World Trade Centers
Ages 9 – 12, 40 pages
The Little Chapel that Stood is a beautiful book that tells the story of the historic chapel, St. Paul’s, less than 100 yards from the Twin Towers that survived on September 11th. Rescue workers used the chapel as a safe haven between helping people in the towers. St. Paul’s Chapel has a long and significant history, for example its first service was in 1698 and George Washington attended services. Visors can see artifacts from September 11th inside St. Paul’s Chapel. The link below provides more information about St. Paul’s timeline.
Around the Chapel of Old St. Paul
Blow the dancing leaves of the coming of Fall.
In the morning breeze they leap and fly
Beneath the towers that scrape the sky.
Two planes hijacked by a terrorist crew
Struck the Twin Towers: no warning, no clue!
Who thought it could happen, or knew what to do?
Fireman came and New York’s Men in Blue
Information about St. Paul’s involvement on September 11th:
Information about St. Paul’s long history:
Ages 5 – 8, 40 pages (Very short book with about a sentence on each page with beautiful pictures)
As September 11th approaches, I wanted to highlight some children’s books that can be used to discuss the topic.
September Roses is a true story about two sisters from South Africa who grow roses. They traveled with over 2,000 roses to New York City for a flower show. Due to the attack on the World Trade Centers, the flower show cancelled and the sisters weren’t able to travel back to South Africa. So, they had no where to go and boxes of unused roses. However, there was a suggestion for how to use the roses. The sisters formed two towers of roses that helped others during this tragic situation.
The book does a good job lightly explaining what occurred without giving too much details for young ages. The story is lovely of how roses could help people’s emotion during a difficult time. The pictures are beautiful as they move from bright colors into darkness. It’s a good book to lead into discussion.
– opening page
As I looked down at the roses, a young man walked to where I stood and told me how they came to be there.