Terrorism

Well I think everyone knows that America was a victim of terrorism on November 11, 2001. The terrorist group Al-Quida hijacked 3 planes. One crashed into the Twin Towers, another hit the World Trade Center, and the third crashed in a rural field in Pennsylvania. It was a huge shock to the country. I was in the third grade when this happened, so I don't remember it much or understood it at the time. What I do remember was the deadly silence that traced our school and our country that quiet afternoon. Eyes were glued to TV sets all afternoon and evening, and there was no trace of humor in anything, no matter how hysterical, for the next several days. The motives are unclear to me, but I'm sure our trusty government spent hours every night thinking up ways to tell it to the public with sugar-coated solemness. (Yes, that was sarcasm.) Airport security was taken up several hundred notches. You might as well walk than fly because of the paranoia. Bags were checked multiple times, your ticket and handbags were probably X-rayed with secret devices. There was no way that you could be an object more deadly than a Game Boy on a plane. The security is still very tight, which is a good thing, because I think that the country feels a whole lot safer.