Happy Pearl Harbor Day
Since my mom is Japanese and was raised on Oahu when Pearl Harbor was bombed, I knew at a very young age exactly what Pearl Harbor was all about.My neighbor certainly didn't let us forget - How I remember the hilarity that ensued every December 7th of my youth, when he would play silly pranks on us to celebrate the occasion. One time after school, I remember being with my mom in the car going up the driveway, the automatic garage door opening to reveal a big sheet with the words, "WE WON!!!" spray-painted across it in large, black letters and the Japanese flag crudely drawn and crossed out. Oh, how we laughed! And how I looked forward to these shenanigans year after year!
Although the big surprises like that ended when I got older, we would still get a big box of donuts on our porch every year, with more messages encouraging us to remember Pearl Harbor written across the lid. How much sweeter all that sugar and dough made the memory stick with us!
When I buy a house, I hope to pass this wonderful tradition on to all the neighborhood Middle Eastern kids every September 11! Maybe with a big package of Cinnabon or Mrs. Field's cookies!!!
3 Comments:
Crazy Sun Valley people!
I cannot dispute that statement.
That is the stupidest and most innane thing I've ever heard of. I love how he totally negates the fact that YOU ARE AN AMERICAN!! Idiots. People make me sad sometimes.
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