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Tuesday, 11 September 2007 15:45
On the sixth anniversary of the saddest day in our nation's history, we are once again induced to revisit the pain and searing images of that tragic black Tuesday.

 The harrowing pictures, the stratospheric inferno, the ghastly carnage - as well as the innumerable accounts of heroism and sacrifice are now etched in our psyche. It is a national tragedy that will occupy its proper place in the history of the human race from which important lessons will be derived. For indeed, there is nothing more epic in its infamy, nothing more universally abominable than the attacks committed against this great nation last September 11, 2001.

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Maya Teague, editor-in-chief of Kapitbahay newspaper in Oxnard, California, has agreed to re-post the following essay she wrote last year. I now share this with everybody. Thanks and best regards,

Romy Marquez

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On this important day, our thoughts drift to a very sad memory. I share this Op-Ed piece that was published last year in Ventura County Star and the other year in Santa Barbara news-Press. I have changed the dates for relevance. It is a timeless, sobering article meant to highlight our strength, not our weakness.

T. Maya Teague

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       The unprovoked, peacetime annihilation of our citizens in a most dastardly manner came at a time when America was riding a wave of unrivaled prosperity, a contrast to the dysphoria in faraway civilizations. The economy soared, life bore many gifts and the almighty dollar flourished. But as journalist and poet Don Marquis wisely proffered, "The chief obstacle to the progress of the human race IS the human race." The enemies were gathering around, armed with visions of waiting virgins, misplaced convictions and cheap box-cutters. In a fiery flash, our placid skies became their arena, our airplanes their mystical carpet from which to launch the most grievous attack on humankind.

      The images came and went in a misty blur, but soon reality reared its hideous head. Indescribable grief gave birth to a patriotic fervor never before seen. Radio and TV programs, public speeches, t-shirts and fundraising events blazed with we-shall-prevail messages across the land. We held hands, clutched our children, kissed our spouses and wondered why our guardian angels slept on that fateful morning. Through it all, we held our heads high while our hearts were ripped open, kept our composure as we were savagely demolished. Then we picked ourselves up like proud, masterful warriors to walk again and count the dead. The tears were copious, the unceasing eulogies starkly somber, the national climate eerily joyless. We wept, we mourned and we promptly buried our loved ones with quiet dignity. Pain, shock, horror and then anger engulfed the country as well as the rest of the world. It was inarguably the darkest moment in our nation's history.

      We searched for rationalization, but found only unqualified evil. We examined our conscience, but discovered only the enemy's sheer diabolism. We pondered the motivations of such unspeakable acts, but saw only absence of reason and incalculable hatred toward us. We prayed to be illumined, and most of all, we prayed to be fair.

Our citizens in time emerged with a steely resolve to exact justice for their weeping America. It was the only acceptable response. As our leaders vowed to vanquish the brutes, America showed its mettle to the rest of the world. It is a country that will not be brought down. She has remained poised, resplendent, resolute and still quite beautiful. Though bloodied, her head was unbowed. Though battered, she was never broken. Though razed, she was not for a moment fazed.

     On this, the sixth anniversary of the tragedy that is simply known as September 11, my heart soars with love and profound pride for America, a country I owe a debt of gratitude to. I may not have been born here, but I am ever grateful to America for the freedom that has accompanied me in all my endeavors, the same precious freedom I pray we will bequeath to many future generations. I am grateful to America for the dreams I was allowed to persist in, the hopes I was instructed to keep alive in my heart, the shining paths that have converged to create my own moral compass, the trust in this country's basic principles that has produced an abundance of wealth and well-being, the lesson of tolerance that has made my understanding of humanity replete and the warmth and kindness of its people that have followed me on this meandrous journey of life in these United States.

     As we continue to heal from this dark tragedy of September 11, let us also rejoice because blessings, kindness and intangible riches still do abound.



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