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Old 09-08-2002, 01:09 AM
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I was in high school still, it was homecoming week. We had went TP-ing that night, and I had stayed up late to finish a paper. At school, everyone was talking about the night before--we had a battle of the bands, and it got out of hand, and the cops ended up macing people, and arresting some kids. So we were riled up about that, then in painting class, we always have the radio playing because our teacher is like all punky and is cool and lets us listen to music. Well anyway, the radio news comes on and says something about terrorists and attacking and I didn't hear it all, so I think it's about Israel or something. So I go to my second class and one kid is like "Yeah, I was in weightlifting and on the radio it said that New York and Chicago are being attacked by terrorists." Then my teacher says "NO, you must be mistaken, I don't want to talk about world events, we have work to do." Then (since the class spans two hours) we go to the library to work on our research projects, there are like 100 people in the libaray watching TV, and we start to watch, and we see the second tower falling live, and my teacher who was like "lets get to work" was like "Oh, my God, and I don't want to talk about it." That's when I found out about Bush and Cheney, and how they had been moved to a secret, undisclosed location. I remember seeing the Verizon Wireless building in the background on NBC as the news reporters talked. Then, through out the day, we watched TV in each class and listened to the radio. That night, while I was doing homework, I was glued to the TV, and I didn't go TP-ing that night, we were supposed to have a tennis meet that night, and all the sports got canceled, and people were like why, NYC is so far away. Me and my friend went out, and there were lines like a mile long, spanning nine blocks to get gas, people were panicking. The Casey's station had jacked up prices for gas up to 4 dollars, but no one else did. Then my friends mom called and told her she wanted her home because there was a rumor that the terrorists were going to bomb the Arsenal, a military arms place by where I live. So we went home, I was out of gas, but the lines were too long to stop. Since that week was our homecoming week, tons of the events got canceled, such as movie night, the pep rally, and during our assembly the chant, because it would "incite riot" as did the battle of the bands, and it would be innapropriate. We signed banners during that week to send to the victims families, raised money, and at our dance, sang some patriotic songs that got everyone, including administration, in the USA spirit. I was not shocked at first, though, because who were we to think that we were invulnerable to attack, because look at other countries such as Israel or Palistine, I expected something like this, eventually, but not of this scale. I was a little shocked because I didn't expect such a big building to come down like it did, and cause all of the carnage that it did. I didn't cry when it happened, but like 6 months later, I saw a special on the people who lost husbands, and such, and one woman told how they found her fiances heart, but not his body, and I just lost it. Now, when I see stuff, I tear up, because this was senseless.

This, too, was my first time actually talking about my personal experience during 9.11, hmm...

L.

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