I remember being in school on the morning of Sept 11. I heard the news and didn't really know what it meant. Living and growing up in Toronto, I didn't really know what the WTC was or how important of a building it was. It took until that night when I got home from school and saw the news reports for me to fully comprehend what was going on.
However, on Thursday September 11th of this year, I went down to ground zero. The scene down there was pretty intense. I was there at 11pm and there were still thousands of people there, mourning, praying, rallying and reflecting. It was a very intense emotional time and I made sure to take out my tehillim (psalms) and say a few chapters. It was my first time at ground zero and I'm glad I finally made my way down there, especially on Sept 11th.
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