America A country whose streets are paved with gold That gold being opportunity “If I say run, you run.” “If I say hide, you hide.” “If I say swim, you swim.” The journey is a difficult one It is a dangerous and treacherous and gut-wrenching ride People have been lost People will die Just to come to America. Land of the Free (some exclusions apply)
I wrote this for a Spanish class assignment, and I just thought I'd share it with you.
I was in sixth grade. I was sitting at the lunch table with my friends, just talking amongst ourselves. It seemed to be just like any other day, until I heard student after student being called to the office for "early dismissal." My sister and I, and my best friend were three of the very few who did not get dismissed that day. What happened between then and when I got home is a blur. I can remember not knowing what was going on; I can remember being so confused; I can remember the tears in my mother's eyes as she watched the news. I can very, very clearly remember watching the T.V. that night after dinner, and feeling an overwhelming sense Of loss.
I was ten years old, but I can remember tragically watching our buildings burn. I remember seeing people jumping out of buildings and falling to their deaths. I remember the clouds of smoke that hung so heavy in the air and that you could barely see anything but rubble and turmoil and death.
But it was that day at such a young age, I would learn: We are The United States of America and we proved on that day That "United We Stand" is not just a phrase that our country throws around lightly.
The men and women that were at Ground Zero that day and the months that would follow will forever remain Unsung Heroes in the hearts of every single American that was alive on September 11th, 2001, and the generations to come forever.