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Monday, April 15, 2013

Reflections of Explosions

I was 8 years old when the twin towers fell. I remember that day because up until that morning at school, I didn't even know what the twin towers were, and I pretty sure most of the adults in my town didn't either. I remember waiting in the classroom, practicing my times tables (I was nerd back then too) getting ready for our daily quiz because our teacher, Mr. Collins, was unusually late. When he walked in, he walked in somberly, and slowly. Somebody asked "Mr. Collins, why do you look so sad." Then he told us what had happened, and we were called to the gym for an assembly. I didn't understand why anybody could possibly do this, but what I didn't understand even more was why people were blaming Muslims...how could a religion hijack a plane and fly into office buildings in New York? When I got home from school that day, my parents reassured us that we were safe, and my dad made it a specific point to tell us that it was individuals that caused this attack, not a country, not a religion and that it was not a reflection of the world we live in.

Today, while I was studying for my GI physiology test, I had twitter up on my screen. The first tweet I saw was from CNN, "Explosions at Boston Marathon." When I read the word "explosion" I immediately thought of fireworks or firecrackers, because who would set off a bomb at the finish line of a marathon? Within seconds, new tweets came up that replaced the word "explosion" with "bomb" and then one "bomb" became two, injured became dead, pictures of debris in the streets became pictures of blood in the streets...I felt like an 8 year old again, watching in awe as the world exploded.

As the day passed, and as I continued to follow on twitter, I began to see pictures of people helping people, rather than pictures of carnage. Tweets and facebook posts from all over the world showing support for Boston steadily increased, offers for blood donations, restaurants opening their doors and people offering their couches and spare beds to complete strangers began to trend. This is a reflection of the world we live in. A really awful thing happened today because of the choices made by a few select individuals, these choices have changed people's lives and the world forever, much like 9/11. But I choose to see the world as a whole, because the number of good people will always outweigh the bad.

Bombings like this happen almost weekly in other countries, and I am not trying to belittle what has happened to day in Boston, but a bombing in Boston is no more tragic than a bombing in Baghdad. The people of Boston are as strong, generous and kind as the people in Baghdad. So as we mourn and try and reflect on this day, let us remember that people all over the world have felt the same confusion, sadness and loss as we do today and as we did on 9/11.

Let our prayers for Boston resonate throughout the world to all of those affected by senseless attacks on humanity.

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