A day, just an ordinary day. I woke up and got ready for school. I was just eleven years old and in the sixth grade at the time. Although it has been six years since it occured, I still remember it like it was yesterday.
I was in History class with around twenty other children about the same age as me. We were focused on who was "going out" with who.... when all of a sudden our red headed teacher rolls the T.V. to the middle of the classroom and turns it on. "SHHH.." she said and everyone's eyes turned to the front of the classroom. I saw a picture of this man with a towel wrapped around his head, later to find that that man was none other than Osama Bin Laden. Our teacher told us that it was a big deal, this stuff she was showing us on the T.V. but I did not realize how BIG of a deal it really was.
I heard of plane one and then plane two. Still confused.
I stood outside and waited for my mother to pick me up from school. When she got there she was crying and I wondered why she was so happy to see me and my sisters?!?! There was not much said on the way home. When we got home, we watched T.V. and every channel was full of what I had seen in my History class earlier in the day. My mother tried to explain to me what had happened and the more I watched the T.V. the more I realized the tragedy.
By seeing how September 11, 2001 affected my community, and my own family in a small town in Alabama, I felt the hurt for all of the people in New York that day. Every single person that witnessed it first hand. All of the firefighters that gave up their lives for a perfect stranger. Family's and friend's who lost someone close. I cant even imagine.
All I could do was pray for them.
September 11, 2001 made me realize how blessed I am to live in this country. I also realized not to take life for granted cause in a blink of an eye it could be over.
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I was in a similar situation. I was in 6th grade also, and it was my homeroom teacher who came in. It really is a hard thing to even think about, I can imagine that it is 10X harder to think about if your own family was effected.
I also think that one lesson that can be learned is that we, as a country, need to work together to help those who need it. Even if it is just donating to a local organization.
i was the same way. although me teacher didnt show us the news, she told us about what had happened.
I had no idea what she was talkinga about, and I didnt see it to be a big deal.
When i got home, i watched the news and saw the film of the planes crashing into the towers over and over again.
I didnt understand why anyone who do such a thing. I didnt know that it was a terrorist attack, neither did i know what a terrorist was.
When my mom explained to me, I began to cry, and it began to sink in.
It didnt fully sink in until i payed a trip to ground zero a few years ago.
It was so powerful being in the exact spot of the tradgety. I had never been to NY while the towers were standing, but i could still feel an absence.
it was so sad.
I bet it was very tragic to be there where it all happened. Just standing there and thinking of what occured in that very spot...
I was in 6th grade too, and also 11 years old. I thought the world was going to come to an end. I was honestly sitting in my seat and praying and waiting to be in heaven. My science teacher took us to the math teacher's classroom and we watched the news all afternoon. Several parents came and got their kids to take them home. When I got off the bus and went in my house that afternoon, mom gathered me and my siblings up and hugged us. We all sat and stared at the TV for the next few weeks. My brother is too young to remember much about it. He was only 6. My sister was in elementary school, and they didn't want the little kids to see it. I just pray that nobody forgets, ever.
Your right. We need to remember what occured that day to know that life is unpredictable.
September 11th was a horrible tragedy and it will never be forgotten. I remember watching it on t.v at school. I couldn't believe it. It was so sad. Even though I wasn't personally effected by the event It still hit me. I felt horrible for all the people in New York. Imagining what the families had felt like losing so many loved ones. Family and Friends dying. It wasn't fair. Such a disaster had made me realize a lot of things, especially when it happened. I am thankful that God has allowed me to wake up every morning. I have been so blessed.