September 11
9/11 feels like it happened last year... not 5.
I feel like my school pushed the meaning of today
on us way too much. It was just one lecture after another.
Economy- my teacher let us watch the news, and I
cried when this boy was talking about how both his parents
had died and he was going to camp with other kids whose parents
had also been a part of the attack. It was just surreal.
Then in Yearbook- my teacher turned on our tv and we
watched the school news shit, and for about 15 minutes,
nothing but clips and people falling from buildings.
I can't handle that image. It's one thing to remember,
but to relive the moment? That sucks. It really does.
I felt sick after that and didn't watch the rest.
I remember that day though, there wasn't a
single plane in the sky. And today I looked out my
window and they're all over the place.
That's a good thing to see. Not the trade center collapsing,
not a woman shaking from disbelief, not a man
wiping away the dust from his face and blinking hysterically
as if he was in some other world, some horror show.
I cant take that, cant accept it either. It's too harsh, but that's reality.
And all I can say is I'm greatful.
I feel like my school pushed the meaning of today
on us way too much. It was just one lecture after another.
Economy- my teacher let us watch the news, and I
cried when this boy was talking about how both his parents
had died and he was going to camp with other kids whose parents
had also been a part of the attack. It was just surreal.
Then in Yearbook- my teacher turned on our tv and we
watched the school news shit, and for about 15 minutes,
nothing but clips and people falling from buildings.
I can't handle that image. It's one thing to remember,
but to relive the moment? That sucks. It really does.
I felt sick after that and didn't watch the rest.
I remember that day though, there wasn't a
single plane in the sky. And today I looked out my
window and they're all over the place.
That's a good thing to see. Not the trade center collapsing,
not a woman shaking from disbelief, not a man
wiping away the dust from his face and blinking hysterically
as if he was in some other world, some horror show.
I cant take that, cant accept it either. It's too harsh, but that's reality.
And all I can say is I'm greatful.