Growing up in the United States, I often take our liberties for granted. Every year, I celebrate July 4th in the typical American way: fireworks. Sometimes with family, other times with friends. July 3rd always finds me scouring the local pages of my newspaper for the best fireworks displays. Being in Washington DC definitely has its benefits during Independence Day. The National Symphony Orchestra and top artists always perform a great show on the Capitol Lawn. Then to the backdrop of Tchaikovsky's 1812 overture, one of the most impressive fireworks displays wows audiences all over DC. The fireworks light up the foreground of the Washington Monument for a picture perfect evening.
But is that what Independence Day really is?
Prior to my venture to the Capitol lawn, I was lounging in my apartment taking care of some weekend type chores when my roommate said hi on his way out the door. He is Serbian, and he grew up under communist oppression. Though he's been in DC for a little while now, his enthusiasm for liberty is inspiring. In his thick French accent, he asked what I was doing for the day. I replied with my plans to attend the concert, then asked him what he was doing. His answer embodies how all Americans should feel. "I am going to celebrate my first Independence Day in the capital for the free world," he said.
The capital of the free world.
His first Independence Day.
What a powerful idea. Perhaps it would do us all some good to spend time with those celebrating their July 4th in America for the first time.
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