nmah1952.xml

nmah1952.xml

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2002-09-09

On Tuesday, September 11, 2001 I was in school. It was just like any other day. I woke up, ate breakfast, brushed my teeth, you know like every other day. Around 8:30 AM we were in 1st hour social studies when our secretary walked in the room and whispered something to our teacher. Then he turned on the TV explaining what had happened. I didn't know what hit me. I was speechless.

My life hasn't really changed much since September 11th. Just here and there. I don't take every day for granted like I used to. I realized how lucky I am to have my mom and dad and my brother with me. I thank God for every day that I wake up and I live life to the fullest. Now I know my life can be snatched with each breath I take.

I think the heroes, and the people should be remembered. Everyone who helped in any way is a hero. Our class last year did a school project to donate the money to Afghanistan children who were in need. "Spare Change Can Change the World" was what we called it. I felt so good after we did that.

Well, our family sort of flew a flag after September 11th. We hung a little flag from the bottom of the bird house and we flew a American flag windsock from our garage light. Yes, I now respect the American flag more. It represents us, the people that didn't give up hope, "One Nation Under God".