Olympic Dreams and Memories

Regardless of the politics of the Olympics in China, many of us have enjoyed the amazing feats of the top athletes of the world. Personally, I am glad the people of China had an opportunity to feel pride in their country – people everywhere love their own country despite government flaws.

Watching these athletes make their sport look easy may have brought sporting memories of our own. I loved seeing the girls fly through their circus aerials on the uneven bars, which reminded me of the when I was the flyweight Asian girl zooming through her P.E. routine on the unevens – so much fun! I watched the powerful swimmers that cut through the water like fish and think how I once took swimming lessons only to learn how to drown slower. My daughter saw the hurdlers and said, “Look, Mom, there’s that sport that you still have dirt in your knee from!”

Perhaps the appeal of the Olympics is that so many of us have also participated in those sports. When we have played basketball, swam, tumbled, or run track, we have a better understanding of what it takes to perform at world-class levels and are all the more awestruck. And perhaps we have had dreams of “what if” or “I wish.” Whatever it is, the Olympics draws us to feel a bond with the athletes, wishing their success as people and not necessarily as national representatives. You know the TV stations are aware of this, so there are the feature stories about athletes that help us to see them as everyday people rather than strangers. I love the “Go World” Visa commercials, beautifully voiced by the wonderful Morgan Freeman:

Maybe it’s not where an athlete is from that makes us root for them; maybe it’s not the flag they bear or the anthem played when they win that makes us cheer. Maybe it’s simply because they are human, and when they succeed, we succeed.”

PS: We can all be inspired by this article from Fortune Watch concerning Michael Phelps and his success story.

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Lifewriting Old "War" Stories

Did your parents or grandparents ever repeat old “war” stories to you, so often you wanted to shut your ears? “I had to walk two miles to school in a snowstorm, uphill both ways!” “I had to get up before the sunrise every morning and help milk cows and feed chickens, THEN I went to school.” Or maybe they really were war stories. Whatever the stories were, they were repeated often enough that they lost their impact and became boring. Then come grandchildren. Guess what? Those stories are new again!

My sister was telling me that her husband, who had a colorful childhood, had told some of his stories enough that the kids would groan whenever he’d start up a memory. Personally, I love his stories as I rarely hear them. Despite the kids’ eye-rolling, his stories really were interesting and often amazing, something his future grandchildren would undoubtedly love to hear. Would they hear them from their parents? Maybe, but I wouldn’t count on it if the stories had lost their excitement. This is a great reason to write your stories down.

We cannot expect our children to pass on stories unless they were brought up in the storytelling tradition. We tend to find the stories we hear today, the lives we live today to be uninteresting, unimportant. We lived them, so what. Even my mother who survived WWII in Japan thought her stories were uninteresting – everybody she knew went through the same thing.

It is the future generation who will be interested in our stories. Tomorrow will bring progress, new methods, new technology, new history. Our yesterdays will become old history worth telling, worth saving. Old stories will be new again. If you write them, they will read. Maybe they’ll learn a new trick – like how to heat up a can of baked beans on the car engine during a road trip.

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War Stories

August marks the anniversary of the end of WWII. Our greatest generation is leaving us, so be sure to gather any survivors in your family, military or civilian, and hug them and listen to their stories. Each of those remaining in that generation is a living history book done in personal narrative – no dry facts, but fascinating and inspirational and tragic accounts of what really happened. Learn while you can.

Unfortunately, WWII is just one of many wars in history. We can learn from each of these wars and can only hope to use what we learn to prevent, manage or recover from other wars. What we don’t remember we are destined to repeat. Barry Yelton, author of Scarecrow in Gray: A Civil War Novel, writes a fine essay on his blog commemorating Robert E. Lee, a courageous, moral and religious man who chose to lead the fight of his people in the South but left us with some important lessons still pertinent today. Barry also wrote a beautiful poem to honor an elderly uncle, last remaining sibling of fourteen, who had war stories to tell. Stop by his blog for a thoughtful read.

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