“You can be sure that the American spirit will prevail over this tragedy.”
Today we watched a video, heard accounts, and viewed some pictures from the tragic event in New York City on September 11, 2001.
In remembrance of those who lost their lives, please leave your reflection on what you saw and heard today.
Here is mine:
September 11 Remembrance…
by Tisha Meadows
(Based on “He Remembers” by Paul Auster from The Invention of Solitude)
She remembers dropping off her daughter at school and heading to work across the Brooklyn Bridge, past Williamsburg, through Fort Green, and then on to Bedford-Stuyvesant. She remembers the kids in the halls lining up to go to their classes and the teachers still getting to know their names because everyone had just returned from summer break. She remembers the call-the frantic call; and she remembers how she stood shocked, stunned, and startled. She remembers the voices on the television that they found and had set up in the teacher’s lounge. She remembers the closing of the bridges and tunnels, and the parents who ran to recover their kids.
She remembers that she couldn’t do the same.
She remembers trying to make a call-a frantic call, but the lines were down, spirits were down. She remembers being herded out to the playground and watching in disbelief as the towers seemed to slip into the horizon, one by one. She remembers being stranded for two days in a borough that was not her own, in a house of friends, without her daughter, without her husband. She remembers the feeling of hopelessness and need to comprehend how and why.
And today, she still remembers.