#514 | Tuesday, December 18th, 2001
I am a high school Biology teacher. On September 11, 2001 we were having "picture day" at school. As I entered the auditorium one of my teacher friends told me that her husband just called to tell her that a plane had crashed into the WTC. I was horrified. At the time I thought it was just a horrible accident. It was my planning period so when I returned to my room I turned on the radio and found out several horrible truths. The first was that the other tower had been hit and it was a terrorist attack NOT an accident. I stayed glued to the radio. Several minutes later I heard of about the Pentagon. Another teacher friend of mind came in a little later and told me that he was listening to a different radio station and heard that there was a plane crash in Penn.

For the remainder of the day, as students came in, we discussed the events of the day. Some were hearing of it for the first time most were very moved.

The rest of the week was filled with patriotic events: moments of silence in the morning, we said The Pledge for the first time since I had taught at this school, we had a patriotic rally in "the square" at lunch, our art students made signs to hang on the football field and in "the square"

It was truly a moving experience to see so many young people showing such a patriotic side.

Shelly | 27 | Louisiana

#515 | Tuesday, December 18th, 2001
My name is Michele Wurzer. I live in the Pacific Northwest, near Seattle, WA. On Sept. 11, 2001 I was taking my morning shower when my youngest son, Chad (15 years old), knocked on the bathroom door, with a message that I had a phone call from my oldest sister Kathy telling me to, "Quick, turn on the TV!". I jumped out of the shower, pulled on my robe, ran to the living room, and saw for myself the horrors of 9-11 in action, on my local news. And I was forever changed.

I literally felt the pain and loss that day; just as people all over the world did. The souls of those loved ones in Washington D.C., New York City, and Pennsylvania swept across our nation that hour; like a mighty wind across our land.

My brother-in-law, who lives near Sacramento, CA called me on the phone that day, and said that a fierce wind had swept through his area at the exact moment the towers fell. He said it was stronger than any Santa Ana wind he had ever experienced, in his lifetime of living in California. He also said it carried with it a feeling of loss and deep sadness. Or so that's the impression he got, when it blew over his area.

About seven hours later, while I was outside my home trying to find solace for my pain, amidst the flowers in my garden, an extremely strong wind sweep across my own hometown, north of Seattle, Washington, over 900 miles away from Sacramento. I am 100% convinced it was the same wind my brother-in-law felt, and told me about earlier that morning; as I too felt a deep sense of pain, grief and loss being carried along in the wind.

It was eerie...the whole experience. Like souls sweeping by. Thousands of them; all at the same time.

I know it sounds far fetched, but it's true. I have never felt anything like that in my entire life, nor do I ever hope to again. A loss so great...so hard to understand, consider, or even have to bear. My heart still grieves, and angers over that day. And I shall never, ever allow myself to forget.

I am only 40 years old, so don't have the personal history some do, of the same type of horrors at Pearl Harbor, that cold December morning, 60 years ago. But there are thousands of other Americans still living, who will never, ever forget that day in American history either; as long as they have breath in their souls to remember.

I am saddened, and yes, angered that I, as well as my children, and our current generation of Americans, now have our own "America Remembers..." moment in time, just like those veterans of WWII always will. :'o(

As the surviving friends and family members of the victims lost Sept. 11, 2001, in New York, Washington D.C. and a grassy field in Pennsylvania, approach thier first Christmas and New Year's without those sorely missed loved ones, I pray that somehow they may be able to discover renewed hope in their hearts, minds, and souls for a better, brighter, and fulfilling future for themselves and their children. And may they also find the strength and courage to reach out in love, and be able to trust once again.

God's peace to one and all this holiday season of 2001.

Michele Wurzer -
Everett, Washington; U.S.A.
Dec. 18, 2001

Michele Wurzer | 40 | Washington

#516 | Tuesday, December 18th, 2001
When the terrorist attacks took place, I was at work. I heard the awful news from my co-worker. I was totally stunned and in shock. I was also very, very upset. I felt numb, didn't know what to think. A good friend of mine goes to school in New York. All I could think was, 'Is he OK?' I also wanted to understand more about what had happened. I was so worried about him when I heard the news. I also thought, 'The World Trade Center has been attacked AGAIN?', referring to the 1993 bombing. I could not believe what I was hearing. The whole thing was just such a nightmare, I wondered if I was dreaming. Then I realized that I wasn't. This had really happened. I had so many emotions in me at that time.
Melissa | 21 | Massachusetts

#517 | Tuesday, December 18th, 2001
On September 11/2001 I was taken nack by all the horriable acts of haterd. I was in school at the time and thought nothing of the incident but a little sorry for the victims. When I got home later that evening I realised how big the attacks were! They took my breath away each time the planes hit and I was terriablely angry at the people who were a part of this horrablie act!

Kerry | 13 | Canada

#518 | Tuesday, December 18th, 2001
I was in Spanish class at 10 when I found out. We had heard a annoucement about threats earlier, but whoever announced it made it seem like we were just being threatened and that nothing had happened. Then we turned on the Tv and a gasp ran the room. One girl said Oh my gosh, it looks just like a movie. And we all didn't know what was going on, then i heard them say something about Washington and the Pentagon and how they didn't know where planes were and there could be one anywhere. I was shaking so badly and couldn't stop. Some of my classmates just shrugged it off after the intial shock wore off, but I couldn't take my eyes off the screen and I was crying. I knew people in washington, this just can't be happening. And then the tv told us the little they knew which made it even worse. I stayed glued to the tv for the rest of the day. Hoping and praying.
Staci | 15 | Virginia

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