History

I remember it like it was yesterday.

I was sitting in my 7th grade Life Science class, at Binford Model Middle school.  We were in the midst of talking about our science fair projects, when the Principal came on over the loud speaker.

I don't recall exactly what she said, but I remember the statement "World Trade Centers" being used multiple times.  I thought it was interesting how, none of us (my fellow students) knew what had happened, nor did we even know what the Trade Centers were. But I will never forget the look on my teacher's face. She was in utter shock.

I remember the confused feeling that we all had.  We didn't understand how something could look and seem so damaging, yet we felt none of the normal emotions that would come with such a tragedy.  We were almost upset as to why we were told to be quiet; we just didn't understand.

When I got home, and scrolled through all the T.V channels, there was almost no station that wasn't talking about the attack, and this lasted for weeks.  And I was so confused.

When I look back on this situation, I love to talk to my mom about it, because our experience was so different.  My mom talks about how afraid, and sad she was that this had happened, and like many other people, she was worried about the future more than anything else.  She remembers the feeling that she got when she was at work and the news was shared.  She instantly broke into tears, because she realized how dramatic this attack was.  She always tells me that she had never felt so inclined to go to church, and she canceled her appointments for the evening so that she could indeed make it to Mass. Same event; completely different reaction.

I find it crazy how people can really deal with situations totally differently.  One person could be so not affected by a tragedy, whereas someone else's world could completely crumble.