I guess they already finished their English homework!!! Montebello High School in California
You will not see this heart-stopping photo on the frontpage of the NY Times, nor on the lead story of the major news networks.
The protestorsat Montebello High School tookthe American flag off the school flag pole and hung it upside down while putting up the Mexican flag over it. (*See pictures below*)
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I predict this stunt will be the nail in the coffin ofany guest-worker/amnesty plan onthe table in Washington .. The image ofthe American flag subsumed to another andturned upside down on Americansoil is already spreading on Internet forums and via e-mail.
Pass this along to every American citizen and to everyrepresentativein the state and federal government.. If you choose to remain uninvolved, do not be amazed whenyou no longer have a nation to call your own noranything you haveworked for left since it will be ‘redistributed’to the activists whileyou are so peacefully staying out of the ‘fray’. Check history, it is full ofnations/empires that disappeared when its citizens no longerheld their core beliefs and values. One person CAN make a difference.
One plus one plus one plus one plus one plus one……..
The battle for our secure borders and immigration lawsthat actually mean something, however, hasn’t even begun.
If this ticks YOU off…PASS IT ON!
IF IT DOESN’T IT SHOULD!
> >> Ruth went to her mail box and there was only one letter..
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> >> She picked it up and looked at it before opening, but then
> >> she looked at
> >> the envelope again.
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> >> There was no stamp, no postmark, only her name and address.
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> >> She read the letter:
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> >> Dear Ruth:
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> >> I`m going to be in your neighborhood Saturday afternoon and
> >> I’d like to
> >> stop by for a visit.
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> >> Love Always,
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> >> Jesus
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> >> Her hands were shaking as she placed the letter on the
> >> table. ‘Why would
> >> the Lord want to visit me?
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> >> I’m nobody special. I don’t have anything to
> >> offer.’
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> >> With that thought, Ruth remembered her empty kitchen
> >> cabinets.
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> >> ‘Oh my goodness, I really don’t have anything to
> >> offer. I’ll have to run
> >> down to the store and buy something for dinner.’
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> >> She reached for her purse and counted out its contents.
> >> Five dollars and
> >> forty cents.
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> >> Well, I can get some bread and cold cuts, at least.’
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> >> She threw on her coat and hurried out the door.
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> >> A loaf of French bread, a half-pound of sliced turkey, and
> >> a carton of
> >> milk…leaving Ruth with grand total twelve cents to last
> >> her until
> >> Monday.
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> >> Nonetheless, she felt good as she headed home, her meager
> >> offerings
> >> tucked under her arm.
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> >> ‘Hey lady, can you help us,lady?’
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> >> Ruth had been so absorbed in her dinner plans, she
> >> hadn’t even noticed
> >> two figures huddled in the alleyway.
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> >> A man and a woman, both of them dressed in little more than
> >> rags.
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> >> ‘Look lady, I ain’t got a job, you know, and my
> >> wife and I have been
> >> living out here on the street, and, well, now it’s
> >> getting cold and
> >> we’re getting kinda
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> >> hungry and, well, if you could help us. Lady, we’d
> >> really appreciate
> >> it.’
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> >> Ruth looked at them both.
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> >> They were dirty, they smelled bad and frankly, she was
> >> certain that they
> >> could get some kind of work if they really wanted to.
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> >> ‘Sir, I’d like to help you, but I’m a poor
> >> woman myself.. All I have is
> >> a few cold cuts and some bread, and I’m having an
> >> important guest for
> >> dinner tonight and I was planning on serving that to
> >> Him.’
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> >> ‘Yeah, well, okay lady, I understand. Thanks
> >> anyway.’
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> >> The man put his arm around the woman’s
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> >> shoulders, turned and headed back into the alley.
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> >> As she watched them leave, Ruth felt a familiar twinge in
> >> her heart.
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> >> ‘Sir, wait!’
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> >> The couple stopped and turned as she ran down the alley
> >> after them.
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> >> ‘Look, why don’t you take this food. I’ll
> >> figure out something else to
> >> serve my guest.’
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> >> She handed the man her grocery bag.
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> >> ‘Thank you lady. Thank you very much!’
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> >> ‘Yes, thank you!’ It was the man’s wife, and
> >> Ruth could see now that she
> >> was shivering
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> >> ‘You know, I’ve got another coat at home.
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> >> Here, why don’t you take this one.’
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> >> Ruth unbuttoned her jacket and slipped it over the
> >> woman’s shoulders.
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> >> Then smiling, she turned and walked back to the
> >> street….without her
> >> coat and with nothing to serve her guest.
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> >> ‘Thank you lady!
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> >> Thank you very much!’
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> >> Ruth was chilled by the time she reached her front
> >>
> >> door, and worried too.
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> >> The Lord was coming to visit and she didn’t have
> >> anything to offer Him.
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> >> She fumbled through her purse for the door key. But as she
> >> did, she
> >> noticed another envelope in her mailbox.
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> >> ‘That’s odd. The mailman doesn’t usually come
> >> twice in one day.’
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> >> Dear Ruth:
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> >>
> >> It was so good to see you again.
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> >> Thank you for the lovely meal.
> >>
> >>
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> >> And thank you, too, for the beautiful coat.
> >>
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> >> Love Always,
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> >>
> >> Jesus
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> >>
> >>
> >> The air was still cold, but even without her coat, Ruth no
> >> longer
> >> noticed.
Radical Arab Terrorists boarded a flight out of London. One took a window seat and the other sat next to him in the middle seat… Just before takeoff, a U.S. Marine sat down in the aisle seat.
After takeoff, the Marine kicked his shoes off, wiggled his toes and was settling in when the Arab in the window seat said, ‘I need to get up and get a coke.’ ‘Don’t get up,’ said the Marine, ‘I’m in the
aisle seat, ‘I’ll get it for you.’
As soon as he left, one of the Arabs picked up the Marines’ shoe and spat in it. When the Marine returned with the coke, the other Arab said, ‘That looks good, I’d really like one, too.’ Again, the Marine obligingly went to fetch it.
While he was gone the other Arab picked up the Marines’ other
shoe and spat in it. When the Marine returned, they all sat back and enjoyed the flight.
As the plane was landing, the Marine slipped his feet into his shoes and knew immediately what had happened. He leaned over and asked his Arab neighbors… ‘Why does it have to be this way?’
‘How long must this go on? This fighting between our nations? This hatred? This animosity?
This spitting in shoes and pissing in cokes?’