Remembrance Day has come and gone in Canada (as has Veteran’s Day in the States), but this was something interesting that I was wanting to post up that appeared in the November 8th issue of the Outlook, the weekly newspaper I work at.
From The Friendship Book of Francis Gay, 2002
Monday, December 2
During the Second World War, Jennifer Stanley was a child who was a patient in a little cottage hospital in Lincolnshire.
On the wall opposite her bed, someone with an offbeat sense of humour had hung Jennifer’s gas mask. She was very ill; she wouldn’t eat; and she didn’t seem to be interested in anything, until one morning a little dove flew through the window and landed on the gas mask. Then it popped inside. Later, the dove flew out of the window again and vanished.
Every morning for three weeks the dove returned to the gas mask, and Jennifer, with something to hold her attention, began to perk up. Three dove’s eggs were found inside that gas mask a couple of weeks later.
That dove had unwittingly used the ugly symbol of war as a cradle for new life – and in the process had helped a little girl back to health and happiness.