What were you doing when you found out that the planes hit the twin towers?
I realize that for some people, this thread might be a trigger. But I think it can also be useful. I didn't lose anyone that day, but the events of that day are still so fresh in my mind, 15 years later.
I was in high school then. I remember I was walking through the hallway and a friend passing me shouted, "Hey, did you hear? A plane just flew into the World Trade Center." And I laughed, because for some reason, it didn't click that people had been injured and it was a terrorist attack. I thought it was some just some silly incident and a plane had accidentally knicked the building. It didn't even cross my mind that thousands were dead and it was an intentional attack.
But soon the entire city seemed to fall silent as the news came out and the realization of what this all meant sunk in. In my area on the south side of Chicago, some kids from high school started throwing rocks at people resembling Muslims driving by. They were trying to stop cars and pull "Muslims" out (I'm not even sure the people they were targeting were Muslims, hence the quotation marks there). Another guy from my high school planted himself in the middle of a busy street in a U.S. Army uniform, calling on young men to enlist to go kill whoever was responsible.
Protests went on through the night and a bunch of people banded together and tried to burn down a mosque.
Riot police came out. There was absolute chaos. I filmed all of this, and it was a stunning scene. But I lost the footage. It was remarkable how people's shock quickly turned into rage that they were so eager to direct towards someone, anyone they could find.
I realize that for some people, this thread might be a trigger. But I think it can also be useful. I didn't lose anyone that day, but the events of that day are still so fresh in my mind, 15 years later.
I was in high school then. I remember I was walking through the hallway and a friend passing me shouted, "Hey, did you hear? A plane just flew into the World Trade Center." And I laughed, because for some reason, it didn't click that people had been injured and it was a terrorist attack. I thought it was some just some silly incident and a plane had accidentally knicked the building. It didn't even cross my mind that thousands were dead and it was an intentional attack.
But soon the entire city seemed to fall silent as the news came out and the realization of what this all meant sunk in. In my area on the south side of Chicago, some kids from high school started throwing rocks at people resembling Muslims driving by. They were trying to stop cars and pull "Muslims" out (I'm not even sure the people they were targeting were Muslims, hence the quotation marks there). Another guy from my high school planted himself in the middle of a busy street in a U.S. Army uniform, calling on young men to enlist to go kill whoever was responsible.
Protests went on through the night and a bunch of people banded together and tried to burn down a mosque.
Riot police came out. There was absolute chaos. I filmed all of this, and it was a stunning scene. But I lost the footage. It was remarkable how people's shock quickly turned into rage that they were so eager to direct towards someone, anyone they could find.