When Bad Stuff Happens, Is It Better To Be At Home?

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When September 11 happened, we had been living in New Delhi for about a month. I was 5 months pregnant, and since we were teaching at the American Embassy School we were considered a soft target. School was cancelled the following day, and we all stayed glued to CNN watching the images over and over. I actually was watching the news when the second tower was hit. It was night for us. My brother lives in Manhattan and my cousin's husband worked at one of the buildings of the World Trade Center so I was terribly worried until I heard that they were safe. I was also worried about my cousin who lives and works in D.C. Because we worked with so many Americans in India, there was a huge sense of rallying around and sharing news about each other's personal stories. Most of the diplomatic license plates of the school's fleet of cars that marked us as Americans were removed and the procedure for getting on campus was tightened. Since we lived on campus, the extra security felt to me like I was living in a fortress that had ceased to be so friendly.

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