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  Inspired by Scholastica   Immigration History All of us are descendants of immigrants except the Native Americans who were born here. Most of our ancestors came from Europe, Ireland, or Mexico. Some of them took the land from the Native Americans and relegated them to reservations. Even worse, some of our ancestors (often religious teachers) made the native children speak English and dress like the white children. They also removed them from their families and punished them if they spoke in their native tongue. Most of us are not proud of how some of our ancestors treated Native American children. We know that some of our white forebearers were cruel and inhumane to them. We are just beginning to acknowledge the mistreatment of Native American children and are trying to make some kind of restitution. Now our government wants to banish undocumented immigrants, many of whom have lived most of their lives in the U.S. Many immigrants have come here to flee violence and...
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    Inspired by Scholastica Hugging Trees Did you ever hug a tree?   Considering their value and beauty, we ought to promote tree hugging.   They provide oxygen to keep us alive and filter the poisons out of the air. They also purify our water and provide food for animals and humans.   In addition, they also provide homes for animals, wood for making houses, and shade on hot summer days. I’m sure the first farmers, fishermen, and lumbermen planted trees to provide for their livelihoods.   When they cut down too many trees, they found that they upset the balance of nature, and many trees died. Trees are essential to life, and I don’t think we could ever have too many. In the Amazon Rain Forest in South America, companies are cutting down trees and ruining the natives’ source of food and homes for the variety of animals that live there. The rain forest also provides 20 percent of the world’s oxygen and has the most biodiversity in the world. More than...
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  Inspired by Scholastica     Bent-Over Woman   When [Jesus] laid his hands on her, immediately she stood up straight and began praising God. (Luke 13:13)   The synagogue leaders shun me, deem me demented, possessed by demons. Stooped in body, crushed in spirit, I hobble to the synagogue, hidden, eyes riveted to the ground. Then the Master calls me; hesitant, I shuffle toward him, dazed and fearful, unable to lift my head.   Jesus touches me and I feel my body straighten, my eyes lift to see his face. Joy floods my soul. Amazing the crowd, I can stand up again after eighteen years of being horizontal to the ground. He calls me a “daughter of Abraham,” making me part of the family of Israel .   Jesus defied Jewish law by speaking to me, a woman, in public, touching me, curing me on the Sabbath. He stood up for me and for all those bent over by injustice, hatred, fear or sickness. For when one is cru...