September 11th, 2001

Wow. I was 19 at the time. I remember flipping through channels when BAM, all these news coverages were all over the place. First, I thought Hoax, then Movie preview then finally, I realized, the real deal has happened. Terrorist attacked the Twin Towers. Being Canadian of course, I was just thinking the whole time, "Is the Tallest Tower in the world (CN TOWER) going to fall anytime soon?" // The only thing we have to fear is fear itself - Frank D. Roosevelt.

My heart and bacon goes to the people affected by the event.

Remember from Batman Begins: Why do we fall? To LEARN to pick ourselves back up.
 
I was also in 5th grade, i was in a private school, all the kids were being taken home and i was close to the last few being taken. I remember the guidance counselour coming in and she was like do you know what the WTC towers are? I was like wtf is that (i called them twin towers). I came home later and watched ABC and ate my lunch which was uneaten yet. Its a really sad day, but i believe in the future, and i think although it was really sad that we need to be in the future, in todays world, not looking back at the past.
 
All I remember saying to my parents that day is "Guess who is going to get blown up next?" I was right, don't mess with the USA, because whenever someone does that then they get invaded and blown to pieces... The Terrorists should have taken history and studied what happened with the Lusitania and Pearl Harbor.
 
Yeah i was in my 5th grade class and the teacher from next door came in crying because her husband works in the WTC and she couldn't get to him. The whole class was hunched over a portable radio. that day changed every American's life but especially every New Yorkers. Also I happen to live in New York City.

Was her husband able to make it out?
 
i was walking back across campus from my first class of the day...which happened to be English class...headed towards the culinary arts building...when i heard a bunch of people talking about what had just happened...when i went into the main building...there were about 40-50 people crowded around a tiny TV above the book store...and that's when i saw it....it was one of the most horrifying things i have ever seen...i immediately called my sister who lived in Philly at the time...wanted to make sure she was ok...i wasn't sure if anything had gone down there too...even thought i haven't lost anyone directly in this horrific attack..it still has a huge impact on your life...hearing the stories, seeing the news...makes you think how people can be so cruel...i actually went sailing today...around the new york harbor...it was an absolutely perfect day on the water....sailing around the statue of liberty...and Ellis Island...and looking at the New York skyline, seeing how nothing has missed a beat...everything moving on as normal...life continuing to move forward....makes me proud to be an American...nothing can take that from me...nothing can take that from us...
 
I was getting up for one of my classes, and I hear: "Hey! Come quick .. you're not going to believe this ... "

I run into the living room. I see the first tower hit, with a big smoldering hole in it. "Holy ... "

I saw the 2nd plane hit, and both towers collapse live.

The key here, is to take it like the rest of the world - build, be strong, don't give in - and don't be afraid. Terrorism's goal is fear - if you show fear, they've won.

We've got the upper hand, we need to keep it. WW2 - we fought the enemy hard, we stood strong, we came out ahead like never before in the end.

I'm sure we can do the same again.
 
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i was in 10th or 11th. It was passing period, and i was walking in to history class. Remember the tv was on. All we did that day was watch the news.
 
I was sitting in my social studies class with one of my favorite teachers, and then one of the front desk people rushed in and whispered him to turn on the tv to the news station. So for the rest of the class we watched the towers burn, and unfortunatly, saw both of them collapse.
 
I was 9, at home after school, my mum was watching the news. It was 5/6 o'clock in the Uk when the attacks happened so they interupted the normal news bullitins. I didn't really know how to feel back then. 4 years later when the london underground and busses were bombed I was conciderably more shocked. Firstly I was older; and my Dad had been working in London a few days previously. Terrorists attacks truley are horrible.
 
10th grade.

After gym class/finished changing, I walked into hallway/eating area (right outside the gym)where the majority of my grade would be for lunch. I was one of the first out and I noticed the TV was on in there, which was unusual because they only time that TV is on is during March Madness. It soon became a crowd and then bell rang and went off to the next class. At this time only the first plane hit and people thought it was just a horrible accident. Spent all day watching TV or listening to the radio in my different classes as events unfolded.
 
I was in 1st grade and we were drawing when my teacher turned on the tv, i saw smoke billowing from the 1st tower and then saw the 2nd plane crash right into the 2nd tower and i was like *GASP*. Then i went home and my parents told me like i was 1 that a plane it the towers in the north.
 
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I was in 4th grade, it was English class, and I was under half an hour away from the world trade center bombing considering I lived in NY when this happed. I remember a code red being alerted everything was locked down for over at least an hour. We were told to get under our desks until it was cleared. Luckily nothing happened to us. However, my uncle who was working in the world trade center and helping with construction plans did not make it out in time.

I had a personal moment of silence in school by myself because our school didn't do anything for the day. I currently live in Florida. How despicable of them.

I'm now in 12th grade, 16 years old.
 
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I was getting ready for work, having just been hired the week before for the job I'm still doing today. I was shocked. I'd spent a couple of years in New York, and knew some of my friends were likely in the towers. I'd stood on top of the one you could go up on and looked over the city. I was devastated. I'm not a man who's prone to emotional outbursts, but when the first tower went down, I did actually shed tears. It shouldn't have happened, it shouldn't have been possible. It's a stark reminder of the determination of the people who would take our freedoms from us.

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I was living in Stamford, CT at the time. Stamford is only a few miles from the NY border and roughly 45 miles from NYC. The 11th is my birthday so of course I started the day all happy. I went into a meeting around 8something am. When I came out everyone was running around work like a chicken with its head cut off. I ran up the the board room where we had a TV and everyone in the room was crying or very upset. I looked at the screen and watched one of the towers collapse live. It was terrible.

The following weeks we had national guard and military walking the city streets with automatic weapons. I could see the smoke from the towers from the beach.

A very very sad day. I still look up to Rudy Giuliani for his leadership in one of our countries darkest hours.
 
I was 9 at the time. I remember getting ready for school. My mom would always put on Good Morning America every morning. When we put it on, there it was. The WTC burning. They thought it was just a normal fire. We were watching it, and the second place hit. I remember the guys saying, America we are now under attack, or something to that matter. All day in school they would not let us near a tv. When my friends dad came and picked us up, he told us they both collapsed. I didn't know what terrorism was at age 9. Now 7 years later, some Americans still fear the terrorists. I for one do not. This is America, we all pull together to take down people that attack us.

I would also like to let everyone know, that everyone who lost a loved one in that terrible attack, that my condolences go out to you.

U.S.A.!!!!!

WSF
 
When the twin towers were hit I was in 5th grade History class. I remember a teacher rushing and and talking to my teacher. Then they turned the classroom's TV on and I watched the towers burning. It depresses me now, because at the time I didn't understand what was really going on... it was a free class to me.

Now it sickens me. I think that no amount of hellfire we can drop will compensate for those lives lost. How about that though, they blew up a building- we blew up two countries. We're awesome like that.
 
I was in college at the time and was sleeping as I didn't have class until mid morning. My Mother called and woke me up. I'll never forget, she said, "Turn on the tv, we are under attack." My reply to her was, "Yeah right, who would be stupid enough to attack us?" Unfortunately, I turned on the tv and found out just who was stupid enough to attack us. Watching the planes hit, watching the towers collapse, seeing the Pentagon footage, hearing the brave story of flight 93.

The terrorists hit us hard that day, but they hit us in vain. They can't win, no matter what they do. I fear no terrorist, not then, not now, not ever.

The heroism of the brave Fire Fighters and Police Officers who sacrificed their very lives to save people they never knew will always stand out as a testament to the human spirit.

Every generation has a story of tragedy they'll pass onto their kids. For me, 9/11 will be that story, only I'll make sure to also tell the story of the brave souls who made the ultimate sacrifice to save who they could, and the brave soldiers who took the fight to the terrorists and showed them exactly why you don't mess with the U.S.
 

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