Where?
Who would you root for if you didn’t know where the athletes were from? So far I have wanted a Mexican, a Canadian, a Nigerian, a Chinese, a Japanese, an Australian, a Brit, an American, a Swede, a Russian, a Jamaican, a South African and a Romanian to excel and win in their efforts. And that is just who I can think of off the top of my head sitting at my computer.
I love when those in my country wins, its exciting and it makes me proud. But in the end it is an individual who wins, or a team of individuals, not an entire country. There are bragging rights for sure, but the medals go to individuals. I am proud of them, no matter the geography of their birth and raising. I am proud of their effort and their diligence, perseverance and determination. That is what I am in awe of.
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Drawing by Marty Coleman
Quote by Pablo Casals, Cellist
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I agree Agnes, I love that moment and I know the athlete feels he or she represented all of us and I appreciate that in them. I like that every athlete pretty much feels that way for his or her country!
Love this, Marty. It’s true, the medal goes to the individual, not the whole country. But somehow when they play the national anthem I can’t help but feel that we all won 🙂
Pauline, exactly what I am talking about. Geography isn’t my border. Love is my border.
Thanks for your thoughts and a beautiful napkin today, Marty.
Last night I watched a man from the Dominican Republic weep as he stood on the winners’ stage. It’s a beautiful thing whenever anyone cries for sheer joy, but when a man allows himself to cry in front of others, I’m especially touched. Such honest expression of positive emotions is a model for us all.