Wednesday, August 27, 2008

Michelle Obama- At The Democratic National Convention

Michaelle Obama gives speech that rocks the Pepsi Center at Democratic Convention

By Michelle Obama
As you might imagine, for Barack, running for president is nothing compared to that first game of basketball with my brother, Craig. I can't tell you how much it means to have Craig and my mom here tonight. Like Craig, I can feel my dad looking down on us, just as I've felt his present in every grace-filled moment of my life.

At six-foot-six, I've often felt like Craig was looking down on me too, literally. But the truth is, both when we were kids and today, he wasn't looking down on me. He was watching over me. And he's been there for me every step of the way since that clear February day, 19 months agos when, with little more than our faith in each other and hunger for change, we joined with my husband, Barack Obama, on the improbable journey that's brought us to this moment.

Democrat nominee Barack Obama is surprise guest at Pepsi Center in Denver

But each of us also comes here tongiht by way of our own improbable journey. I come here tonight as a sister blessed with a a brother who is my mentor, my protector and my lifelong friend. I come here as a wife who loves my husband and believes he will be an exgraordinary president. I come here as a mom whose girls are the heart and center of my world. They're the first thing I thnk about when I wake up in the morning and the last thing I think about when I go to bed at night. Their future and all our children's future is my stake in this election
And I come here as a daughter raised on the south side of Chicago by a father who was a blue collar city worker and a mother who stayed at home with my brother and me. My mother's love has always been a sustaining force for our family and one of my greatest joys is seeing her integrity, her compassion and her intelligence reflected in my own daughters.

My dad was our rock. Althought he was diagnosed with mutiple sclerosis in his early thirities, he was our provider, our champion, our hero. As he got sicker, it got harder for him to walk. It took him longer to get dressed in the morning. But if he was in pain, he never let on. He never stopped smiling and laughing, even while struggling to button his shirt, even while using two canes to get himself across the room to give my mom a kiss. He just woke up a little earlier and worked a little harder.

He and my mom poured everthing they had into me and Craig. It was the greatest gift a chld can receive; never doubing for a single minute that you're loved and cherished and have a place in this world . And thanks to their faith and hard work, we both were able to got on to college.

So I know firsthand from their lives and mine that the American dream endures. And you know, what struck me when I first met Barack was that even though he had this funny name, even though he'd grown up all the way across athe continent in Hawaii, his family was so much like mine. He was raised by grandparents who were working class folks just like my parents and by a single mother who struggle to pay the bills, just like we did. Like my family, they scrimped and saved so that he could have opportunities they never had themselves.

And Barack and I were raised with so many of the same values; that you work hard for what you want in life; that your word is your bond and you do what you say your'e going to do; that you treat people with dignity and respect, even if you don't know them and even if you don't agree with people with dignity and respect, even if you don't know them.

And Barack and I set out to build lives guided by these values and pass them on the next generation, because we want our children and children in this nation to know that only limit to the height of your achievements is the reach of your dreams and your willingess to work for them.
And as our frinedshp grew and I learned more about Barack, he introduced me to the work he'd done when he first moved to Chicago after college. Instead of heading to Wall Street, Barack had gone to work in neighborhoods devastated when stelel plants shut down and jobs dried up.
Female Airforce Pilots are serving in Iraq just like other Americans.

And he'd been invited back to speak to people from those neighborhoods; about how to rebuild
their community. The people gathered together that day were ordinaary folks, doing the best they could to build a good life. They were parents living paycheck to pay check, grandparents trying to get by on a fixed income, men frustratated that they couldn't support their families after their jobs disappeared. Those folks weren't asking for a handout or a shortcut. They were ready to work.

They wanted to contribute. They believed, like you and I believe, that America should be a you can make it if you try. Barack stood up and day and spoke words that have stayed with me ever since. He talked about the world as it is and the world as it should be. And he said that all too often we accpt the distance between the two and settle for the world as it is, even when it doesn't reflect our values and aspirations.
But he reminded us that we know what our world should look like. We know what fairness and justice and opportunity look like. And he urged us to believe in ourselves, to find the strength within ourselves to strive for the world as it should be.
And isn't that the great American story? It's the story of men and women gathered in churhes and union halls, in town squares and high school gym, people who stood up and marched and risked everything they had, refusing to settle, determined to mold our future into the shape of our ideals.
It is because of their will and detemination that this week we celbrate two anninversaries; the 88th anniversary of women winning the right to vote and the 45th anniversray of that hot summer day when Dr. King lifted our sights and hearts with his dream for our nation.

I stand here today at the crosscurrent of that history, knowing that my piece of Amerian dream is a blessing hard won by those who came before me. All of them, driven by the same conviction that drove my dad to get up an hour early each day to painstakingly dress himself for work
The Electoral College from Florida hold signs "Obama-Unity"
The same conviction that drives the men and woman. I'be met all across this country, people
who work the day shift, kiss their kids goodnight and head out for thenight shift without disappointment, without regret. That good night kiss a reminder of everything they're working for.

The military families who say grace each night with an empty seat at the table, the servicemen and women who love this country so much, they leave those they love most to defend it. They young pe9ple acreoss America serving our communities teaching children, cleaning up neighborhoods caring for the least among us each and every day.
People like Hillary Clinton, who put those 18 million cracks in the glass ceiling, so that our daughaters and sons can dream a little bigger and aim a little highter. People like Joe Biden, who's never forgot-ten where he came from and never stopped fighting for folks who work long hours and face long odds and need someone on their side again.
All of us driven by a simple belief that the world as it is just won't do. That we have n obligation to fight for the world as it should be. That is the thread that connects our hearts. That is the thread that runs throught my journey and Barack's journey and so many other improbable journeys that have brought us here tonight, where the currrent of history meets this new tide of hope.
Senator Hillary Clinton speaks at DNC in Denver

That is why I love this country. And in my own life, in my own small way, I've tried to give back to this counrty that has givenme so much. That's why I left a job at a law firm for a carrer in public service, working to empower young people to volunteer in their communities.

Because I believe that each of us--no matter what our age or background or walk of life each of us has something to contribute to the life of this nation. It's a belief Barack shares, a belief at the hear of athe life's work. It't what he did all those years agao on the streets of Chicago, setting up job triaining to get people back to work and after school programs to keep kids safe, working block by block to help people lift up their families.
It's what he did in the Illinois Senate, moving people from welfare to jobs, passing tax cuts for hard-working families and making sure women get equal pay for equal work. It's what he's done in the United States Senate, fighting to ensure the men and women who serve this country are welcomed home not just with medals and parades, but with good jobs and benefits and health care, including mental health care.

That's why he's running to end the war in Iraq responsibly, to build an economy that lifts every family, to make health care available for every American and to make sure every child in this nation gets a world-class education all the way from preschool to college.

That's what Barack Obama will do as President of the UnitedStates of America. He'll achieve these goals the same way he always has--by bringing us together and remaining as how much we share and how alike we really are.

You see Barack doesn't care where you're from, or what your background is, or what party, if any you belong to. That's not how he sees the world. He knows that thread that contact us our blief in America 's promise, our commitment to our children's future--is strong enough to hold us together to one nation even when we disagree.
It was strong enough to bring hope to those neighborhoods in Chicago. It was strong enough to bring hope to the mother he met worried about her chld in Iraq; hope to the men who's unemployed, but can't afford gas to find a job, hope to the student working nights to pay for her
sister's health care, sleeping just a few hours a day.
And it was stong enough to bring hope to people who came out on a cold Iowa night and became the first voices in this chorus for change that's been echoed by millions of Americans from every corner of this nation. Million of Americans wh know that Barack understands their dreams that Barack will fight for people like them and that Barack will finally bring the change we need.
And in the end, after all tha's happened these pass 19 months, the Barack Obama I know today is the same man I fell in love with 19 years agao. He's the same man who drove me and our new baby daughter home from the hospital 10 years ago ths summer, including along at a mails pace, peering anxiously at us in the rearview mirror, feeling the whole weight of her future in his hands, determined to give her everything eh'd stuggled in hand for himself, determined to give her what he never had, the affirming embrace of a father's love.
And as I tuck that little girl and her little sister into bed at ngiht, I think about how one day, they'll have families of their own, And one day, they--and your sons and daughaters-- will tell their own chkldren about waht we did together in this eleciton. They'll tell them how this time we listened to our hopes, instead of our fears. How this time, we decided to stop doubing and to start dreaming.
After Senator Obama accepted the nomination as "President of the United States" at The Invesco Field Mile High Football Stadium. This was the finale of the Democratic National Convention in Denver, Colorado. The DNC held its meeting for new officers Friday morning, closing the historical convention which nominated the first African American as 'president."

How this time, in the great country, where a girl from the south side of Chicago can go to college and law school and the son of a single mother from Hawaii can go all the way to the White House. We committed ourselves to building the world as it should be.

So tongiht, in honor of my father's memory, and my daughters' future, out of gratitude to those who trump we mark this week and those who everyday sacrifaces have brought us to this moment, let us devote ourselves to finishing their work. Let us work together in fulfill their hopes and let us stand together to elect Barack Obama President of the United States of America.

Thank you, God bless you, and God Bless America.

Friday, August 22, 2008

Wrigley Bulletin Reports from Denver,Colorado

This is a picture of the Colorado State Capital in Denver. The Wrigley Bulletin and News has come to Denver to cover the National Democratic Convention. The staff is arriving. Lee Davis, publisher, Michael James Political Editor, Sadie Kimbrew Delegate journalist, Mary Allen California Democratic journalist, James Groomes staff photographer, Jesse Johnson Political Strategist, and Wanda Pope state to state photo journalist are here