For my parent’s generation, it was the assassination of JFK. For my generation, it was the space shuttle Challenger exploding…that is until September 11.

My daughter, who is my first born child, was only two-months-old when the Twin Towers fell.  Similar to the Challenger disaster, I sat glued to the TV watching it replayed over and over.  I held my little baby in my arms, nursed her, and would not put her down all day.  I wondered about the world we live in; what her world would be like.

Ten years later, I still don’t know how to explain 9/11 to my children. Where to begin?  Do we start with the Crusades or jump to Wilson’s League of Nations?  How about the basic emotion of hate?  Prejudice?  Cultural insensitivity?  Oil?  Middle East policies?  Israel?  Terrorism?  War? Love?  Peace?  Tolerance?  Religion?

Well fortunately there is this coloring book to do the work for me.  Geez, apparently we haven’t learned much about the fundamental causes of 9/11.  Yes, we will not forget our prejudices.