My family and I live in Frankfurt, Germany. I am 14 and a ninth-grade student at the Frankfurt International School.
Living in Germany has been exciting, fun, and very much a learning experience. I also have traveled to other countries and have seen how other people live.
Just recently I traveled to a hospital in Landstuhl, Germany. I went with friends. We visited people who were injured in the bombing of the U.S. Embassy in Kenya. I saw first-hand how terrorist acts affect so many lives in so many different ways. There were injuries I could see with my eyes and also injuries I could feel with my heart.
Visiting these victims of the bombing has made this terrorist act much more personal. These are people with mothers, fathers, sisters, brothers, husbands, wives, children and many relatives and friends. They are people just like you and me.
We visited six people who had been in the bombing. We made the trip to brighten their day and hopefully to lift their spirits. They all seemed to be in good spirits considering what they had been through.
One lady had an eye patch. She had laser surgery and was due to have more. She already had the other operation and was heading home soon. She had a little girl waiting for her at home.
I met another lady who was very high-spirited. She had lost two fingers on her left hand and had skin grafting on her leg. She also lost some hearing. She didn't work at the embassy; she just happened to be there. She lost a sister who worked at the embassy. While we were visiting her, she got a call from her nephew. He was in Frankfurt heading back to Nairobi for his mother's funeral. It was really sad. This lady has three children. Her daughter wanted her home because she loved her mom and because she missed her mom's cooking. Mother and daughter missed each other very much. But she was not alone at the hospital because her cousin was there to keep her company. I haven't heard anything else about her, but I'm sure she will be heading home soon.
We also talked to a man who was the GSO motorpool supervisor. He was doing great! He had very deep cuts and stitches but was healing very well. He has a wife and seven children. His wife was at the hospital with him, and they both were in good spirits. They missed their children very much. His oldest child is 20 and the youngest 7. His eldest daughter wants to go to college in America. They are hoping she will be able to somehow. I'm sure he is doing fine.
We also talked with other women. I heard that one had gone home with her son. She had to wait until the swelling in her eye went down. Another lady we spoke with did not speak much English. She is doing okay.
The other lady we spoke with was a secretary at the Embassy. Her aunt was at the hospital with her. She looked better and said that she was, ��doing much better now."
In closing, I would like to share my feeling of just how unfair life can be. The people who bombed the embassy have no idea how many have suffered and will continue to suffer from their attack. The victims I met at the hospital are inspirational. We shall never forget this tragedy that touched our lives, our hearts, and the world.