God Bless America

Every year on this day I can't help but feel sad. It's hard to believe that nine years have already passed, especially since I can remember the day as if it were yesterday. On September 11, 2001, I was in fifth grade. The school I attended decided not to tell any of the students what was going on in case our parents didn’t want us to know, or in case they wanted to be the ones to tell us. However, I remember my afternoon teacher Mrs. Downey, who was usually very upbeat, acted very upset the whole day and barely taught us anything. When students asked her what was going on she told us that something very sad happened but that she wasn’t allowed to tell us what it was. I didn’t really think anything of this at the time. I was still very young and was really only thinking about what snack my grandma would have ready for me when I got home from school. When school ended and I went to get my backpack from my locker, I heard some kids talking. Apparently, one of the students walked past the teachers’ lounge and saw what they were watching on television. When I heard that a plane crashed into a building I immediately thought that it was sad, but that it must have been an accident. It wasn’t until I got home that I found out what really happened. I don’t think anyone will ever forget exactly where they were and what they were doing when they found out what happened. Nine years later, people my age are still remembering and putting statuses on facebook such as “God Bless America” and “Nine years and counting”. In fact, inspiration for this blog came from a video one of my friends posted to their facebook wall. I posted the link to the video below if anyone would like to see it. Let’s all remember the victims and their families today. God bless America.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1lKZqqSI9-s