posted by
alexist at 03:31am on 12/09/2001
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I have never been so glad in my life that I'm lazy. Today I decided to cut my 1st class and go in late. At 9:00 my mother left a message telling me not to go in. I heard her leaving it and rolled over and went back to sleep, not wondering why she'd said it. At 10:45, after my mobile kept ringing I went and phoned her. She told me the World Trade Center had collapsed. I couldn't believe it. She tried telling me what happened, but I was in a state of shock. I put on the news and heard what happened. It seemed so unreal. The WTC, gone? My first thought was that the skyline was ruined. I couldn't even comprehend the loss of life.
Then I realised my sister was at work. I called my mother and she told me that Jen had been evacuated (she works in Times Square) and was going to her friend Ali's. By now I had discovered that all transit was shut down. Amy phoned and I found out my uncle had been supposed to go to a meeting with the TA this morning but had cancelled it. Amy was crying. She was trying to teach a classroom of 5 year olds, which is hard enough at the best of times.
The trains are running now (limited service) and Jen's coming home. Everything's cancelled here today, although they kept the kids in school (except the schools the police had to evacuate; they were moved to other schools, and school buses won't drop kids at home if their parents aren't there).
This is all just... incomprehensible. I can't even get my head around it all.
This evening was weird. I was sitting in the kitchen, cutting up vegetables, when I heard planes overhead. It took a minute to register but then I realised, the airports were closed. And these were loud planes. It suddenly hit me that these had to be military planes. The only other planes that would come over Long Island would be international flights and there wouldn't be so much noise (it lasted for several minutes). It made it all even more surreal.
Then I realised my sister was at work. I called my mother and she told me that Jen had been evacuated (she works in Times Square) and was going to her friend Ali's. By now I had discovered that all transit was shut down. Amy phoned and I found out my uncle had been supposed to go to a meeting with the TA this morning but had cancelled it. Amy was crying. She was trying to teach a classroom of 5 year olds, which is hard enough at the best of times.
The trains are running now (limited service) and Jen's coming home. Everything's cancelled here today, although they kept the kids in school (except the schools the police had to evacuate; they were moved to other schools, and school buses won't drop kids at home if their parents aren't there).
This is all just... incomprehensible. I can't even get my head around it all.
This evening was weird. I was sitting in the kitchen, cutting up vegetables, when I heard planes overhead. It took a minute to register but then I realised, the airports were closed. And these were loud planes. It suddenly hit me that these had to be military planes. The only other planes that would come over Long Island would be international flights and there wouldn't be so much noise (it lasted for several minutes). It made it all even more surreal.
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