tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6543330341390707771.post6021566194171114781..comments2023-11-23T09:51:07.448-05:00Comments on A Literary Odyssey: Ten Years Ago...Alliehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18420476898132383974noreply@blogger.comBlogger4125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6543330341390707771.post-61192188116929607912011-09-12T15:43:32.177-04:002011-09-12T15:43:32.177-04:00My experience was incredibly similar. I was a seni...My experience was incredibly similar. I was a senior in high school and was also sitting in a classroom when I found out. Isn't it amazing how it can feel like yesterday and so long ago all at the same time.Melissa (Avid Reader)https://www.blogger.com/profile/02119628715475021774noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6543330341390707771.post-47684430949567893542011-09-11T22:35:08.907-04:002011-09-11T22:35:08.907-04:00On Tuesday, September 11, I had woken up early and...On Tuesday, September 11, I had woken up early and read the full NYTimes. Yes, I was a nerd in college. But I was informed about the world, right? Then I headed up to my early morning Economics class. The teacher stood up and told us what was happening right then in NYC. The first tower had just been hit. I kept thinking, but I just read the paper? And this is just happening? WHY? (How strange that today none of us would read the physical paper...we'd find out on twitter immediately.) It was a very different type of econ class that day. Anyway, we still had our campus-wide devotional at 11 a.m. (I went to a religious school) and it was so emotional. Our school president spoke. No one wanted to leave the room after the devotional. <br /><br />This morning, my son saw a flag at half mast as we drove to church. He asked why it was "coming down", and I tried to explain that ten years ago some bad people had flown a plane in a building and killed lots of people so we flew the flag half way to remember them. "Who where the people that died?" he asked. "Tell me their names." Although I didn't know anyone personally that died that day, it was so poignant to try to explain what it meant to a three year old.Rebecca Reidhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06062252252301802298noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6543330341390707771.post-67631815999647182572011-09-11T15:05:01.379-04:002011-09-11T15:05:01.379-04:00It was a horrifying day. One where I knew the wor...It was a horrifying day. One where I knew the world and life would never be the same again. I was speechless. I was sick. I couldn't believe the images I was seeing. Even 10 years later, I am scared to let it in because when I do, I crumble.bookishbethanyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05883135761152838815noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6543330341390707771.post-73282186079557904192011-09-11T09:20:34.809-04:002011-09-11T09:20:34.809-04:00Where I lived in rural Wisconsin at the time, we d...Where I lived in rural Wisconsin at the time, we didn't get a lot of news. We wouldn't have known at all except that my father in law was working the ER that night and was several hours late in getting home. My mother in law was worried about him and trying to get ahold of him, and when she did, he told her to turn on the television. By the time we heard what was happening, the second plane had already hit.<br /><br />It was really scary for me because my sister lived in NYC and I couldn't get ahold of her. Finally she got in touch with us to say she was okay. She had been half a mile away in her ballet studio, watching out the windows as it happened. I can only imagine how badly this affected people who actually witnessed the event, who could hear the sounds and smell the smells and everything else. :(Amandahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07026099426503180472noreply@blogger.com