my ukulele

I play the ukulele. This time of year the patriotic songs come out. Most of them are marches – It’s a Grand Old Flag, Yankee Doodle. The ukulele is not meant to play marches. Bring your trumpet and your drum if you want to march down the street with a flag because a uke won’t do the job.

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Author: Virginia DeBolt

Writer and teacher who writes blogs about web education, writing practice, and pop culture.

3 thoughts on “Patriotic”

  1. The skirl of the pipes, roll of the drums, sing to us, seep into the blood, stirring centuries-old energy. Feeling, knowing, believing where you belong. Almost tangible, very present. Your mind conjures luscious green hills, sweeps upwards to powerful dark grey mountains. You feel a strong sense of safety.

  2. The United States is currently in a convulsed state. Lack of leadership is more prevalent than ever, but the patriotic spirit of the American people is always brought forth on the festivities of the fourth of July holiday. it’s a reminder that we musn’t take freedom for granted.

  3. The ukulele remained in his suade covered rocking chair, day after day, month after month, year after year. She couldn’t find the strength to go near it, much less move it. It belonged to her late husband, Peter Gibons, one of the thousands killed in the Twin Tower Tragedy.

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