2. I remember rushing home and I cried all the way home, not knowing what is going on. I missed my Dad in Florida and worried sick about those in the States I knew. All kinds of crazy thoughts came to me and all I could do was crying. I remember crying all night, watching CNN and BBC back and forth. I was completely horrified. I think I was glued to TV all night, sobbing, and very few words were spoken among my family that night.
3. I remember the firefighters and the rescue teams and the sacrifices they made for this country and the people. They are the most self-less and brave people I know. Enough said.
4. I remember little children and people in Middle East dancing and rejoicing in the streets. I was angry at them back then, but looking back, I’m saddened for them for being blinded by lies….
5. I remember the world trade center before the attack. I was lucky enough to visit the building few years before the attack and when I visited the ground zero in 2004, it was a totally different experience. It was sad indeed but not without hope and though it’s not my own, I was proud for this country and people who call themselves Americans.