It felt like it should be a somber day today. It's the 10th anniversary of 9/11--hard to believe 10 years have passed. I've been listening to NPR, and since Friday, they've been playing interviews with people recalling where they were on Sept. 10, for instance, among other things. Most of my students were in kindergarten when it happened. Their memories are hazy, confused, some have no memories of it whatsoever. After all, most people's first instincts would be to shield children that young from the truth. I wonder how I would share the information with Logan if anything on that scale were to occur today.
We decided to spend at least some of the day in an all-American sort of way by enjoying ourselves at Kite Fest. A gentle breeze was blowing; the sun was hot. The perfect day to fly a kite. I tried to tell Logan a bit about what the day was about, since he was stunned by the ladder truck displaying an American flag.
We did a bit of kite-flying--mainly, Logan did--and Eric was able to have his kite repaired, which was nice. We also spent most of our time there watching the massive amounts of kites in the air. One kite was penguin-shaped, as large as a short school bus. Really. Who buys these things? Another was over 90 feet long and shaped like a trilobite. Again...who gets the idea to make a gigantic, rainbow-hued, trilobite-shaped kite? Anyhow, they sure did put on a show.
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