#09112001 September 11th – From My Own Perspective
Originally Written: September 11th, 2010
September 11th, 2001. Thinking back to that day is a lot harder than I thought. After all, I was probably no more than thirteen and to me, at the time, it was just another Tuesday at the start of the school year. I remember it being an exceptionally nice day out, and all seemed normal until around 9am when a classmate was going around saying that the World Trade Center was on fire.
Naturally, I just brushed it off. I hardly knew anything about the World Trade Center, let alone how a fire off in New York affected me. But about fifteen minutes later, I remember everyone being sent back to their homerooms. I don’t remember anything really being said by the teachers, but what I do remember was a few of us talking among ourselves about what could have happened.
Once we heard the news about the Pentagon being hit, I actually remember a few of us joking around as if it was the end of the world. Fancy that. Around 9:30am, most of our parents came to the school to pick us up. As for the rest of the day, well, it was kind of a blur. Again, I was only around thirteen at the time and couldn’t even begin to comprehend what had happened. The week that followed was pretty grim: At the time, the events of September 11th, 2001 were being compared to what took place on December 7th, 1941. One thing that really stuck with us was how we were…deprived of trip to the Statue of Liberty. Again, fancy that.
With that look back in mind, let’s fast forward to the present. For what it’s worth, the 9/11s and its memorials since 2001 haven’t stayed with me all that much. I can’t really say why but after 2002 and 2003, I kind of wanted to block off what had happened. Since the attacks, it feels as if the world turned upside down. Not to say that I lost anyone close to me – and I’m grateful that I didn’t – but at the same time, I see it as a loss for everyone. It wasn’t just that family, friends, responders, soldiers, or Americans were gone, but it’s the fact that people were lost in such on that fateful day the really gets to me.
A couple of years ago, I put up a small rant about people and how we should be taking more advantage of the time we have here. It wasn’t meant to be a lecture or anything, but part of the reason why I put that up was because of the events of 9/11. If anything was to be learned from what had happened, it should be that we shouldn’t take time or each other for granted.
Do you remember how I said that the biggest thing running through our minds were how we didn’t get our trip to the Statue of Liberty? Well I was thirteen then and being aloof at that age is understandable to a degree but now, it’s inexcusable. Instead of being caught up in politics, conspiracy theories, or using hate for personal gain, we should be doing better. If not for ourselves, then we should do it for those who never had the chance to.
I’d rather not call this an anniversary or anything but hopefully years from now, we can look back on what happened from a much more positive point of view. That’s all I have to say.