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I made a thread about this a while back but now I need specifics.

Who remembers what?
How did you feel?
How did you react?
Where were you when you found out?
Did you have any family members affected?
What happened next?
What's it like to recall the event?

I need tow different people for this... ITs just a two page essay on an important event.

I'll probably use whoevers is the most interesting for the essay.

I remember people saying that some middle easern country attacked us in school.. I knew better I knew this was an act of terrorism.. No country does stuff like that.

I felt attacked. I didn't know anyone who was killed, but I took it personal. In the days after when I found out it was Osama bin laden's group, I felt so much hatred towards him. I wanted to kill him.

I was walkign home form school when a girl came out of her house adn told me. Friend of mine.

I watched the news for the rest of the day.

To recall the event, it seems liek somethign that happened in far off history.. Like it never happened in my life.. Kinda like the cuban missile crisis or something. I know it happened, but it seems like its been forever.
 
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A teacher came up to me and some friends at recess and told us that one of the world trade center towers was hit by a plane. I asked her if it was a terrorist attack. She said they figure so.

then in class they told us another hit. I felt surprisingly indifferent. I thought it must have been kind of crazy. Then they told us the towers fell and I figured a bunch of people must be dead now.

My mom picked me up from school that day for a dentist appointment and I remember the first thing she said was "the worlds going to change after today"

I went home and saw the footage on the news. I remember thinking that it just look like it was out of a movie and thought the one angle was pretty intense. But really I wasn't shocked, scared, or effected. But that's usually how I am when I hear bad news.
 

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On a normal American morning, thousands of citizens were waking up and getting on with their normal routines. Firefighters were in the showers getting ready for their day, pilots were making pre-flight checks, and Passengers were checking in luggage for long trips across the country. Nobody knew that this would be the day where America, as well as the world, would be changed forever, nobody except the terrorists who were about to assault our way of life.
The morning of September 11th was yet another “day that would live in infamy” in the history of the United States of America. At 6:50AM, two men, Mohammed Atta and Abdulaziz Alomari enter Logan International Airport, in Boston. At 8:46 it impacted the North Tower of the World Trade Center in New York City. A second aircraft from New Jersey hit the South tower about 15 minutes later. By noon, the world trade centers had both fallen, and the New York skyline changed forever. The Pentagon in Washington DC was also attacked. A fourth airplane (Flight 93), possibly headed for the White House crashed in a field. Later, it was thought that Flight 93 crashed due to a passenger uprising.

After the attacks, the blame was laid on a terrorist organization, known as The Base. In Arabic, it is more infamous as Al Queda. The leader of this organization’s name has also become infamous in the years after the attack. His name is Osama Bin Laden. Osama is a member of Saudi Arabian nobility, but has long since been exiled from the country. In the years where the Soviet Union was threatening to invade the country of Afghanistan, the United States worked together with Osama, even giving him weapons and training for his men to drive out the communist threat.

The attacks on the World Trade Center changed the world forever. Because of lack of communications between NORAD and the FAA, F15s could not be scrambled from Otis Air Force base’s 105th Fighter Squadron. They would have had more then enough time to intercept the hijacked aircraft. After the attack, the United States entered a “Post 9-11 era”, where homeland security is paramount. Procedures were created from creating armored doors in commercial airline cockpits, to not letting any civilian on a military base without Class 1 clearance. The mistakes have been made, and America has learned from them.

Shortly after the attacks, America declared war on Terrorism. Such a war on an abstract thing has never before been heard of. In 2002, it was found that the Taliban government of Afghanistan was giving aid to Osama and his faction of Islamic terrorists. The United States attacked swiftly, and toppled the regime in record time. As of the current date, democratic elections have been held, and a new peaceful country is being shaped.

On the morning of the attack, Katreena Smith, the wife of a Navy nuclear electronics technician, was on vacation in Ohio. She was relaxing with a morning cup of coffee to the show Good Morning America, like thousands of other Americans that day. The news suddenly cut into the broadcast, claiming that an aircraft had malfunctioned and crashed into the North Tower of the World Trade Center. She informed her husband, Chris (who continued to doze), and went back to the television. 15 minutes later the news channel had gone live, and Kat watched stunned as the second aircraft struck the South Tower. When she told Chris of the event, he jumped out of bed exclaiming “God damn terrorists…”

Being Active Duty in the Navy, Chris made some phone calls and was ordered to be back on base within 24 hours. Katreena being with him made this almost impossible, since after it was found to be a terrorist attack, all non-military personnel were excluded from being on military bases. Hours later, Chris was brought to his drop-off spot, and an escort brought Kat out of the base. This would conclude “one of the worst days of my [Katreena’s] life”. Angry, destroyed, and scared, Kat went on with life as just one of the many brave military spouses whose lives would never be the same. Chris served on the USS Theodore Roosevelt, the first ship to go over and fight to protect the American way of life. When asked what it feels like to recall the event, Kat explains that it is “heart-wrenching”, and like it happened yesterday. However, Katreena was not the only person who was affected in that way.

WIll be revised and changed a couple times before passing it in. Plus I have another page to go.
 

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i hail from the island, i live about 20 minutes from the city. im not going to say any person was hit harder than another (obviously if they lost someone) but i think the new yorkers and new jerseyr's (?) were really the most effected. as for an interview, i can tell you my experience.

Well it was early sept obviously, so the weather that day was near perfect. i went to school wearing a jacket and shorts, the skys were clear as can be. the day was just perfect. well anyway i was in 7th grade at the time in middle school and i was 12. basically what happened was during recess, the gym teachers didnt let us go outside to play so i asked why and she said there was something wrong at the WTC and they didnt want anyone leaving the building. so i asked what, she said a terrorist attack (i didnt understand, i though she meant like in a tom clancy book or something). then she explained that planes hit the buildings. i still didnt understand what fully happened. throughout the day we found out alot more of what happened. then 8th period they made an announcement and cleared up everything. a girl in my class her dad was in the WTC and was killed. when i came home my friend who lived around the block came with me cause my mom was going to the city to pick up my dad cause the traffic was blocked off. the only person who was home was my older brother who was a senior in HS and he was just sitting there and told me not to worry about my dad. i just remember playing starcraft and then later that night my dad came home. well thats my story. now my dad didnt just work in the city. he worked literally ACROSS the street from the WTC, so when i found out that it was destroyed i had no idea if my dad was alive or not, neither did my mom. no time in my life have i ever felt or worried if my dad was alive or not. well anyway, he got home and he was off from work for liike 3-4 months because his building was nearly destroyed. when he did get back, they let the workers back too early so now hes insured by some 9-11 fund because he could suffer from asbestos problems when hes older. he said he had nightmares and problems sleeping which freaked me out.

How did you feel?
Well i pretty much explained how i did before. i was just worried about my dad because i thought he might have been there or something. my dad FORTUNATELY turned a job down a week before 9-11 where he would have been working IN the WTC. ive always felt paranoid ever since that day because i never realized that when i said bye to him as he left that morning that i may have never seen him again...

How did you react?
just stressed out, worried, everyone at school was paying their respects to this girl's father who was killed.

Where were you when you found out?

i was in school in 7th grade i was 12 and it was during recess.

Did you have any family members affected?
yeah my dad as i explained before

What happened next?
i think everyone's moved on by now

What's it like to recall the event?
kind of scary in a sense. theres events i guess that everyone witness in their lifetime.. my grandpa for instance witnessed pearl harbor, my dad the vietnam war, and my (for now) 9/11. so its just something ill never forget and that im told by my dad never to forget.
 

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I was at work and the tv in the waiting room was on. I couldn't believe what I saw when the first plane hit. Immediately I thought of the rescue efforts to get the people off the floors above the fire. I thought of the fact that over 50,000 people worked in that building, and I said a small prayer for the members of NYFD Rescue 2, whom I had met a few years ago at a firefighting conference at the National Fire Academy in Emmitsburg Maryland (incidentally, I was at the Fire Academy attending classes when the first WTC bombing happened -- what a wierd coincidence). I really didn't know them (other then they can drink like fishes -- and they knew more about technical rescue then any human beings alive) but I can remember listenting to thier stories over a pitcher of beer... So when I heard the news, I knew they would catch the call, so I prayed to St. Florian (I am not very Catholic, but every firefighter finds God once in a while) for them to be safe.

When the second plane hit, I was angry... All I could think of was the fact that this HAD to be terrorists and that there could in no way be such a bizzare coincidence taht two planes have technical difficulties and crash into towers only a couple hundred feet apart.

And then when the first tower collapsed, I litterally almost puked. All I could think of was that picture from the first WTC bombing where the fire, police, and ambulace apparatus were 12 deep in the street at the base of the towers. I knew that the same picture could be taken that day, and now they were under tons of concrete and steel. I felt hollow knowing that there was very little chance that anyone would get out alive. I prayed harder then I have ever prayed that there would be void spaces in the rubble and that there would be people to rescue..

At this time in my life I also trained and handled a Search and Rescue K-9 for the Amereican Rescue Dog Association. The New York chapter had 2 dogs that went to ground zero and antother chapter in Maryland went to the pentagon with thier dogs -- these were FEMA certified teams that were there to the bitter end. Our chapter in Wisconsin was put on alert to cover for the Maryland teams if they caught a search other then the WTC. There were military aircraft standig by to take us over there if need be at Fort McCoy.. they never called us, but we were ready to go.

Other then that, it was one of the worst weekends that we had in terms of ambulance activity. This whole thing co-incided with our "Harley Davidson Fall Ride" where our sleepy town of 4000 folks is innundated with over 40,000 bikers from all over the USA. Kind of a mini-sturgis type rally. We have over 40 calls for Biker related injuries and 5 fatalities. Thanks to the FAA flight ban, the Air ambulance from the trauma center was grounded for most of the weekend, and when they did fly (after getting special FAA authorization), they were intercepted and escrted by A-10's from Fort McCoy.

That whole weekend I was numb, from the horror of what I saw on TV, to the overwhelming reality of my job, to the wondering if I was going to go to Maryland.

I could write more, but there isn't enough time in the day to say here what I felt...
 

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the same year they hired security guards to work at our school, and one of them was previously a medic. his partner had died, now he works at the high school that i go to, so i still see him everyday, but he wears a black strap around his badge with his partner's number on it. very sad to see that happen to him, he said some of the stories he saw at ground zero were just unbelievable. what also hit me was, my dad said when the first plane hit, he left his building and walked uptown and while he was walking people were throwing rocks at middle eastern people calling them terrorists..
 

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I have not looked until today to see if there were any NYFD rescue 2 personnel killed in the WTC... I just couldn't face it. When I looked, there are several, and it makes me mad that I can't remember the faces of the guys I met that night at the Fire Academy..

Now the pain of that day has come back to me, even though I live over a 1000 miles from New York, it is as if there is a hollow and empty spot in my soul over the whole thing.

When bubba goes over seas to kill terrorists, I think I am going to send along a bullet for his M-16 to "deposit" in the skull of Osama Bin Laden for me...
 

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i remember that same afternoon it was the most beatiful day and i was taking my dog for a walk(this was after the attacks.) and i saw some planes and i was like wtf and didnt think anything of it but i new there werent supposed to be any planes in the air. when i was about 1 and a half football fields away i heard these huge bangs i was like oh **** there bombing us. we finnall y found out it was our jets breaking the sound bearier and ive never heard that before. i was so pissed after it happend and i just wanted to kill some sand nikkas.
 

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Yeah I saw on TV the day after the attack there were some people who wrote "Kill the muslims" on a sheet and draped it over a car or a truck...

MY last name is Rouabhia. Not sure if you've sen any pics of me (member mugshots), but I've got tan skin.. Not exactly middle easternish but not exactly caucasian.

My dad's from Algeria, a terrorist ridden country on the southern mediterranean sea, north Africa. I lost two uncles before I was even born to terrorists. One was shot in the head by a sniper when he was leaving his barracks, and another hit a landmine when he was driving his car.

People ask where I'm from, or what i am when they ask about my last name. I used to say I'm half Algerian, but now, I tell them that I'm an American.

If someone has an accent, so what, if they are a citizen of this country, as far as I'm concerned they are American. I dont care if they are muslim, jewish or whatever. Americans are American, and its not fair to call someone african american. Either they're african, or American. I was born in Quincy, Massachusetts, and while I'll be damned if I die in this city, I'm most certainly an American, and there have been some people who have called me a towelhead out of their own ignorance (I dont even think algerians wear turbans).

This report showed me how much this event has changed the world. How peaceful life really used to be, and how it transformed the media and the people in this country.


EDIT: The day afterwards, i was outside for PE, and I looked up to the sound of approaching aircrafts.. A Pair of F15's from Otis AFB. Heading to New York. Part of the 105th Fighter Squadron... I saw another pair when I was cleaning up Officers quarters (or their lawns adn sidewalks and stuff) at Otis for a service project. Those things are pretty cool
 

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I remember being late for school, because we had stayed up all night working on one of my vehicles. I'm hurrying out the front door of my house and as I opened the door I looked at the TV screen and saw a building on fire on the TV. Told my mom looked like a plane hit it and then I was gone to school. They did the whole announcement shebang about what had been going on. Called my aunt in Canada to find out if my Uncle who was scheduled to be at the Pentagon that wekk, had been involved. He fortunately hadn't made it to DC yet. School was cancelled for the rest and I spent the afternoon working on my car and listening to the TV in the garage.

I was angry about the situation but I wasn't scared. I figured that this was just a mere shock factor and to get our attention. I just went about everyday life.

All I remember.
 

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i remember it really well.
my uncle died during it.
i remember that people were being pulled out of school.
my teacher was crying.
my aunt was verry lucky because she was running late and by the time she got there it was all over.
from my school i could see into the city and i could have sworn i saw something that look like a dot hit the building and my teacher said there goes the 2nd tower.

sorry it is all in pieces but that is all i can remember.
i was in 5th hrade i think.
 
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