that morning, i was listening to the radio while getting ready for another day of 6th grade. the dj's were talking about this twin tower that had been hit by an airplane in new york. i didn't think their joke was very funny. i finally went and asked my mom what the twin towers were and she asked me why. suddenly our whole house was listening to that radio.
i went to school and spent the rest of the day watching the news on channel 1. as a little girl who had just gotten back from a year in the war torn country of israel, i couldn't figure out why this was such a big deal. if something similar to this happened every week in israel, it shouldn't be that weird that it would happen in america. but it did scare me to think that the war had followed us back to america.
because this is such a rare event in our country, i hope we never forget and try to live our lives in such a way that other countries can respect us, rather then hate us.
"in memory of our God, our religion, our freedom, and our peace, our wives, and our children"
-captain moroni
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