My Grandfather

Please close your eyes and imagine age 19. Imagine now that your family, your friends and your family are separated by anything other than guns and prayers. You were a soldier in 1944, fighting one of the most feared and cruel wars of history: World War II. It was December 15, 1944. Your company is made up of 250 men. This is the most advanced category in Germany, I just caught Kesternich. At the dawn of the second day, when the entire tank compartment was poured into the town, the town was illuminated with a big light.

I am a third-generation veteran. My grandfather worked for the US Navy during the Second World War. Both my father and I serve at the USCG. Before my grandfather died, all three of us belonged to the same US military post (post 447) in Plymouth, Ohio. We all attended a commemorative ceremony in the town of Plymouth, Ohio. Every time I hear Flanders' battlefield, I still cry. Before the sports event, what do I need for my knees during the national anthem? Even if one banner passes after filling hundreds of veterans in the USCG career, can not I endure it or at least give my hand to my heart? We have a lot. A lot of fucking

My grandfather has basic income. His father gathered a lot of wealth and changed his property to a trust. After my grandfather 's death, my grandfather received monthly income from the fund for the rest of his life. This money is the bottom line of his guarantee basic income. In any case, whatever happens to him, he will not know about poverty. There are also basic income. I am a cloud funding. Through my writing using Patrick, a platform similar to Kickstarter, I have developed an adequate customer base and started talking about monthly basic revenues on a monthly basis based on a $ 1,000 commitment. As the US poverty line is now defined as $ 11,880 per year, I chose $ 1,000 as my monthly goal.

The students that I teach in urban high school are relatively poor. Family income and purchasing power of the 1930s outweigh my grandfather's income and purchasing power, but their basic poverty far exceeds my grandfather's poverty. My students are facing serious health problems for sweet, nutritious meals. Due to their mobile phones, they are struggling to concentrate on their studies. My grandfather can raise animals, make wine, make mushrooms, identify species of plants, build buildings and grow up in front of television. He entertained himself by reading poems. My grandfather is better than my student and not self-suffering - but his childhood poverty has doors and windows; my student's poverty is a boring cell. Literally, their poverty brings poison to them: physical, mental, emotional poison