Can't believe it has been 6 years. My question for you pavillionites is...
Where were you when you first found out about the towers? What was your reaction?
I was 15, and being in B.C, I was 3 hours behind from New York. I remember waking up to the ringing phone at 7am. My mom answered, and it went like this....
"Hey Margarita, good morning. What's u........ What? .... Slow down........ What? ....PLANES? Oh My God...... Where?"
I was in such a haze. I turned on my radio, and there was no music. Just a strange voice. I couldn't believe how much I relied on music for comfort. I started getting ready for school, not thinking much of a plane hitting a building. It wasn't until I heard that a building had collasped did I run downstairs......
Every channel had it on by now. There was a huge knot in my stomach. As I sat there, humbled, I watched live as the 2nd tower went down. I started tearing up. I blinked and realized that I had to get to school.
That building had never been so silent at 8:30 in the morning. The PA announcements were done by the principal, and by second period, everyone in the building was watching the news. That's all we did- watch CNN loop the story over and over. I felt sick, the kind of sick you feel on your first sleep over and you realize how scared you are of the unfamiliar surroundings. The thousands of silent teenagers will do that to you.
I was very ignorant of the whole situation for months. I had never even heard of a "terrorist" before that dreadul day. In fact, it wasn't even until a year later, as I watched my favourite Simspon's episode on VHS when the family goes to New York, did I realize those towers were already a part of pop culture.
And yeah, that's where I was on September 11.
Where were you when you first found out about the towers? What was your reaction?
I was 15, and being in B.C, I was 3 hours behind from New York. I remember waking up to the ringing phone at 7am. My mom answered, and it went like this....
"Hey Margarita, good morning. What's u........ What? .... Slow down........ What? ....PLANES? Oh My God...... Where?"
I was in such a haze. I turned on my radio, and there was no music. Just a strange voice. I couldn't believe how much I relied on music for comfort. I started getting ready for school, not thinking much of a plane hitting a building. It wasn't until I heard that a building had collasped did I run downstairs......
Every channel had it on by now. There was a huge knot in my stomach. As I sat there, humbled, I watched live as the 2nd tower went down. I started tearing up. I blinked and realized that I had to get to school.
That building had never been so silent at 8:30 in the morning. The PA announcements were done by the principal, and by second period, everyone in the building was watching the news. That's all we did- watch CNN loop the story over and over. I felt sick, the kind of sick you feel on your first sleep over and you realize how scared you are of the unfamiliar surroundings. The thousands of silent teenagers will do that to you.
I was very ignorant of the whole situation for months. I had never even heard of a "terrorist" before that dreadul day. In fact, it wasn't even until a year later, as I watched my favourite Simspon's episode on VHS when the family goes to New York, did I realize those towers were already a part of pop culture.
And yeah, that's where I was on September 11.








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