We heard the news from a memo that was sent out to all the teachers to read to their homeroom students. It was disturbing to say the least. Surely we believed it was some sort of an accident. Or perhaps we were hoping it was an accident.
Shortly after hearing about the news, the television was turned on. It was now clear that the tragedy was a delibrate attack on the World Trade Center. I now knew that things were going to change because of this tragic event.
After that, all I can remember is that we were let out of school early.
It was odd, but the first thing I did after getting home was go to my local park. Once there, I played basketball with some close friends. Looking back now, I believe I was trying to reassure myself that somethings did not change. I did still enjoy the company of my friends.
The entire experience was bewildering. It was rather surreal. People carried themselves differently. It was difficult to not see an American flag in every direction. It seemed as if just about every car driving around had one mounted on the radio antenna or window.
To this day, I feel the most horrific experience I had from 9/11 was seeing the missing people posters. I could not believe how many of them there were. They were posted all over the city. I could only imagine the feelings of those that were trying to find their loved ones.