Tika was really bored these last few days for I've been working to update a presentation on Emigration & Immigration to America. I love to begin with a jar of beach rocks that I collected myself.... rocks of all colors, rather like the photo above. I compare this bunch of rocks to the American people. We are a nation of immigrants. Like these colorful rocks, we have many different ethnic backgrounds but we are all "in the jar" or "on the beach" of America as equal folks with all ethnic differences worn away. (Or should be.) This comparison rings true with me.
Tika asked, "which rock is me?" The big bright red one, I tell her, as she is a bright little red dog.
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