Feels like yesterday doesn’t it? Nowadays, you’ll see people on the news recounting stories of where they were during 9/11. I’m sure many of us could do the same, due to how monumental and catastrophic the event was. It has been eleven years and since then, many rumors and conspiracy theories have surfaced regarding the validity of what really occurred. Nonetheless, I will not provide any opinions regarding that matter as I only wish to discuss my own personal recollection of the event as it happened. So where was I during 9/11?
I recall being in math class, full of despair and stressed out as it was one of my least favorite subjects. About midway through the session, my teacher randomly stormed out of the classroom. Needless to say, I was one very happy little seventh grader as I gave a emphatic high five to a friend who shared my misery. Nonetheless, the instructor came back with a television set and little did I know that I was about to witness one of the greatest American tragedies since Pearl Harbor.
The instructor flipped the switch, and immediately I see two tall buildings on fire about to collapse. Pandemonium has broken loose, with people panicking, screaming, and running as far away as they can as the buildings crumbled to the ground. It was simply surreal, like something out of a movie. Feeling frightened, shocked, and helpless, I was struggling to make sense of what was going on. I knew it was a day I’d never forget as long as I live.
I dedicate this post to those that lost their lives in that tragedy as well as their surviving family members and friends. To those brave men and women who made a valiant rescue attempt despite the great danger involved, you are true heroes who deserve countless recognition and praise.