A Historic Event

The family grows. The  fifth member of the third Canadian generation , a girl child,  has arrived. The grandchild of my first born. A week after his birthday.
Her name is Isla Mary Buck.
Two more are expected. One in December and another in Spring.
Cheyenne and Abigail will have a new sibling . The twins, Reid and Claire in Takoma Washington will also add a  member.    
Isla Mary  came a week early, weighs 6 pounds, seven ounces and measures eighteen inches long.
I expect they will know their great grandmother. Perhaps not well.
but well enough to be more than a hazy  memory.
About the time of her birth , a dozen or so "tablets" were given to a group of small children in Africa who may  never have an opportunity to attend school.
Within  five minutes,one discovered how to turn it on and showed  the rest.
Within days. they had learned the alphabet and how to write.
At the time of viewing the feature on television, they were  singing the alphabet, full of laughter and joy.
In a hut with bare feet and a dirt floor.
It confirmed an impression I have  had since my own children were born  that given  opportunity and encouragement, children will learn from their environment more than they learn  from adults. 
About the same time  Isla Mary was born , the United States of America was in the process of re-electing a Democratic President who happens to be black.
Billions of dollars were spent.
Something  was re-kindled that had  threatened to be doused. 
A flame giving  hope for children the world over 
That they might have an opportunity to grow and learn . 
Free from hunger and want. 
Free from war. 
In so doing, the world might become  a better place for children like Isla Mary Buck and her cousins.