story8132.xml

story8132.xml

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2002-09-25

I was in my third periosd spanish class. The morning had been boring because I had been in band first period and I hadn't done anything( there was a substitue ). The door opened right next to me because i sat in the back. The eighth grade assistant principal walked into the trailer classroom with tears in her eyes. "Students, something terrible has happened," she said. " I understand that some of you may not be from America, but you're here, and if you don't like it, you can just get out!" No one in the class understood where she was going with her comments. " All outdoor classes will be moved into the building. You will be designated classrooms in a few moments." Mr. Shroff, the spanish teacher, took the class into the building and put us in a classroom, some seventh grade room. Mr. Shroff turned on the T.V. to CNN. The screen was filled with the image a large building with smoke coming out of it. Unknowing grunts floated throught the classroom. The anchorperson came on the T.V. " We are shocked that this attack has happened, a Boeing 747 has flown into the first tower of the World Trade Center." Oh my God, What, and more Oh my Gods' rang throughout the classroom. The anchorperson came on again," We have also recieved word that a plane has fown into one of the walls of the Pentagon." Just then some faces went ghost white,some just got lighter. A few girls started crying, because they had mothers or fathers that worked at the pentagon. I first thought my moms job was near it because it was in Arlington, but later i realized that she worked on the other side of town. My father ws fine because nothing had happened in Washington, D.C. I think September 11 was a day of tradgedy, but it turned out later to be a day of togetherness.