Do you remember what you were doing when you found out?

 

I was in band as a freshman in high school, and we were having a cheesecake fundraiser, and the guy was telling us about all the products. One director came out and told us that a plane hit the WTC. The cheesecake guy's daughter was flying to NYC that morning so he was freaking out.

 

What's your story?

I was an undergrad at the time. I had just gotten done with biochemistry class at 9:15 and walked over to the science building for geology class around 9:30 when another student there told us that a small plane had hit the world trade center. My reaction? "yawn."

 

It wasn't until class was over and I talked to a bunch of freaked out / pissed off / upset people that I realized what had happened.

I was in my spanish class as an 8th Grader in Filer Middle. Then everyone started getting picked up by their parents and the teacher called the office to see what was up, and then turned on the TV and started to cry.

I was in economics class, junior year of high school.

 

the plane hit the tower and my teacher turned it off to take a quiz. He then turned it back on and the towers came down. We all sat there shocked.

In a computer programming class, professor came in about 20 minutes late and told us all what happened, we all just figured he was in traffic and that's why he was late. He still held class though... then classes were cancelled for the remainder of the day. I went outside the campus and could see all the smoke, got on the bus (that stopped running for awhile soon after I got home) and walked home from the stop having debris fly into my face as I walked. :plain

I was at middle school (worst place on Earth) and heard New York was bombed by .....the Chinese. Also, several people told me "The Two Towers" were bombed. I had no f----- idea what was going on until I got home and watched MSNBC.

I was in 1st period Spanish (my school didn't start until 9:20), so some girl was talking about an explosion at the Twin Towers. We got a tv, turned it on, and the rest is history...

At work in Charlotte..word quickly spread around the office that something happened at the WTC, and soon everyone congregated to a conference room that had a tv...most people spent the bulk of the day in there or at their computers following the stuff on the internet...not much work done that day.

It was during homeroom. I was teaching my middle school class. Ironically, that was the year I had an intern. She and I were astonished to see the footage. CNN was the feed our school used after announcements were over each day.

 

After the initial shock was over, I asked if I could leave her with the class and went downstairs to see if I could help in the office. There were already tons of parents waiting to pick up their children. Some were on cellphones talking to their spouses about picking up their other children in elementary and high schools.

 

We can't release any child to anyone who isn't on the emergency contact card, so we got every available student locator from everyone we could and just started logging in each student. It was getting impossible to get enough runners to find all the students, so after about 45 minutes, we just called the names of the students to come to the office. That announcement took almost an hour- that's how many names were called to come to the office.

 

I remember working at one of the front desks. There was another team next to us and three more teams in the front office.

 

I also rememeber two of the counselors who made sure that they got their lunch boxes on their arms right at 11AM and they went up to the media center to have their lunch like everything was ok.

 

My principal was the best- she rallied most everyone to work together. She bought us pizza for lunch, because most of us who worked getting kids to their parents worked through our regular lunches.

 

I kept checking in with my intern. As our classes dwindled, I asked (with my principal's permission of course) if I could give my remaining students to the teacher next door to me so that both of us could help locate kids.

 

We were dismissing kids right up until the time school was over. The attendance bulletin that day reflected that 872 students were dismissed early. This is out of about 1290 students.

 

I remember calling my husband to tell him and he had already gotten a phone call from our daughter. My son called me and I told him I loved him and that he would be safe in school.

Im not sure of the time but i was in 6th grade 1st period english class and i remember i was pulling out my homework out of my bookbag when suddenly the principal came on the announcement thingy and said that the twin towers have bit hit by planes. I was like so what i mean how big can they be? The teacher was already crying and i was like...uhmm ok maybe there kinda big? when she turned on the tv i was frozen and completly shocked.

I took an Algebra test first period, walked out feeling happy that I didn't bomb it, and saw my History teacher on the stool watching TV as I unpacked.

 

I looked and saw Bryant Gumbel trying to stutter his way through a sentence about New York and the Pentagon. I saw the CBS logo on the screen and thought it was a Cable in the Classroom program because I heard mentions of Paris and saw pictures of the two towers burning along with the Pentagon. We were studying the French and Indian War and I thought it was a sick twist on if that war was to happen modern day.

 

I then saw as they handed it over to Dan Rather. I then wished our school had fixed on getting NBC or ABC to have some educational programs. It finally became reality when WFOR broke in to report that the FBI Miami Field Office was on the trail of the hijackers and was breaking in doors in Miramar with search warrants. Then the rental car at Logan Airport in Boston was found.

 

An assistant principal came in, sat down, and made a comment on how this day would live in history.

 

Then the principal had TVs shut off and the day went by slowly. I was dismissed at lunch to go home. It was odd going home, turning on VH1 (was on my TV from the night before....I was watching a Faith Hill special ) and I saw VH1 carrying WCBS in NYC. It was odd seeing people walking over the bridges and abandoning the subways.

I was just waking up and for some reason I was listening to Imus.....and he was interviewing some guy and they all thought he was a crackpot but then they realized it was trouble....I then went to my journalism class and we watched it all day and discussed how we would cover it.

I was in school and the Principal told all of us what had happened.

I was at school in the computer lab. I had seen something about the WTC but wasn't quite sure what was going on. Everyone else didn't seem to know what was going on. I went to my english class and my professor was late, which was weird. Everyone was wondering what was wrong. She finally arrives and her eyes were red because she was crying so much then she told us all about it. She let us go home.

I was in 6th grade, 1st period, pre-algebra...My teacher's husband was with the FBI, so 5 minutes after it happened, he called her, and she told us about it. I was kinda young, so I wasn't all sad and stuff, but I knew it was bad...

If i remember right, t was an insteresting morning. at about 830 AM, i bird slammed into a tree, and hit the ground 20-30 feet below... kinda a wierd sign of things to come. We were then let in to classes early with an announcement saying something along the lines of "this is a sad day in american history, please turn on your TV's to channel 4".. as we did, the 2nd plane was going into the towers.

 

My next class was gym, but everyone was huttled around a TV in an office watching the towers go down. Not half way though the day over 1/2 of the kids were being pulled out of school, rumers started to spread that more places were being hit, the Pentagon, the Empire state, some of which were true. Its not something ill soon forget..

Junior year of high-school in photography class. I was messing around on the computer and found out. I actually broke the news to my class...

I was a junior in Sports Marketing which started at 9:10...at the beginning someone was like some plane had hit the WTC. We all just figured it was nothing and just a bad pilot on a small plane. Then like 15 min later we try to get on the computers and the internet doesn't work. I'm assuming was because so much traffic. Then teacher comes in and tells us what has happened. I'll never forget the trembling in her voice as she told us.

 

So my school went into a lockdown seeing as though we are 30 min from Wasshington and about 5 from a Quantico a huge military base/FBI headquarter. Was a nerve racking day. Many of my friend's parents worked for the Gov/worked in DC. A lot of rumors spread through the hallways of more planes and whatnot. Just a surreal experience.

I was an undergrad. I was up early that morning writing a paper that was due later that day and half-watching the Today show.

 

They cut to a shot of the towers a little bit after the first plane hit and they were talking a witness on the ground who saw it happen...they thought it was a small commuter plane gone astray. I was watching and thinking "Wow, that's pretty scary," when I saw the second plane hit. I was engrossed in the TV for a while...talking to a friend of mine online who lived in Boston at the time.

 

I remember there were tons of rumors about planes that weren't accounted for, and one that may be near Pittsburgh...they evacuated the US Steel Building. I saw the towers fall...don't remember much about that other than being stunned (and annoyed with the guy on Fox News who was running around trying to talk to people as they were running scared for their lives).

 

I called my boyfriend at work sometime after the towers fell...he'd already heard. I called my little sister to see where she was because downtown was evacuated. Called some family in Chicago to make sure everything was cool there. I went down to campus thinking that I still had to turn in my assignment but all classes had been cancelled.

I was in 10th grade Algebra class.

 

A kid had come back from the office and asked the teacher to cut on the TV because something was going down. We turned it on and saw the second plane hit and everything after that.

 

I was in shock but the morons in my class took the opportunity to start playing cards.

I was a senior in high school, and on the 10th I had surgery on a hand I broke in my football game the week before. I woke up on the 11th shortly after the second plane hit the towers, wolfed down some vicodin, and walked out and turned on the TV to check the score of the MNF game the night before (Broncos-Giants, which I probably will never forget) only to see ESPN pre-empted by the day's events. I was confused and unsure if some of the pain medication was having adverse effects, so I called my mom and she told me what was happening.

 

Don't remember too much of what exactly I did during the day other than watching the news at night when my mom and brother got home from work/school.

i was in middle school 6th grade it was around 9:25 that we were dissmissed from homeroom then we went to 5 period since we had block scheduling and i had geography when i walked in my tecaher had the tv on nbc and im like holy s**t

I was a sophomore in high school and I was in 2nd period English class when I first heard about it. My teacher even turned on the tv so we could watch the news.

I was in 6th grade in my first period class, history, when my teacher got a phone call from her husband to turn on the TV. At the time I really didn't know exactly what happened until I got home.

I was in 6th grade, taking the easiest class ever for me, Hebrew. We were doing a test on the letters of the Hebrew alphabet when someone ran and got our teacher and told her to turn on the tv. And then we saw it. We were the first class in the entire school to hear about it. I broke the news to my math teacher the next period as well...

 

 

I have some connections to it as quite a few of my mom's friends were in the Twin Towers that morning. As well as my mom's coworker's wife's friend from her childhood, was the copilot on the United Airlines flight that hit the Twin Towers.