story8676.xml
Title
story8676.xml
Source
born-digital
Media Type
story
Date Entered
2002-11-25
911DA Story: Story
I'm not American, I'm European . I remember clearly what I was doing on 09/11.
first sorry for my English, my native tongue is French.
I was working at my office. The radio is always on, I can't work without it. I had a smoke and was looking at the window.
There was a breaking news. The reporter said an accident happened in New-York. a Plane crashed into a building.
I travel a lot for my work, I visited New-York 5 times. I was anxious. New-York is truly one of the most beautiful achievments of mankind. In some ways capital of the western civilization.
I went back to my computer and tried to surf on cnn.com. I thought we had an internet problem, I wasn't able to access it. I tried foxnews.com, nytimes.com even washingtonpost.com. All of them were unreachable.
I was anxious. Something important was happening on earth.
After long minutes, finally I saw cnn.com on my screen. Just one page. I don't remember the text but I remember the picture: twin towers were burning.
The biggest city of the western civilization was under attack. People like me were running on the street. Men and women like me covered by dust from head to toes were running away from hell.
I called my brother. I told him that New-York was under attack. I thought about Pearl Harbour and told him that World War III had just begun. I know it sounds silly. My brother is my closest friend. We help each other and we like to spend free times together. he turned his radio on. "That's crasy", that's all he said.
Nobody in his office knew about it. My employee was asking here mother to turn her TV on.
I heard that people were falling from the twin towers. I couldn't believe this. When a couple of hours later, I saw it on my TV. I'm 6'1'' guy, I'm a hard worker, I made a company from scratch, I'm not easely impressed . I felt tears on my eyes.
I still remember some faces. I remember especially a firefighter sitting on a rock and crying. Tears were falling on his dusty chest. Thousand of miles away, on mine too.
Two days after, I bought flowers for the Brussels American Embassy: for American kids who had lost a mom or a dad during that tragic event.
first sorry for my English, my native tongue is French.
I was working at my office. The radio is always on, I can't work without it. I had a smoke and was looking at the window.
There was a breaking news. The reporter said an accident happened in New-York. a Plane crashed into a building.
I travel a lot for my work, I visited New-York 5 times. I was anxious. New-York is truly one of the most beautiful achievments of mankind. In some ways capital of the western civilization.
I went back to my computer and tried to surf on cnn.com. I thought we had an internet problem, I wasn't able to access it. I tried foxnews.com, nytimes.com even washingtonpost.com. All of them were unreachable.
I was anxious. Something important was happening on earth.
After long minutes, finally I saw cnn.com on my screen. Just one page. I don't remember the text but I remember the picture: twin towers were burning.
The biggest city of the western civilization was under attack. People like me were running on the street. Men and women like me covered by dust from head to toes were running away from hell.
I called my brother. I told him that New-York was under attack. I thought about Pearl Harbour and told him that World War III had just begun. I know it sounds silly. My brother is my closest friend. We help each other and we like to spend free times together. he turned his radio on. "That's crasy", that's all he said.
Nobody in his office knew about it. My employee was asking here mother to turn her TV on.
I heard that people were falling from the twin towers. I couldn't believe this. When a couple of hours later, I saw it on my TV. I'm 6'1'' guy, I'm a hard worker, I made a company from scratch, I'm not easely impressed . I felt tears on my eyes.
I still remember some faces. I remember especially a firefighter sitting on a rock and crying. Tears were falling on his dusty chest. Thousand of miles away, on mine too.
Two days after, I bought flowers for the Brussels American Embassy: for American kids who had lost a mom or a dad during that tragic event.
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“story8676.xml,” September 11 Digital Archive, accessed January 9, 2025, https://911digitalarchive.org/items/show/5328.