3 May 2011
9-11! It was a warm day, but something seemed off. I was in the forth grade and I didn't understand what was wrong, but I knew that something was not right. My peers were being called out of class one by one, not returning, they were being sent home. The playground was empty, and almost half of my class was gone. The teachers were having private meetings in the halls and whispers filled the classrooms. No one would share the secret that would bond us for the next ten years, possible more. After returning from lunch my teacher, Mrs. Morgan stood in front of the classroom fearful of her next words. She struggled to find the words to tell twenty ten year olds what tragic has just occurred. Understanding what terrorism, war, fear, hatred, and why the world we were just starting to know was coming to an end. The room was quiet, not sure how to react, not sure what to react to. We spent an hour asking questions, who, what, where, when, and the question no one could answer...why? I remember going home to find my mom sitting on the couch, watching the Twin Towers fall over and over again. Every channel replayed the proof that America, my home, my world, my once safe haven, was no longer safe, no longer what I thought it was. Now, remember this is before I learned world history, this is before I understand war, and this is way before I was able to form an opinion.
1 May 2011! But now, almost ten years later, the child ideal I held on september 11, 2001 are back and screaming, USA...USA...USA! As I sat in my dormroom with my roommates I couldn't help but smile. It's morbid to delight in the death of another man, but lets be real. Osama Bin Laden was no man, he was a demon, satanist, but more importantly a terrorist! America doesn't negotiate with terrorist, we take no prisoners! I have always been a supporter of the war. If you don't stand for something, you fall for anything. America stands for freedom, and agaisnt terrorist acts, so we fihgt to uphold those values. I believe that even if you don't support the war, you support the men fighting that war. Those men and women are fighting for each one of us. Fighting for the values that makes this country so great, and if you disagree with America being teh greating country on earth, then there's the door. I will gladly pay for your plane ticket to any other country, but you have to promise me this one minor thing...don't ever come back, don't even follow our story or claim our glory, no longer call yourself an American, find your own heiratage! For I am not Italain, German, Polish, Czechoslovakian, or Irish, those are the heiratage of my ancestors, I am American and damn proud! As a supporter of my soldiers, the men and women who selfishlessly fight and die for me and you! So, thank you! The Navy, Army, Airforce, Marines, Coast Guards, Marines, National Guard, and the ROCT boys (who are willing and ready to fight), Thank You and God Bless!!!!!
Love,
Land of the free and home of the brave...don't mess with America!
This is really well written, are you sure you don't want to add English to your already long list of majors/minors?
ReplyDeleteThis was a great post I especially like everything you mentioned in the last paragraph. couldnt have said it better myself
ReplyDeleteKatie- No I don't think I'll be adding English to my long list of majors. However, my journy of higher education is still young and no decisions have been set into stone. So don't judge if english is added. I doubt I'll add it but who knows, I might remain writting even after this class.
ReplyDeleteKyle-Thank you! I tried hard to embody what the masses felt byt were afraid or didn't know how to say.