Personal Narrative: Our Flag Still Stands

Our Flag Still Stands On September 11, 2001 our country was rocked to its core. Even though I was only four years old, I remember seeing the shock and disbelief on my parents’ face as they watched the catastrophe unfold. I also remember seeing pictures of an American flag waving in the middle of rubble. Though our country was shaken we were also united. Citizens began to show patriotism more than ever before and display courage against our enemies. Patriotism is important to me because of my freedom, my faith, and my family. Our country is not like any other. We are able to do things that people in some countries would only dream of doing. Whether it is enjoying a night out at the movies or being able to decide your future, we have an abundance of freedom. We are free because of the sacrifices
I remember being grateful for all that he did but, if I am honest, I did not fully understand what his sacrifice meant until both of my older brothers, Logan and Cameron, joined the United States Army. Now, when I sing “bombs bursting in air”, I think of Cameron in Afghanistan landing in a Black Hawk in the middle of a fire fight. When I sing “land of the free and he home of the brave”, I think of Logan in Cuba protecting our country. The national anthem is no longer just part of a program to me. My brothers, along with many others, are the people who bring life to these words. Being patriotic means much more than wearing red, white, and blue. It is singing our national anthem proudly with your hand on your heart, and it is showing gratitude to those who have sacrificed their lives for their country. Just as our national anthem says, “our flag was still there”. Our flag stood in the middle of the remains of 9/11 and our flag still stands waving high across our nation today because of the sacrifice of those who have and who are currently serving our