TemplarKormac
Political Atheist
Today is 9/11. Never Forget what happened 23 years ago on 9/11/01, when terrorists killed 3000 people, destroyed a national treasure, and severely damaged the Pentagon.
I was a child in middle school then, Clarke Middle to be precise. All the brutal imagery and footage were seared into my childlike innocence as I sat in class staring at the TV that morning. I went from obsessing over what would happen next on Star Trek to wondering if I would ever see my grandmother again.
I can remember Principal Sherman ordering all the teachers in the school to turn on the TVs, because even amid all the death and destruction, it was historic.
"Teachers, please turn on the TV in your classrooms. There has been a major terrorist attack on the World Trade Center."
Our teacher turned it on just in time to see the second plane strike. The other tower was already struck and burning. I sat there in fear as I saw the footage of the first strike, the towers collapsing and those poor, innocent people jumping from 80 to 100-story windows to escape the 2000-degree heat and smoke.
I left class after that, thinking the world was ending, and that I wouldn't never get to be with my grandmother again. The world was ending and I was in school, away from her, surrounded by strangers. I went through the rest of the school day dazed and scared. I remember being so happy to see my grandmother when she picked me up.
I will never forget that Tuesday morning in 2001. The fear, the joy... Never, for so long as I keep my memory. You should never forget either. If you were there or witnessing it from afar, you should never forget it.
God Bless America.
I was a child in middle school then, Clarke Middle to be precise. All the brutal imagery and footage were seared into my childlike innocence as I sat in class staring at the TV that morning. I went from obsessing over what would happen next on Star Trek to wondering if I would ever see my grandmother again.
I can remember Principal Sherman ordering all the teachers in the school to turn on the TVs, because even amid all the death and destruction, it was historic.
"Teachers, please turn on the TV in your classrooms. There has been a major terrorist attack on the World Trade Center."
Our teacher turned it on just in time to see the second plane strike. The other tower was already struck and burning. I sat there in fear as I saw the footage of the first strike, the towers collapsing and those poor, innocent people jumping from 80 to 100-story windows to escape the 2000-degree heat and smoke.
I left class after that, thinking the world was ending, and that I wouldn't never get to be with my grandmother again. The world was ending and I was in school, away from her, surrounded by strangers. I went through the rest of the school day dazed and scared. I remember being so happy to see my grandmother when she picked me up.
I will never forget that Tuesday morning in 2001. The fear, the joy... Never, for so long as I keep my memory. You should never forget either. If you were there or witnessing it from afar, you should never forget it.
God Bless America.