I'll never forget 9/11.
I was in forth grade, and they didn't tell us until the end of the school day. My teacher told us that two planes had hit the World Trade Centers in NYC, and I was really confused. I knew it was bad, but I remember when I got home my mom turned on the news and I can picture one of the towers with smoke billowing out on CNN.
Then the next day driving to school I was kind of in shock over it and my mom said something like 'Can you imagine all those poor boys and girls who don't have a mom or dad anymore?' Ugh, I just felt terrible.
A little while after 9/11 there was this statue made of the firemen lifting the flag on the pile of debris, and it was doing some tour around the US, and it stopped at my school.
I was really surprised at school today, because my school didn't do anything. None of my teachers even mentioned it. The only person that talked about 9/11 was this guy that sits next to me in Non West. We say the pledge everyday over the announcements, and I thought that they'd at least have a moment of silence, but nothing.

There were even a few kids in my class that didn't stand for the pledge. I can understand if they don't want to stand on some other day, but today you have to be feeling at least a twinge of patriotism.
