Reflections on 9/11
The attack on the World Trade Center towers introduced me to the word ""terrorist"". As a 7th grader, I didn't realize the dangers that we (the human race) are all constantly subjected to. It opened my eyes with worry.
I think that 9/11 proved that a true hero is anyone who is willing to put others above their own fears. 9/11 also proved that crying wasn't a sign of weakness, but a sign of strength and love.
the memory is as haunting as seeing it happen
The pictures of empty shœs and stroller stung my heart.
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.