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#590 | Monday, December 31st 2001
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I am a freshman in a brand new high school. I remember the news as clear as anything. I went to my study hall class, and there was my teacher trying to tune a TV with the teacher next door. The school is brand new, as i said, so the TVs were not installed yet. I asked why the urgency to tune the TV and radio, and they told me that Palestinian terrorists had crashed two planes into the World Trade Center.I was reminded of Israel's violence. I remember my 7th grade teacher saying a paper clip gets good reception for TVs so i did that. I stuck a paper clip on the back of the TV.
We were watching NBC as the towers came crashing down. Then, we went to a pre-scheduled club fair. Radios were on full blast. This was when the FAA grounded and diverted every plane in the sky with some unaccounted for. I thouhg "some unaccounted for? what?" talks of nuclear war were everywhere. I remember that morning.
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Jesse | 14 | Kansas
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#511 | Tuesday, December 18th 2001
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We are a very trusting & vunerable people to think that what happened could never, ever happen on US soil. I, for one, thought that myself.
I was at work when it all happened. When I fist heard that a plane hit the WTC, I thought that maybe it was a horrible accident of some kind. But, when there was another plane that had hit, I knew we were in trouble.
I know that it has really made me open my eyes to what can happen and we are not exempt from this terror just because we live in the U.S..
I think though, the one thing I hope we all understand....this is not about any religion or race. It is about what hate can do and how it can really not only effect a few or a million, but it has effected the whole world.
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Sarah | 25 | Kansas
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#503 | Tuesday, December 18th 2001
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September 11, 2001: the day America changed forever. This wasn’t supposed to happen on American soil. A sense of disbelief overwhelmed me as I listened to television reporters after the first plane hit the World Trade Center speculating whether a pilot had been blinded by the early morning sun or, more ominously, a terrorist might have struck. Then, as I watched, the second plane hit. I woke my husband and told him the world had gone crazy. There was no doubt now that it was a deliberate attack. I watched most of the day as the awful truth unfolded: that innocent citizens had been used to kill more innocent citizens. The Pentagon is struck, a plane goes down in Pennsylvania. It is surreal.
We have lost so much. We have lost brothers and mothers and uncles and best friends. They are next-door-neighbors who work hard, love their families, and have modest dreams. And they are gone forever.
There is an overwhelming urge to touch the hands and faces of those you love. Those you can’t touch physically, you call on the phone. “I love you.”
By mid-afternoon I moved away from the television coverage long enough to go out into the streets, where already cars and trucks are festooned with American flags. There are long lines at the gas stations, where it is rumored prices are tripling and quadrupling. Even in a relatively small Kansas city, the familiar rhythm of the normal is somehow skewed.
By evening we began to learn of the ordinary people who had done so many extraordinary things throughout the day. They were called heroes. And they are.
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Linda | 51 | Kansas
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#418 | Sunday, December 9th 2001
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I was in Geometry class when a teacher came in and said that 2 planes hit the World Trade Center. The rest of the day we were all numb. We were afraid of a nuclear war. We were afraid of our families enlisted in the armed services dying in a war. I was afraid of never seeing my family again.
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Bo | 16 | Kansas
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