When I was only six years old, I climbed up to the top of the North tower two months before September 11. I remember it was a clear and sunny day. When I went up to the top, the entire rooftop was inside a cloud. I could barely see anything. Then I got the idea of hopping on the floor. Afterwards, I said, “This building will never come down”.
Two months later, I started the First Grade at Dutch Neck. It was three to four days before September 11.
On September 11, 2001, I ate breakfast which was eggs and milk. I rode the bus and came to school as usual. I sat down in my seat and prepared to for class. It was only first grade. I remember reading a book before the announcement came on. The secretary said, ” As of 8:45 of this morning, the North Tower of the World Trade Center was bombed”. At the sound of those few words, my hear dropped. I immediately though who would bomb the world trade center. I was young and I was a lot more tolerant than those Americans living in the Midwest. I had Muslim friends. I never thought of the connection because I knew at that point that the people who killed innocent people were not human and were not Muslims. They were a form of the devil. Osama Bin Laden self described himself as a Muslim, but in the Islamic faith, Muhammad would never call for violence against others. Muhammad taught peace and tolerance like Jesus.