When the world stopped turning

Where were you when the world stopped turning on that September day.

I was 7 years old and had just started 2nd grade in Mrs O'Connors class.
I remember the morning and then going to school and everyone went outside to the flag pole and there were police officers there.
I did not quite understand what was going on.
What had happened.
And how my world would drastically change.

But that day it all did.

It wasnt until the past like 10 years or so did I fully understand the extent of all that happened that day.

I mean I knew the facts but not until you actually see the footage does it really hit home.

Well about 5 years ago I was a teacher cadet or I guess you could call it a teachers assistant in a 1st/2nd grade.
And this little girl named Hannah for some odd reason was reading about 9/11.
And asked me to explain it to her.

I have absolutely no idea what I said but I hope that I did no scare her and that it helped her to understand.
It just blew my mind that babies such as this child were born after that day.
That we went on living.
That they were not alive in a world where we did not fear terrorism.

So I ask you dear reader.
All 20 or so of you.
Be kind.
Be understanding.
And be strong.

And hopefully we can see a brighter tomorrow,