Arise then...women of this day!
Arise, all women who have hearts!
Whether your baptism be of water or of tears!
"We will not have questions answered by irrelevant agencies,
Our husbands will not come to us, reeking with carnage,
For caresses and applause.
Our sons shall not be taken from us to unlearn
All that we have been able to teach them of charity, mercy and patience.
We, the women of one country,
Will be too tender of those of another country
To allow our sons to be trained to injure theirs."
From the voice of a devastated Earth a voice goes up with
Our own. It says: "Disarm! Disarm!
The sword of murder is not the balance of justice."
Blood does not wipe our dishonor,
Nor violence indicate possession.
As men have often forsaken the plough and the anvil
At the summons of war,
Let women now leave all that may be left of home
For a great and earnest day of counsel.
Let them meet first, as women, to bewail and commemorate the dead.
Let them solemnly take counsel with each other as to the means
Whereby the great human family can live in peace...
Each bearing after his own time the sacred impress, not of Caesar,
But of God -
In the name of womanhood and humanity, I earnestly ask
That a general congress of women without limit of nationality,
May be appointed and held at someplace deemed most convenient
And the earliest period consistent with its objects,
To promote the alliance of the different nationalities,
The amicable settlement of international questions,
The great and general interests of peace
Last night we attended the opening for the Virginia Hamilton Youth Art Show at our local library. (By the way, did you know that March is Youth Art Month ?) The art will be on display for a week, and the library is going to select at least one piece from the entries to buy for its circulating art collection. Jamie had a piece in this show! We forgot to photograph it or scan it before he entered it, so I can't show it here yet. At the opening, each artist had a chance to explain a little about her/his work, and Jamie spoke articulately and confidently about his. Friends and family attended and I hope he felt supported in his work. This was (I think) his first time for creating art under the pressure of a deadline and within the guidelines of a theme (folk tales or African American Freedom Trail).
We went downtown to the Dayton Public Library (after picking up Evan from his office for a little visit) to see the completed sand mandala. It was stunning, of course, and we were very glad Ryan was strapped into his stroller. THere was nothing preventing any child from hurling himself into the sand and destroying it prematurely. Evan was most impressed of all of us!
We thought about staying until 3 until the closing ceremony and decided against it. The library wasn't holding our attention and Ryan needed a nap.
Jamie started to watch this episode of Nova, Battle Plan Under Fire. I was half-listening, and decided to walk in and ask Jamie how he liked it. He looked unhappy - not devastated, but a little sad. He said "it's bad." I asked what he meant, and he explained that the technology was impressive, but the bombs were still bombs, and they hurt a lot of people.
I think the reality of our family's opposition to war has sunk in for Jamie, a little more today. I explained that the feelings he was having were the same feelings that motivated us to be sure our family participated in the public protests against the war, and he just nodded.
The boys and Evan attended Little Boy, a peace play produced by the YS Kids' Playhouse. Here they are at the performance.