story4656.xml
Title
story4656.xml
Source
born-digital
Media Type
story
Date Entered
2002-09-11
911DA Story: Story
Hello,
On September 11 2001 I was preparing to go into work at the American Red Cross. I am a work study student who works part time as an Administration Assistant as well as a full time student, single mother of two children ages 12 and 14. With not knowing exactly what was going on with some apprehension my children left for school. I quicky made plans for the care of the children should I be needed to stay longer then my normal shift, threw some clothes on and went into work as soon as I could get there. My co workers and I spent throat numbing hours answering the telephones, passing out maps to the local blood bankes as we listened to the news reports. Half way though the first day I had to stop listening to the reports,if I had allowed myself to cry I wouldn't be of help to those offering assistance. I instead focused on all the good that I was having the honor of seeing first hand. Personally, I got the blessing of seeing hundreds of people in one day "just show up" to "help" or to offer their services, to do whatever they could. After almost two years of of a horribly painfull divorce, the earthquake in Febuary that damaged my home and not having income for the repairs. I had started to lose faith in people and in humaity. Out of horrible losses there is good that comes from the rubble. Some of my faith in people has been restored because of the outpouring starting on September 11th for this I am very thankful.
On September 11 2001 I was preparing to go into work at the American Red Cross. I am a work study student who works part time as an Administration Assistant as well as a full time student, single mother of two children ages 12 and 14. With not knowing exactly what was going on with some apprehension my children left for school. I quicky made plans for the care of the children should I be needed to stay longer then my normal shift, threw some clothes on and went into work as soon as I could get there. My co workers and I spent throat numbing hours answering the telephones, passing out maps to the local blood bankes as we listened to the news reports. Half way though the first day I had to stop listening to the reports,if I had allowed myself to cry I wouldn't be of help to those offering assistance. I instead focused on all the good that I was having the honor of seeing first hand. Personally, I got the blessing of seeing hundreds of people in one day "just show up" to "help" or to offer their services, to do whatever they could. After almost two years of of a horribly painfull divorce, the earthquake in Febuary that damaged my home and not having income for the repairs. I had started to lose faith in people and in humaity. Out of horrible losses there is good that comes from the rubble. Some of my faith in people has been restored because of the outpouring starting on September 11th for this I am very thankful.
Collection
Citation
“story4656.xml,” September 11 Digital Archive, accessed December 20, 2025, https://911digitalarchive.org/items/show/16935.