do you want to share your 911 stories?- Page 2

[SweetQintheLights]

Posted: 9/10/06 at 7:25pm

"I was in San Diego and I was in either 5th or 6th grade."

Please don't tell me you don't know what grade you were in...

[justagirl2]

Posted: 9/10/06 at 7:26pm

These are really interesting.

I was in eighth grade, in my science class. We were doing a lab that had to do with pennies. Anyway, the principal came onto the speaker and told us that a plane had crashed into the World Trade Centers. Now, this is terrible, but I had NO idea what the World Trade Centers were, and I don't think anyone else in my class did, either. My teacher didn't seem too disturbed because we weren't given details of any kind, so we just kept on working. When class was over and I walked out to my locker, the girl whose locker was next to mine was crying about it, which I thought was weird. I didn't realize the extent of the situation until I got in the car with my mom at the end of the day and she explained it to me.

[neddyfrank2]

Posted: 9/10/06 at 7:32pm

If you insist I will figure out what Grade I was...

We are in the same class for Fifth and Sixth. (they combine them as one year with a 2 month break, which is summer vacation)

It was 5th
Updated On: 9/10/06 at 07:32 PM

[neddyfrank2]

Posted: 9/10/06 at 7:32pm

Double Post Updated On: 9/10/06 at 07:32 PM

[StageManager2]

Posted: 9/10/06 at 7:38pm

To be fair, SweetQ, gavrochegirl didn't know how old she was, either. Just subtract five years. Same with grades.

Updated On: 9/10/06 at 07:38 PM

[BrunetteBombshell]

Posted: 9/10/06 at 7:39pm

I was in the fourth grade sitting in the middle of one of my classes. The teacher that we had at the time was talking, as usual, and then my actual teacher came into the classroom.

She said something like "You know one of the towers in New York City was hit?" to the other teacher. Then I was thinking "Wow, that's horrible." and not much else.

A little while after that we all got the announcement that we were to go home early. So I got on the bus and waited to get dropped off at my day care.

When I got there my mom was there to pick me up with my little sister. After we all got home my mom turned on the tv. At the time I was too young to realize what had actually happened and I passed it off as just another boring news story. I remember I was even mad that "The Simpson's" wasn't going to be on that day!

But now, that I'm older and a little more mature, I can understand what happened. Then it wasn't a big deal to me, but now it is. I actually want to cry whenever I talk about it now. Updated On: 9/10/06 at 07:39 PM

[neddyfrank2]

Posted: 9/10/06 at 7:44pm

Well I just said Fith grade because that is the math level we were at, we were in sixth grade english.

It's confusing, and I am not sure what grade you could say I was in...5/6?

[bwayondabrain]

Posted: 9/10/06 at 8:08pm

i live down south, so i didnt have the near impact as much as someone living closer to where the attacks were
but the whole nation was impacted in some way, and here's my little story:
early that morning, my dad took a flight to LaGaurdia airport just outside of NYC. he left on about a 6 o'clock flight. he was just going on a business trip, and it was a pretty normal thing for us all. so, i go to school, and have a regular day for the most part. but i do remember during lunch our teachers made an announcement the planes had crashed into the WTC towers in new york. i was pretty scared, but was not really sure what happened- i knew it wasnt good. after school, my mom picked me up, and i found out that my dad's plane to NYC did not crash, and that he had landed somewhere in pennsylvania, or somewhere. from there, he rented a car and drove back. i took the next day off from school. once he got back, i was so relieved he was okay. he told us he was able to see the smoke from the WTC from the window of the plane. and then i remember the whole thing not being off the news for the next year or so.
that is my story- sorry it is sort of jumbled, but i hope you get a basic idea
i am very upset about what happened on 9/11, and it truly was one of the most horrifying events in my life, and in the lives of everyone, i would say.
so yeah.

[2]

Posted: 9/10/06 at 8:10pm

I remember I was in 5th grade, in Social Studies class. Over the loud speaker they said a plane hit the World Trade Center and that we should pray for those people on the plane and in the building (I went to a Catholic School). Funnily enough, my teacher just said that was very sad and something else and went back to the lesson. Than my regular teacher (like my home teacher) came and talked to my Social Studies teacher. All classes went back to the homerooms and in nearly every room (except the really young grades like K-3rd, I'd expect) the radios were going and the teachers were huddling in little groups. I remember sitting at my desk next my friend not talking but have a song stuck in my head, you know, the one that goes "This is the end of the world as we know it! This is the end of the world..." Terrible, I know... Then everyone was sent home. At my house my mother and grandmother were crying in front of the TV, my father was stuck in New York 'til 10:00PM, and all the while my little brother and I were watching all this go on with a strange apathy. Perhaps it was because we were in shock, or maybe we didn't know what this really meant. I just know I was pissed they were playing that damn "Hero" song by the Spainish guy all the f*cking time....
Well, I understand now...
Updated On: 9/11/06 at 08:10 PM

[KelRel]

Posted: 9/10/06 at 8:18pm

It was the beginning of my freshman year in college and my room mate and I always kept our alarm clock on Rick Dees in the Morning. Usually we woke up to top 40 stuff but that morning when it went off it was Rick talking. He was saying then that the Pentagon had been attacked and that the Towers had been hit. The night before my room mate and I had been talking about our families and she told me that her brother worked in the Pentagon. I jumped out of bed and went running to the bathroom to get her. (she had woken up a few minutes early and left the room right before the alarm had gone off) I got her and we ran back to our room to watch the news. We were both in a state of shock. She got on the phone and called her mom. Luckily her brother had been on vacation and wasn't at work that day.

I had a test in my film class that morning and as I walked to class it was the eeriest thing. People were laughing and talking as if nothing were wrong, and there I was terrified about what was going on. I felt like I was in a horror movie were I was the only one who knew all the horrible thing that had happend. As people arrived in class we started talking about what happened. So many people had no clue about the attacks. Our professor finally arrived and told us the test was cancelled and to go be with our families and friends.

My first thoughts were of my friend, now husband, who was in the Army. I knew that whatever had happened that we would retaliate in some form and I was terrified that he would be involved. He had just transfered to a new post and I didnt have his phone number there. I called the post's information line and under normal circumstances they couldn't have given his number out, but with the attacks there was no way at all that they would have given it to me. I still feel bad for the poor little old lady I spoke with that day. I was freaking out and was so adamant that she give me his number right then and there. I sent him about 10 e-mails, 15 offline messages, etc... telling him to call me as soon as he could.

I felt so lost and helpless with everything that was going on that the only thing I could focus on was him. It kept me grounded. He finally called and we talked for a bit. He helped me relax and reassured me that his unit more than likely wouldn't be going anywhere any time soon. We talked for a long time as I sat in front of the TV watching the footage over and over and over.

It was because of that phone call that my then friend finally found out how I felt about him. With all that was going on it seemed so wrong not to tell him how I felt about him. We started dating soon after and are now married.

That day was so horrible, I will never forget it and I don't think anyone ever should.

[AbbaRabbit]

Posted: 9/10/06 at 8:35pm

i was a sophomore in high school and i wasn't in mainstream classes, i was in a program called connections, so we found out a little differently than most of the kids in school.
we had just finished second period and everyone was standing out in the hall way and all of a sudden our social studies teacher, mr. cook, very quickly ushered everyone into the classroom and wheeled a tv in. i didn't know what was going on for a little while beacuse no one told us. when they turned the tv on i didn't understand it still beacuse we didn't see the towers right away.
the social worker came in and told us that there was an attack on new york city. they told me i could call my dad since he is a firefighter to see if he was on standby (he wasn't, he was in massachusets) and they told a few other kids whos parents worked in new york city that they could use the phone as well.
we basically spent the rest of the 3 periods left talking with the social worker and our teachers about what had happened but no one gave us any real details. they also alllowed us to write or draw if we wanted beacuse alot of the kids in the program, including me, that how they delt with stress. it wasn't untill 6th period when we left the connections area of the school and went to lunch that i found out what was really going on. i remember sitting at lunch with my friends mike and cory in silence.
i skipped 7th and 8th periods to sit in the library and go on the computer to try to make contact woith friends i had in dc and new york to make sure they were ok (one of the places i posted was broadway.com and was told that was stupid beacuse if someone wasn't ok they wouldn't be reading the posts, and now that i think about it it was kind of stupid but i wasn't thinking clearly then)
i ran home after school but i dont really remember much after that.

[BroadwayBulldog]

Posted: 9/10/06 at 8:35pm

No, not really.

[mrs felciano]

Posted: 9/10/06 at 8:38pm

I was in 7th grade at the time. I thought something was up because the principal made an announcement that teachers were not allowed to turn on the radio or the tv that day. I walked home from school normally that day and my mom was doing the dishes and she was crying. She explained but I still didn't really understand. I sat infront of the television and was just so blank. I was so confused. I went to school the next day and the principal said we were not allowed to talk about it and we'd be in trouble if we were. I was disgusted. Kids were confused and scared and it needed to be talked about. This was history being made right in front of us. We never did talk about it. It never was discussed. It was simply nothing.

Thankfully, I didn't know anyone who died that day. My heart goes out to all of you who had a more tragic experience that day.

[jlc6314]

Posted: 9/10/06 at 8:39pm

I was in 11th grade honors chemistry class. I remember someone came over the loudspeaker and told all the teachers to turn on their T.V.s. A lot of kids were expecting that we were going to be able to go home early, but we weren't. But we did watch news footage in every class. Then I went home and watched it with my parents. I just remember being in disbelief, and my mom crying.

[SweetQintheLights]

Posted: 9/10/06 at 8:43pm

" Can an Moderatrix move this to thread to the Student Board please.
Why? Just because many students are posting here, I don't think it's nessacary to be moved. It's an important topic and I don't think the posts are "student/school related" as much as what they were doing and going through on 9/11.

"How bout a little black dress?"~hannahshule "I have a penis, not a vagina." ~munkustrap178

Updated On: 9/10/06 at 08:43 PM

[mrs felciano]

Posted: 9/10/06 at 8:51pm

"7th grade? Who the frig has memories then for gosh sakes?"

You act as if 7th graders are still in diapers or something. I was 13 at the time. How could I not remember what happened?

Don't try to come in here and try to ruin this for people. It's a comfort to talk about these things with others. Just because a person was young at the time doesn't mean it hurt them any less. They're part of this country too.
Updated On: 9/10/06 at 08:51 PM

Posted: 9/10/06 at 8:52pm

i started this thread, & i am 36 years old.

[Dollypop]

Posted: 9/10/06 at 8:55pm

Remember Bulldog, our beloved President was reading stories to 2nd graders at the time he was informed of the tragedies. Those kids are now in 7th grade and have a very interesting slant on the events.

Let the kids express themselves on this topic. I think it's very important.

[dancingthrulife04]

Posted: 9/10/06 at 8:55pm

I was in 7th grade, and in my band class. Someone rang the phone, and my teacher spoke briefly with them before hanging up. It took him a few minutes before he could tell us what happened. I FREAKED, because I knew my mom passed there on her way to work all the time. It turned out she saw the whole thing, but was on the bus and not near enough. My uncle worked in one of the towers, but thankfully didn't go to work that day. My mom came to school to pick me up a few hours later, and we went home. That was when I found out that my dad (a firefighter), had been called in to help. I basically waited anxiously for a few days, becaus eI wasn't able to get in touch with him at all. Thankfully, he's still with us today. His boss, who was also a good friend, was killed that day. A week later, once the cell phones were starting to come back to normal, there was a message on my dad's cell phone (from his deceased boss), asking him to come into work on 9/11. It was all pretty surreal.

[JerseyGirl2]

Posted: 9/10/06 at 8:57pm

I had been working in Richmond, VA for a month and returned home on 9/10. I was staying with my parents at the time. My mother came in to my bedroom and woke me to tell me about the first plane. Honestly, I had driven 13 hours the day before and had gotten in at midnight. My mother had kept me up longer talking. I was exhausted. I said something about how terrible it was and then went back to sleep. When she came in to tell me about the second plane, I woke up. I ended up being glued to the television. I didn't sleep for the next two days. I couldn't stop watching. When I finally slept, I had screaming night terrors. I had no idea what was going on with me. I felt pretty stupid since I was so far away and I had become a hysterical mess. I hadn't lost anyone and no one I knew was taking it as hard as I did. I went to my doctor on the 18th for something else and he asked how I was. I started crying and talking about how I was feeling. He told me that I was the forth person that day that was going through the same thing. He said that often after a big tragedy like that, people who weren't really directly effected can still have PTSD. He medicated me. I really have to limit how much I watch. There was a memorial special on HBO this morning and I just cried hysterically. I am sure tomorrow will be rough.

Sorry that this seemed very me, me, me. This is just my experience and memory of that week. And just for the record, I was 25 at the time.

Updated On: 9/10/06 at 08:57 PM

Posted: 9/10/06 at 9:02pm

honey, dont worry about the "me, me ,me" thing.

i *want* to hear peoples stories & give everyone a chance to speak their piece....without anyone making any judgements!

[StageManager2]

Posted: 9/10/06 at 9:04pm

Well, I was NOT in 7th grade.

[MissElphie]

Posted: 9/10/06 at 9:06pm

I was in my first year of University. I worked a night job until 1am so usually got home and slept till 1 or so in the afternoon. I was still sleeping when the first plane hit, but I remember my boyfriend coming in to wake me up to tell me a plane had just hit the World Trade Centre. He told me that they weren't sure what had happened, but that it was probably an accident. I got up and came to my senses. I made it to the T.V. right as the second plane hit. I will never get that image or the feeling of seeing that out of my head. I remember my body just going numb and looking at my boyfriend in shock. We both knew at that second that the world had changed.
We didn't move from the T.V. the entire day. I just remember crying and sitting there in disbelief. Watching those buildings fall...it was the worst thing I have ever seen. There are no words for that.
My heart goes out to everyone who lost someone that day.
Updated On: 9/10/06 at 09:06 PM

[Dollypop]

Posted: 9/10/06 at 9:06pm

Obviously a great many of us lost loved ones that day, but as I read these stories, I realize how many of us had family and friends who normally would have been in that area but weren't for one reason or another. In my case, two cousins were recuperating from minor surgeries, my brother-in-law was in New Jersey on a business meeting and a dear friend had taken the day off to work at the polls (it was Primary Day). Thank Heavens for small miracles!

[Chenofan #1]

Posted: 9/10/06 at 9:09pm

I remember I was in 4th grade and was at an after school dance class and my mom came an hour early to pick me up. I didn't understand and she just said that something happen and I shouldn't worry. She brought me to Toys R Us just to make me less worried. She said it was just a little treat.

I remember she didn't let me watch TV that night, so I watched a movie. The next morning she told me what happend, and she didn't tell me the day before because she sisn't want me to get scared.

I don't think I had any reaction to it, and now that I am older and know what happen, I am mad at not reacting to tose poor souls who lost their lives. I am changed now that I understand it and that I am older.

It is still hard for me to grasp. Never in my life did something this tragic happen to me. It seems so surreal