Last Tuesday, I was walking down the street with two friends in Gaza Citywhen I got a phone call from my father. His usually calm voice soundeddeeply shaken as he told me the news: two airplanes had crashed into theWorld Trade Center and another into the Pentagon. The TV was reporting thata Palestinian group had claimed responsibility. All of a sudden, the worldcame to a standstill. In shock and disbelief, we rushed to the nearesttelevision. For hours, we sat in front of CNN and Al-Jazeera. With therest of the world, we watched in horror as the buildings collapsed and feltan unexplainable combination of fear, disgust, anger, frustration, sadness,and confusion.