Wednesday, September 11, 2002
An Explosion of Metal this day One Year Ago
I'm wearing a black pin with the American Flag on it. It's attached to my ID strap and it's in memory this week for the tragic events of last year. In the lives that were lost I pray today for. In the lives that were touched by this event, I pray for them to. It's the one year anniversary of that disaster. That attack on America...
It feels weird doing this in the Philippines. The American Patriotic side of me has never given up. When I arrived in the Philippines I was fully patriotic and supporting the American dream. Whether it was dirty deep down those teenage American lifestyles towards the bright side with the Stateside' rich history of hard work and excellence. I didn't care. I was born and raised in the States and learned to admire that culture.
If in 1998 I was blind of how unique and beautiful the Philippine culture was, then basically now I've opened up. I'm proud to have these two cultures as a part of me. So don't get any ideas that I'm going all American here. That's impossible. I'm Filipino by blood! I'm only going Filipino-American here. And If a tragedy struck the Philippines while I was in the states, I would wear a Pin of the Philippine Flag proudly too in remembrance.
I witnessed history in the making. I mean we all did. I remember that night I was with Bryan on the way home. It was before 9 o'clock in the evening. I arrived home, turned on the TV in my room, and saw an airplane had struck the first tower. At first I thought it was some tragic accident. But the truth was it wasn't. When the 2nd one crashed, the world was shocked and media speculation was that these crashes are Terrorist Attacks.
Then the 3rd crashed...
And then the 4th...
In the first victims of a 21st century war...
The 18 Filipinos involved...
The 3,000 people that perished in the flames...
We remember you today.
I'm wearing a black pin with the American Flag on it. It's attached to my ID strap and it's in memory this week for the tragic events of last year. In the lives that were lost I pray today for. In the lives that were touched by this event, I pray for them to. It's the one year anniversary of that disaster. That attack on America...
It feels weird doing this in the Philippines. The American Patriotic side of me has never given up. When I arrived in the Philippines I was fully patriotic and supporting the American dream. Whether it was dirty deep down those teenage American lifestyles towards the bright side with the Stateside' rich history of hard work and excellence. I didn't care. I was born and raised in the States and learned to admire that culture.
If in 1998 I was blind of how unique and beautiful the Philippine culture was, then basically now I've opened up. I'm proud to have these two cultures as a part of me. So don't get any ideas that I'm going all American here. That's impossible. I'm Filipino by blood! I'm only going Filipino-American here. And If a tragedy struck the Philippines while I was in the states, I would wear a Pin of the Philippine Flag proudly too in remembrance.
I witnessed history in the making. I mean we all did. I remember that night I was with Bryan on the way home. It was before 9 o'clock in the evening. I arrived home, turned on the TV in my room, and saw an airplane had struck the first tower. At first I thought it was some tragic accident. But the truth was it wasn't. When the 2nd one crashed, the world was shocked and media speculation was that these crashes are Terrorist Attacks.
Then the 3rd crashed...
And then the 4th...
In the first victims of a 21st century war...
The 18 Filipinos involved...
The 3,000 people that perished in the flames...
We remember you today.
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