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This thread is not intended to discuss politics, but to reflect.
It just dawned on me that tomorrow, it will have been 12 years since the 9/11 attacks on the World Trade Center. Every year, I try to think back to where I was, how I saw it happen, what I remember, what people said, everything.
I know that some of the folks on Iwaku are too young to really remember it, and that there are also a good portion who aren't from the US, and thus weren't as heavily affected by it. Nonetheless I'd still like to hear your stories about it if you recall them.
I was in 10th grade at the time, about 15 years old. I remember hearing about it on radio during the drive to school, but I was with our housekeeper in the car (who only spoke Chinese, no English) so I couldn't confirm with her about what had happened or what was really going on. I had marching band practice early before school started, and some of the other kids were talking about it but nobody seemed to really have a grasp on the magnitude of the situation.
Then I went to 2nd period, which for me was History, with a teacher I'm not very fond of. I still don't like her, but that day she was showing the news on TV in class and she said something which I have a lot of respect for. She said, "Remember this moment. You are watching history in the making right now. Years from now your kids will ask you about this day, about this moment. And you may not want to remember it right now, but if you don't, you will wish you remembered it then."
So I remembered. I still remember. Before 9/11, I didn't identify so strongly with the USA. Not out of disrespect or dissatisfaction, but I had just never even considered it or thought about it. When the country came under attack in a big way like that, I realized that indirectly, I had come under attack. And it's sad that it requires tragedy like that to ignite the flames of patriotism, but it just goes to show how adversity can bring people together. I'm not saying America is perfect; I'm not that foolish. I know the country has its flaws, and in some regards it has a long way to go. But there's no other place I'd be prouder to call home.
It just dawned on me that tomorrow, it will have been 12 years since the 9/11 attacks on the World Trade Center. Every year, I try to think back to where I was, how I saw it happen, what I remember, what people said, everything.
I know that some of the folks on Iwaku are too young to really remember it, and that there are also a good portion who aren't from the US, and thus weren't as heavily affected by it. Nonetheless I'd still like to hear your stories about it if you recall them.
I was in 10th grade at the time, about 15 years old. I remember hearing about it on radio during the drive to school, but I was with our housekeeper in the car (who only spoke Chinese, no English) so I couldn't confirm with her about what had happened or what was really going on. I had marching band practice early before school started, and some of the other kids were talking about it but nobody seemed to really have a grasp on the magnitude of the situation.
Then I went to 2nd period, which for me was History, with a teacher I'm not very fond of. I still don't like her, but that day she was showing the news on TV in class and she said something which I have a lot of respect for. She said, "Remember this moment. You are watching history in the making right now. Years from now your kids will ask you about this day, about this moment. And you may not want to remember it right now, but if you don't, you will wish you remembered it then."
So I remembered. I still remember. Before 9/11, I didn't identify so strongly with the USA. Not out of disrespect or dissatisfaction, but I had just never even considered it or thought about it. When the country came under attack in a big way like that, I realized that indirectly, I had come under attack. And it's sad that it requires tragedy like that to ignite the flames of patriotism, but it just goes to show how adversity can bring people together. I'm not saying America is perfect; I'm not that foolish. I know the country has its flaws, and in some regards it has a long way to go. But there's no other place I'd be prouder to call home.