do You Remember?

By PATSY STODDARD Editor

Emery County observed Patriots Day in a variety of ways. Programs were presented at Emery High School, Cleveland Elementary and Canyon View Junior High. Flag ceremonies were held at Huntington Elementary and Ferron Elementary. Flags flew throughout the communities in the county as everyone remembered the tragic events of that September two years ago. The county also observed the moment of silence which was held throughout the nation at the exact time when the first plane hit the World Trade Center and led by Pres. George W. Bush.
Students from Canyon View Junior High also participated in an essay, art and poem contest to express their feelings on the events of September 11, 2001. Principal Larry Davis spoke at the program and read the winning essays to the students. They also had a flag ceremony and performances by the Canyon View Band and Chorus groups. The video that was prepared in honor of those perishing on September 11 was shown as well as a video prepared by Canyon View staff at the time of the tragedy.
Canyon View Junior High Essay Winners:
Patriot Day
By Larry Davis
Born into war though I didn’t know,
Of Korea until years later
In US history in my tiny high school
On the juniper uplands of southeastern Idaho.
It was a war that wasn’t a war
Though fifty thousand Americans died
And I was born into their death a
Free infant of the soil.
Raised into war though I didn’t know
of the Iron Curtain until I
Researched it in the library of my tiny high school
In the Gem State cool air of a Rocky Mountain Plateau.
It was a war that wasn’t a war
Though millions of Europeans died
And I was raised into their death a
Free young American of the wind.
Cultured into war though I didn’t know
Of Vietnam until I
Cried at the funeral of a friend in the tiny Idaho church
In an America-torn test of freedom defined.
It was a war that mystified war
Though still more Americans died
And I was born into their death a
Counter-culture test of civil rights.
Aged into war though I didn’t know’Of the quilted Soviet Union until I
Said goodbye to my daughter in tiny words of love
In the military camp�soldiers sent to Bosnia.
It is a war that is just a sentence of wars
In history-book paragraphs and pages of greater wars
And I was born into its night a
Father proud and shaped again by freedom’s hand.
Redefined into war though I didn’t know
Of terrorist’s threats on American soil until I
Watched the towers dust and smoke into tiny oblivion
In Empire State cool air of a September Tuesday morning.
It is a war of concrete technology against abstract hate
In Baghdad’d city streets and Afghanistan’s barren hills
And I am born repatriated, a little angry and perplexed
As freedom’s clock moves one tick at a time.
Acclimated to war though I didn’t know
It would take a life-time of wars to realize the debt I owe
Growing old in freedom, growing young in understanding
In America’s golden resolve never to give way.
It is a war of philosophy and way of life hundreds of years old
But only ageless when defended at any cost
And though I’ve never carried an M-16 or launched a rocket
I’ve fought many wars and wll fight more.
Though I didn’t know, but
I’m never too old to learn.
This poem was written in honor of the author’s cousin, Dane Lyons. He was called to arms immediatly after the attacks. He served in the US Marine Corps for several months in Iraq. He is currently serving in San Diego, Calif. It was later rededicated to Jessica Johansen and Casey Reid, who are also her cousins, when they joined the US Navy.
The Military, America’s Saints
By Jacie Fasselin
Across the distance,
across the states,
over the oceans they may go
these are America’s saints.
They leave as who they were and then come back,
with a sense of American pride.
It is here,
our differences are set aside.
America’s heroes is who they are,
to their country they belong.
They are of greatest honor,
for they have gone above and beyond.
We all live on a strand of hope
and so do they,
we ask God
that come home our heroes may.
Across the distance,
across the states,
over the oceans,
their destiny awaits.
We hope that they can forget
the horrors that they have learned,
we hope that they shall receive
all the honor they have earned.
Forgotten?
They mustn’t be
without them
could America be free?
In the depths of their souls,
they have found strengths
they left their families and dreams behind.
It is to them we owe thanks.
Across the distance,
across the states,
over the oceans,
in their worthy hand, is America’s fate.
United States
By Nicole Smith
United together as one
Nation still standing strong
In
Triumph
Even though many have
Died on the Dreaded
September Morning when the
Towers came crashing down killing
Almost everyone inside.
Terrorists will never win
Especially not in these United
States!
The Twin Towers
By Nikki Carter
The Twin Towers,
Standing tall,
Standing bright,
But all will change
In the blink of an eye,
The Towers were gone,
Leaving behind a pile,
So listen to the cries,
Listen to the tears,
For now there is nothing left,
But sorrow and fears.
Remember
By Treasa Colby
Remember those who were lost
For hatred
Remember all those who were saved
by heroes
Remember all those who fight
for freedom
Remember the tears
of pain
Remember the words
said in vain
Remember those fighting today
for that September day.
Do You Remember?
By Brett Mecham
Do you remember on that day of September?
What happened that day?
The dust, the rubble, the shooting embers,
The smoke as dark as a cave.
Do you remember the planes in the sky?
The hijackers aboard,
All the innocent people alive
Until into buildings and fields they soared.
Do you remember all the wonderful people?
The heroes of that day.
Firefighters, policemen, all kinds of people,
And the pilots on the planes.
Do you remember when the towers fell?
With all the people inside,
With the dust, rubble and the smell
Not many were alive.
Do you remember what you did thay day?
Were you teaching a class on geometry
And suddenly became for that day
A teacher of US history?
Do you remember the word called freedom?
What does it mean?
If you ever have a question,
Look at the flag of our country.
9/11 was supposed to change us forever.
It changed us that’s for sure.
But do you remember…
We’re stronger than ever before.
I Remember
By Josh Kingston
I remember, how we felt that day when the world dropped to their knees and prayed. When men cried and heroes wept, the time that not one man slept, the memories always to be kept. The souls we lost that September day, the thoughts we think, the words we say. Remember how we felt for years to come, heart broken to most, fear to some. But however you felt, remember my plea, show America your loyalty.
I Remember
By Camille Fehlberg
Two years ago, a great tragedy occurred. Now as we look back as a nation and as individuals, there are many things that are remembered about September 11. In the essay are things I remember.
September 11, 2001, this was a day of confusion, shock and tragedy. When I walked into school and the news is on constantly showing replays of a planes crashing into two huge buildings and overhearing the news a feeling of disbelief ran through my head. But as I learned more of the seriousness of the situation, a more shocked feeling came upon me. Learning that thousands of people had died, firefighters had risked their own lives to save someone they didn’t even know. Then as more time passed I remember mourning, sadness, memorials, and speeches. But the thing that I remember most about 9-11 was for once people quit caring about themselves and about the people in those buildings. Yes, the thing I remember about September 11, 2001, was that from that day on we became a united nation more than ever.
9-11
By Scotty Phillips
Two towers. So many tears.
Mourning and weeping.
As we see the broken souls.
The innocent lives.
Children left confused.
We may never know the reason.
The planes.
The brave ones.
The families and loved ones.
Still wondering why…
“Could I have stopped them
from getting on the plane?”
No matter what you think or say.
You just can’t turn back that solemn day.
This day as we know it is a time
for us to show that we care.
A time to remember. Maybe even a
time to pray. For America. For the
families of the
As small as you are, keep in your
heart, that you’re a part of America
A country of brave, heroic people.
Remember, even the little things each
day, can make a difference.
“If you change a heart, you change the world.”
Smile. Say hello to a sad person.
Make the world a better place.
Make America a better place.
Be thankful for living in America.
“The land of the free,
and the home of the brave.”