I came to Botswana as a missionary with the Baptist church. As a 21-year-old when I first arrived, I was so excited. I was going to live overseas for the first time in my life, and I had just graduated from university. My first big adventure! A year into my two-year term, my parents came to visit me. We travelled to the beautiful Victoria Falls. On this fateful day, we had just arrived in a small hotel room in Zimbabwe and were going to freshen up before dinner. I started unpacking bags.
My dad said he would take a quick shower before dinner and my mom plopped onto the bed and mindlessly turned on the TV to pass the time until our dinner reservation. I wasn’t really paying much attention to what my mom was watching. She had just flipped to it and it seemed to be a crime drama or maybe an action movie as planes were flying into buildings and smoke was rising up. It never occurred to us that this might be the NEWS and this was REAL! The TV played in the background as we discussed our plans for the next day. Then, when the second plane flew into one of the twin towers, she happened to look back at the screen. She screamed "THIS IS REAL!! THIS IS HAPPENING NOW!" My dad was just getting out of the shower. He quickly got dresssed and walked out of the bathroom to find out what was all the ruckus about! We all sat on the bed and watched in horror.
