I helped a Lebanese foreign college student get to the Hospital a few months back when he first came to this country (Redmond, WA) for the first time in his life, and after his medical ordeal, I took him back home. Out of nowhere, this kid goes, “You know what I like about your country?”
I was like, “What’s that?” (Thinking he was gonna talk about the hospital or medicine.)
Then outta nowhere he says, “You have your two tribal factions, the Republicans and Democrats, and they don’t go around shooting each other or killing each other. They can talk in the same room and get things done. It’s NOT like that where I come from.”
I was blown away. I think that’s the day I really truly was glad I lived in America.
I just smiled and said “Yea, that’s why I like it too.”
God Bless America.
Good Post.
What a nice story. And adds a little perspective as well.
At least not since 1865.
It is a nice story, but that is available not just in America. In Japan here for example. Many other countries have that blessing as well, too.
Your experience with the Lebanese college student reminded me of a cab driver in Washington, D.C., talking about Nigeria and how many tribal languages there were, and that people literally couldn’t speak with one another, not even with those 5-10 miles down the road.
He thought our having the one language, English, was incredibly important to national cohesiveness.