Throughout our lives we face many historical events that affects us worldwide. When these events happen we usually remember where we were, what we were doing, who we were with and most of the details. My mom has been through many more events that are flashbulb memories then I have. Her most memorable and well remembered was 9/11. My mom started with the earliest memory of that day. She said "Early that morning I dropped you off at daycare and came home. As getting ready for work, I heard something on the Today Program about a fire in the twin towers in New York. The cause was not determined but the reports were saying possibly called a plane. As I brushed my teeth, I witnessed the second plane hitting the second tower. My heart dropped" My
"A plane just crashed right into one of the Twin Towers!" Someone yelled. People were screaming because they were on fire. Others were fleeing for their life, but all I could do was stare in awe at the smoking hole in one of the biggest towers in New York. September 11, 2001, one of the most devastating days for me, and for all of America.
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9/11 was an important date in history because many believe that it brought Americans together. It created a bigger sense of pride in our country while coming together in terms of mourning to those who lost their lives in the Pentagon, Twin Towers, or in the flight. I asked her what she remembered most about that important date and she spoke about how she was in class at that time. She remembered sitting in class and it was 9 AM and her teacher turning on the television. All she spoke of was remembering watching what was happening on the TV, remembering a few kids crying and her parents speaking about the situation a lot. She told me that at the time she didn’t really know how to feel she just thought it was crazy and that she felt confused and scared. They also told me that she was lucky enough to not have anyone she knew effected in the 9/11
I have tried my utmost best in all my courses; both high school and college courses. I made it my responsibility to take challenging classes that are taught by rigorous and strict teachers that will give me an understanding of the real world and college; there will be no exceptions. However, my academic record does not describe my character as a student adequately. For History 102, I was on track to receive an A for the class after the final, but my older brother sadly died, and I could not complete the course. I am going to retake the
Tuesday morning of September 11, 2001 was a day that no one will forget. I decided to write it out what happened to my family that very day in my mom’s perspective to make it easier to understand. My mom was in Pleasant Hill, CA and decided to skip that day of work because my older sister was sick. Madeleine, my eldest sister, was two at the time. Early in the morning a family friend of ours, Janet, called my mom asking if she saw what was happening. Janet said,” Jeanne the twin towers are on the ground, turn on the news!” My mom was so tired from staying up all night because of Madeleine that when she heard what happened she didn’t belive it. She quickly turned on the news and it replayed the airplanes hiting the twin towers and falling.
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The catastrophic day of 9/11 will always be remembered as a day of loss, and a day that made America stronger. I interviewed my mother, Iryna Getman on this horrific day. My mother immigrated here in July of 2001 from Berdyansk, Ukraine. Here is her story.
9/11 is one of the first memories many of us have. The panic. The terror. How the country recoiled and reformed in response to the terrorist attack that was unwarrented. Everything has changed since that day. Things such as airport security, government, and anti-Islamic violence.
September 11, 2001 is the day four planes were hijacked and three crashed into important buildings, while the last crashed into a field. And today all the grief, devastation, great sacrifice, and total annihilation will be remembered throughout time as 9/11. To tell you everything would take forever, so instead I will tell you how my mother saw it. It was on a day we all know as 9/11, there was a house on Quimby Way in Sacramento, California. And in this house, my mother was going throughout her day as usual, which most likely involved laundry, dishes, and watching two children by the name of Alanna and Christopher, when she saw the news. “Is this really happening? This can’t be true! Was it an accident? Oh my god, both towers! What would ever make someone do that? This is terrible, why is it even happening in the first place? Why? Why?
September 11, 2001 will be remembered as one of the most horrible and unbelievable days ever experienced in the United States. It was a great Tuesday morning in New York and people were doing their normal routines. There were two World Trade Centers in New York that people worked in. They were all doing their regular jobs as every day but their ordinary day became something they had never expected. Out of nowhere in the sky came a jet and it headed directly for the North Tower.
It was just a normal Tuesday morning on September 11, 2001 and my brother and I could have never guessed what would happen that day that would change the world forever. The city of New York was just waking up and the men and women were making their way to their various jobs. South tower, my brother, and I held most of those people in our strong, glorious, and tall structures. They started to settle in and we stood there proud and glorious for all to see in New York City.
When I woke up everything was blurry and I could barely breath, then I started hearing noises like people talking the movement of materials and debris there were people crying and people laughing and I was happy to be alive then some firemen came over and lifted up the debris and materials of me and my son was alive, which made me happy. My son and I were rushed to the hospital where we were checked out but we only had a few minor burns, but I had a huge scrape on my arm. April 19 1995, was a very devastating day for me and my family, but at least I'm safe and so was my child. The news showed the devastation and what had happened today. FBI said they were doing to try their best to go and investigate and find out what or who caused the explosion, they suspect that is was the Islamic terrorists or some other big criminal that would do
My mom was 25 years old, living in New York, studying at Columbia University. Columbia University is 6 miles from ground zero. She was wearing a swimsuit and on her way to teach a class in the pool at 8:00 am. A few kids in her class talked about a small plane flying into the south tower. That class went for the full hour. After that she walked to her on-campus apartment. Several of her roommates were watching tv. It seemed like a minute then the north tower was hit. Everyone
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It was 1941 and she was 38 years old. Great Grandma and Grandpa were listening to their new radio when the news of the Pearl Harbor bombing came on. She said that the Japanese were over in the states trying to make peace when they heard the news. She remembers just being scared to death. She was worried that grandpa would have to go. They were living in the two-story farmhouse outside