That day at school was a somber one. My Spanish teacher made us all stand in a circle and hold hands and told us how much she loved us. Other classes were spent talking about what had happened, the television in every classroom was turned on to the newsm and teachers explained who Osama bin Laden was.
Crazy how one morning can change the country and so many lives. I've never seen so much patriotism in my life....I had never felt so proud to be an American.
We can always be sad and furious at those inhumane humans who did this to us, or we can choose to see this as a victory. We didn't falter after those attacks were made....we could have easily thrown our hands in the air....been afraid to fly....and targeted every person who looked like a terrorist....but we didn't.
Sure, justice was done just a few months ago when bin Laden was killed.
However our true victory was when brave men and women went into that burning building to save people they didn't know. Those bad-ass passengers on Flight 93 who didn't go down without a flight, possibly preventing their flight from going into the Capitol. Kind civilians who opened their homes to those in need....THAT'S A VICTORY.
We got the ultimate revenge.