I was a junior in high school, and during my pre-calculus class another teacher burst into the room and said that "kamikaze pilots" had hit the World Trade Center. We turned on the television and saw the second tower hit, and the Pentagon. Where were you?
I was home. Saw the first building go down, and it didn't quite register.
I was in class (in the Netherlands). When I left class, people were huddled around computers trying to get information and see footage. A lot were laughing about it. I quickly headed back to my dorm room.
I was in the living room and was sewing someones bridesmaid dress and just happened to turn the tv on to watch the news. I saw the second tower being hit and then I couldn't sew anymore. My daughter was supposed to be comeing home from Chicago then and found that she took the flight the day before. It took me four hours toget in touch with her sister who was attending WVU at the time to get back tome and she had no idea what happened. Talk about being on pins and needles for hours and since I am an empath I broke out in tears for all those who had lost their lives in those building. I had really strong feelings from those who where jumping out of windows.
I was working in a supermarket. Somebody told me that a plane had flown into the World Trade Center, and I thought nothing of it - I assumed that a little two-seater had veered off course. It was only when I went home and watched the news that I realised the true nature of the deed.
I had postponed a flight to Washington DC from 9/11 to 9/12 ... never made the trip.
I had just met a nurse, we had a lunch date that day. She was on the list to deploy for back up help. We held each other and told each other it would be OK. (She never ended up going.)
I was with my mother, flying to India, over Afghanistan at the time.
I was in Brooklyn, NYC at my apartment there. My boyfriend at the time called and told me he was walking across the Brooklyn Bridge to get home--that there had been a terrorist attack on the World Trade Center. He'd never made it to work, because the subways were out. Outside, there was a lot of ash and papers from the offices that had been destroyed all over the streets even that far away from downtown Manhattan. People had radios up loud outside on the streets, but at the same time, it was weirdly quiet.
People kept calling me from the Midwest to see if I was OK. My boyfriend spent the day trying to help his sister find her one son, who went to a private school in Manhattan and was not immediately accounted for (luckily, he was all right).
In DC. Watching Pentagon smoke across the river from the roof of my then office building... Then having lunch with a few friends in a deserted city...
I cried all day. I had family working there. I didn't want to call home but I did and needed to go to Toronto immediately and help my parents with manning the phone calls duty. Our missing family were in hospital but took nearly a week getting this info. I still break and cry when I think of that day.
I started to answer this....but then it turned into a hub....so if you really want to know, check out my hub by the same title as this thread.
I was in a tower block in Farringdon (East Central London). All work stopped and everyone started browsing for details.
I was on the other side of the world, in India. My son phoned me and asked to watch TV. It was a horrible sight. The combined effort of thousands of workers, machines and money have gone waste in a few minutes. Those destructive terrorists have no right to live in this world. Another fact that I heard was the fourth plane aiming the White house fell down and caught fire.. because the people inside fought to their last breath not to hit the white house. That was why Mr.George Bush was so much enraged. His reaction to that event ensured that no further terror attack was carried out in America. Let the whole world accuse George Bush for his actions in the Middle east. I will only congratulate him.
Bush totally messed this up. He make America more hated...not less. There was no need for another attack, Bush finished their work for them.
Just because the economy get messed up for reasons unknown, Bush need not be accused. You just call for some economical analysis on the economic slow-down from renowned economists. If they put the blame on Bush, I will agree. In my view, the auditors and financial companies should own the responsibility and should not hide behind Bush's shadow.
I was in the classroom at the university in South Carolina. Like Sufi, I assumed that it was a little two-seater that had crashed.
I heard about it at work and of course assumed it was a small plane also. I worked in a library at the time. We got a TV and about 5 of us watched everything unfold. I was very scared that day. I had a group of people I talked to online daily and we all got together and got each other through.
I was getting ready for class in my dorm room while my roommate was sleeping when a friend who lived down the hall knocked on the door. When I opened it, her face was white and she whispered that two planes had just struck the World Trade Center. I said something like "Yikes" - I, too, envisioned puddle jumpers straying off course in the fog or doing some reckless thing and crashing accidentally. Then she told me it was a perfectly clear day and dragged me downstairs to the lounge, where the building janitor and about five other students were huddled around the television, a couple crying, and I realized what had really happened. I missed the towers collapsing because I had gone back upstairs to call my parents, but my mom saw it happen live and I still remember her cry through the phone.
Soon after I had to go to class and I remember it being the most surreal thing ever, because it was Greek - tiny and already close-knit even that early into the year. There were only about 7 or 8 of us in the room and it was obvious that the prof and all but one of my fellow students had no idea what had happened, while I and one other girl were sitting there white and literally twitching with nerves. One of the longest hours of my life. The rest of my classes got cancelled that day - there were a lot of New Yorkers on campus and many were in various levels of hysteria trying to get in touch with unreachable family members - so we holed up with a group of friends in the room of one of us who had a personal tv and did a lot of crying and a lot of talking about what it meant.
I came back from my college in the evening, and just by chance, I switched on my TV. I remember it was about 6.45 p.m. in the evening here in India. I watched the breaking news about a plane hitting the WTC. And then I watched the other plane collide with the other tower.
I first it on a news paper while walking to my 7:00AM class. I just took a cursory glance having no money to buy the paper. And I was thinking who in hell would ram a plane on the World Trade Center.
I reached class and everybody was talking about it. Then it dawned on me that it wasn't a joke. I followed up every bit of new I could of the event. Last time I know... I had a friend working in the building. Fortunately she wasn't there...
I was at home watching CNBC on television when the news broke, showing the World Trade Center with a large, gaping hole where the plane had broken through. There didn't appear to be much fire, mostly smoke. I kept waiting for the Fire Department to come and put the fire out. I called my wife on the telephone. She was working at the high school in Darien, CT. Neither of us could comprehend the enormity of the disaster. I videotaped the CNBC coverage and watched the financial news as further reports came in. The world cheered when President Bush said the terrorists would hear from us, but, unfortunately, he bungled the whole thing very badly: The economy is in shambles, and Osama bin Laden is still on the loose!
This so strange but I had just come home (Chicago, IL) from having my appendix removed and my grandmother was watching me. I was 14 I wanna say. I was fast asleep when she shook me awake and said "wake up honey, this is scary." i slowly came downstairs still in a little pain from the surgery at sat in front of the TV. At this point only one tower had been hit. They kept the live footage up as Peter Jennings continued to report. I remember how calm he remained even as he watched the second plane hit. You could tell he was dismayed but staying on point, I thought it was impressive and that day he became my favorite news anchor. I just remember when the second plane hit I realized this was no accident.
I was traveling on the downtown Dallas mix-master on the way to work and heard it on the radio. I arrived to work just after the second plane hit. We had the TV on in the boardroom and everyone hundled around. We watched the collapse. I remember just wanting to go home and hug my kids. I worked near Love Field where I was used to seeing hundreds of planes in the air. It was quite eerie to have a sky with no planes.
Included in a tribute hub to my deceased son, I mention my 10 yr old son's reaction to 9/11. Check it out if you get a chance.
A friend phoned me just after the first plane hit. We were still on the phone when the second plane hit and when both towers fell. Like a lot of the news reporters said, we also thought they looked like an implosion when each tower fell. When I heard that all planes were being diverted to Canada I thought of the nuclear plant on the flight path to Pearson airport in Toronto and whether any other planes would be crashed. We are close enough to the nuclear plant to take any fall out from it if it had happened. I didn't mention that to her until the next day.
I was just about to go home after finishing my 24 hour shift at the fire station (metro Atlanta). Immediately I knew the FDNY firefighters were working their tails off and some would probably die or be seriously injured. Of course at this point it just seemed like a highrise fire, dangerous enough, but not as serious as it was about to become. After the remaining planes did their damage we were all thinking that the same terrorist acts were about to begin occuring in the entire country's major cities. Our battalion chiefs began mustering all of our on and off duty firefighters in preparation for sending us to surrounding areas if needed. Luckily it wasn't needed, but it was a pretty frightening and heady day to say the least.
by skperdon3 years ago
As we all know today is the anniversary of the disaster that happen in the year 2001 on September 11 - the wanton destruction on the twin towers of the World Trade Center and the lives of countless families in America....
by Holle Abee5 years ago
I was teaching Brit lit to my seniors. A fellow teacher/friend came in and told me about the first attack, and we all thought it was a tragic accident. Then he came back to tell me about the second plane. All the...
by sannyasinman7 years ago
If you watch this film you can surely no longer have any doubt that 9/11 was an inside job, a well coordinated demolition . The question is what can be done about it now that we know the truth? Any suggestions? Perhaps...
by Friendlyword7 years ago
They are rich. They are highly educated. They think they're smart enough to be subtle in their desire to destroy people of a different race or religion. Unlike Rand Paul; this new age terrorist claims she is a Messiah....
by Tracy Lynn Conway6 years ago
I was living in Queens, NYC and was feeding my 1 month old baby and watching the news when I first saw footage of the fire in one of towers. So much has changed since then.
by Friendlyword7 years ago
I think they should be tried where the crime occurred. I think we New Yorkers deserve to some kind of justice at long last. We did not get the Towers rebuilt immediately like we should have. The leaders of this...
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