Since I was just a kid, I have been witness to news about terrible events. The first was September 11. I was just in third grade, I think, when it happened. I just woke up, eating breakfast when my mother shouted from the other room in our apartment building telling me to turn on the TV, which was surprising because me and my siblings weren't allowed to watch TV in the morning when it was a school day. That was when I saw the news. I was just a kid, so I didn't really understand what they were talking about. All I saw were buildings with large clouds of smoke billowing from the sides. During P. E. the same day, our teacher had us watch the news, talking about the same thing.
Since then, I have heard news of devastating hurricanes and storms that have taken the lives of countless people. And more recently, I've heard about an earthquake that did a considerable amount of damage in Japan. Homes could be rebuilt easily. Things could be replaced. But families and lives are harder to recover.
I've heard about a war going on in Iraq when I was not even in my pre-teens. Again, as a kid, I didn't understand a thing, except that the soldiers were going after the bad guys. For a project in support of the soldiers, me and my classmates wrote letters of support to the men and women fighting for our country.
An innocent young man was shot and killed by a volunteer Night Watch in a very controversial case of race and gun violence. It was a case that brought the attention of the entire nation. I can only hope that justice prevails in this as the case is still ongoing.
And then, there was the horrific Columbine shooting that I'm sure no one has forgotten. I was shocked, but not all-together surprised. By then, I had an adult understanding of human nature. But it made me feel terrible about what happened to the children and made me angry at the person who would do such a horrible thing.
Now, finally, we come to the bombing, the most recent event in a trend of terrible incidents that have brought the attention of all the country. Fortunately for me, my sister was nowhere near the bombing site when it happened. However, what happened was terrible, all the same. I was ignorant about it until someone brought it up during one of my classes. The details were grizzly, and shook my core a little, especially the part about a child being among the victims. With all that had happened in the past, I thought people would have learned by now.
You know, in middle school, I had a teacher who taught three of my subjects. One day, for some reason that I cannot remember anymore, she started talking about how lucky everyone in the class were. A lot of horrible things were happening in the world, but we were all there, in our desks, alive and healthy.
It wasn't until high school when, for some reason, I remembered what she said that I actually, whole-heartedly agree. I am fortunate. I live in a good home, have all these opportunities for a good future, and have parents earning enough that me and my siblings have smart phones, computers, and going to private school and college. At the same time, while living as I am, there are people out there who are homeless, abused, unable to afford what today are considered everyday luxuries, experienced terrible loss, or are being killed or dying for no good reason other than it just happened. Any day, it could have been one of us experiencing these terrifying things instead of staying comfortably at home, surfing the net, watching TV about these terrible things, or reading a book.
So many terrible things have been happening over the years, resulting in countless and meaningless death, and a lot of them from meaningless violence. Since I was a boy, there have been acts of terrorism on the news, controversial issues that should have disappeared by now, are still as strong as they were then, and inhuman acts of violence seem to be growing more and more frequent into this decade.
My heart goes to the victims, survivors, and surviving relatives and friends of victims of the 9/11 attack, the hurricanes, the earthquake, the shootings, and, finally the bombing. They did not deserve to die, especially the children. It always makes things worse when children are paying the price. I pray for them all and wish for justice's triumph. Heaven be with us all.