10 Years Later

It's hard to believe it's been 10 years since 9/11. I was an eighth grader at the time and it was your typical Tuesday morning. I had gone to school and was in class when the secretary started to come over the intercom every 2 minutes or so asking for students to come to the office for early dismissal. I had thought they all had doctors appointments. It wasn't until one of the kids asked another teacher about what was going on.

I started to freak out after our principal came on to tell us that we going to be dismissed early. I had tried to get in contact with my mom, but she wasn't home. I was also concerned about my cousin who lived near the Twin Towers at that time (she would be okay). Thankfully, about 15 minutes after I called, mom did come and get me. She then went to get Miriam and we went home to watch the coverage.

As a thirteen year old, you don't know what to expect. That's why I think it was a good idea that my school told all the teachers to talk about it the next day with the kids. I had found out that my homeroom/science teacher's son was one of the lucky ones since he was on the lobby trying to get something as he didn't feel well that day. He ran out of the building (unfortanlly I forget which one he was in) and was safe.

I'm sure that people who I know from New York lost someone they knew/loved (I was born and raised there before moving to CT and eventually here to DE). It's going to be a solem day and bless those who have joined the milatary (including one of my teachers and an aquantence of mine) to help fight for our country.