It's the 8th Anniversary of Sept ll. At this moment of writing I am just thinking about all the mothers who lost their children on this day 8 years ago. It is not a political thing for me. It is a mother thing - to feel the pains of loss - to feel the sadness and grief of losing a dear child for no better reason - for no other reason but for being at a wrong place and at a wrong time - because some one else had decided to do something very drastic like driving a plane or two into a
8 years ago I was staying at Grand
I thought it was a new action movie. Several minutes later I called my colleagues from the Teachers' Training Centre to have a look at the screen - to confirm that there was indeed a tragedy of great magnitude. I started to call friends who might have children in New York at that time. I called home just to get some reassurance that the family is still there.
My daughter was safe in California. She was not in New York. Would any one related to us be in New York at this time?
My three other children were safe and getting ready for bed after a good day in Malaysia. Most of my friends' children were also safe.
It was 10 p.m. Sarawak time.
I would rather like to teach the world to sing....."I like to teach the world to sing...
And the real song from the Real New Seekers:
Dedicated to all seekers of peace.....