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#605 | Thursday, January 3rd, 2002
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Sadly, on September 11th 2001 I was at my high school. I heard about the attacks from the radio. We watched in great sadness on the many channels as they replayed the disaster over and over. I sat in shock as the two greastest buildings I had ever seen fall to the ground. It hurt to know that this wasn't imagnary or made up in a movie. This was real, and it still hurts to know that people can be that cruel. I maybe only 16 but I do know the hurt of what happened. As it has affected and shaped a new generation, my generation, it will affect those generations to come. It changed America forever. We will never forget September 11th 2001.
God Bless America, We Will Win!
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Danielle | 16 | California
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#606 | Thursday, January 3rd, 2002
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Sadly, on September 11th 2001 I was at my high school. I heard about the attacks from the radio. We watched in great sadness on the many channels as they replayed the disaster over and over. I sat in shock as the two greastest buildings I had ever seen fall to the ground. It hurt to know that this wasn't imagnary or made up in a movie. This was real, and it still hurts to know that people can be that cruel. I maybe only a 16 year old junior in high school but I do know the hurt of what happened. As it has affected and shaped a new generation, my generation, it will affect those generations to come. It changed America forever. We will never forget September 11th 2001.
God Bless America, We Will Win!
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Danielle | 16 | California
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#607 | Thursday, January 3rd, 2002
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I had just woken up about an hour before I had to attend a class and my roommate had turned on the television to CNN and they started to show some footage from the terrorist attacks on the World Trade Center in New York. I didn't have any reaction but shock at first because I wanted to find out all of the details. It wasn't until the day was over that it all sank in.
I felt bad for the lives of the families of the lives of the workers that were lost in the bombings. What I am more angry about is the fact that the United States is so egotistical. We are all about ourselves and most of everything we do is for selfish means. These terrorist attacks were perhaps a wake up call to us, letting us know that there are other people in this world with needs that need to be tended to as well.
I have seen many people with flags either hanging on the mirrors of their cars, sticking to the back of them, or hanging from their porches. I think it is uncanny how many people didn't truely feel patriotic until the attacks happened. I have always felt patriotic but I think after it has happened I will be more charitable and think more about the other person more. I didn't purchase a flag because just because a person has one doesn't mean that that person is more patriotic. People that have flags want most people to think that is the reason why them have them.
I hope that these attacks have changed the way that each of us as well as our president handles things such as our dealing with other people. I hope this causes us to be less ignorant and put the concerns of others before our own.
GOD BLESS AMERICA!!!
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Reggie | 21 | Washington
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#608 | Thursday, January 3rd, 2002
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I remeber I first heard it on the radio in my car. It didn't hit me for a few hours what had really happened. I was sitting in the living room at my granparents house watching the buildings fall when it finally hit home. I started thinking that it wasn't just buildings falling there were people in there. I then got really scared and nervous. My husband is in the military and was on a rotation at the time of the bombings so I wasn't able to talk to him for about 3 days after. I lied awake nights wandering if the planes flying overhead were going to crash into our home or nearby. I wandered how I would protect my 3 children. I prayed for all the people victimized and that this would never happen again. Our forefathers built this country on what they believed was right. GOD. One nation under GOD! It's sad that it takes an act of evil to bring this country back together.....praying together.
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Shondell | 25 | Louisiana
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#609 | Friday, January 4th, 2002
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September 11th, 2001 I was in my car driving to the hospital anticipating the birth of my best friends second child. I am 30 years old with an adopted daughter, and having never given birth myself, my friend invited me to share in her experience. During my drive, my only thoughts were how beautiful the day was, the sky was blue and perfect, the sun was shining, I was elated. It was 8:50am when the broadcast interrupted a song on the radio, A plane had crashed into the world trade center...I admit my first thought was that this was a terrible accident. I changed the radio station and the same information was broadcasting on each channel. I stopped at a red light and looked around me as I saw people pulled off to the side of the road, listening to the same news, my eyes locked with a man sitting in his car next to mine, and it hit me...as I said a silent prayer, this was no accident. With a chill up my spine and tears in my eyes I began to drive again. Arriving at the hospital, my friend was in her room, in labor. I phoned my husband and as I was discussing the event with him, we all watched the smoke billowing from the first tower, broadcasting live on tv..suddenly there was a second plane, right before our eyes, crashing into the second tower, within minutes, amongst great confusion, there were pictures of the Pentagon on fire, yet a third plane down. We live in Pennsylvania, and soon there were local broacasts of a fourth plane, way to close to home. I was in total shock as I calmly asked my husband to please pick up our daughter in school, while at the exact same moment I saw a man and woman on the tv screen, holding hands as they jumped together from the flaming twin towers. I would be home as soon as my friend had her baby, I was not going to leave her until then, I explained. For the next eleven hours, I stayed by my friends side while listening to accounts of the world news from the doctors and nurses coming in and out of her room. Thousands lost. At 8pm, September 11th, 2001 I witnessed the most amazing gift ever, a beautiful baby boy, born by cesarean. Even the doctor had tears in his eyes during the birth. There were 11 baby boys born in that hospital that day. As I stood and watched them all in the nursery, I could hear the tv playing in the waiting room next door...still acounting the devastation of the day. I can not put my emotions, from that moment, into words. It all came full circle, because I knew then, that for every life lost, there was a soul born. We will go on, and we WILL prevail.
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Erica | 30 | Pennsylvania
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