When I was growing up as a child, I had never really encountered any form of terrorism or violence in my life. I was an innocent boy who used to believe that people could coexist with their neighbors in peace and harmony. I was brought up in an orphanage with a close friend of mine, Clifford before we were finally adopted by different families. There is no one in the world who I hold so dear than my friend because we used to connect on a very close level in such a way that people would think I we were actual brothers. Before I developed my ambition to join the armed forces, I used to be one of those kids who used to dream of becoming an astronaut. I think that at that time, I had not actually developed my sense of purpose of what I really wanted to do with my life. Everything, however, changed after the 9/11 attacks in our country. Clifford had just been contacted by his biological parents a month before the fatal day. Both his parents were corporate personnel in an office near the towers. Fate was very cruel on that day because both his parents died, without seeing them. I think that that
Have you ever been in a situation where you don’t know what to say to your friend because nothing seems to make sense anymore? As much as I tried to console him, there was really nothing I could do because his grief was far beyond any sort of comfort. I was left there wondering why someone would be so ruthless to bring destruction to innocent people who had done nothing wrong to them all in the name of terror. As time went by, I watched as my friend lost concentration in every aspect of his life. In school, he dropped out and isolated himself from all his friends, even me. A person that was once the most sociable person in school became a broken person with no sense of direction. I was the only person who really understood what he had gone through because I had also been brought u by foster parents and I understood what it meant for your own parents to be taken away from you one month after you had just started to know them. It really broke my heart to see him in that situation and I thought, why not do something about it instead of watching people like Clifford suffer. That was when I decided to enroll as an officer in the air force.
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I was purely driven by the need to make a positive change and serve my country in the best way that I could. I wanted to be a part of the change that people talked off and as such, I answered to a greater calling. I have learned the true meaning of service to others and to myself and ever since I have gained an understanding of what it means to be part of a bigger family. I normally become very emotional whenever I hear of a bombing or terror attack because it means that someone has lost his life and others their loved ones. I believe that being an Airforce officer provides one with an opportunity to make a difference in the world.
