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on September 11, 2001?
I can't believe that in just a few days it will be the 10 year anniversary.
I was on the football field with the band practicing for the halftime show when the first plane hit. I was in Freshman English when the second plane hit, that's when I realized how bad it was.
I was pretty naive back then and couldn't really wrap my mind around what was going on. Now when I watch the footage of it, I can't help but cry.
So, where were you and what were you doing that morning?
Re: Where were you...
The whole thing started while I was in 1st hour German. I heard rumblings of an attack in the hallways while walking to 2nd hour pre-AP English...then I got to class and saw the TV on. My English teacher was crying at her desk, most of the lights were off, and footage of the planes hitting the towers was replaying on ABC. I'll never forget that moment, that feeling...it was so creepy, watching something like that happen to OUR country and not being able to do anything about it.
Our principal at the time was National Guard and came over the intercom during lunch to give some brief comments about the event, and I left volleyball practice early after school because Fort Sill went on lockdown, and my mom was afraid my dad would be shipped off somewhere because of his MOS at the time. I remember him coming home and all of us just sitting in the entertainment room, watching footage and wondering what would happen next.
Can't believe it's been nearly 10 years...
ETA: I remember being nervous to do normal things like ride the bus around campus that day because universities have such a high population of international students and people were already doing crazy retaliatory things against Outsiders in general.
I walked into the grad lounge at OU when the second plane hit. I don't think I understood what I saw and I didn't realize it was a second plane. I went into my advisor's office and she looked...odd. I said "Okay, how can a pilot just ram into a huge building like that?" and she said "That wasn't the first plane." I remember my heart just dropping.
I had Condolidations right after that and we were kind of talking about it - this guy from Pakistan in my class made some sort of comment about how he was surprised it hadn't happened by now given how lax our airport security was. I couldn't even control myself, I just went off on him. He ended up dropping the class and I always felt bad about that but....I just felt like that was such an insensitive thing to say..and no doubt he was in America, going to OU on a free ride (while I was paying full price).
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I was sleeping. A friend of mine who lives in NJ called me after the first plane hit, but I was exhausted so I didn't answer, let it go to voicemail, and crawled back into bed. Literally 2 minutes later the phone rang again, and it was Mom. That time I answered because I knew something must have happened--two separate people do not call a sleeping college freshman that early in the morning for no reason. My mom told me a plane hit the WTC, and my first reaction was that it was just a Cessna or some other little private plane. Then she told me it was an airliner, and I realized it was serious.
My grandpa was an engineer, and just after the second plane hit I remember him saying that those buildings were going to come down because there was no way the structures could handle not only the damage, but the heat from the fires. It sucks that he was right.
Awful day.
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I was in high school (11th grade I think) and I was preparing to give the school announcements via intercom. The principal motioned for me to wait and handed me a slip of paper, it read "devastating events were unfolding in NY and the Pentagon."
I remember thinking it was a small incident, nothing too big. Once I made it to my English class and began watching the events on television, I realized I was wrong...
I was in grad school but didn't have class that day, so I was asleep. My dad called and woke me up, then asked me to go gas up the cars ASAP because the price of gas would likely go way up.
It was crazy. I was in an MSW program, and our classes were canceled for a week because so many of our professors left to councel the people of NYC.
I was a junior in college, and was at my apartment, getting ready for a 9am conducting class. I saw the news after the first plane hit, and called my dad because I knew he would have seen the news, too. While we were talking about what a strange accident that was, we saw the second plane strike. We obviously knew then something was horribly wrong. I excused myself to go to class as it was close to 9.
My classmates and I were discussing what we had seen on the news, and our professor came in, with tears in his eyes. He said there was more important stuff going on than conducting, so we went to the university center to watch the news. There were so many people in there.
That's where we watched the towers fall. A friend of mine and I huddled together on the ground, while mass comm majors came around and took pictures of crying people for the university newspaper. When 10am rolled around, we went back to the music building to see if we were required to come to class. We were. The professor was wearing a patriotic shirt and tie, and was playing patriotic tunes on the piano as we walked into class. I remember being appalled as I felt it was in poor taste. We were in shock and mourning. We weren't ready for the patriotism just yet.
They closed the campus by noon, and I went to H's house (then boyfriend) and watched the news all afternoon, after trying to gas up my nearly-empty car. H was glued and said nothing. I said nothing. There was nothing to say. I was a piano teacher at the time at an arts studio, and the owner stayed open saying that the little kids "wouldn't understand" anyway so there was no reason to change the routine. I thought, and still think, she just wanted the money. I was useless that day as a piano teacher.
Sorry. I am not sure how to explain it but - he was criticizing how our country operates - but because of how our country operates is why he was able, as a non citizen, to come to OU for free. His comments were completely insensitive and inappropriate. (He was attending OU for free)
I totally see where you are coming from but it is not at all the same and has nothing to do with one person being white and the other person being not.
I was getting ready to head to classes at the law school with my boyfriend (now DH). We were watching the news as we got ready and I kept thinking - gosh, how come all these accidents are happening? Is there some technical glitch that is causing planes to fall from the sky?
When we got to school, a tv was pulled into the lobby area and we watched the towers collapse. People were crying, frantically calling people they knew who were in the area. One girl's dad was at the Pentagon, but not the wing that got hit. Everyone looked shell shocked.
Classes were cancelled for two days. The eeriest part was not hearing planes go by since they were grounded. It was so quiet and we were glued to our tvs.
I was a junior at UF. That particular day, I was waitressing at a breakfast joint (one of my 2 jobs), when someone announced that a plane had hit the World Trade Centers. At first we thought it was a joke, but then the second one hit, and we (the waitresses) took turns to run next door to the sports bar, to watch coverage on TV.
Once the towers fell, we spent a lot of time upset as we waitressed. I didn't even know anyone in the towers but I was just devastated that something so horrible could happen and I found it very difficult to be cheerful as I gave people their breakfast...especially as customers were trying to get ahold of their family or friends.