I was getting ready for class, listening to the radio. Quietest day of my life. I'll never forget how quiet the day seemed, and how loud the images on the tv seemed. We will NEVER forget.
Freshman in high school. Social studies class heading to the library. Old enough to understand, but young enough to be scared out of my mind. And I live in the DC Metro area so a lot of friends had parents that could have been or were at the Pentagon.
My dad tucked me in that night. That never happened. Such a surreal feeling.
I was at college and still asleep. My mom called to tell me America was under attack. They had evacuated her building and sent everyone home, even though she was in downtown Houston. I went to my first class later that day but we just all sat there crying. They eventually cancelled classes for the rest of the day.
We were over in Germany.....school had just gotten out for the day and so we were helping dd with her homework and a friend called to tell us to turn on the tv NOW!!. A few days later when school resumed, it was a strange feeling to put my kids on a bus with an armed guard riding shotgun (no pun intended).
We will never forget, but it is odd to think that kids younger than high school age now will have no memory of it as they were too young or were born after it so 9/11/2001 is like Pearl Harbor is to us.
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Driving to class my last semester of college. I was listening to a radio station known for their off-color jokes, so at first I thought it was a joke. Once I got to school & walked through the student center I realized it wasn't a joke.
We lived near an air force base. There were always planes going overhead. I remember feeling so weird to not see planes & then to see Air Force 1 landing later that afternoon.
I actually watched a 9/11 special on TV with D a few weeks ago. That was the first time he had learned anything about what happened. Not only never forget, teach your children about what happened so they will never forget.
We were over in Germany.....school had just gotten out for the day and so we were helping dd with her homework and a friend called to tell us to turn on the tv NOW!!. A few days later when school resumed, it was a strange feeling to put my kids on a bus with an armed guard riding shotgun (no pun intended).
We will never forget, but it is odd to think that kids younger than high school age now will have no memory of it as they were too young or were born after it so 9/11/2001 is like Pearl Harbor is to us.
I thought about this on my way to work today. How I would answer my kids' questions some day when they ask what happened on Sept 11. And realize that, to them, it probably won't seem scary or like a big deal, they way Pearl harbor or the JFK assassination didn't seem so big to us as kids, but to our parents and grandparents were world-altering events.
Even college freshman today would have only been 5 or 6 years old. With the exception of those who lost someone that day, these kids won't have any real memory of that day either.
I was in second period of grade 11 American history. My teacher mentioned that he had saw there was some big plane accident in New York before he had left for school in the morning. He was trying to find a TV station (every room had a TV for video announcements) to find of more. I guess he left early that morning so didn't get the whole story. By lunch time everyone was talking about it and people were going home at lunch to watch the news. By the afternoon it's all classes were discussing.
I was a junior in HS in foods/health class. My friend told me in the hallway, and the news feed was being projected in the library for any one to watch. Teachers let us go at any time to watch coverage.
My classmate's father was actually supposed to be on one of the planes. He got a call from his mom in 5th hour saying that his father's flight was switched at the last minute and he was safe. He broke down crying in chemistry class.
My sophomore year of college. My roommate came and woke me up so I could watch it with her. Classes were canceled and the 4 of us huddled on the couch together watching it all day. I have goosebumps now just thinking about it.
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I was on vacation in a remote part of Australia and did not know it happened until days later. Once I got back to civilization I turned the TV on and saw it. At first I thought it was a movie. Tragic
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I was freshman in high school and in science class. An older student ran into the classroom and said the World Trade Center was bombed. Our teacher immediately turned on the tv and we learned that wasn't what happened. We sat in silence as they fell. We stayed in school all day but all we did was watch the news.
I knew that it was something utterly horrible happening but I think it took me awhile to grasp the scope of it.
Freshman in college, sitting in a gerontology class. Professor had the door open and we heard suddenly heard a lot of commotion from the other outside the room. Our prof. walked outside asked what was going on, then he walked back in, said "I don't understand all the excitement", shut the door and continued the 90 minute class.
I had no idea anything had happened until I got back to my dorm.
The first tower was hit right before my first class. I heard whispers but didn't have any details. I had to finish my test before I could get out of there and back to my dorm. I watched the aftermath by myself in shock. When I called my parents later, they were sick with worry bc my brother was at the Naval Academy (near DC) at the time. They had to shut down the campus and do a bomb search. I don't think I've ever felt so powerless in my life.
Looking back, I still get upset thinking about the people on the planes who were able to call home and say goodbye. For some reason that has always been such a devastating thought to me. I can't begin to imagine how painful it would be to be on the other end of that phone call.
I was starting my 3rd year of college, and the first year I actually moved out away from my parents.
I was getting somethings at Walmart (because I didn't have class that morning) and I heard the workers talking. I turned on the Radio on my way back to the apartment and finally understood what they were talking about.
Classes were canceled that day and we pretty much stayed at home watching the news.
Looking back, I still get upset thinking about the people on the planes who were able to call home and say goodbye. For some reason that has always been such a devastating thought to me. I can't begin to imagine how painful it would be to be on the other end of that phone call.
This breaks my heart too. Especially thinking of how some of them couldn't get through and had to leave voicemails.
I was in my eighth grade science class when my teacher heard and turned on the TV. Then they made an announcement over the PA shortly after.
One of the memories most burned into my mind though was when I had to go into the high school for my math class, and we watched the footage of the towers collapsing. There were a whole bunch of the ninth grade boys making stupid fucking jokes about. Like, we were literally watching footage of people jumping out of a smoldering building to their deaths, and then watching as that building then collapsed on the thousands of people trapped inside and they were laughing about it.
Suddenly my life doesn't seem such a waste,
It all revolves around you.
I was in 6th grade. Mom and I were getting ready to drop me off at daycare and we always watched the news while doing so. The breaking news report popped up while I was sitting on her bed that a plane had crashed into 1 of the World Trade Center buildings. Then the other one flew into it. We sat there and watched everything happen while we got ready. At Daycare we were watching the news reports there. School banned us from watching it in class.
I was in grade 9. I didn't really know what was going on, but there were tons of rumours and we were really scared. I'm in Canada, and I am fortunate to not have family or friends that were directly affected, so I can only imagine how it must have felt for others.
Wow, so many younguns here in middle school? I was at band camp (no really), 4th year of college. We were out in a field in the middle of nowhere Indiana bickering about who should be where and being all irritated that the director kept taking phone calls. He was getting information from his wife, and once he had enough to tell us what was going on, he had us all sit down on the field and told us the news. We sat in silence for a long time. I remember feeling really ashamed of how petty our bickering seemed in the face of what was going on in the world. There was one TV in the multipurpose room and we all huddled around it everytime we had free time. The university has a big co-op program, so many members had been working during the day and just came for evening rehearsals. They brought newspapers. The front pages looked fake, or like something out of a movie. It was surreal.
Wow, I'm feeling old with all the middle school and high school stories.
I was working the night shift and slept during the day, so I kinda had a delay in when I reacted. I was also very poor and didn't have TV. My boyfriend that I was living with at the time called and woke me to say that gas stations were packed because a plane flew into a building in New York. If you can imagine how that sounds to a sleep-addled brain. I hung up with him and went back to sleep. When I woke up, I went about my normal day -- er... evening-- and didn't hear anything else about it until I got to work that night.
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My dad tucked me in that night. That never happened. Such a surreal feeling.
Never forget.
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Driving to class my last semester of college. I was listening to a radio station known for their off-color jokes, so at first I thought it was a joke. Once I got to school & walked through the student center I realized it wasn't a joke.
We lived near an air force base. There were always planes going overhead. I remember feeling so weird to not see planes & then to see Air Force 1 landing later that afternoon.
I actually watched a 9/11 special on TV with D a few weeks ago. That was the first time he had learned anything about what happened. Not only never forget, teach your children about what happened so they will never forget.
Even college freshman today would have only been 5 or 6 years old. With the exception of those who lost someone that day, these kids won't have any real memory of that day either.
By lunch time everyone was talking about it and people were going home at lunch to watch the news. By the afternoon it's all classes were discussing.
IUI#2 Femara/Ovidrel (cd 5-9) = BFN
IUI#3 Femara/Ovidrel (cd 3-7) = BFP!
beta #1 11/23 = 270, P4 = 75
beta #2 11/28 = 2055
Our daughter E was born 7/29/2012!
Surprise, our 2nd daughter P was born 5/22/14!
Multiple ectopics, 2 failed IVF's
IVF #1: Did not get to ET, embies all failed PGD (major chromosomal defects)
IVF #2: We have 2 chromosomally perfect embies as a result of PGD (Boy/Girl) 1 failed the thaw (Girl) Transferred 1, yet ended as a c/p
Thought it was the end of our TTC Journey 6/20/2012
SHOCK BFP 9/28/2012: IT'S A BOY! and everything is normal !!!!!!
Little A born 38w 2d on 05/23/13 and is a true miracle for this IF Vet!
I knew that it was something utterly horrible happening but I think it took me awhile to grasp the scope of it.
Looking back, I still get upset thinking about the people on the planes who were able to call home and say goodbye. For some reason that has always been such a devastating thought to me. I can't begin to imagine how painful it would be to be on the other end of that phone call.
This breaks my heart too. Especially thinking of how some of them couldn't get through and had to leave voicemails.
Suddenly my life doesn't seem such a waste,
It all revolves around you.
I was working the night shift and slept during the day, so I kinda had a delay in when I reacted. I was also very poor and didn't have TV. My boyfriend that I was living with at the time called and woke me to say that gas stations were packed because a plane flew into a building in New York. If you can imagine how that sounds to a sleep-addled brain. I hung up with him and went back to sleep. When I woke up, I went about my normal day -- er... evening-- and didn't hear anything else about it until I got to work that night.