Where Were You When the World Stopped Turning? Remembering 9/11
Growing up I remember aunts and uncles asking one another "Where were you when you JFK was shot?". I was too young to remember that tragic moment in American history. Unfortunately, I was not too young to remember "where I was during 9/11". Ten years ago on 9/11 I was in my classroom filled with 30 beautiful and innocent fourth graders. Sara, an aide in my classroom, brought the news to me (in a hushed tone) that an airplane had struck the North Tower of the World Trade Center in New York. Of course we thought it was an accident. She then went to the office to see if she could learn more about what happened. She came back shortly to say that another plane hit the South Tower. We became aware that it was no accident. Sara then became our eyes and ears to the world keeping us up-to-date on the events. As the morning progressed and the news got worse, word had spread throughout the building and all the teachers learned of...