BEAD PROJECT

We're stringing 970 five foot strands of 1000 beads each to mark estimated Iraqi civilian fatalities.

We're currently distributing bead kits (below). Each kit contains 2 empty strands, 2000+ clear and blue glass beads, and instructions. Each strand should take between one and a half and two hours to string.

Contact peaceworkwithbeads@greenvilleantiwarsociety.com to have one or more bead kits mailed to you.

Note to potential beaders- the beads are small enough to be problematic for small children to string, so maybe don't count on their direct participation.
Peace Worker:
Enclosed you will find 2 strands of line and slightly more than 2000 beads. When finished, each strand will represent 1000 Iraqis who have died as a result of the US invasion of their country. Based on the Lancet Study, estimated total Iraqi fatalities are projected to be 780,000 by March, so we will need 780 completed strands. The official US government estimate of Iraqi fatalities will be represented by a single empty strand.
1. The strands are slightly melted on one end to keep the beads on. The easiest way to string the beads is to place them in a
shallow container (a jar lid works well), and skewer them with the strand. Good light helps.
2. The beads spill easily and are difficult to find. One way to avoid losing beads is to place a sheet where they might fall.
3. Leave one bag width (6 1/2") of the strand end free of beads for attaching a hook. There will be approximately 1000 beads on the strand. Loosely knot the strand when finished to keep the beads on in transit.
4. Finished strands and excess beads may be returned to 10 Manly St., Apt. 3B, Greenville, SC 29601.
5. Questions? Contact Kathryn McDeed at peaceworkwithbeads@greenvilleantiwarsociety.com, or if you aren't online call 329-7488.
6. Plan to join us in Bergamo Square, Greenville, SC on March 18th for the Year 4 Candle Lighting. For current news and details, see www.greenvilleantiwarsociety.com.
Stringing Beads

Beading and reading, beading and waiting,
Beading and walking, beading and talking.

780 six-foot long strings of tiny seed beads,
A thousand beads, a thousand lives, a strand.

Four years of the deaths of innocents
In the land where the prophets walked,
In the war-torn land where our bombs are dropped.

Younger hands string intricate patterns of color,
Beautiful in their sorrow, delicate in their misery.

My knobby fingers and older eyes are slower,
More time to meditate, more time to pray,
More time for my mind to picture the lives.

Always seeing the living, never the dead.
The skin the color of coffee laden with milk,
The way I like it.

The eyes, deep and dark, and green and haunting,
And blue as the sky used to be.

The skin, wrinkled and dry on the grandparents held dear,
Living under the same roof to keep them close,
To keep them safe.

The newborn at his mother’s breast,
Clutching and clinging,
Tiny dreams never to be explored.

The children, big brothers and sisters in families, large.
The girls dressed in cloth of many colors,
The boys, handsome and strong,
At play, knowing and unsuspecting, happy and fearful.

Each bead is a face, beautiful, unique,
A mind, unexplored,
A life never lived.

Some beads stick together, bonded, unseparate,
A mother with her unborn baby, her firstborn or fourth.

Beads slide off the string and cling together,
A family unwilling to loose their embrace,
Even in death.

Beading and waiting,
Waiting for the beads to end,
For the ashes to be swept,
The guilt to be washed away,
Waiting and beading.

Those who think that guns and money hold power,
Have never felt the weight of one tiny bead.

Ann Oliver Cothran

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