Out of the Ash, A Rose Blooms

In the New York Times, written by Clyde Haberman, the article " A New Career of Caring, Started in Death on 9/11", sheds light on a normally depressing fact of history, nine eleven. Brooke Jackman was one of the victims of nine eleven. She was the last one to send a phone call out before the system fell. Sent to her family, it explained how their current conditions were, how they were all in a corner barley breathing. The last thing she said was, " I love you guys", then it was cut off. Nine Eleven is an event in history looked down upon for all that happened. So many questions came out, so much panic ensued. How could this happen? Who and what failed? This event is also a fading memory, it is my generation that is the last to remember that day. We are the ones who must be able to tell about this, we must not forget all that happened. We must teach the younger generations why stories like this one, are so significant. So with all the sadness around this day, how is it that any good can come from this? Well the Jackman family found a way. Brooke J. had always wanted to be a child counselor and to help children. So the Brooke Jackman Foundation was created, "dedicated to promoting literacy, especially among elementary school children in the city who haven’t caught many breaks in life. Over the years the foundation has distributed thousands upon thousands of books and backpacks — dubbed Brooke Packs — often to children mired in domestic violence and other predations.". It is an interesting and quirky feeling I get. It is such a bad day, yet, it is now helping children who might not even know why this day is so important, none the less remember it. So why do it? We do it because Americans are strong, we continue forward. I feel proud to say I am an American, for things like this. Careless acts of unconditional love toward other human beings. Brooke Jackman paid the ultimate sacrifice for her nation. No, not by falling as a soldier, but by creating a better life for those, who are here in the present and going to soon, make a difference. So yes, it is a bad date, and yes, it is hard do think of happy thoughts on this day. Yet still, through all the ash, a rose had bloomed, and now, after nine years, people are beginning to stop, and smell the Roses.