Saturday, September 11, 2010

September 11th

9 years ago. Theres a lot I can say about that day. I didn’t fully understand at first. I guess I didn’t comprehend it all at once. But I knew it was terribly sad and it frightened me. My grandma was on a plan at the time, and I was scared for her, I was scared for all the people in the twin towers, I was scared of the terrorists that did it. I looked at the tears coming from my moms eyes, and they fell from mine to. Later my fright turned to anger. Anger towards the bad men that would do that to MY country. That caused SOOO many mommy’s and daddy’s to be killed. I thought of my mom and dad and how I would feel if I had gone to school that day. And then found out that my parents were dead. Killed by terrorists who crashed their airplanes into the building where they worked. Theres so many aspects that you could dwell on that would evoke so many different emotions. But I’ll never forget one day sometime after I was working in the kitchen with my mom. The boys were fighting and making tons of noise, and we had the radio on, and this song came on, our household stopped in dead stillness as we listened to the song and cried our eyes out. The song is “where were you” By Alen Jackson. I know it’s a country song. But I still wanted to post it in memory of that day

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Where Were You by Alan Jackson


Where were you when the world stopped turning that September day
Out in the yard with your wife and children
Working on some stage in LA
Did you stand there in shock at the site of
That black smoke rising against that blue sky
Did you shout out in anger
In fear for your neighbor
Or did you just sit down and cry

Did you weep for the children
Who lost their dear loved ones

And pray for the ones who don't know
Did you rejoice for the people who walked from the rubble
And sob for the ones left below


Did you burst out in pride
For the red white and blue
The heroes who died just doing what they do
Did you look up to heaven for some kind of answer
And look at yourself to what really matters

I'm just a singer of simple songs
I'm not a real political man
I watch CNN but I'm not sure I can tell you
The difference in Iraq and Iran
But I know Jesus and I talk to God
And I remember this from when I was young
Faith hope and love are some good things he gave us
And the greatest is love

Where were you when the world stopped turning that September day
Teaching a class full of innocent children
Driving down some cold interstate
Did you feel guilty cause you're a survivor
In a crowded room did you feel alone
Did you call up your mother and tell her you love her
Did you dust off that bible at home
Did you open your eyes and hope it never happened
Close your eyes and not go to sleep
Did you notice the sunset the first time in ages
Speak with some stranger on the street
Did you lay down at night and think of tomorrow
Go out and buy you a gun
Did you turn off that violent old movie you're watching
And turn on "I Love Lucy" reruns
Did you go to a church and hold hands with some stranger
Stand in line and give your own blood
Did you just stay home and cling tight to your family
Thank God you had somebody to love

I'm just a singer of simple songs
I'm not a real political man
I watch CNN but I'm not sure I can tell you
The difference in Iraq and Iran
But I know Jesus and I talk to God
And I remember this from when I was young
Faith hope and love are some good things he gave us
And the greatest is love

I'm just a singer of simple songs
I'm not a real political man
I watch CNN but I'm not sure I can tell you
The difference in Iraq and Iran
But I know Jesus and I talk to God
And I remember this from when I was young
Faith hope and love are some good things he gave us
And the greatest is love

The greatest is love
The greatest is love

Where were you when the world stopped turning that September day

This song still makes me cry. Lol. Now I want to thank our country. The firefighters, the policeman, the volunteers, the soldiers that responded to the tragedy. And the very people that fight for my freedom today. “freedom isn’t Free” people are paying the price this very minute. On September 11 so many people put their life on the line to help in any way they possibly could. So many people that day sacrificed their own life to save the life of another. John 15:13 Greater love hath no man than this, that a man lay down his life for his friends. and many did.

THANK YOU


Alan Jackson - Where Were You .mp3
Found at bee mp3 search engine

2 comments:

Lizzy The Patriot said...

*CRY* *Sniff sniff sniff* Oh Koda, that was such a WONDERFUL post....right to the heart and so on track....very touching and SAD!!!! Thank you! And I second your gratitude toward our heroic firefighters, policeman, and soldiers--THANK YOU ALL!!!!!!!!
I loved the pictures, especially the one of the towers exploding; you know I've seen lots of that picture, but never have I seen one that was snapped when the explosion was at it's climax! Seriously! WOW--it's heart breaking, all of it.
I wish I could remember as much about September 11th as you do:(
And that song, I've heard just some of it once a very long time ago, so I was VERY grateful to have read the words on your blog!!!!!

Well I'll sign off now, CAN'T WAIT to see ya in two more weeks!!!!!! Love ya!!

~Lizzy the Patriot~

Lizzy The Patriot said...

COWGIRL, I LOVE your top banner; the picture of you and Sapphie!!!!

~Lizzy the Patriot~