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 Posted: Mon Sep 12, 2011 7:12 pm
The more I read through these comments, the more chills run down my spine as I recall that day. Even though I was far away and quite young at the time.
I was 9 years old and I don't recall at what point my mom turned on the news at home, but we saw live footage as the second tower was hit. I remember watching the news and a lot of footage of the towers. I saw things falling out of the buildings and my mom said that those were people. I guess it didn't really sink in about how serious it all was at the time, but the more I think about it the more I realize that I just can't imagine being there or having to watch it happen up close, or knowing anyone who was there. I remember seeing videos taken from people's own cameras as the clouds of dust and rubble swept through the streets. I remember seeing the flaming buildings... and I can hardly believe that anyone could even do such a horrible thing, but they did.
As I listened to the radio last night, I heard stories being told about people who knew people in the towers as they went down, and I cried when I heard one of them (the one linked to on the first page of this thread). Sadly I wasn't getting along with my mom yesterday, and when I heard this all I could think is "Why are we fighting? What if something bad like that were to happen to us? No one knows when something bad is going to happen, and we shouldn't be fighting. What if something happened suddenly and we never saw each other again?" These thoughts also crossed my mind when I would hear another memory told on the radio, but I guess the moral of it all is that life is precious and we all should treat it that way, because you never know what might happen tomorrow. Love those around you, because you just never know.
My prayers go out to all the families and friends of the people who died that day. And also to all of you who have posted in this thread and knew someone who died.
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Posted: Mon Sep 12, 2011 7:17 pm
nefret2011 I was 8 years old. This is something I wrote for today, about looking at the tragedy from the two very different maturity levels. The Gift of a DecadeA decade ago I didn't understand How something so tall could fall How so many people could die How big the war would become A decade ago I was a child I thought like a child I grieved like a child I supported my nation as best a child could A decade has passed And I understand The horror of the moment The grief of the loss The fervor of the fight A decade has passed And I remember That little girl's thoughts That little girl's grief That little girl's support What am I left with now? The gift of a decade The understanding of an adult With the memories of a child And grief enough for both Beautiful -w-
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Posted: Mon Sep 12, 2011 10:27 pm
I was in the 6th grade History class when my teacher turned on the TV and, all of a sudden, we all saw the Terrorist attack on TV.
May all the people who died at 9/11 R.I.P.
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Posted: Tue Sep 13, 2011 2:58 pm
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Posted: Tue Sep 13, 2011 8:03 pm
I was almost 4 when it happened (Birthday's on the 14th) so i only remember a little. I was in K3 & i think Ms. Audrey was reading to us. Then my grandma came & picked me up from school acting all hysterical and saying something about a plant. (i live just an hour & a half north of Atlanta wear their is a nuclear plant. So, if the terrorists hit that it would wipe us out.) Then she took me to my Uncle Kenny's house where we lived @ the time & when my mom got off work we watched the news for days.
R.I.P to all of those who died on 9-11.
& a thanks to all of the people who built the new memorial. It's beautiful. heart
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Posted: Thu Sep 22, 2011 5:03 pm
I love the jonn j hvaer for take the ppl thart are aive heart heart heart : 3nodding 3nodding
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