Post by pinkplasticdoll on Sept 10, 2012 22:02:22 GMT -5
I was a senior in high school sitting in my A&P class making a bridge out of toothpicks when one of the other teachers came in and said a plane hit the towers, we spent the rest of the day watching the coverage in my classes talking about the logistics of everything since 3 of my 4 teachers had worked for architect firms.
My dad works at Southwest and I called him on my lunch break in complete panic because I had a cousin that lived in Manhattan wondering if she anywhere close and then I was completely in pieces asking him what was going on, I really just couldn't comprehend what was going on.
My BF at the time and I had just moved into a new house. Nothing was hooked up yet.
I was getting ready for work, and he gave me (what I thought was) his usual 'are you up yet' phone call. Only this time he was going off about how his office was on complete lockdown. Everyone had to have their ID badges on at all times. No one was allowed to leave the buliding.
He told me that a plane had hit one of the TC towers. I told him he needed to quit spending his down time at work watching cheesy movies in the break room. I hung up on him (I was cranky). A few minutes late he called back to say the Pentagon was hit. I told him I didn't have time for his pranks. He said to turn on the radio.
When I finally found where the radio was packed and plugged it in, I just sat on the kitchen floor for probably 20 minutes completely dumbfounded. I went to work, and we spent the entire day watching the news reports, hands over mouth, trying to wish it was all a dream.
Post by averyjessup on Sept 10, 2012 22:03:18 GMT -5
I was in college (asleep because I didn't have an early class that day) and my best friend called me in hysterics asking where my dad was (AA pilot). He wasn't flying that day and she finally calmed down enough to tell me to turn on the TV and I turned it on and told her it was just a bunch of clouds and WTF was wrong with her and she goes, that's not clouds, it's smoke, that's NYC.
I was in middle school. We knew something was going on when parents started picking up kids but the principal told the teachers not to tell us. My science teacher told us anyways. My mom picked up me and my sister and we spent the night and next day glued to the TV. Within the next few days we went down the Pentagon. I will never forget seeing the damage and all the rescue workers. I still feel anxious on 9-11.
Home and work. My roommate called me on her drive in and told me that a plane hit the World Trade and everyone thought it was an accident. And when I got to work shortly afterward, it was clearly no accident.
Post by sawyerthedestroyer on Sept 10, 2012 22:04:42 GMT -5
I was driving to work and listening to the morning radio talk show. At first I thought they were pulling a prank but when the second plane hit I knew it was real. At work we spent the day watching the news and staring at the sky, terrified of seeing a plane.
My story has a touch of funny I don't know how you'd take it. I'm not Making light of what happened but this question pops out every year and I am still yet to answer it truthfully and may delete.
So please don't quote.
I woke up late with DH and had some quality time, and he started work at 11. After he left I was in the bathroom. Pants around my ankles. Myy mom calls! From Colombia! I was so oblivious to the world, she is the one who calls me! So, with my pants still around my ankles, and the phone in my hand; I walked out of the bathroom and into the living room to turn the tv on. Yeah.... Thankfully I was mostly done in there.
I woke hearing about the towers being hit. I couldn't believe that it had happened. So I got out of bed and went into the kitchen where my grandma was sitting there crying watching the ABC news. I stood there stunned that it actually happened. About 15 minutes after I got out of bed the first tower fell. I had to get ready to go to school so I went to take a shower. When I was done and got dressed I immediately went back out to the kitchen and got there just in time to watch the second tower fall. I went to school like I normally did.
I was a sophomore in high school and my first class of the day was biology. We had a lab that day but most of us couldn't concentrate on the lab so we sat in front of the TV watching the news. My next class was world history and we sat there discussing the days events and what it meant for the world as we knew it. My third and last class was English and she had it on for the first 10 minutes of the period and then shut it off and continued on with her lesson.
I couldn't wait to get home so I could turn it on and continue watching all of it.
I was on the corner of Franklin and Hudson Streets when the first plane roared over my head and into the North Tower, about 10 blocks away. I was running late for work and had just dropped off my dog to daycare. I stayed in that spot until the first tower fell, then ran back to pick up my dog. The second tower fell as I was walking north on Greenwich Street, somewhere below Canal Street, trying to get home.
Freshman in high school. My mom woke me up talking to my dad about it. I remember wishing she would be quiet so I could go back to sleep. We watched it on tv in all our classes that day. My history teacher's husband was there on business and she was a mess... 5 years later I was in NYC and met some firefighters there who lost an entire truck company that day and I got to meet one of the firemen who survived the collapse of the second tower.
I was on the corner of Franklin and Hudson Streets when the first plane roared over my head and into the North Tower, about 10 blocks away. I was running late for work and had just dropped off my dog to daycare. I stayed in that spot until the first tower fell, then ran back to pick up my dog. The second tower fell as I was walking north on Greenwich Street, somewhere below Canal Street, trying to get home.
I was at work when I found out. I was supposed to fly out to San Diego a few days later to spend some time with one of my friends who was stationed there. He called me as soon as he could, to make sure I was doing okay with the news.
Post by angelaa73 on Sept 10, 2012 22:18:26 GMT -5
on the 5. I think it was like 6 or 6:30 in the morning? I was heading to the OC to work. my bf called me. I was so dumb. I was like oh a commuter plane in the tower. Good thing it's so early!
I honestly pictured an 8 seater and maybe the pilot killed. what a dumblefuck
my first year of grad school in dc. i was walking to campus and saw people answer their phones and start crying. people started looking around nervously, looking at the sky. i didn't even have a cell phone at the time but i asked a stranger what was going on.
I was living in an apartment in the next town over planning my wedding and working at a non profit. I remember turning on the TV and it just being too surreal to comprehend. I went into work and we just watched TV coverage all morning then went home.
Post by ILikeSloths on Sept 10, 2012 22:28:35 GMT -5
Algebra II class my sophomore year of high school. Another teacher from down the hall came to our room to notify my teacher. We turned the TV on and watched it unfold. This was how it was in every class for the first half of the day until the principal finally requested everyone in the school turn the TVs off.
I was a freshman in college, and had just moved from DC. I was at my bf's house and one of his friends came in, screaming to turn the tv on. I just remember sitting there in disbelief, and eventually realized the reality of the situation and started crying.
None of my calls home would go through... to my parents, to my friends, no one. I was so worried for everyone I knew who worked at the pentagon, for my dad who worked nearby, and of course those in the WTC. Ugh, it makes me sick just thinking about it.
7th grade math class. I went to a private christian school that had one tv for the entire school so we listened to it happen on the radio. I remember when the radio announcer switched from saying it was accident to we were being attacked.
I was walking to work and it was somewhat of a trek so I was listening to the radio on my headphones. One dj broke news of a plane hitting one of the twin towers. I got into work and it all just fell into the story. Staff witnessing together the news, I cried. My boss told me to go home but I didn't want to.
I remember my mom calling me and telling me to fill up my gas tank because it may end up being a shortage and I may want to stock up on food, etc. talk about freaking out. I don't know if you experienced this but many gas stations were penalized when they illegally increased the price of gas that day and the next.
I was in a new apartment with a roommate who was glued to her bf at his apartment. So I was home alone. I was dating DH at the time and we didn't connect that night, except over the phone. I was home alone, left with just the basic news on the tv. It was very lonely.
American History class, junior year. My teacher was amazing, discussing what was happening, how it would impact the country, calming fears (especially mine: we're in the middle of the country, so many railroads go through the city, I thought we could be a target).
It was my first class of the day, and the teachers were told over the intercom to keep the students in their classrooms. We eventually continued with our normal schedule, but almost all the teachers had their TVs on and were answering questions as best they could. My chem teacher tried to teach a class, but nobody's heads were in the classroom that day.
Post by fuckstick on Sept 10, 2012 22:36:57 GMT -5
It was my senior year of high school and my dad was driving me to school when we heard reports on the radio. We both thought it was some kind of Orson Welles/ War of The Worlds style prank. Once I got to school they had the news on everywhere and just watched it all day long except for one of my stupid classes the teacher wanted to pretend everything was fine and we weren't allowed to watch the news.
I remember going with my family to our Pastor's house and just watching the news for hours until I fell asleep on the floor. It felt like all we did for days was watch the news.
Post by CityLights on Sept 10, 2012 22:39:15 GMT -5
I was a senior in HS. We were working quietly in class and happened to hear the news of the first tower being hit from a radio on in the office across the hall. I remember my teacher making a comment about how it was odd because it was such a clear day (thinking it was a commuter plane). I had gym the next period and by that point there was a lot of frantic chatter that we were being attacked. By the end of the period another teacher came in and confirmed everything.
They wouldn't let us watch the news and attempted to go on with the day to keep people calm. That didn't really work though because kids were being called to the office non-stop and being taken out of school, teachers and students were crying because they knew people in the towers, etc.
You could see the smoke from our town. We were also in Newark airport's flight path so there were normally constant planes flying overhead. No air traffic (except fighter jets circling) was eerie.
Post by macmars45 on Sept 10, 2012 22:43:52 GMT -5
I was a sophomore in high school. I had first period gym so heard all about it after the fact in second period choir. We watched a lot of news in every class for the rest of the day. I was (and am) in WA state so it didn't hit most of us as hard as if we'd been closer to NY/Pennsylvania/DC areas (IMO).
I was at work. At the time, my place of employment was about 25 miles outside of Manhattan. We found out in the office while listening to the radio. A few co-workers had spouses working in lower Manhattan. It was scary worrying about friends in the immediate area.
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Post by runforrest on Sept 10, 2012 22:49:51 GMT -5
I was starting my first year of law school, I was 22. I was getting ready for class when my friend called me and told me to turn on the TV and not to go downtown because they were worried that the Sears Tower might be a target (my law school was about three blocks away from there).
I turned on the TV and about ten seconds later the second plane hit the tower.
Post by amberlyrose on Sept 10, 2012 22:50:07 GMT -5
Freshman in HS. My dad was dropping us off at school- little sis first. We heard something about an attack on the WTC and my dad brushed it off as something from the first car bomb attack. I got to school and went straight to class. My English teacher had the tv on and we just watched the coverage all day.
Post by frauschmindy on Sept 10, 2012 22:51:39 GMT -5
It was still pretty early where I was, so I was asleep. My mom work me up early for school so I would know what was going on, and our classes went on mostly as normal. They didn't want us to talk about it.
I was on the corner of Franklin and Hudson Streets when the first plane roared over my head and into the North Tower, about 10 blocks away. I was running late for work and had just dropped off my dog to daycare. I stayed in that spot until the first tower fell, then ran back to pick up my dog. The second tower fell as I was walking north on Greenwich Street, somewhere below Canal Street, trying to get home.
Post by ashbridemd on Sept 10, 2012 22:55:03 GMT -5
7th grade. I was in the bathroom when they made the announcement over the loudspeaker. I had no idea why my 7th grade history teacher was literally on the floor, sobbing so hard, no sound was coming out when I walked back in. Turns out her brother was on the first plane. They let us go home early because I lived in the Philadelphia area and they were worried about an attack on the city.