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Re: Do you remember September 11, 2001?
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I woke up to my normal radio station (kiss 106.1) to them talking about it. I listened to it for a couple minutes and then decided to get up and go see what was on TV. I walked into the kitchen and watched for about 10 minutes before the first tower fell. My grandma and I were both in tears as the first fell. Neither of us could believe what was happening. I watched the news until right after the second tower fell when I had to start getting ready for school.
I got to school and my biology teacher had the tv on and we watched it while we did our lab for the day. Most classes didn't get much done as we were all too busy paying attention to the tv. My world history class spent the day discussing what was going on and watching CNN. I remember writing down the timeline, that CNN had running across the bottom of the news cast, in notebook.
School even had a tv out in the cafeteria for the students to continue watching. I remember getting to my final class of the day and watching it for the first couple minutes but then my teacher turned it off and went about our regular scheduled lesson plan. Most of us couldn't focus on her lesson though. I got home and the first thing I did was go and sit in front of the tv and watch the same thing that I had been watching all day long. I really didn't care though because I still couldn't believe that something like this was happening.
Yes, you've all officially made me feel old.
I was in my second year of teaching 8th grade English.
I was in Colorado, so it was an hour later there. On the evening of the 10th, the Broncos had played on Monday Night Football, and one of my all-time favorite players, Ed McCaffrey, actually broke his leg during the game. So that morning, as I was almost to school, I switched over to news radio, hoping to hear an update about McCaffrey's injury. As I pulled into the parking lot, they mentioned that they'd just heard that a plane had hit the World Trade Center in NYC. The first report actually mentioned that they thought it might've been a small, prop-engine plane.
It wasn't until I went to a team meeting during 3rd period around 10:00 that I learned what had actually happened. I think that the first tower had fallen by then.
I've always really loved NYC, and I been to the top of the Trade Center a few years earlier. I was totally floored and stunned and wanted to do nothing but watch TV and cry, but we were told to just keep teaching, and we were told to keep the TVs off. My students were grumbling and complaining because the first track meet of the year was supposed to be that afternoon, and it was cancelled. I had a really hard time reminding myself that it wasn't hitting them the same way it was hitting me.
I actually brought in my own photos of the WTC to school the next day to show my students and talk about it. (Remember the pre-digital photo days?) I'm still super bummed that the photos got lost somehow, and I don't have them anymore.
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I was in college. My apartment was above a daycare and I heard a bunch of parents outside saying that the entire airspace in the country was closed. I turned on the tv and was shocked. I was living down in Olympia and had a boyfriend in the army, he was at Yakima training center and had to stay an extra few days so I was by myself. I was actually kind of scared as no one really knew what was going to happen. I had to commute up to Lakewood to work and pass Fort Lewis which was very strange. Before 9-11 it was super easy to get on base, on that day it was completely shut down to the outside. I worked at a grocery store and most of the customers that came in were very shocked, sad, but at the same time everyone had each other.
I remember calling my friend because they were evacuating the Columbia tower in Seattle. We both watched the news while we talked on the phone. I called my mom at her school and they were watching the news. I also remember a few days later buying my first cell phone. After hearing the stories of people trapped and calling their families it made me think that I needed one too. I've actually had the same cell number since then.
i was in 11th grade.. i walked into first period (early), and the math teacher was watching it on the news...... i didn't pay a lot of attention, i thought it was an accident. we watched it for about half the class....i had no idea why everyone was so absorbed in it. ..
my then-boyfriend who worked at the mall texted me a few hours later and told me he was being sent home...the mall was shutting down. i was pissed because i was going to see him at work after school.
it wasn't until i was on my way home and i was walking home from the school bus stop that my neighbor said "we're at war"......that's when i realized something was actually wrong. she told me about the 3 incidents.....i was completely oblivious to what was going on all day--i thought people were freaking out about "just a plane crash".
i went to the bathroom at some point in the morning and i saw a girl crying in there... it was my friends exgf..they had broken up the week before or something...so i didn't say anything to her.........i figured she was still heartbroken about losing my friend (he's quite the catch). turns out her mom was a flight attendant on one of the planes
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I was starting my junior year in college and I was staying over at my ex's place and his alarm was set to go off to NPR.
I was half awake when I heard the reports that the planes hit the tower and some how that got rolled in to my dream and I kept telling myself that it was just a dream and that I was going to wake up.
Finally, I woke up, realized it wasn't a dream, stood there watching TV opened mouth. I was working at Bellevue Square at the time and one of the manager's Dad was in the Pentagon at the time of the attacks. She talked to him on the phone right before they were evacuated (he made it out ok.) I think that's when I first started to cry because that was the saddest and most haunting call that I've ever heard. They closed the mall later that morning and all I remember doing for the next few days was being glued to the TV.
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I do. I was still living with my mom, and she woke me up at about 5am (she's a morning person) and said that our country was under attack and we turned on the TV and just watched the whole thing unfold.
It was surreal, but so horrifying and just... indescribable, really.
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AK is 4 hours behind the East Coast.I was living on my own with my ex. I woke up to a phone call from my dad. He told me not to be scared but that a lot was going on and he was going to be unable to call or check emails until they figured out what was going on. He was stationed in Turkey for the Air Force. They immediately were put on lock down. I was actually lucky my dad had enough rank to make a phone call, many people were not.
Confused I turned on the TV just as the second plane hit the towers. I went to work that day and school and pretty much watched the TV or was checking the internet though due to the heavy traffic it was hard to get much info.
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I probably have the strangest experience of most people I know: I was studying abroad in France. I had only been there about 8 days. We were supposed to go on a tour of the cathedral and then were attending a dinner hosted by the French-American club. My friend and I went to the wrong church (silly me thought all stone churches were cathedrals) and missed the tour so we sat at a cafe smoking and having espresso until it was time to go to the club.
We were having a pleasant stroll and as we approached the building, an older gentleman came hurrying up to us and asked if we were Americans. We replied yes, and he told us, "An airplane has crashed into your Pentagon! You are all supposed to go back to the Institut, I will bring you." We were very confused and at first thought it was a terrible joke. We finally believed him and went in his car (seems so foolish looking back, but he knew the names of our director and our secretary) and he droves us to school. (Turns out he was the president of the club and was trying to round up any students who had missed the tour.) Everyone was crowded around the little tv in our lounge. That's when we found out about the towers. Several of the girls were in hysterics. That irked me because they were mostly drama queens and only one of them had good reason (her uncle was a fireman and his district included the towers so he would have been among first responders). The other girls carried on for weeks, telling the rest of us we "couldn't understand" because we were from the West coast, as if we also couldn't be upset because we weren't from the Carolinas or whatever.
My friend came home with me because her host parents were in Paris for the week. My host mom had dinner in the living room waiting for us so we could sit and watch CNN (in English, which was nice).
I really missed out on the group country cultural experience, so it will always be kind of surreal to me. I've heard all the reports of what the country was like (everyone was flying flags, people were nice to each other EVERYWHERE) and it still ends up a little foreign to me. One thing that pisses me off about anti-French sentiment in the US (which is sooo stupid) is that I was THERE during that whole phase. For more than a month, as soon as anyone recognized my accent, they switched to English to say, "I am so sorry for you and your country." My host brother was declaring if the US went to war and France helped, he would join the army.
I woke up, late for class, checked in online, a friend of mine was commenting about how a plane had flown into the twin towers. I thought, fleetingly, that was remarkably stupid of the pilot, particularly since a few years before some private prop plane some rich guy had flown had done the same thing.
I remember how irritated I was at myself for scheduling a class so early in the morning, and that as a junior, I should really have learned better by then. :P
Got to class, halfway through my Tuesday Japanese class at around 9:20 or so, a woman from the administration walked in. I guess they were sending someone to all the classes. She talked to the professor briefly and Tanamura sensei let us know what had happened and told us classes were canceled for the rest of the day, possibly the next day too.
The rest of the day was surreal. I remember trying to get a hold of my friends and being unable to. Getting through to people in Manhattan was hard. I remember a friend who went to Stuy calling me and leaving a message, not so coincidentally, he was watching it happen. I wonder if I have the message still somewhere. I doubt it. I don't know. I remember relief when finding out a friend of mine who usually works in the building next to the towers (the one that burned down) was in London on a business trip and that another friend woke up late for work that day and was on the ferry from Jersey when it happened.
I remember seeing the towers fall on tv and the utter shock that accompanied it.
I remember watching tv with friends whose parents work in the financial district. I remember flinching every time a plane flew above our school; I went to school in western Massachusetts, we were near an airforce base. I don't remember ever crying.
I remember watching the coverage from other nations in horror (I don't know how, but we got a lot of non-US based channels in our school's cable package), and seeing how Mexican tv particularly, zoomed in on people jumping from the towers. It was horrifying. I remember how, after the first day, most of us just stopped watching tv.
I remember rethinking my fall break plans. I was supposed to go visit a friend at Columbia. I went anyway. Another friend and I walked all the way down to the financial district and then all the way back up at around 9pm. Times Square was busy, as usual, but the rest of the city was... so quiet. It was creepy. It was unsettling.
Mostly. I remember the drinking. Not the day of, but afterwards. I think drinking incidents, alcohol poisoning and general who the f cares debauchery skyrocketed on campus that year. I know I drank a lot that year, probably more than I ever had or will. Our school feeds a lot of people into New York's financial industry. A lot of girls who went to my school were from that area. Generally, it was a numb time for me that I would rather forget, but every year, inevitably, it comes up again.
That's actually kind of heartening to know. The next year, our campus house's head resident came back from her JYA in London and said that a lot of the people she interacted with weren't quite so supportive of the US. Given all the anti-French sentiment in the US and pro-British, it's kind of ironic.
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When it happened I was at home getting ready for HS. It was one of the first days of school. I remember my dad watching it on the news and I guess I didn't realize the severity of it, which makes me feel sad. On the school bus, we listened to the news the entire time. The whole day, in each class, we reflected on it, watched the news, and the school kept us updated.
I'm going to NYC at the end of the month and I imagine it will be pretty emotional. I'm definitely going to pay my respects.
I was in my senior year of HS and heard it on the radio while I was getting ready. I remember being shocked and not really knowing what to do.
We watched tv in my government class, but I don't remember what we did in the other classes.
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Yeah, sentiments changed but that was more in reaction to the p!sspoor way Cheney and Bush handled everything afterwards, going into the wrong country, etc. I was there September until just before Christmas and the sentiment was the same the whole time I was there. We did say we were from Vancouver, BC whenever we traveled but that was because several students encountered middle Eastern looking people shouting in streets and boasting how they would kill an American if they saw one. It seems that while the majority empathized with our pain, it also made the crack pots bolder about accosting/harrassing innocent Americans on the streets and it was just better to avoid. I specifically remember this one lady at a Patisserie I visited on occasion. They had the fanciest desserts but the lady was usually so b!tchy to me. One day, I was actually talking to a friend in the store (usually I just drooled while selecting my treat and spoke little) and recognized my accent and her whole demeanor changed - she switched to English to give her her support (seriously, big deal for her) and became kinder to me.
I was in law school in DC, three blocks from the white house and across the river from the Pentagon. I woke up to the radio talking about and I thought I was dreaming. Turned on the news. Showed twin towers being hit, said more planes in the air heading for the White House. There were also reports of car bombs on the mall and by State Dept and that the whole mall was on fire -- not true.
I went to school and everyone was watching CNN all day, no class, lots of people with friends and family in New York. People that lived across the river had to walk home (that's a LONG walk) because you couldn't drive near the Pentagon. The block around the White House was closed for a long time after that and guys w/ machine guns surrounded the White House. Tanks w/ rockets/missiles were along the highway by Pentagon since 9/11. And for about a month there were tanks w/ soldiers and machine guns on most blocks, which made for interesting nights bar hopping.
I also flew out of DC a few weeks later. BTW, I was also in DC during anthrax and the Sniper...it was pretty crazy.
And to everyone who was in high school on 9/11, thanks for making me feel old!