Oklahoma

I want to talk about my great home state of Oklahoma today.
Every day I am inundated with people saying derogatory things about my home state. I want to correct some misconceptions.
First off let me state that even though I have chosen not to live in Oklahoma I am an Oklahoman, by birth and by choice. I am proud to be associated with the great state of Oklahoma and I am going to tell you why.
First off Oklahomans are a rare breed of individuals, they are kind, considerate, and helpful and there with a helping hand anytime anyone is in need.
Oklahoma was the first state to send help to New York after 9-11, you see the wonderful people of Oklahoma had already been through a terrible terrorist attack and survived. Not only survived, but persevered, you see we are an amazingly resilient people. If you have never been to the Oklahoma City Memorial, go, it will be well worth the trip.
My parents were native Oklahomans as well; I learned from them what it means to be an Oklahoman. It means being a survivor. They both grew up during the depression. They had no bitter memories from the experience; they talked of helping their neighbors, of making do, of stretching the dollars they didn’t have. They gave me a sense of pride in the fact that I come from a people that not only can survive a crisis, they can survive with their dignity intact. And their helpful spirit, their ability to see the good in others. Their innate ability to see that the worst has not happened and anything can be fixed with a little laughter, a little elbow grease and a lot of perseverance.
I love going back home, the minute I cross that state line into Oklahoma I am a different person, and I am at once more relaxed and for some reason have an accent. I can’t explain it, I don’t try, and I just go with it.
I especially love going back to Owasso. Although it has changed so much since I have been gone, it is still the same in a lot of ways. The people are still friendly, the atmosphere is still hometown magic, and they still welcome me with open arms.
My best friend Tammi still lives in Oklahoma; we have been best friends since we were 13. She is still the person who knows everything there is to know about me and still loves me. How many people can say they have a best friend like that? Well this Oklahoman can.
I know what you are thinking, there has to be some negatives, well there probably is, however, I choose to ignore them.
One last thing, GO OU!

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