How old were you when 9/11 happened?

I remember seeing it in the morning on tv when I went to highschool. In every class I had that day, the teacher asked us if we wanted to do work, or watch the news of the big event. I opted for the ladder not realizing how world changing this was. I was pretty ignorant and just didnt want to do school work. The reality of it all didnt hit me untill a couple weeks later, hearing the last phone conversation a man had with whomever, on the plane... I broke down and cried.

Over 25.

I still remember what I was doing when I found out. I was working out on base in Hawaii when I was told what had happened. When I heard that the Pentagon had been hit, my first thought (and words) were, "That's war..."

The next thing I knew, someone else was shouting out to us, "All active duty report to your commands!"

I ran to work.

It was pretty intense really... We went to general quarters (think "red alert" from Star Trek" and the fleet mobilized. GQ only lasted until the last commercial flight was landed or so, but we stayed on guard (threatcon delta back then) for 3 days. After that we went to modified threatcon (so we could leave the ship and leave base).

Serving in the military was never quite the same after that.

and... I still have a copy of the Navy Times that came out soon after the attacks... I found out, from that article, that one of my friends had been stationed in DC at the Pentagon and was listed among the missing (and later confirmed dead).

I worked for American Express (the credit card company) at the time. For months & months afterward, 9/11 was the most popular excuse for people not paying their bills on time, even when they lived nowhere near NY and didn't know anyone involved.

I was 10 years younger than I am now.

I may have been 6 years old, but I was fully aware about it, just didn't understand the cause of it. I thought my mum was joking about 9/11 and I live in England it happen when I just before school finished and when people where going to school in US. This was the time when I thought the world was flat. But it hit me Home at 7/7 in UK. my brother was One train behind the bomb he got super lucky.

huh. You people are around my age.

I was at work in my home at Wellington, at the age of 48 when I turned on my television set to get a change of pace from work when I saw that horrible catastrophe happen to your American Twin Towers in your City of New York. I was devistated and my heart felt prayers went out to the Americans who unintenlly lost their lives and family members that day. I danced the halleujah chorus when those fucken 'Sand Niggers' got deaded. Alls I wanted to do was go and creamte more fucken 'Sand Niggers'. I am still sorry for that tragic day in your American history.

Diane Hoekstra
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I was 69

I was 9 at the time, at home sick from school that day. I was watching the morning news with my mom when we saw the report. I even remember the next day when my uncle watched us (My siblings and I) for the day and there was a massive line at the local gas station. we had to wait for an hour for gas and his 1978 ford Bronco almost ran out from the wait.

I was 7 years old.

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7 years old. I wasn't quite aware of the gravity of situation, however, my mother's distress was what caused me to be distressed.

I was 25 travelling to Granada/Spain with my son with 5.
Anyway in Europe we are used to terrorism since ever. Unfortunately !!!!!!

I was in class at the time. My high school was 5 blocks away from the tower and I saw the second plane hit.

I was nine. I remember vaguely that I was in a hospital waiting room, bored out of my mind watching the news. My dad was having surgery or something. I was unphased, like, "Hey, cool explosions." I had no idea what was going on, and I don't even think I cared at the time.

I remember the day it happened. My stepfathers cousin died in it

I was 18. I went to a private school without buses so I drove myself everyday once I was 16. School start time...9am. I remember my mother mentioning to me the morning of 9/11 (before my 20 minute commute) that something had happened in New York. When I walked in the door of my high school, something was happening. The whole high school was silent... and scarey. It became clear that something serious had happened.

My school told us to pick a classroom and sit down, and clear the halls.

I watched the first tower burn, and watched the second plane hit, and the collapse of the second tower, then the first. It has stayed with me ever since... and the image follows me.

I was 13.

I woke up and went into the reck room to view my brother, mum and dad watching the Telly with incredible intencity. I thought at first it was a movie, but my mum was actually crying and my dad was close to tears.

When I went to highschool first year grade 8. It was shocking how silent everything was. Every class room had some sort of TV. or the ones that didn't were empty. Those that did were packed full of students. An meeting of teachers and students were brought together in the theater and the princple said we could all go home.

It was horrible. I didn't know how to take it actually. I found out later that my aunt, my mums sisters best friend, my friends sisters childhood friend all died in the towers.

Thats when it really hit home.

I auctully forgot? I was not even aware when it happened. We were in school when the thing went down. elementary school.

I was 18. Worked at some PA soundsystem rental gig. Was just mounting the speakers on the stands when they reported that on TV.

It was 4 days before my 14th birthday. Everyone in my year sat on the floor that afternoon (I'm from the UK) and watched it in the school's history room. I was sat behind one girl and clung onto her shoe the whole time I watched it (It must've made sense to me at the time, but it seems a bit of a bizarre thing to do, on reflection...)

As much as I believe there aren't nearly as many terrorists as the media makes there out to be, I am pretty worried about something happening to me or my mum during our shifts as London Ambassador volunteers....

I was 8 yrs old and living in Cuba at the time, all I remember is all my family calling to say they were ok. My dad was in California then, and the rest of my family in Florida.

I was in 4th grade, 8 years old since my birthday is one of the last days of the year. I had no idea what a terrorist was and my mom wouldn't tell me either. It was chaos trying to get my brothers from school. I remember it so well :{

i was probably in first or second grade when it happened. i really cant remember.

I was 15 at the time. I remember being in school and watching it on tv all day.

I was 11 years old. I think almost everyone remembers what they were doing on that day when they heard the news. I'm from Canada and I remember class was stoped and the intercom came on and the teachers were explaining to us what happened.

I was 10 years old at the time 9/11 took place. Around that time I never really understood the meaning behind that event. All I can say is whoever had to endure that hardship deserves respect. We all have our opinions on 9/11 but we all can agree that those people died in a brutal death.

i was 2

I was in 2nd grade when it happened, age 7. I just remember my mom picking me up early from school because they let us out early. I lived about an hour away from NYC at the time. Then we watched the news on TV at home. I remember seeing footage of the planes crashing into the Twin Towers and not really understanding what was going on.
Once I got older, I fully understood the impact of 9/11 and it still upsets me when I think about it.

2 years almost 3

I was 23. My best friend called me and told me to turn on the tv. I told her I had a guest (now my husband)sleeping in that room and I didn't want to bother him. She started to tell me what was going on and I opted to wake him up. My boss called me and told me not to come in to work that day as I was working as a grassroots organizer at the time. I took my "friend" to school then met up with a co-worker. We put wine in our travel mugs and wandered the streets in a surreal fashion.