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Where Were You When You First Heard About September 11th?

I've found that each generation has a defining moment that you always remember where you were the first time you heard about that event.

For some, it's when the Japanese bombed Pearl Harbor. For others, it's when JFK was assainated. But for most people, it's when September 11th happened when planes hit the World Trade Center, the Pentagon, and a field in Somerset, PA by terrorists.

I'll never forget where I was that day, I was in high school in 7th grade, it was a normal day up until about lunchtime at around 11. Usually, they let us go outside once we were done eating but that day, they weren't letting anybody outside and they had all the teachers blocking the doors so nobody could get out. Then, after 12, they started to let everybody go home including myself. I had no idea what was going on until my dad told me what had happened. He had told me that somebody flew a plane into the World Trade Center.

So, as we head into the 10th anniversary of the September 11th attacks, I thought it would be interesting to see if the Spillios remember where they were the day September 11th occured.

So, what have you guys go to say?

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Playing video games.

I was in my technology class in middle school about to give a presentation on the history of guided missile systems.

 

...it was an awkward presentation

Funny my story is almost like that. But I was reading about WW1 at the time.
I was in six grade, I was 9. I believe the last hour of the day was spent watching TV; we saw the first tower hit.  I ran home and turned on the TV, saw the second tower hit, and then the towers fall, I was in serious shock, I honetslty thought it was the scene to a movie, I really was just out of it, and the days after, all the coverage scared me, my teacher told us about Osama Bin Laden, and the War on Terror.  you know the thing that really scared me was when my teachere told us we were going to war, and then some months later I see gunfire in Afghanistan by US and the news anchor saying "It's official, the US is at war with Afghanistan."

You were nine when you were in sixth grade? Did you skip ahead a few levels or something?

 

I think I was nine in like, the 3rd grade.

8th grade, health class, sitting in the back row with a friend drawing outlines around the stupid cartoons in our agenda books. Our homeroom teacher burst into the room out of breath and told us what had happened. None of us really understood what she was talking about. I remember when I got home I was glued to the TV.

I was in elementary school, 5th grade I think. We were doing our morning math classes and then the principal came on the announcement system telling the teachers to turn to CNN on the TV and the coverage of the attacks were going on then. Think it was just after the South Tower got hit. We were glued and then principal came back on, to console the teachers to try to get back to lessons. One kid was crying real bad, turned out one of his uncles was working in one of the towers when those attacks happened; don't remember if he got out in time or not.

 

Oh yeah, when I got home, I was glued to the TV set and even today, I remember every bit of the coverage, commentary, visuals, music, everything.

I was in class (doodling instead of what I was supposed to be doing, if I recall) when the attacks happened. Teachers came in, after the short announcement of what just occurred over the speakers, with those big old TV's and flip to the clearest channel available. The class just watched the news for about an hour and a half; some in shock, some teachers even started tearing up but one everyone gathered composure, class resumed. After that, the entire town spent the day just watching the news.

 

I can't tell you how awkward it was sitting around people stunned, shocked, and abhorred and I couldn't feel a thing other than surprise...

 

...and doodling.

It was early in the morning, I decided to watch some TV before class in high school. Due to my sleepy mental state, I thought I was watching some action movie. When I finally came to my senses, I realized it was for real. I had the same delayed reaction when I heard the news about the death of Osama Bin Laden.

Oddly enough, I had a similar revelation about past tragedies. I found it eerie that my grandparent's and parent's generation went through a similar tragedy too. I just hope the next generation does not have to live through another one.
South Korea. watching news about tower got hit. At that time, I have no idea what's going on.
I was working as a Therapeutic Support Staff for children in an alternative education school.  I was 25 years old.  The same evening my fellow band mates and I got together for band practice, but couldn't bring ourselves to jam.  We sat in front of the television for four hours in disbelief.  I collected every newspaper I could find the next day and still have them preserved.  Memories are still vivid for me.

I was 20 at the time. I worked the night shift, so I had gotten home and gone to sleep. My Dad called and woke me up when the first tower got hit. I turned on the TV just in time to see the second plane impact. I thought I was dreaming, it was very surreal. I stayed on the phone with my Dad for probably 45 minutes, but we barely spoke.

 

That night at work, it was still an unreal feeling. It was like everything was still happening in slow motion, no one knew what to do or say. Everyone just walked around in stunned silence doing their jobs. A pair of middle eastern guys came in to our store. Everyone was staring at them, you could tell some people wanted to punch them, some were just watching their reaction, some felt bad for them. They bought their items, and no one was saying anything, and one of the guys said "I'm really sorry for what happened." I can't imagine what it would have been like for them, feeling that they had to apologize for an act of mass murder just to buy some groceries.

 

It was one of those horrible things that will be with me just as clear as the day it happened.

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