five years ago today
I was in my ninth grade English class when my teacher said someone had attacked the World Trade Center with planes. I thought she meant fighter planes firing missiles at it or something. I didn't know what to think.
It wasn't until I got to lunch that I really realized what was going on, because TVs had been set up in the cafeteria so we could all watch the news coverage. When lunch period ended I seriously considered skipping my next class in order to stay there and keep watching CNN, and skipping class is something I would normally never ever even have thought about doing.
Anyway, my next class was biology, and my biology said something I'll never forget: "We aren't going to have another normal day for a long time." We all thought this might be just the beginning, but even though there hasn't been a major attack on American soil since then, she was right. There hasn't been a normal day since, not really, not according to what we thought was normal before that day.
I had a dentist appointment that evening.
It was a Tuesday.
Funny, the things you remember.