This morning on the radio they were playing clips from this day 6 years ago. I never heard those clips. I didn’t hear it happening when it happened. I had to wait till after work to really find out anything. I vividly remember everything about that day. Last night on the news they were saying how many elementary schools weren’t going to do anything about this day, but that it would simply be covered in US history classes.
The sixth graders this year were in kindergarten that year.
Only a handful of my kindergartners were even born then. It is history to them. It’s not part of their memory. And at their age, it happened at the same time as everything else in history.
I remember when the Berlin Wall came down. None of my students were alive then. That wall doesn’t mean anything to them. It makes me wonder what in history isn’t significant to me simply because I wasn’t there for it.
I am an educator and PhD. I quilt, belly dance, run, read, and try to grow things. I am a Mormon. I am infertile. I am a daughter, sister, aunt, grand-daughter, friend, wife, and mom.
Brett L. Dennis
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I thought you were in Mexico doing your student teaching when 9 11 happened?
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I feel that same way about D-Day, Pearl Harbor, and WWII in general. I’ve done a lot of reading and research on the events but I know I still don’t grasp the enormity of it simply because I wasn’t a participant.
That was back while I was working nights. That morning my girlfriend came over to my house and woke me up. She said they had canceled classes at TAMU “because something had happened in New York.”
At the time I had Dish Network, and my NBC, CBS, and ABC affiliates all came from NYC. I flipped over to those, and watched live as the second plane hit. When the towers collapsed, the news anchors openly wept on camera. It was quite surreal.