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[ SECRET POST #4269 ]

⌈ Secret Post #4269 ⌋

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Where were you?

Second grade in a flyover state.

All I can remember is waiting for our kids at the bus stop with the rest of the neighborhood.

3rd Grade.

Someone wondered how students today learn about it - That's a good question.

I was in Business Careers class. I remember we watched the news and another class came into to watch because they did not have a TV. We watched it all day moving from class to class.

At work, listening to the radio. (There were no smart phones or internet video then, of course.) The hits not stopping, feeling like we must be at war.

I raced home on my lunch break to watch CNN, and I think I spent the next month doing nothing but that when I was at home.

I'll never forget driving in my car that day and looking at other drivers' faces as they passed, and everyone's faces being exactly the same. Blank, expressionless shock.

In Chemistry class, first year of college. My professor said it was very good of us to come considering what happened, but since it was 7:30 and all of us had rolled out of bed just in time to walk to class we were very very confused. And then I got back to my dorm to find a bunch of people sobbing around the tv in the lounge.

At school, in my 11th grade math class. I was just hanging out there before class officially started, and other kids started coming in shortly afterward, and were talking about a plane hitting the World Trade Center. My school choir had just been to New York City in April of that year, and I remembered how the towers stuck out so vividly. So the idea of a plane hitting one of those buildings was surprising to me, but I'd thought it was a freak accident.

Then more kids came in and I started hearing about a second plane hitting, and clearly at that point I knew it wasn't a freak accident, but for some reason, the idea of a terrorist attack still didn't cross my mind. Nobody was talking about it being terrorism, either, so I didn't know what the hell was going on.

Then at 9 am, my principal came on the intercom and said, "Well, I guess you've all heard about what's happened" and she told the teachers to turn on their TVs or radios, and my teacher turned on the radio and that's when I finally heard exactly what had happened. I didn't see any of the footage until I went to my next class. And I just remember spending the rest of the day going from class to class either listening to or watching reports of everything.

I also remember being outside during gym class later that day, and a lady who lived in a house nearby came out and told us that Bush had been sent to the Omaha base. I live in Iowa, so hearing that news was when I got really scared (I'd kind of been in a state of shock most of the day) and thought, "...okay, so what the hell does that mean?"

Asleep (I live in California). My friend called and asked if I'd seen the news, and that a plane flew into the WTC. I was thinking it was a little Cessna plane. Got up and turned the TV on in time to see the 2nd plane hit. Spent the rest of the morning getting ready for and going to work in a daze, wondering how much the world would be fucked bc of what had happened. I was convinced we would have nuclear war and WW3. I'm relieved that didn't happen.

In bed, sleeping for the first hour of the tragedy. Then avoiding the TV so I didn't panic...because I was in New York City.

In the Philippines. Asleep since it was nighttime there.

At home. I got up and did my morning stuff and sat down at my computer and had all these freaked out messages from an online friend in Russia who was watching the news. I think the second tower was already on fire when I finally turned my tv on to see.

Very surreal.

I was on camp with Scouts. One of the scout leaders was jogging on the beach and someone with a radio came up and told him, and he told us when we got up. We had a little memorial service, and one of the boys in my troop got in trouble for sniggering. I don't know why he was; he was like 12, which is probably all the reason he needed to be obnoxious.

A TA in grad school, forced to both watch all of the ugly coverage and deal with the anxieties of about a dozen students from outside the U.S..

4th grade, classroom. I distinctly remember my teacher being on the phone and a sombre nervous air filling the room.

Parents were picking up kids, my grandma's home attendant came to pick up my sibling and me. I remember watching the news that night with family, not understanding why someone would do these. I remember seeing the the towers in flames and people jumping. All of this on the news. My aunt had to walk home that day because the subways around her workplace downtown were closed.

Biology class, first year of university. It was an early morning class and a bit of a hike from where I was living, so the first I heard that anything had happened was when the TA came in about 15 minutes after class was supposed to have started to let us all know it was cancelled. (The prof had family living in the vicinity, and understandably had other things on her mind.)

I remember thinking it was a horrible freak accident until I got back to the residence lounge and saw the news.

Asleep in my dorm in Boston (I'm not a morning person and I didn't have an early class). I went to breakfast and walked to the gym with no idea what was going on, but I was getting a really weird vibe from everyone. There were an unusual number of people on their phones as I was walking down the street (at a time when cell phones were far from ubiquitous). No one happened to directly mention what was going on so I went to Tae Kwon Do. More weird vibes, still no one saying what is going on (instructor seems to be in a weird mood - why are we discussing primal screaming?) I walk to my first real class and bump into a friend who finally explained what happened. Class was cancelled so I went back to my room and spent the rest if the day constantly refreshing cnn.com (which was down when I first got back and then came back as a bare-bones, text-only site) while watching tv news.

Just as someone else said, I was at work (at the retail pharmacy I used to work at) listening to the radio and convinced that we were going to be at war soon. I really didn't get the full scope of the damage until I got home and saw it on the news.

College english class. Someone came in and mentioned they'd heard something on the radio about a plane hitting one of the towers. We all chatted about it for a bit but figured it was just a small plane and an accident and class went on as usual. My roommate's boyfriend was in the class with me and we went back to my room together, where my roommate was glued to the TV and told us that there were two planes and one of the towers had collapsed. One of the things I always remember is that I had a presentation in another class later on, which wasn't cancelled even though clearly no one wanted to be there. I did my best and gave the presentation, and later my professor emailed me thanking me for doing such a good job despite everything going on that day.

9th grade I think. I had just finished taking some state test and was sitting there while the rest of the class finished when an announcement was made on the overhead that the country was under attack. It was really surreal. After that, everyone sat there in silence just staring off into space. I didn't know what to think.

The next classroom I went to had a TV and it was on the news. I was watching it when the second plane crashed over someone's shoulder on the TV. When I got home from school I was watching the news again and it showed people jumping out of windows from the upper floors because they'd rather jump than be burned alive or crushed.

I was at home and getting ready for school. I remember my dad was braiding my hair (my mom was already at work) and he stopped when the news came on. I didn't understand the severity of it at the time. He wanted to keep me home from school, but I insisted on going because we were going to have a birthday party for a classmate. Needless to say, there was no party, everyone was scared, and I spent the rest of the day wishing I was home with my dad.

I know people always say they'll never forget where they were, but... I honestly don't recall. Probably at home, being depressed and tired. I might not have heard right away because I hardly ever turn on the TV/radio and I don't keep up with news online, either.

woken up by my best friend on the phone. him: turn on the TV
me: what channel?
him: doesn't matter
I turned on the TV and saw it. My gut reaction was it looked like some sort of movie

At home, either asleep or just waking up (on the west coast) when my mom came and got me and we watched the news. I remember being scared for a family friend who was going to school in NYC, and later for my Muslim friends from high school, and I started college a week or so later.

Sixth grade. I was in the lunchline when I heard whispers about it, and then my dad picked me up for a doctor appt and told me about the whole thing.

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