Reflection

This past weekend, I was extremely sad by all the reminders of 9/11 and I tried to avoid watching TV and reading  stories, but the more I think about it, the more important I think it is to remember this event. Innocent people lost their lives that day. People went to work that Tuesday just like it was another day in their lives and I think that we can all agree, that it should have been a normal day. People were flying to see family and friends or for work to provide for their families. I am sure the rescue workers could have never been trained for something like this.

I can remember exactly where I was when I heard. I was in IPS class, it was freshman year. I was anxiously waiting for the bell to ring to go to 2nd period class. I was tired and all I wanted was for the day to come to an end as quickly as possible. Just before the bell rang, our principal came over the loud speaker and uttered those words that stopped everyone in the school dead in their tracks, "the World Trade Centre has been hit by an airplane". My reaction was stunned. I stood there and has the bell rang, I walked to spanish class. I don't think at that moment, I fully realized the impact that this event would have. I was saddned and worried, my cousin lived not too far away from the towers and I couldn't help but worry that she was out and about that day and got caught in the mess. Luckily, she was ok. The first time I saw what had happened I was in Creative Writing class. We spent the whole 45 minutes watching the news. They kept playing the video of the planes flying into the buildings. I was shocked and extremely saddened, even more so. I couldn't think of any other reaction but sobbing and that's what I did. I just sobbed. We watched it again in my last class. This time I couldn't find the energy to cry. I sat there in confusion. Why would anyone want to do this? I still find it confusing. People taking innocent lives without a reason. It baffles me to this day what people are thinking.

On this day of rememberance, remember those innocent people that lost their lives; the people that went to work that day not knowing what was going to happen, the people that were at the airport just wanting to get somewhere and the rescue workers who gave their lives so that others might have theirs.

TheJoeD on
thejoed

It's unfortunate that televison won't be able to convey the unity that we had in the days following the attacks. It's more unfortunate though, that that unity is long gone.

I watched the second plane hit the towers just after I woke up that morning. Then I saw the Pentagon was hit soon after. I thought it was probably the work of Timothy McVeigh-type people. The magnitude didn't set in though. I went to school like I normally would have. Class was cancelled and ended up making it back in time to see the tower collapse. Still surreal when you think about it. I remember feeling comfortable in the chaos, but fearing the aftermath.

crazydreamer
Female - 22 years old
SAINT PAUL, MN
United States
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