Monday, September 11, 2006
Tragedy, when the moment's gone, and you can't go one, it's tragedy
Today is September 11.
Five years ago, the World Trade Towers collapsed due to terrorists. I remember almost everything I did that day.
I was 9 years old. I woke up, ate breakfast, started my schoolwork. All of the sudden, all the adults were in Aubrey and Dirk's room watching these two planes crash into these two towers. That meant little to me. After a while I asked my mom if she and I could go to the Lackland Base Exchange. She looked at me like I was crazy, saying that my dad wasn't even on the base yet, and he'd been on the road for hours (we lived like 30 away from the base). Several people tried to explain what had happened, that bad men had taken control of some planes and crashed them into the World Trade Towers. I didn't even know what those were. And why would they purposefully crash planes into some really big buildings? I didn't have the slightest clue what terrorism was. How did this all affect me? What could I do? Why did anyone expect me to care? My mom, dad, Aubrey, Dirk, and CJ watched the TV all day. My mom said we didn't have to finish our school that day. It was a long day. It took me about a year to finally realize what had happened. For the next few months, all my parents and older siblings talked about was terrorism and the 'Taliban' and some guy named Ben Laden. Who the heck was that??? Even at my church, that guy was the center of conversation. I understand it all now, and it seems like it was just last week. I can't believe it's been five whole years since so much destruction happened. I really want to go see the movie 'world trade center.' It's supposed to be really good.
Okay, just thought I'd write a bit. Leave me some nice comments:)
Love,
Susanna
"Congratulations cause we've made it all the way home, all the way home."
Five years ago, the World Trade Towers collapsed due to terrorists. I remember almost everything I did that day.
I was 9 years old. I woke up, ate breakfast, started my schoolwork. All of the sudden, all the adults were in Aubrey and Dirk's room watching these two planes crash into these two towers. That meant little to me. After a while I asked my mom if she and I could go to the Lackland Base Exchange. She looked at me like I was crazy, saying that my dad wasn't even on the base yet, and he'd been on the road for hours (we lived like 30 away from the base). Several people tried to explain what had happened, that bad men had taken control of some planes and crashed them into the World Trade Towers. I didn't even know what those were. And why would they purposefully crash planes into some really big buildings? I didn't have the slightest clue what terrorism was. How did this all affect me? What could I do? Why did anyone expect me to care? My mom, dad, Aubrey, Dirk, and CJ watched the TV all day. My mom said we didn't have to finish our school that day. It was a long day. It took me about a year to finally realize what had happened. For the next few months, all my parents and older siblings talked about was terrorism and the 'Taliban' and some guy named Ben Laden. Who the heck was that??? Even at my church, that guy was the center of conversation. I understand it all now, and it seems like it was just last week. I can't believe it's been five whole years since so much destruction happened. I really want to go see the movie 'world trade center.' It's supposed to be really good.
Okay, just thought I'd write a bit. Leave me some nice comments:)
Love,
Susanna
"Congratulations cause we've made it all the way home, all the way home."
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6 Comments:
wow. i remember that day really well to. no matter who you are terrorism has affected all of us, and that is why we, as followers of Christ need to take a stand against it. i appreciated your post shelley. i'll talk to you later.
~India
I was in my math class at school when we learned about it. Today, I was in math class at the same exact time.
I dont know,... it just feels so surreal. It always has.
Don't you know that 'till the stars fall, I will always love you, always love you....
Eisley=amazing.
I was in 6th grade and they wouldn't let us watch any news shows at the public school that I was goign to.
It was a crazy day.
Hey there beautiful.
Your post made me think of Ps. 91.
I was in school and michelle was traveling on a retreat when it happened. I remember wishing she was home. :) Praise God for sisters (Michelle, cj, beth, shelley...and all the rest) ;) I love you, Shells. Really miss you.
I remember Mrs Huber called us like right after I got up and said that a plane had crashed into the World Trade Center. We spent the day out in my dad's workshop watching the TV (cuz it was the only place here with the antenna)...it was scary/confusing all at once...
But it definatly made us stronger
thanks all you guys:)
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