Reflections on 9/11
On September 11, I remember being afraid to turn on my kitchen faucet. I actually thought the water might be poisoned. I know that sounds crazy, but that day we all thought that the United States was completely under attack, by unknown forces, who wanted us all dead. Yet in the next few days, I was moved by how much support for the U.S came in from all around the world. Many people didn't wish us dead, but indeed thought the U.S. was a place of hopes and dreams, and good people. ARE we a place of hopes and dreams, and good people?
Those folks on the plane that crashed in the middle of Pennsylvania instead of hitting the White House‚ I just imagine how they must have worked together to prevent further disaster. I wonder what I myself would have done if I had been on that plane, or in the World Trade Center. Would I have panicked? Or helped others? I don't need other people to see me as a hero if ever there were a crisis, but I sure hope I can keep calm and help others.
THE CROSSES THEY ARE BEAUTIFUL
At first, I had no thoughts of terrorism or war, only that an air traffic controller or a pilot had made areally bad mistake. When it dawned on me that this was a planned attack, that was when the fear hit.
To me it was interesting to see a piece of steel from the World Trade Center. Everyone remembers seeing tv footage of the towers collapsing, over and over. But seeing the actual steel makes the whole thing seem real and impossible at the same time.