When I see the American flag, I feel our country’s history.
I’m lying in silence at Lexington, waiting in tense anticipation for the first order to be given. I can practically feel the fear rolling off of my fellow men. But I can also feel hope; a sense of reckless ambition and a fierce loyalty to our cause that will enable us to lay down our lives, without hesitation, for the freedom we know all men deserve. I hear that first shot, and then the sound of my own voice joined in a furious uproar with the men who share my vision; the sound of freedom. I know we will fight, and I know we will win.
When I see the American flag, I understand our country’s present.
I understand the love of country that drives thousands of brave men and women to give their lives to defend our country; I grasp the enormous importance of their sacrifice and the necessity of their mission: to preserve the democracy and freedom that represents and makes America. My highest goal is to someday be counted among their ranks; to me there is no higher honor.
When I see the American flag, I feel the promise of our country’s future.
I see the beauty of a system that allows me to succeed based on my own ability, and I feel the hope that accompanies that promise. I feel a responsibility to those who will come after me, and I am inspired by those who have come before; I will live up to their legacy. I will not waste the potential that their sacrifices have allowed me to have; I will not take my liberty for granted.
When I see the American flag, I see what has been and what could be, and I am inspired to undertake the task of preserving the unprecedented freedom that only America provides.
I’m lying in silence at Lexington, waiting in tense anticipation for the first order to be given. I can practically feel the fear rolling off of my fellow men. But I can also feel hope; a sense of reckless ambition and a fierce loyalty to our cause that will enable us to lay down our lives, without hesitation, for the freedom we know all men deserve. I hear that first shot, and then the sound of my own voice joined in a furious uproar with the men who share my vision; the sound of freedom. I know we will fight, and I know we will win.
When I see the American flag, I understand our country’s present.
I understand the love of country that drives thousands of brave men and women to give their lives to defend our country; I grasp the enormous importance of their sacrifice and the necessity of their mission: to preserve the democracy and freedom that represents and makes America. My highest goal is to someday be counted among their ranks; to me there is no higher honor.
When I see the American flag, I feel the promise of our country’s future.
I see the beauty of a system that allows me to succeed based on my own ability, and I feel the hope that accompanies that promise. I feel a responsibility to those who will come after me, and I am inspired by those who have come before; I will live up to their legacy. I will not waste the potential that their sacrifices have allowed me to have; I will not take my liberty for granted.
When I see the American flag, I see what has been and what could be, and I am inspired to undertake the task of preserving the unprecedented freedom that only America provides.
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