Poems and Thoughts    by Frank Maurer

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The Scottish Bank. Every time I go into a bank, I remember an experience in Scotland. When Scotland was forced (1770) to join England--the new 'Britain'-- They were granted to maintain their healthcare, Educational system, and print their own currency. The English were always very 'particular' about receiving Scottish notes And often shamed people who used them in England. A father, sending his child off to school in England Was meticulous to make sure all the accompanying notes Were English to avoid embarrassment and delays. On that 'note', I shall continue to relate my tale. In a small town in Scotland, I needed to exchange my Traveler's Checks for notes. Britain uses both notes, theoretically, as completely equivalent. As the teller was counting out my 'pound-refund', I watched carefully if she would mix the notes--English and Scottish. Sure enough, the mixed pile built up and at that point, I called out loudly, "No, please, I want only Scottish notes!" Banking progress ceased for a moment and my surrounding patrons Immediately understood that this 'foreigner' Understood their historic humiliation. There were smiles and nods in my direction, conveying their gratitude! I left the bank, fulfilled that I had made A small positive mark on an oppressed people. Frank Maurer 20 April 2024 1750 Hours.