I remember exactly where I was and what I was doing on that day. I was in my high school physics class. We were taking a test and my teacher wouldn't let us turn on the TV until an announcement was made. Keep in mind, school started at 7:20 central time so this didn't happen until mid-way through 1st period. Once this became a big deal, we were all told to go home because they thought NASA was going to be a target for terrorism (we're down the street from NASA).
It bewilders me now that my students were so young when this happened, and since they were little, they didn't really understand it. My seniors were in 2nd grade and my freshmen hadn't even started kindergarten. In school this week, we had a special period dedicated to 9/11 memorial stuff, and it was interesting to hear some of the students' perspectives. It is just not that personal to them, although they seem to understand the big deal that it is. Of course, this is the big thing that happened with my generation, whereas my parents can think of things like JFK's assassination.
I will talk to my daughter, someday, about this day. Although she may not have a personal connection with it, I pray that she understands it.
All I know is...
We will never forget.
|Taken in St. Paul's Chapel near Ground Zero during our trip to NYC.|