That day in history…

There I was, sitting in a classroom, taking a test. As I pondered over the questions,  I rued myself for taking the honors Algebra class (FYI, I hate math).

The principal came over the intercom, and told all the teachers to stop what they were doing and turn on the TVs.

I was in the 8th grade at the time, carefree, and struggling to get good grades. As Mrs. Cox turned on the TV, I saw the reality of the situation. I saw replays of each plane crashing into the towers, I saw replays of people jumping out of 80 story windows. I saw cops, firefighters, and EMTs struggling to keep everyone safe, and keep those injured alive.

In an instant, where I had seen the blue uniforms of cops, tan coats of firemen, and the white shirts of EMTs, I saw nothing but dust and concrete as the towers fell.

I was only 13 at the time, but as soon the dust settled, and I realized those men and women were gone, I knew the world to be a much more serious place.

Thank you to those who make sacrifices everyday to keep this world a better place.


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