From Harold Earls <[email protected]>
Subject It’s time to reclaim our classrooms
Date July 12, 2021 3:04 PM
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I was watching my boys play yesterday and I got to thinking about the world
they are growing up in. Violent riots in our communities, a crisis
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Friend,

Woke Democrats have hit a new low...

An elementary school teacher in Virginia got FIRED because he refused to lie
to his young students and tell them that a biological boy can be a girl if he
wants to.

What is this world the far-Left has created where teachers are forced to LIE
to kindergarteners about their bodies or else lose their jobs???

The first step in Marxism is to overhaul the educational system, which is why
conservatives must start speaking up and reclaim our classrooms!


RECLAIM OUR CLASSROOMS
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My name is Harold Earls, and I’m on a mission to do just that.

As a father of three, this issue is personal to me. I don’t want my boys to
grow up learning the woke propaganda Dems are trying to brainwash students
with, so I’m running for Congress to fight back against this indoctrination.

My race was named one of the top in the nation.

Conservatives can’t reclaim classrooms unless we flip this crucial
battleground seat.

I’m doing everything I can to secure a BIG win but I’m going to need all the
support I can get to make it happen.

Are you with me Friend?

Chip in to support Harold and stand with him in the fight to reclaim
classrooms across America from the radical Left.
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CHIP IN NOW
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My Georgia roots run deep. Nine generations deep, to be exact.

My mom was a teacher, my dad a pastor. Growing up, they taught me the
importance of faith, family, and freedom. Those values have been my compass in
life, guiding me through times of joy and pain.

But it was my Great Grandad who shaped me into the man I am today.

Harold senior was a decorated WWII veteran. When I was in 3rd grade, Great
Grandad said he wanted to show me something and pulled out a silver dollar that
had the eagle rubbed clean off with two sets of initials etched into the face.

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He told me that he and two buddies were at a bar one night before shipping out
to war, and they decided they would save the coin and buy each other a drink
once they returned home. He said that he rubbed that coin every day while he
was the tail gunner on a B52 flying bombing missions over Nazi Germany.

He handed me the coin and told me something I will never forget:

“Well Nubbin, there’s a reason why I still have this coin. But it helped me
pull through, even when the odds were stacked against me.”

As a 3rd grader, I didn’t fully grasp what he was saying. But I sure do now.

I decided to follow in my Great Grandad’s footsteps and join the military
after graduating high school. I went to West Point, where I gained a deeper
sense of service and duty to my country. It’s also where I fell in love with my
beautiful wife, Rachel.

After West Point, I went to Ranger School and became a Sentinel, serving as
the Commander of the Guard at the Tomb of the Unknown Soldier.



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During that time, I witnessed WWII vets summon every ounce of strength to rise
from wheelchairs so they could proudly salute the Unknowns as taps echoed
across row upon row of Arlington National Cemetery’s hills.

I knelt in the pouring rain to present our stars and stripes to mothers with
tears streaming down their faces.

I walked past headstones with crayon drawings from children that say “I miss
you.”

I realized what my Great Grandad was trying to teach me when he showed me that
coin all those years ago - just how much our freedomactually costs.

But at the same time, just across the Potomac, politicians were defacing the
very values the heroes I guarded died defending. They were applauding athletes
who knelt during our national anthem and rioters who burned our flag in the
street.

As I stood on our country’s most hallowed ground, I decided that I couldn’t
just sit idly by and watch it happen any longer.

That’s why I decided to run for Congress.

I know there’s a long road ahead and that things won’t be easy.

But I’m no stranger to doing hard things - whether it’s braving heatwaves,
blizzards, and everything in between to keep watch over our nation’s fallen
heroes, leading an Army team to the summit of Mt. Everest, or trying to get my
two boys to eat anything other than chicken nuggets for dinner.

I’m ready to put in the hours to win this election. But I’m going to need a
little help along the way, starting right now.

Friend, can I count on your support? >>>
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SUPPORT HAROLD
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If you are still reading this email, you see something in me.

I can promise you right now that no one will work harder than I will to earn
your vote and fight for you in Washington. That’s why I hope you will stand
with me today.

Sincerely,

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Harold Earls





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