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I was 11, It was second period in school and I was in Art. I didn't know what the World Trade Centers were but I know that they were importent. I remember the news espesially, how they showed people jumping out of the highest windows and talking about how body parts were flying out. Also I remember how they had videos and they hadn't censored them yet and the said the F-word a lot. And I got very mad at my neighbor who said that it looked cool, I almost beat the crap out of him.

I didn't really know what was going on at the time, as I was only 6, like Ninti. I remember sitting in our car on the way back from church. My parents were sadly discussing the news, and I thought they were talking about Lord of the Rings(The Two Towers).

Then when we got home, they turned on the news and I saw what happpened. I was a bit shocked, knowing that 3,000 people had just died. But I wasn't really fazed by much.

Now, as I'm 11, I still don't understand every bit of it, like why the terrorists had to do such a cruel thing like that. I just wish someone could've stopped it all from happening.

United 93 passengers, we salute you.

People who died in the Twin Towers, we salute you.

Besides it was crammed with people.

I was ten... it was on a wednesday.. seeing as how i came out of school early... my brother said it was going to be a brilliant day.. he couldn't wait to get home.. we noticed my father had dust on him.. we asked him why.. he said that terrorists were attacking the World Trade Center... Now i was thinking.. Why? Why would they do such a thing? And we still don't know.. we will probally never know... And that's what makes me sad most...

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Actually, it was a Tuesday..


If the attacks would have occured a little later in the day, there would have been even more people there. It's morbid to think so, but we're almost lucky that the attacks happened when they did.

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Well, I was in fourth grade when it happened. We were at school as normal, the teachers were alittle off, and they didn't want to tell us what happened. When recess came, we couldn't go, so they decided to make up some lame excuse just not, "You can't go out today." So they said there was too many misquitos outside, and we were all o_0 IT'S FINE! And the day continued, until we got out of school, and I was driven to my grandpa's house, and that's when I heard them talking about what happened... I was shocked... I couldn't really grasp what happened... It was bad. I still have not yet seen the full videos of the crash. Maybe I should see them, it seems awkward.

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No it wasn't... Was it?

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It was Tuesday. Check the Wikipedia article. I just saw the video... I watched as Magna Carta did, no emotion, though I felt like weeping. T_T

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When 9-11 happened it didn't faze me. But recently I watched this, and it did make me cry.

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http://www.cnn.com/SPECIALS/2001/trade. ... a.day.html

Look at these.. it's horrible..

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I hate to admit it, but I almost cry when I think of how many of the lessons of those tough days have been forgotten. There are those who seek to divide us, and, unfortunately, they're succeeding. I miss the days just after 9/11 when it didn't matter if you were republican, democrat, white, black, old, young, short, tall, etc.. It's a shame it took some cowardly jerkwads to do that.

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Holy Crap.. I used to have no respect for him.. Now that i see that he isn't always joking.. I like him..

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My dad's office was moved to the hill next to the Pentagon. He heard the plane go over his building.

Me, I was in my fifth grade class when the announcement came on that somebody had bombed Washington D.C. I was so worried about my dad, but he was alright.

I shudder to think where he might have been in the Pentagon if his office hadn't gotten moved a few months back.

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I'm pretty sure I was 7 when it happened. Alls I remember is waking up that morning to seeing my parents drinking coffee calmly, watching footage of the attacks. When I asked what it was, they said something like, "The world trade center was bombed", or whatever. Some generic answer. Then after a while, I asked if I could stay home today, supposing that the terrorists would attack some little elementry school in the suburbs of Scottsdale, and they said sure. Then I got to play computer games all day.

Nowadays, I understand the severity of the situation, but I think I might be more mad at Bush than the terrorists just because of how he's been handeling it. I mean, we've been in Iraq for like, three years now! And we don't even have any REAL evidence that Iraq had anything to do with it! ARRGGLBLBLBLBLBBBLL!!!

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In other news, I like this.

You may understand the severity of the situation, but from the end of this paragraph, I can tell you don't understand the situation itself (Or I've gotten a whole lot if incorrect information). The US did not go into Iraq because they thought Saddam had something to do with the attacks, we did it to prevent another attack. Two different things. The only thing that connects them is that 9/11 made us more alert, so we decided to go into Iraw to make sure Saddam didn't attack us like the other terrorists did.

But that's a different thing, and should probably be talked about in R&P, not here.

This topic is starting to get some political overtones...

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It's hard to keep the politics out of it. I had to rewrite my post up there like five times before submitting cuz it kept becoming an R&P post.

Still, try a little harder peoples. This isn't about Iraq or how you think things went AFTER 9/11 (or before even), it's simply about remembering the day and the people who died.

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I was 8, I think. Yeah. 3rd grade. I remember seeing it, but not quite knowing what was happening. Then I went to school, and the teacher started talking about it. All of us were so mad at them for killing so many innocent people...and I for one still am.

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I'm listening to the Howard Stern show from 9/11...
It's not funny, but, yet it is..
"Bush isn't going to do anything about this. We need a man who WILL drop a few atom bombs. Let these people burn and suffer until they learn"

Listening to this brought back the chaos of the day. In hindsight, it's easy to say "this person should have done this and that person should have done that", but when you relive it, you see how little people knew about what was going on.

I'm looking for other morning shows from that day (Rick & Bubba, Bob & Tom, John Boy & Billy, etc..) just to see.

I first found out about it from John Boy and Billy. I had a habit of hitting snooze the first couple of times my alarm went off. The first time, they were talking about "Did they hit the towers?", but when you're waking up, that doesn't make sense. My roommate came into the room and said something about "some idiot crashed a plane into one of the WTC buildings". Thinking it was a drunk pilot, we turned on CNN, just in time to see the second plane hit...
Needless to say, we were shocked.
Then the Pentagon got hit. They mentioned that is was possibly a "construction accident", and I remember thinking "yeah, right". The first tower fell, and I hated to leave but I had a calc test, so I went to class. As I was sitting on the bench waiting on the bus, trying to collect my thoughts for the coming exam. I was thinking about how weird that Manhattan would look with one WTC tower. As I was trying to wrap my mind around it, I saw the first piece of steel being put up for the new media technology building. I remember thinking about how weird that was. One building was destroyed, another was being built.
When I got to the classroom, my calculus instructor told us that she had decided to put off the test, given what was going on.

I didn't know what to do, so my friends from that calculus class went to my office, turned on the TV I had in there, sat down in the floor, wrapped our arms around each other, and just cried.. We couldn't believe what was happening.

We played "pass the cell phone", calling our families, telling them that we were ok and checking on them..

Later on that evening, we went to eat, and I remember thinking it was funny because, while everyone was flipping out about how "it's all over", I could only think about making sure I had enough cigarettes for the coming week or two.

The worst thing about the day was listening to my Dad talk about it, he said it he thought it looked like a movie, and he broke down when he said he kept hoping Bruce Willis or Rambo would step up and stop it all..

Man, that day sucked (to put it mildly)..

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I've felt a little unnatatched for the past 5 years. It started while I was 9 in fourth grade. The school had a lockdown, and nobody knew why. It was in Florida, so most people assumed it was an Anthrax thing. I didn't find out until about 4:00 that afternoon, when I went to a counselor. He told me about it, but it just didn't hit me very hard. He said "Some men drove planes into the World Trade Center" And I thought it was just some generic news story. He didn't tell me that the towers were totally destroyed and thousands of people died. I learned all the facts when I got home.

Honestly, I haven't felt sad, or felt any bad emotion or anything about September 11th. I think it was the casuality that my counselor told me.

One thing I think I need to point out. It seems like most people have forgotten, or just plain didn't care. The year after 9/11, people were keeping their patriotic tradition and lighting a candle, raising American flags and everything. Now, it's just another memorial day, people celebrate it, but don't really remember the impact of the day. I'll give you an example. For some reason, our school picture day is on 9/11, and people recognize it as school picture day. At least it's patriotic day for school spirit week.

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I remember my dad waking me up. He was panicked because he just saw it on the news and just told me that WTC was hit, but I didn't even know what they were at that time. I was only 9 and in 4th grade, so it didn't make much sense to me. I came out into the living room without even getting dressed, and my dad went out in the computer room, because the tv in there had on our local news channel, I believe, and while he was gone, I was standing in front of the tv and saw this.
My first instict was to yell out, "They hit the other one!" to my dad, but he thought I was just watching a replay of the first one. My mom made me go get ready for school,and then she dropped me off about a half hour late, but they let me just walk into the classroom without signing in. On the way into school, I saw my gifted teacher and told her about the towers. She bent down and gave me a teary hug, and then let me go inside. Later, about 20 kids were called down to the office at once for early dissmissal, and I was one of them. My mom said that they hit the Pentagon, and that my cousins were at my house. They came over bacause they lived in Fairborn, Ohio, which was home to Wright-Patterson Air Force Base, and they felt safer away from there. My little cousins and sister were scared to death, and I was the only person to comfort them since the grown-ups were all busy. I told them that they were O.K. and I wans't going to let anything happen to them, that they were safe with me and I was never going to let anything hurt them as long as I live. I didn't know for sure if we were safe, anyway. I thought that if I pretended not to be scared, I wouldn't be and that they wouldn't either. I thought that if I started to act scared or cried, that they would too, and I didn't want them to. That's about all I can remember.

Yep. I remember it. It was a Tuesday, and I was in....third grade, I believe. I was eight. I remember waking up and my parents just talking and there was a reporter standing in a road just trying to scream the report over all the noise. There was dust EVERYWHERE, and it looked pretty bad, and they kept checking back at the towers, which were now looking pretty bad, or they had collapsed and they were showing replays, I dunno. I guess I didn't understand the magnitude of it at the time. I remember thinking about it on the way to the bus stop and everyone at the bus stop was talking about it. I don't remember school doing anything about it....but my old friend informed me that we had some kinda service with the flag at half mast.

Without taking any mental space away from everyone who died on the actual day of 9/11, I'd like to share something interesting I found following links on Wikipedia.

Ahmed Shah Massoud could be considered the first casualty of the terrorist operation that ended with the mayhem on 9/11. He was the military leader of the resistance to the Taliban in Afghanistan, the Northern Alliance. On 9/9, two al-Qaeda suicide bombers posing as reporters coming to interview him activated a bomb in their camera, killing him and themselves. This was to prove to the Taliban that al-Qaeda was on their side, so the Taliban would continue to support al-Qaeda after the 9/11 attacks. His death was repeated in the news throughout 9/9 and 9/10, and some in the media actually did draw the connection very shortly after the attacks. It was the first step in their plan, and it's still creating problems for Afghanistan. He was the only guy most of the factions could unite behind. Maybe if he was still around, things would be easier there. Maybe.

There are so many facets and twists and turns to the story of five years ago tomorrow. I'd say it's "fascinating" or "interesting", but those words sound too positive. Tomorrow, when y'all have some time, check out the Wikipedia article on September 11 and the stuff linked from there, then let it all soak in, and remember.

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Well, my school didn't do anything.

Freakin' COMMIES.

Well, my school had a short flag raising at the beginning of the day, but it wasn't very long. And then we went throughout the day normally.

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That's sort of what should happen. Remember the past, but look forward, not back.
The goal of 9/11 was to disrupt our way of life. The fact that we're still here says that "they" lost.

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I think my principal was crying during the announcements when he was talking about 9-11.

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Well, my social study teacher risked her job today because instead of teaching the lesson, she got on google videos and got some 9/11 videos. The first one shows a whole crowd of people watching it, then you can see a black dot crash into the towers, which causes this HUGE wall of dust about 5 times bigger than a dust storm. Then there was another video where you can see the plane quite clearly. It is white with blue stripes on it. Since the Twin towers are hollow, the plane cuts through it like a hot knife on butter. It was quite sad.

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I'm kind of upset my school didn't do anything....my social studies teacher said it had been her fourth day at the school....my old school didn't do anything either, despite the fact they had a moment of silence last year. And I kind of kind in an argument with one of those 9/11 conspiracy theorists types on the subway this morning.....mostly because I had seen the latest thing on Maddox's site a few weeks ago >_<;; I was pretty embaressed.

In any case....

It was my third or second day of fourth grade; I was nine years old. We kept noticing all this traffic outside (I live in NYC), and our teacher kept insisting that it was just some traffic or whatever. But I clearly remember seeing her on the phone with a sort of shocked look; when someone asked what was wrong, she just said everything was fine....I kept seeing kids being taken out early and didn't know why. My mom later told me that she was going to take me out as well, but they were stopping the parents from doing that after a while.

Then, later, our (new) principal came in to tell us that two airplanes had crashed into World Trade Center. Only me and one other girl gasped. I don't think any of the kids in the room were able to comprehend exactly what had happened. Personally, I hadn't even settled on the fact that George W. Bush was the president of the United States. God.

I think school was closed for the rest of the week. It was really pretty terrible being in the city. I live a good three miles away from where the WTC used to be, and I was getting the effect of all the debris and stuff in the air from there for around five days.

It really just amazes me how much I didn't understand. I couldn't really even shed a tear. I just could visualize such a tragedy having truely occured. I kept saying to myself that Mirai no Trunks would have been able to come in his time machine and save the day. In a few days, no one but myself would even remember that the tragey of September eleventh had even happened. However, even at that age, I knew I was just trying to make things better for myself.

I used to think of my life as a boring time period, that I wished I lived in a more exciting one where war was taking place, and you could eat candy because you needed the sugar for the soldiers. But I think I finally realized that bad things can happen; the bad guys can prevail. We had followed the elections closely that year, and I was terribly upset by the result. I was just frustrated that someone had gotten away with cheating. Not to mention.....the Mets having lost the subway series that year.....and my dad would have bought me an N64....

So yeah, it really stays as so much more vivid when you were in the actual city that it happened... But I was happy that we pretty much got back to somewhat normal. When I look back at that time, I tend to simply remember all that happened to me as normal fourth grader, with a really superb teacher, instead of a New Yorker.

When I think about it....it really took a good two years before everyone truly got back to noarmal, and I was waiting a lot of the time. You know, three days or so after the attacks I noticed I had missed an episode of DBZ. It was actually an episode that they did happen to play the second time around, but they purposely skipped it because a large building was on fire. It's really tough to be remembering those times when living with excessive fear of terrorism in New York, because it was just so apparent, and you want to block it from your memory. I suppose fourth was the grade I started to become very depressed......man.....I will never forget....

God, I'm so happy someone posted that. I saw that the other day, and it almost made me cry too. Jon Stweart is simply amazing.

I didn't watch that show when I was that young, but I do remember wondering what he would do on the show after 9/11....

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