In Japan, students clean their own school.
Not because the school is too poor to hire janitors.
Because the floor you walk on is supposed to feel like yours.
The 8-year-old gets a rag.
The 13-year-old gets a broom.
The principal sweeps too, on Fridays.
Japan also has roughly 99 percent literacy
and one of the highest math scores
in the developed world.
Not because schools have more money.
Because students who scrub a floor at 8
do not feel above scrubbing a problem at 18.
Think about the last time you watched a child
refuse to pick something up because it wasn't theirs.
Think about who taught them that.
And who didn't teach them otherwise.
Japan built a different contract.
Not signed in pen.
Not enforced by punishment.
Just expected.
Of everyone.
Always. 🇯🇵
Ray Lambert had already been shot twice and blown up once before he ever set foot on Omaha Beach.
He had survived the invasion of North Africa in 1943. Then Sicily. Each time he had been wounded. Each time he had gone back. By June 6th, 1944, the 23-year-old Staff Sergeant and head medic of the 16th Infantry Regiment's 2nd Battalion was on his third invasion in two years. He had already won a Silver Star for running through German lines in North Africa to drag wounded men out.
He was not supposed to survive a third one.
Lambert landed in the first wave at Omaha Beach. Of the 31 men in his landing craft, only 7 survived the day. The other 24 were killed before they even reached the sand.
He started working immediately.
The first bullet hit his right arm and shattered the bone. He kept going. A second round tore through his right elbow as he was pulling a wounded soldier through the surf. He kept going. Something hit his leg and opened it down to the bone. He put a tourniquet on himself, injected himself with morphine from his own kit, and kept going.
He found a slab of concrete on the beach that offered a few inches of cover. He set up a treatment zone behind it, dragging men out of the water and working on them one by one under constant fire. That piece of concrete is still there today. People who visit Omaha Beach call it Ray's Rock.
Then a loose landing craft ramp swung loose in the surf and slammed into him. It broke his back.
He kept going.
Lambert lost count of how many men he treated. The official record credits him with saving at least 15 lives that morning. Other accounts say closer to two dozen. He worked until his body physically stopped, collapsing unconscious at the edge of the surf, bleeding from multiple wounds, his back broken, still in the water.
A doctor spotted him. A landing craft pulled him out.
Here is the part that does not feel real.
Lambert's brother, Euel, had also been wounded at Normandy that day. The two brothers were loaded onto the same evacuation landing craft. They were placed in the same wheeled ambulance. They were taken to the same tent hospital in England. They were brought into the same operating room at the same time.
Lambert spent almost a full year recovering before he could walk properly again.
He went home. He lived quietly for decades, rarely talking about what happened. In 2019, at the age of 98, he went back to Normandy and stood on the beach again. He published a memoir called Every Man a Hero. It became a New York Times bestseller.
In 2021, Ray Lambert died peacefully at home. He was 100 years old.
He had three invasions, four serious wounds, a broken back, a Silver Star, multiple Bronze Stars, multiple Purple Hearts, and two dozen men who came home because he refused to stop moving on the worst morning in American military history.
Today is June 6th.
Remember him.
@ClownWorld I have a sign posted at end of my short asphalt driveway that says, No Delivery Vehicles. This is because they will tear up the driveway. So, damn right they would get yelled at.
USA. The woman handed me my receipt and said, "Have a nice day!"
I froze. A command. From a stranger. With no time limit, and no clear conditions for success.
In my country, no one tells you to have a nice day. You are simply released into whatever day the heavens send. But here, this woman had issued an order, kindly, and looked me in the eye, and meant it. I could not fail her.
So I set out to have a nice day. On purpose. With everything I had.
I noticed a bird, and thanked it. I let four cars merge. I told a man his hat was excellent — it was. I drank a coffee slowly enough to actually taste it, which I had not done in nineteen years. Each small good thing, I added to the report I was building in my heart. For her.
By dusk I was exhausted from niceness. But I had done it. By direct order, I had had a nice day.
So I went back.
She was still at the register. I bowed deeply.
"I have completed it," I told her. "It was a nice day. I will remember it until the hour of my death."
She blinked. Then she laughed — the real kind — and said, "...aw. You just made MY day, man."
I had been sent to have a nice day. I returned having given one away.
So tell me, America.
You say it a hundred times a shift, and mean it lightly.
I heard it once, and obeyed it with my whole life —
and somehow we both ended the day a little better than we began it.
@TimRunsHisMouth What is he doing wrong? He is standing silently head bowed. He is not a US citizen. I would not expect him to place his hand over his heart. Do you expect me as a US citizen to sing God Bless the King if in attendance at a sporting event in England?
Islam has a problem with Gays, Jews, Sikhs, Christians, Buddhist, Hindus, Women, Non-Muslims, Atheists, beer, wine, bacon, and dogs
But if I have a problem with Islam, I'm the bigot and Islamophobic? Can you see how ridiculous it is?
@Notwokenow iPhones will be the downfall of civilization. Everyone acting out just in order to video themselves and post it hoping to get clicks. And some groups have lost the ability to interact with normal people.
A Muslim extremist in Austria has been convicted today by a jury in Vienna for plotting to attack Taylor Swift’s Era’s tour in August 2024. All her Austrian shows were canceled.
Swift has never spoken about the radical Islam that sought to kill her fans. Instead, she criticized then-candidate Trump and campaigned for Tim Walz.
Similarly, Ariana Grande never spoke out about radical Islam after her 22 young fans were blown up in Manchester at her show.
The bravest men America ever produced were never celebrities.
No followers. No podcasts. No fame.
Just rifles, brothers beside them, and a mission they were willing to die for.
Many never made it home.
Remember them today. 🇺🇸🙏
The sheriff in Butler County honored a young man who was NOT about to let a dude get away with robbing an elderly woman! Check this out.
The guy running out of the store just swiped a purse from an 83 year old lady.
This kid caught up to him and LAID THE SMACK DOWN.
Not only did the good guy not get arrested... he got HONORED. If this happened in NYC, the kid would have been the one charged.
#thinblueline #lawenforcement