September 11

On September 11, 2001, I remember coming in the kitchen to get cereal for breakfast. I had just woken up. The kitchen television was on and my mom was watching it. The breaking news was on. My mom had said something along the lines of "Planes have crashed. The twin towers in New York." It's a little sketchy. I didn't understand what she was saying. After eating breakfast and getting ready for shcool, my mom drove my sister and me to Bryant Elementary where I was attending fifth grade, in Mrs. Parenteau's class. As soon as we got in the classroom, the televisions were going. The whole day we had to watch the news and what was happening. I remember the teacher's trying to explain to us, little kids, on what was going on. All I knew was this was big. After school I remember coming home and my mom and dad talking more about the attacks. "Tourists..." Wait what?? I was confused. Aren't those people exploring sites. "Terrorist." My parents were trying to explain the difference to me, but I wasn't understanding. A couple days had gone by and the news got to my grandparents that my grandma's sister's husband's brother had died in the attack. He was working in the building. Still, this whole terrorist attack was unclear to me and I can only remember the television pictures and videos.