My speech is nothing much, i was actually surprised when mother told me that people cried cause of it, n cried even more when i "choked" lol well no i didn't choked bt my friend who was standing far away she was like..
"i'm not sure.. but we're you choking in the mid of ur speech? or were u crying?"
HAhahaha.. sp yeah..
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searching for the speech*****

AHA! here it is... jeng jeng jeng!!! lol

Freedom- freedom is being able to live what your heart desires with happiness and peace. As far as I know this act of freedom does not exist here or anywhere else. Why? Because of a lot of reasons. Bear with me, and I’ll tell you the moment I realize my freedom was slipping away in front of my own eyes.

September 11^th, 2001 started like any other normal days, well that's what all of us thought, but it was a day when no one can forget. As far as my memory can reach, it all began before the second hour in my school which was the Islamic school of Greater Kansas City. One of my class mates was panicking and mentioning about bombs or some kind of explosions. I who was 11 years old at that time could barely comprehend what my classmate was talking about. I didn't know what was going on and we were all questioning each other about it.
I remember seeing parents coming to pick up their kids home, and all of a sudden the school was nearly empty of students. The remaining of us was brought to the Social Studies class room, and was asked to sit down; there our teacher had turned on the TV earlier, and the first thing I saw was a plane crashing into a tall building. I thought that since almost every one's gone the teachers decided to let us watch some latest movie on TV, but then I realized it wasnt a movie, we were actually watching the news. As I was observing the people around me, I realized that there were tears in their eyes, and some were shaking their heads in horror, saying, “Oh God,” over and over again.

I didn't realize until now that from that day on, right after we left the main door of the school- everything changed, and I mean everything. School was closed a couple of days due to the threats that we were receiving. Teachers were trained by police to check for bombs before classes begin. Parents had a hard time getting jobs, a few mothers had to take off their scarves *read:jilbab* in order to keep their jobs, and some were fired after knowing that they had a Muslim member in their family.

jumping to another memory of mine- an incident that happened when I was in a car looking out side. I was viewing all the cars passing by, until this one particular car passed us. I realized this guy who pushed his face out the window was screaming at me all the foul words. On top of that, he flicked me off. I would never understand why he did that. Was it because he was mentally challenged? Or was it because of what I wore that reflected my religion. Was it a sin to be modest?

I never understood why some people would see me differently, because as far as I know, we're all the same. We're humans and there's nothing more about it. Surely what we wear is more then what others wear, and I'm used to people staring at me. But until now, there are just times when I don't feel comfortable at it. Especially when I witnessed with my own eyes, people glaring from top to bottom over and over again at my mother or at me with disgust and hatred written in their faces. If you would feel the madness I have when that happens, it's unimaginable. I mean sure look at us, I don't mind, but please have some manners or respect for others. But when I think about it again, I should let them think what ever they want, because I know they are not any better then I am.-

As far as I can think off, I can't really recall any major good things that had happened after September 11^th, only that my faith has gone stronger and I will do what ever it takes, to let people understand that all I want is peace, freedom and love among each other… which in Arabic is also called Jihad, which means struggle, and it does not mean killing the innocents.

i guess wht made them cried is because i read it with "feelings" and i said it word by word..ngahahaha.. it was fun, i think it would be awesome if i do this again, jst tht next time, i'll make sure tht no one will caught me crying HAhahaha..