Something like 9/11 happens once every generation. For our grandparents, it was Pearl Harbor, for our parents, it was JFK's assassination. For us, it was 9/11.
I was about six or seven when it happened; I remember my mum watching the news and crying. That's about all. It wasn't really discussed... I was too young, apparently.
I didn't really understand and take it seriously until I was maybe ten? It's something we all grew up with, I think. It's awful that it's pretty much forgotten over here in England, though. They did a minute's silence of respect in our school for the first few years, and now they don't even acknowledge it. I found that really disrespectful, honestly.
Skin.Tight.Alibi. Same here, and not just because of this journal.
Weasley is My King it's certainly not a bad thing. In fact, getting out of school and brief snatches of my dad watching it at my grandma's house are all I remember.
Oh jeesh. I don't even remember it. I was six when it happened, and I don't remember a thing. I don't remember seeing it on the news, hearing about it at school, or even talking about it truthfully. I feel awful. :(
I'm sorry if this journal brought up any bad memories. But for some reason, I was hit hard by my memories this year unlike any of the years in between. I hope you're well.
Weasley Is My King We always watch the same documentary every year. This year, one of the only teachers that actually said something was one whose uncle was killed in the attack.
I was in grade six when it happened. I came home for lunch and my grandma was watching it on TV. Then my mom came home from lunch and was like, "Oh my god!!! Guess what I heard on the radio! Put the news on! Hurry!" Then I was too scared to go back to school. =P
I remember everything about that day, down to the jacket I was wearing and the way I leaned against the counter to watch the news. My grandmother was in WTC when it happened, but she was on a lower floor and got out quickly.
It was mind-blowing when it happened; it still is. I feel for everyone who lost a friend or a family member, or who even had to watch it happen.
I remember being in the first grade and at recess. My older sister (we went to a K4-12th grade private school) came running down the hallway and hugged me so tightly, you'd think I'd just survived the 9/11 attack myself.
Ohgod. Now I'm crying.
v. And we did have a 30 second or so silence this morning at 8:46 on the dot.
v YES. We should have. I was so shocked/disappointed that we didn't. It seemed as if everyone at school just...forgot about it. Not one teacher mentioned it.
Ah...I was just a little kid when that happened. I was in the kitchen watching The Price is Right (I used to LOVE that show) with my mommy, and then there was like a breaking news thing. I didn't truly know what was happening, but the buildings falling down freaked me out.
I went to New York a few years ago, and I remember seeing Ground Zero. And in an alley I saw some candles with a photo frame of a little boy who had died in the buildings.
My school played a short video to honor the ones who suffered from 9/11. I got very angry with everyone because people were talking and laughing throughout the video. I almost cried. :(