To Be an American 12 years after the attacks that took place on our country brings many mixed emotions. I remember that day vividly. I remember that I was on my way to Ogeechee Technical College to attend a class and was listening to the radio when suddenly the radio had breaking news that a small two seat plane had flown into a building in New York. There was obviously more to the story than met the eye. It was immediately noticeable to me as I walked through the doors that something important was going on. All of the televisions were turned on to the news channels and the hallways were empty. As I made my way towards my classroom, I saw many people rushing towards the auditorium doors and entering the room. Curious to what was going on; I too went inside to see what the chaos was all about. And then it happened. In the auditorium they had a movie sized screen showing an event underway in New York with the first tower smoking and on fire. The newscasters were all confused and very alarmed about the event that was unfolding. I sat down to continue to view the reports and before my eyes, live on television, I saw with the world the second airliner plane hit the second tower. We were under attack. I remember thinking “Oh my god…my best friend lives near the towers!” I felt emotional- yet still in disbelief. I could hear sobbing and people expressing the same concerns as I was feeling-as was the feeling of the Nation. On what seemed like a beautiful morning to start, a nationwide anxiety attack had been created. A lot of people wanted to help as much as possible and the “feeling” that we were all Americans uniting to be patriotic was beginning. Men and woman were joining the Military to fight and protect their country. Race was no matter in our nations mind. Politicians joined hands just as our nation had joined hands to achieve the goal of unity and patriotism. As years passed, many innocent and not so innocent people have died. War is sad in that manner, but we stand behind our troops year after year with the utmost respect for what they do for us. As an American, I am so proud to call the United States my home, my country-one nation under God. I think it is my patriotic duty to support our troops because they knowingly understand that it is possible that they may pay the ultimate price to protect their people and their nation. That is so admirable and brave of them to do and that is why it is important to celebrate them and celebrate their patriotic lifestyle.