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#1638 | Sunday, September 1st, 2002
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in september 11 i was in Israel. i had a swimming practice, and some kid came to us and told us that they showing NYC on tv and told us what happened.
the next day was weird cos' in one hand we were very sad but on the other hand we were knew in our hearts that now you (AMERICA) will know what we (ISRAEL) going throw every day.
I hope for better days.
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dana | 16 | Israel
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#1639 | Sunday, September 1st, 2002
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IT STARTED LIKE A NORMAL TUESDAY MORNING. I HAD NO IDEA THAT THIS TUESDAY WOULD FOREVER BE BURNED IN MY BRAIN AND HEART.I DON'T REMEMBER WHAT I WORE TO WORK, OR TO EAT. I DO REMEMBER THE FEAR,ANGER,HURT, AND THE STARK RAVING MAD GRIEF. WHEN I FIRST HEARD SOMETHING "MIGHT" BE WRONG I WAS LISTENING TO MORNING RADIO. MY "NORMAL"EVERYDAY ROUTINE.. THE DJ SAID A PLANE HIT THE WTC BLDG AND THAT'S ALL SHE KNEW. I ASSUMED IT WAS A SMALL PLANE.
I REMEMBER THINKING HOW SAD THERE WILL BE SOME BADLY HURT PEOPLE. 5 MINUTES LATER MY WORLD STOPPED AND STARTED MOVING IN SLOW MOTION.I TURNED THE RADIO TO AN AM STATION AND REALIZED TUESDAY SEPTEMBER 11, 2001 WAS NOT A NORMAL DAY. AFTER THE SECOND PLANE I KNEW IN MY GUT THIS WAS NO TRAGIC ACCIDENT.
IT'S STIL TO HARD TO FATHOM.. MY DAY PROGRESSED, TRIED TO WORK.. CRIED MY EYES OUT, CALLED MY DAUGHTERS SCHOOL, AND MY MOM. FOR LUNCH INSTEAD OF GOING TO EAT, I WENT TO CHURCH GOT ON THE KNEELER AND SOBBED"WHY". A QUESTION I STILL ASK TODAY. I AM ASHAMED TO ADMIT I DIDN'T OWN A FLAG BEFORE THAT TUESDAY MORNING. I DO NOW.
MY DAD WAS A COP AND I GREW UP AROUND THEM, AND FIREFIGHTERS. WHEN THEY LOOSE 1 GUY IT RIPS THEM APART. JUST KNOWING A BROTHER POLICEMAN, OR FIREFIGHTER WILL BRING THEM FROM 100'S OF MILES TO PAY THEIR RESPECTS.
I CAN'T EVEN BEGIN TO IMAGINE HOW THE VICTIMS FAMILIES FEEL, BUT I HOPE THEY KNOW THAT
1. WE WILL NEVER FORGET
2. WHEN THEY ATTACKED NYC, AND DC THEY ATTACKED AND HURT US ALL.
IN CLOSING, I AM PROUD TO BE AN AMERICAN. I STILL TO THIS VERYDAY CRY ABOUT IT... I HOPE AND I PRAY WE NEVER HAVE TO HAVE A DAY LIKE THAT AGAIN. THE ONLY GOOD THING THAT HAS COME OUT OF THIS IS WE ARE ALL AMERICANS.. WHEN OUR COUNTRY WAS ATTACKED WE FORGOT OUR DIFFERENCES, AND PETTY PROBLEMS AND CAME TOGETHER AS A COUNTRY.
P.S.
THE PEOPLE WHO WENT DOWN FIGHTING ON THAT PLANE IN PA, I ONLY HOPE I WOULD HAVE THE COURAGE TO KNOW I WAS GOING TO DIE AND FIGHT ANYWAY.
LET'S ROLL... UNITED WE STAND....
COURAGE,PRIDE, INTEGRITY, AND HONOR
REST IN PEACE.. HEAVEN RECEIVED ALOT OF ANGELS THAT DAY.
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TRISHA | 29 | Texas
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#1640 | Sunday, September 1st, 2002
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I was working at RK STratman inc. located west of st louis. I arrived on time(7:00a.m.CT) and started to fill out my daily production log. when i filled in the date i rember thinking that sept. 11th would just be another pointless day.
After completeing my paperwork i got suited up to begin my day of cleaning printing screens for the t-shirt factory. At one point(probably around 7:50a.m.CT) a co-worker had asked me where the World Trade Center was.(everyone at the plant knows me as jersey Doug) One of the t-shirts we printed had the NY skyline so i pointed it out to him. For some reason what not the co-worker did not mention anything about the attack.
At around a quarter after eight my cousin from jersey calls me on my cell-phone. i usually do not answer calls at work but he used the family emergency code. Since we have never used the emergency code i quickly called him back.
It turned out he was stuck in traffic on the NJ Turnpike with a complete view of the disaster. His car radio did not work and for some strange reason the only person he could get a hold of was me.
Unfortunately i had no access to a television and i could not afford to take the rest of the day off.
At 9:00a.m.CT i had my first break which i spent at my truck soaking up as much radio news as i can absorb. At this point i still did not know or think that the buildings would be collapsing.
When returning back to work i heard about the pentagon. A few of us were discussing a walk-out if the attacks continue. At that moment somebody in the office began broadcasting the news over the intercom. We felt comfortable about this so we went back to work.
Then it was lunch. Like always, my friend Jerry and i drove over to his apartment for the 40 minute break.When we turned the television on, it felt like the world had stopped when i saw those images of the towers crashing down. With all the noise in the factory we really couldnt hear the details. The rest of that day we did not work. Sometime in the afternoon we closed the plant down and we prayed.
As a child growing up in Bergen County New Jersey, i would look for those two buildings as we drove up from the shore. when the towers got bigger, i was closer to home. A part of me was lost when those towers fell.
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Doug | 23 | Missouri
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#1641 | Monday, September 2nd, 2002
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On September 11th I was in Germany for I am german and I always lived here. But I never felt at home here, my heart always belonged and always will belong to the USA. And soon I will move there.
September 11th was my first day at school in the new school year. I remeber waking up and thinkin "Oh now summer vacation is over, gotta go to school again". I thought it would be a normal day.
When I got home I started doing some stuff for school, not switching on a TV or radio. That was when the first plane hit. My mom came home from shopping, she's had the radion in the car switched on. She ran into the living room where I was at and said with a calm voice "Honey, u wont believe. Switch on the TV there was such a bad accident at the WTC in New York. An airplane did hit the building". I was like "Yeah mom! Stop joking that's not funny." She was like "I'm serious". So I switched on the TV. I didnt have to find the right chanel for it was on on every TV program. I still thought it was an accident. What then followed and changend my life forever I will never forget. I remember watching that live broadcasting, I remeber looking at the Tower in flames. I remember recognizing a small black point behind it, getting bigger. I realized it was another plane just seconds befor it hit.
That was when my world sopped turning.
I felt like my heart stopped beating.
Same time I felt tears running down my face. I heard myself saying "oh my God, oh my God" over and over again. I dont know how long I said there watching, couldnt manage to get my eyes off the screen.
I saw people jumping out of windows, I saw a young couple holding hands and kissing b4 they jumped into certain death. I saw people running down streets, screaming, crying.
I remember my dad coming home from work looking at the screen. I remember seeing my dad cry - for the first time in my life.
Now, almost one year later, there are still nights when I wake up, crying, screaming. I still cant get those pictures out of my mind. I still think about children without mom's and dad's. About so many people who lost their loved once...
I still go to curch, lightening candles, praying for everyone who died and who lost someone.
My fiancee is American he is stationed here in Germany. He is in the US Army and I still pray they wont take him down to Afgahinstan or somewhere else.
I admire everyone who is fighting down there for the States and for freedom though.
The cousin of my fiancee was the fist firefigher body they found that day.
I still cant take it.
Neither can I.
I will never forget that day.
And I hope someday we will live in a world where that will not happen again, for people finally starting to love each other no matter what religion, skin color or country they belong too.
God bless the USA.
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Anja | 19 | Germany
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#1642 | Monday, September 2nd, 2002
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I was in my Two Dimensional Design class, the same place I was every Tuesday and Thursday morning, working on whatever the assignment was for the time. I remember Elizabeth coming in from the food court saying that an airplane had crashed into the World Trade Center...I don't think I even knew what the WTC was and I remember visioning a small, two-seater airplane hitting some tall building.
Reality began to set in when I walked into the food court and saw people gathered around the televisions. I joined them in watching and the horror began to sink in as I started to realize the size of what was happening. I remember seeing the second plane hit and I remember the compassion and unity of the people there and I remember calling my mom and talking to her about it and I remember that not many people from my class returned, including the teacher.
I also remember going to prayer that night after I got off work and hearing the different thoughts that were running through all of our minds. I remember thinking then and believing now that our God is a sovereign one and that He “…works for the good of those who love Him…”(Romans 8:28) even when we don’t understand and even when something that appears and is horrible happens.
I hope I remember this for a long time.
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Chet | 21 | Georgia
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