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#763 | Friday, February 15th 2002
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I was sitting in statistics class when my teacher turned on the TV. It was 5 minutes before the end of class, and she doesn't usually do that, so we were all wondering why. Suddenly images of smoke and fire filled the screen, and I read on the bottom of the TV that the World Trade Center had been hit by a plane. At first, I thought... "There's no way this was intentional. Someone had to be drunk, it's an accident."
Then came second period, where we watched the news and found out that it was no accident. Someone had attacked us.
Luckily, I didn't lose anyone in the tragedies, but they still hit too close to home, and I hope that nothing like this happens again. It's a little interesting to be able to live through history, but I wish I didn't have to.
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Stephanie | 17 | South Carolina
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#667 | Friday, January 25th 2002
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I was sitting in my Spanish IV class when one of my school's office secretaries knocked on the door to ask my teacher if the Spanish department had an extra TV they could watch in the office. My teacher told us that a plane had hit or bombed the World Trade Center and the Pentagon and that several other ones were flying around. He turned on the radio briefly while we nervously talked, and heard at the very end of a brief story that two planes had hit the World Trade Center and another had crashed into or near the Pentagon. He turned off the radio, and attempted to carry on the lesson, but we weren't very interested in it. At the very end of the class, the principal came on over the intercom and told us that planes had hit the World Trade Center and Pentagon. Upon getting to Religion class, we had some sort of lesson we went through, but before entering the classroom, I leaned into the next room, which had a TV in it and all of the seniors were watching. I was briefly able to see the World Trade Center towers on fire. In the last period before lunch, Pre-Calculus, we had a test, so we did not hear anything for 45 minutes. At lunch time, I ate my lunch inside, simply because I didn't really feel like going all the way outside to the courtyard to eat. I had found out that the first tower had fallen, but it was not until this point that my friend told me that both had been taken down. I learned a little more about the Pentagon as well. After finishing my lunch, I went to the school's library and was quite surprised to find it filled with people using the computers. I saw several of my friends trying to access the various news sites, which were overloaded and taking forever to display. During my U.S. History class immediately after lunch, we began discussing what information we did have. A few moments later, the principal came on the intercom again and told us that the bishop had declared the following day a day of prayer and that school would be closed. In Chemistry, my last class of the day, we listened to the radio for the two periods for which I have that class. Once I got home, I started visiting the news sites, eventually finding out that CNN.com worked through a link from Metafilter, and was able to get the updates without any lag or problems loading it.
I know that I shall remember this day and the events of it forever, and I hope that everyone else remembers the horrible tragedy so that it may never be repeated again.
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KeplerNiko | 16 | South Carolina
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#595 | Monday, December 31st 2001
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I think it impossible to ever forget where I was, what I was doing, and how I felt that tragic day, Tuesday, September 11, 2001. Like a lot of people I got out of bed nonchalantly and and got dressed. it was no special day to me. Just another horrid day I had to spend at school. I headed to school and went through first period not knowing what had happened. While many lives were taken I sat in French wishing the bell would ring. I soon got my wish and went out of the 200 hall, onto the breezeway, and into the 400 hall. I never could have even conceived those steps I was taking would change my life forever. I entered the Computer Tech room around 9:46. I noticed my teacher had the television on watching CNN. In a matter of minutes I shared in the confusion around the nation. More than confusion swept over me though, fear, heartache, pride, uncertainty, alarm, and ambush all found their place that morning. I cried like so many others. I was hurt that people in other countries hate me so much, and they have never even met me. I was confused how fellow classmates could laugh and joke and pretend nothing out of the usual had happened. My life was turned upside-down; it was forever changed. I remember going to a prayer service that night. Sharing with the pain of so many, I put aside my differences and tried to do a small part in the healing of lives. I remember watching President Bush that night, feeling proud he was my president. Before this tragedy I often mocked and made fun of him. I easily came to support everything he said and did after this tragedy even though I am a democrat. Political Parties had no place in this. We all came together and put petty differences aside. I will never forget the words spoken by our President that night, "None of us will ever forget this day, yet we go forward to defend freedom.", and truly that is what happened. This tragedy was definitely terrible, but a lot of good came out of it. Afghanistan is regaining freedom, many people started attending church again, and families were brought together, among other things. Our country united, and the pride of America shone through. They "awakened a sleeping giant", and if the terrorists sought to tear our great nation apart, they truly failed. I believe Senator McCain said it best "God may have mercy on these terrorists, but we will not." I have never been more proud to be an American. In a lot of ways, I'm glad this happened when I was young. Hopefully, I will carry things I have learned from this with me the rest of my life.
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Kayla | 14 | South Carolina
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#592 | Monday, December 31st 2001
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I walked into my French class and my teacher had the television on. I asked her what was going on and she said she had no idea. The whole class sat glued to the TV until the guy behind me tapped me on the shoulder and told me some place in New York had been bombed. I had a bit of a panic attack after that until about five minutes later our principal came on the intercom. He told us the World Trade Center had been bombed.
Next thing everyone knew, the internet and cable were cut off. I later found out this was when people were jumping out of the fiery buildings. We had a very short French lesson that day and talked about what had happened for the rest of the period.
Then the bell rang and I went off to Science in a daze. What bothered me immensely was that some people were totally oblivious to the fact that this would change everyone's lives forever. I spent the rest of the day explaining to people who didn't understand what the whole thing meant.
It's such a sad thing that happened.... I know that's a huge understatement, but there is no word for the amount of pain and suffering on that day. God bless America.
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Allison | 14 | South Carolina
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#508 | Tuesday, December 18th 2001
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I was at work when I found out what happened. I called my wife who stayed at home sick to turn a news. A while later our boss called a department meeting and stated that our plant suspends all operations effective immediately untill next day, September 12 with possible make up at Saturday, September 15th. Since I didn't know what can I do to help, I decided to go to the nearest Red Cross blood draw station to donate blood. So we did.
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Bolko | 59 | South Carolina
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