The Statue of Liberty leaps out of the harbor and lofts her torch into the overcast sky. From Battery Park, she looks petite, as though it might be too much for her to shoulder the symbolism that has been attached to her since she was placed on her pedestal in 1886. But then I remember that to the thousands of immigrants who have passed through these waters on their way to Ellis Island, she was colossal. She was the first and maybe only one to welcome them to the United States.
Today, she seems to stand between New York and the rest of the world. From the railing, if you turn and look behind you, you’ll see the Freedom Tower, which stands behind the Ground Zero Memorial, just a few blocks away.
The Ground Zero Memorial itself is a solemn, beautiful place. The only sounds come from the waterfalls within the pools where the Twin Towers once stood and the hundreds visitors. The light seems especially soft and golden here as it falls through the browned leaves that still cling to slender trees that frame the sidewalks of the memorial.
From here, looking back toward Lady Liberty, it’s almost as though she’s defending us, placing herself in front of us and allowing us to recover from the tragedy that continues to rock us after 15 years.
I've been writing stories since I was 5. My first book was "Turtle Salad"--I wrote and illustrated it. I was horrified because Sally the Turtle ate a fish.
When I was 8, I wrote to JK Rowling to offer some ideas for the Harry Potter series. Her assistant wrote me back, saying that Rowling only hopes to inspire young readers, not to take their ideas. While I totally understand now, I was pissed then. I vowed to become a better writer than JK Rowling. I've been working toward it ever since.
Now, I'm a 20-year-old sometimes-poet, and I study writing and computer science at the University of Mount Union. I'll be traveling for 80 days in 2017 with Anderson Coach and Travel and writing about my adventures.