I listen to the radio when I work. Quiet is too quiet and music makes me want to sing. Television just pisses me off in general.

So, here is is 7:13 am on Sunday. I turn on Howard Stern (bless serious satellite). He is doing a repeat of his show on 9/11.

I remember my mother knocking on the door. Come downstairs natty. Sit on the couch natty.

My 15 year old eyes watched the towers fall. When things like this happen, we all realize, we are all connected and being human can hurt. Humans are not nice to each other. Race can kill people; genocide should not be a goal but sometimes it is.

I watched tv all day, like everyone else, they had one in my classroom on mute while we learned. I suspect we all learned more from the television that day then anything else.

So, Howard is live when this is happening. Someone calls in and states: "if they are going to bomb our towers lets wipe out their entire country. I don't care about their babies"

Howard states he does not care either. How is this possible? People are pure, not all of us tainted, racism disgusts me.

I listen to this radio show and I watch telivision shows about it before bed. And it hits me harder now then it did then.

I cannot explain why. It makes me unbearably sad. As it should. I could not understand it when I was younger, I could not understand how people could hurt people like this, having grown up life makes a little bit of sense.

But that won't. It's something I would love to write an article about but this would be pointless as I am a Canadian and I lost no one I love; I just feel a little bit of the grief people felt felt ten years ago. And I feel guilty, feeling this sad about it, I am not sure why.

It makes me cry; it's absolutely human.

Natalie