In remembrance of 9/11. Tell me where you were that Fall morning of the attack. What you remember, and how you found out. America hurt that day. Let God and peace heal those wounds.
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My Day: I was getting ready for school. I was a sophmore in High School and it was my sweet 16th birthday. (I had an extra skip in my step). My best friend called me up. "Hey, Happy Birthday Linds. I think you should probably turn on the T.V."
Within seconds of watching T.V. my stomach dropped. It was bad. But I didn't know the full extent.
I got to school and went to my first class. Biology. (I sucked at sciences). Coach "P" taught the class. A man who took our learning very seriously, and never missed a beat. But also a man with the highest respect for our country, and the people that serve. The T.V. was on, and for the first time while students piled into the classroom, it was silent. Everyone took their seats, and not a word was said except maybe a few silent tears as we watched the WTC's fall.
I went home that day and lied on my bed and cried. How can there be that much hate in the world?How can that many people die? And I had watched it. I put a cd in and listen to the song, CHILDREN'S PRAYER. The song seemed to fit that day. A day I'll never forget."Time is passing. Yet, for the United States of America, there will be no forgetting September the 11th. We will remember every rescuer who died in honor. We will remember every family that lives in grief. We will remember the fire and ash, the last phone calls, the funerals of the children. "- President George W. Bush, November 11, 2001
I'll never forget the unity of our country. The feeling after that day. And the many flags that waved.