2001-09-15 / Letters

Youthful American Spirit

Youthful American Spirit

Dear Editor;

On September 11, I got up at 5:00am, and watched the gorgeous sunrise over the beautiful Twin Towers. I mumbled to myself, these are the finer things in life, and these are the things that make me want to remain the true New Yorker I already am.

It was after I got to school when I got the bone chilling news of what was going on outside the safety of the walls at Bishop Kearney High School. The news of airplanes flying into historical landmarks such as, the World Trade Center, and US Pentagon, intentionally seemed like a horrible nightmare.

Soon after the "Attack on America" the city that never sleeps fell into
darkness, rescue workers than began to search this once beautiful city for
people who may have had a chance to survive although they had been buried in over 50 feet of debris and ash.

As I sat in my house and watched the news or read the newspapers, I remember a country that used to be a picture of beauty. I remember a city that once was a landmark for all immigrants coming here for a chance to be free.  Now dreams have been shattered as buildings collapse one after another. The people of New York now know what tragedy feels like, and as the newspaper headlines read "It's war," I hope the people of the US and other countries understand and begin to sympathize with us.

Nostradamos' theories are a frequent topic of conversation on the World Wide Web.  He once said:  "In the city of God there will be great thunder, two brothers torn apart by chaos, while the fortress endures, the great leader will succumb." "The third big war will begin when the big city is burning."

"In the year of the new century and nine months, from the sky will come great terror . . . The sky will burn at forty-five degrees.  Fire approaches the great new city…" An explanation. Two Brothers:  the Twin Towers; Forty-five degrees:  New York is
Forty-one degrees latitude; Nine Months: September; of a new century:  2001.

I have been fortunate in learning that only two people close to me have
endured the pain of seeing what New York looks like up close and personal,
being that they are both fire fighters. My uncle remains in a nearby
hospital due to too much smoke inhalation.  My cousin's life has changed more and more with each unconscious/inanimate body he pulls from the rubble.

Many people today, and yesterday, have shed a tear over the loss of a family member or friend, the loss of a beautiful city, or just because this is the only the beginning of what the days, weeks, and months, will bring.

I would like to say rest in peace to all the innocent people brought to the
end of their tunnel, who are now embracing the light, due to the fact that
their plane was hijacked and that is what began this horrible nightmare.  I would also like to ask that all the people remember in their thoughts and prayers the people sacrificed, their families, and all the rescue workers and volunteers, who have to deal with the sorrow of losing a loved one, over the fight for Israel.

As President Bush said, "This is a fight between good versus evil, and good will prevail." Our country will never be the same, and the people will never be the same. New
York will never be the same, and I will never be the same.


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