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Just an article talking about how memories about where and when certain details happened can change over time. Thought I'd share. |
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I was nine when it happened. Most people tell me they heard about it in school, but my school didn't tell us anything or even mention that anything big was happening. When I got home, my sister was sitting on the couch and told me to look at the news. On the TV was the image of one of the towers with smoke billowing out of it. I didn't really understand what was going on until a day later when things were explained a bit more, but that's really all I remember. |
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I was in fourth grade when it happened, one of my friends told me about as we were waiting outside our classroom waiting for the bell to ring. I didn't really care back then and I still don't. I mean, it's tragic that so many people lost their lives and whatnot but for the most part I'm just like "shit happens." |
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Last edited by GavinGill; 09-07-2011 at 10:27 PM.
I was driving to school and heard about on the radio in second grade. I felt all silly and hyper that day. |
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Our truest life is when we are in dreams awake
I was 11 when it happened. I recall being at home, and there being pictures of the burning tower or towers on the television. I think I recall my father watching it and my mother being in the kitchen. I don't know who explained to me what happened, or how, but I do know that we talked about it at school, and I think it had been explained to me before that. |
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April Ryan is my friend,
Every sorrow she can mend.
When i visit her dark realm,
Does it simply overwhelm.
4th grade, teacher got pulled out and told what happened, came back and told us even though she wasn't supposed to, came home, saw the news coverage, don't remember much more than that. |
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The worst thing that can happen to a good cause is, not to be skillfully attacked, but to be ineptly defended. - Frédéric Bastiat
I try to deny myself any illusions or delusions, and I think that this perhaps entitles me to try and deny the same to others, at least as long as they refuse to keep their fantasies to themselves. - Christopher Hitchens
Formerly known as BLUELINE976
I was in South Korea, I think 8 years old, playing in the playground. Some kids were making fun of me saying the "statue of liberty" got blown up (I was the only American at the school, so I got picked on a bit). I didn't know what they were talking about, but our school called a moment of silence and my mom picked me up early and explained what was going on. I didn't really get it until much later. |
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3rd grade, same as most of the others. The teachers were all out of their classrooms walking around the school, talking, some had radios on but they told them to turn the radios off. We continued with the day "as normal" but some kids were excused early when their parents came in to pick them up. I actually heard about what happened when I got home. |
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Then as now I slept in the day, so I woke up and heard some weird things on the radio, but no mention of what actually happened - just things like "This is so awful... I still can't believe it". I knew it was something horrific and massively tragic, but had no idea what it was. So I switched on the TV. On every channel I saw people running around the streets of NYC covered in white ash or powder and crying. I saw smoke behind them but was still in the dark about what had actually happened. When I saw the image of the burning tower for a long time I couldn't tell what it was... it just looked like an abstract image to me. I think I even literally said out loud "What is it?" |
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