"That day, the world saw evil, but it also saw the good side of the human spirit. People helping other people for no other reason than it was the right thing to do"

Just got back from watching World Trade Center, and i must say, it's a good movie, despite the mixed reviews it's gotten. It was, really emotionally charged, with images and soundtrack blended to jerk emotions out of us. I'm willing to bet that at least 90% of the people in the cinema with us had tears in their eyes, and there were even girls who were sobbing(really loudly actually).

As for me, it brought tears to my eyes. Surprisingly tho, it wasn't during the parts where they were in pain, it wasnt during the parts when they were about to die, nor even at the parts where they lost their friend who was trying to help them. I felt it the most the times when i saw hundreds of people working their asses off to save the 2 policemen trapped under the rubble. I very nearly bawled my eyes off watching their wives and children worry about them. It nearly broke my heart watching the little girl ask her pregnant mom "Mommy, is daddy coming home?"

Imo, one of the most touching scenes of the movie was when John sees his wife talking to him in his mind's eye, telling him to come home. It just felt so sad, knowing that he could lose all that, knowing that he tried his hardest, and was in that situation because he wanted to help. Of course, like any movie's true heroes, the two policemen survived and made it thru that incident. What struck me most however, was the amount of people cheering and working together to help look for survivors in the wreck of the Twin Towers, and how the presence and involvement of a few more people could make a huge difference.

There was the civilian turned paramedic who said "I've finally figured out what I do best, helping people" or something to that effect, and voluntarily stayed on to try and help the injured victims and police and firemen, knowing fully that the wreckage could collapse and kill them all at any time. Also, there was the retired Marine who came to help, and finally located the two policemen, ultimately saving their lives. Imagine if he decided not to come. That would be two less lives saved, and God only knows what else he did to help. A police team came all the way from Wisconsin to help, saying only that "When we heard the news, we had to come help."

What i'm getting at is, it's only in the face of a disaster that we really stick together. There's nothing like death to bring humans together, to help each other, for no other reason than because it's the right thing to do. Lives were saved that day, and so much achieved because of the dedication of the individuals involved, giving up so much so that they may serve their country and their fellow men. It makes me wonder why we dont do it more often. Why, when we see people in trouble we dont always go to their aid, but think, "it's not my problem." ?

I know, it's often been preached, and not many of us practice it. However, this is my pledge. I'll never leave someone in trouble if it is within my power to help.