On September 11, 2001...I was in my dad's truck when I heard. He was driving me to karate classes and told me something bad had happened. I was a little concerned but I was only in 3rd grade. Too young to be scared. The next day was worse. I went to school and no one knew much. The first thing our teachers told us was that they would be fired if they answered questions. My teacher finally closed her door, pulled out a map, and told us everything she knew and told us not to tell the principal.

I remember where I was when I heard they captured Saddam. I was sitting  Antioch Baptist Church for Sunday Morning Service and the preacher mentioned it. Clearly everyone in the audience knew already but I just turned to the person next to me and said "really??" and tehy said yes.

When I heard about Osama Bin Laden's death, I was sitting on my computer and I was bored. I had no new updates on here, no comments on facebook, nothing on youtube, so I went on yahoo hoping for some news about the royal wedding that I hadn't read yet and I saw "Osama Bin Laden is dead" and I turned on Courtesy of the Red, White, and Blue and started jumping up and down on my bed cheering and laughing. I hope 10, 20, 30 years from now, a at the end of my life, I'll remember where I am right now and how this feels.

this is a beautiful night to be a live. A beautiful night to be good and human and to love and laugh. This is the night that we should all remember. It doesn't matter if you're American, Australian, Asia, Mexican, Middle Eastern, or anything else. We are all human tonight and we are all happy.