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	<title>Comments on: Izzeldin Abuelaish and Rembrance Day</title>
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		<title>by: Charlie Clark</title>
		<link>http://dennisgruending.ca/pulpitandpolitics/2009/11/11/izzeldin-abuelaish-rembrance-day/#comment-8623</link>
		<pubDate>Sun, 15 Nov 2009 03:01:15 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description>Hi Dennis, 

Thanks for sharing this thoughtful piece to think about during this time of Rememberance.  It is so remarkable and in many ways disruptive to today's dominant narrative of vengeance to hear Dr. Abuleish react to his tragedy with hope and forgiveness.  In Saskatoon this Rememberance day I was aware of a growing level of discussion among people about how to Remember without engaging in this call to arms that seems to be increasingly woven into the ritual. 

All the best, 

Charlie Clark</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Hi Dennis, </p>
<p>Thanks for sharing this thoughtful piece to think about during this time of Rememberance.  It is so remarkable and in many ways disruptive to today&#8217;s dominant narrative of vengeance to hear Dr. Abuleish react to his tragedy with hope and forgiveness.  In Saskatoon this Rememberance day I was aware of a growing level of discussion among people about how to Remember without engaging in this call to arms that seems to be increasingly woven into the ritual. </p>
<p>All the best, </p>
<p>Charlie Clark
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		<title>by: Jane Hilliard</title>
		<link>http://dennisgruending.ca/pulpitandpolitics/2009/11/11/izzeldin-abuelaish-rembrance-day/#comment-8567</link>
		<pubDate>Fri, 13 Nov 2009 17:48:02 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description>Hi Dennis
Thanks for this piece.  I heard an interview with Dr. Abuleish on the radio the other morning and he sounds like a remarkable man.  The path that he has chosen to follow seems to begin with what people have in common, rather than their differences.

Thanks also for the thoughtful reflection of Remembrance day.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Hi Dennis<br />
Thanks for this piece.  I heard an interview with Dr. Abuleish on the radio the other morning and he sounds like a remarkable man.  The path that he has chosen to follow seems to begin with what people have in common, rather than their differences.</p>
<p>Thanks also for the thoughtful reflection of Remembrance day.
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		<title>by: Hanns F Skoutajan</title>
		<link>http://dennisgruending.ca/pulpitandpolitics/2009/11/11/izzeldin-abuelaish-rembrance-day/#comment-8510</link>
		<pubDate>Thu, 12 Nov 2009 14:09:54 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description>I have always had a problem with Remembrance Day ceremonies as you do: they are always about us. As a minister I have been involved in ceremonies at a cenotaph but as they read out names I could not help but remember two of my uncles who were killed on the other side of the battle line. They had no option but to join the German army. A cousin of mine was a driver for a German General but one night in France he had had enough, got into the van and drove like crazy to surrender to the American forces. My father was a quality control engineer in a Canadian firm producing aircraft equipment that would be used to bomb our homeland. Father was also a member of the Hastings and Prince Edward Regiment, the Hastip.es. We were in Canada as refugees escaping Hitler's Gestapo who were looking for my father. Hitler and his horde  of thugs were always my greatest enemy. But I was never allowed to forget that there were humans on the other side. Life is not simple especially when it comes to life or death. My prayers for them had to be in silence</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I have always had a problem with Remembrance Day ceremonies as you do: they are always about us. As a minister I have been involved in ceremonies at a cenotaph but as they read out names I could not help but remember two of my uncles who were killed on the other side of the battle line. They had no option but to join the German army. A cousin of mine was a driver for a German General but one night in France he had had enough, got into the van and drove like crazy to surrender to the American forces. My father was a quality control engineer in a Canadian firm producing aircraft equipment that would be used to bomb our homeland. Father was also a member of the Hastings and Prince Edward Regiment, the Hastip.es. We were in Canada as refugees escaping Hitler&#8217;s Gestapo who were looking for my father. Hitler and his horde  of thugs were always my greatest enemy. But I was never allowed to forget that there were humans on the other side. Life is not simple especially when it comes to life or death. My prayers for them had to be in silence
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