For the Stripes & Stars

July 4, 1776

A day that will forever be remembered in American history as the day that we gained our independence. And as I'm sitting here trying to formulate what it truly means to be an American, I am somewhat baffled that I'm struggling with this. The first day I realized that I was a  true American was on September 11, 2001. Even though it was almost 14 years ago, I can still vividly remember every detail of that day. Now thankfully, I did not know anyone that was lost in the tragedies that occurred that day. But that does not change the fact that I changed that day that it all happened. REWIND: It was just another warm September day while I was outside playing at recess. But then all of the sudden my teacher, Mrs.S, came outside and urged us to come inside for an important announcement. Now we were all so young, we had no idea what was happening and definitely had no full understanding of what tragedies had just occurred. After we all returned to our homerooms Mrs.C, the principal, began speaking through the intercom and the televisions popped on. As I looked up at the screen, I had no idea what I was looking at. More so, I didn't understand why anyone would commit such a hateful act. As I arrived home from school my pride and emotions got the best of me. I stood along our street waving an American flag that was larger than me, with my brother. And that day, I learned what it truly meant to be an American. I learned the importance of love and compassion, and why it is vital for growth. And that is exactly why we, as Americans, have made it thus far. With so much hate in this world, the most effective cure is love. So this Fourth of July, spread the love and show your pride. Pay it forward and show someone what it truly means to be an American. I hope your Fourth is filled with all things red, white, and blue! Check out what I wore on this Fourth! (Merica!)

God Bless the US!


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