Thursday, September 11, 2008

9-11: Never Forget

Seven years ago, I was still in High School. (yikes!) I lived about 18 miles east of the World Trade Center. I was in gym class and I remember one teacher whispering to our gym teacher, and our teacher gasping and saying "who would do such a thing." I thought it was a dispute between students or something of that nature. We were brought outside, but quickly brought back in. We had no idea what was going on. I heard it in the halls, because the kids in woodshop got to watch TV and saw it happen. I went to my 3rd period class and we discussed it briefly- but our principal MADE EVERYONE GO ON TEACHING. I had an algebra quiz. I watched my friend Amanda run from her 3rd period class crying, since her dad worked in the towers. (He got out safely.) Smoke floated over our town from the burning buildings. I went to lunch and saw siblings and parents run in and grab their kids- since we weren't technically supposed to leave. It was the worst job they could have done handling such a horrible tragedy. The principal felt "lockdown"- no internet or TV access allowed, no one leaving, day going on as normal- would be best since most peoples' parents worked in or around the city. Instead it was mass chaos. In my last period class, history, our teacher let us watch the news since his TV couldn't be seen from the hall. I saw the ash raining down and for a moment thought they had attacked somewhere it was snowing, because I had never seen anything like that. My friend Erika drove me home and my dad and I watched the news on our brand new 70-inch TV screen that we had just gotten as a gift. It was so hard to look at. And it will never be something that I forget. Luckily, no one I know lost anyone close to them. However, many people lost their lives, their loved ones, and their friends. So, let's all think of these people today and say a prayer for their futures.

To bring the room back up a bit, Ike has ruined my travel plans for the weekend. And not Ike the dog! I will not be going to San Antonio for work tomorrow because the events are canceled due to Ike. Therefore, I get to spend more time with Brian and the girls! I know they needed me in TX, but we've gotta roll with the punches. Plus I really need a weekend with Brian!! We've been so busy lately we are looking forward to spending time together.

Also, it looks like we have some cool new bloggy dog friends! Ruby the Mini Dachshund is our new friend! Also, we got a comment from Coco, whose blog is under construction- keep looking for an update, and be sure to welcome them both to the fun world of Dog Blogs!

6 comments:

Goodboy Norman Featherstone said...

I will never forget that day either. I was pulling out of my apartment complex, about to turn left onto the street when Ian pulled up next to me and told me to turn on the radio. I couldn't believe my ears. I didn't know if I should turn around and go home or continue on to work. I went to work. Everyone was congregated in the conference room watching the television. Many of us cried. Many of us prayed. We watched the second tower fall together and were made to return to work. No one worked that day, or the next. I will remember that day as if it was yesterday for the rest of my life.

Brutus said...

I lived in Wayne NJ at the time and had just started teaching at William Paterson Univ. The president and provost went around the buildings looking to make sure classes weren't being canceled. Unbelievable!

Brutus said...

Oh and enjoy your weekend!

Lex said...

It was my second day of college, my first french lab and we didn't speak any french that day at all. We were shocked and horrified that something like that could happen. Then discovering about the pentagon and flight 93. It still makes me cry.
I don't think I ever watched as much news in my life as I did during that month.
I hope you enjoy your weekend with Brian and the puggies! And that Ike doesn't bother you too much.

Nevis said...

I know...I'll never forget that day, either. I talked about it on my blog. *sigh* Such a sad day. Makes us all happy to be alive and cherish every day.

Tweedles -- that's me... said...

It will never be a forgotten day for us either. When I heard it on the news, I was at work. I felt trapped and wanted to go home and be with my animals. The scenes from the tv are branded in my brain. The hell all those people went through- will never be forgotten. Not the souls who died, not the heros who tried to help, not the few survivors- not a day for America to forget.
tweedles mom