.

                                 

                                He sometimes forgets to brush his teeth, but 
never to clean his rifle.

                                 

                                He can cook his own meals, mend his own 
clothes, and fix his own hurts.

                                 

                                If you're thirsty, he'll share his water with 
you; if you are hungry, his food.  He'll even split his ammunition with you

                                in the midst of battle when you run low.

                                He has learned to use his hands like weapons

                                 

                                and weapons like they were his hands.

                                 

                                He can save your life - or take it, because 
that is his job.

                                 

                                He will often do twice the work of a civilian, 
draw half the pay

                                 

                                and still find ironic humour in it all.

                                 

                                He has seen more suffering
                                and death then he should have in his short 
lifetime.

                                 

                                !

                                 



                                He has stood atop mountains of dead bodies,

                                 

                                and helped to create them.
                                He has wept in public and in private,

                                 

                                for friends who have fallen in combat and is 
unashamed.  

                                 

                                He feels every note of the National Anthem 
vibrate through his body

                                 

                                while at rigid attention, while tempering the 
burning desire to

                                 

                                'square-away' those around him who haven't 
bothered to stand,
                                remove their hat, or even stop talking.

                                 

                                In an odd twist, day in and day out, far from 
home,

                                 

                                 he defends their right to be disrespectful.

                                Just as did his Father, Grandfather, and 
Great-grandfather,

                                 

                                he is paying the price for our freedom.  
Beardless or not, he is not a boy. He is the Canadian Fighting Man

                                 

                                that has kept this country free

                                 

                                for over 200 years.


                                 


                                He has asked nothing in return,

                                 

                                except our friendship and understanding.
                                Remember him, always,

                                 

                                for he has earned our respect and admiration 
with his blood.  

                                 

                                And now we even have woman over there in danger,
                                doing their part in this tradition

                                 

                                of going to War when our nation calls us to do 
so.

                                 

                                As you go to bed tonight, remember this shot..

                                 

                                A short lull, a little shade

                                 

                                and a picture of loved ones in their helmets    

                                 


                                Prayer wheel for our military... please don't 
break it. Please pass this on after a short prayer.

                                Prayer Wheel

                                "Lord, hold our troops in your loving hands. 
Protect them as they protect us. 
                                Bless them and their families for the selfless 
acts they perform for us

                                 

                                in our time of need. Amen."  

                                 



                                Prayer :

                                 

                                When you receive this, please stop for a moment 
and say a prayer
                                for our ground troops in Afghanistan, sailors 
on ships,

                                 

                                and airmen in the air, and for those in Iraq.

                                 

                                There is nothing attached....

                                 

                                This can be very powerful.......

                                 

                                Of all the gifts you could give a Canadian 
Soldier, Sailor, 
                                or Airman, prayer is the very best one.

                                 


                                I can't break this one, sorry
                                This is a ribbon for soldiers fighting in 
everywhere.  

                                 

                                 Pass it on to everyone and pray.

                                 


                               
                                 
                               
                         
                   
             
       

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