As Haitians , we are a little too familiar with tragedy. We lift our voices in memory of those who have lost their own. A tragedy, by any other name, destroys lives. We understand. As we say in Haiti, pran kouraj: Be encouraged. -kdu
From: Irmina Ulysse
“9/11 is a reminder of just how precious each moment is. 9/11 is a reminder of how vulnerable even the strongest among us is. 9/11 is a reminder of how temporary life and everything in it is. So to those who can dance, dance; those who can sing, sing; and those who still have breath, live. LIVE!!!”
Leonie Hermantin
“9/11 was the fateful day when we all shed out hyphenated identities and stood tall in solidarity as Americans. It is very sad, though, that this tragedy was highjacked by opportunists who used it to make the lives of immigrants in this country so difficult. . .”
Edwidge Danticat wrote a great piece in the New Yorker. Check it out:
http://www.newyorker.com/talk/
Kristo Art: from “My Candle, My Light”
. . .Tears flow every time I think of them . . .I pray . . .or sing our national anthem. . .Not American . . .not Muslim . . .Just human. What else can I do?