i was in the car on the way to the doctor. i was sick.

I was sitting in my Algebra II class my freshman year of high school when I first heard it happened.

I was having my exams. Wasn't able to get to the news until afternoon. Was horrified.

i was sleeping since there was a 3 hour time difference.. but i was in 2nd grade and it didnt really process in my brain at that moment... also my teacher didnt talk about it with us, either because we probably wouldnt have gotten or the fact that we would be scared about it

I was in class, my last year of high school. During lunch i saw the images on the restaurant's tv and then went to school again to make tests. I remember that i didn't get startled at the moment I knew about it.

I was watchin the TV. I was shocked

I was working as an intern in an import company. A secretary came in and told us that. At first, I thought it was some kind of a sick joke. It seemed impossible. Then by looking at her face I understood she was serious, and so did my boss. His wife was American, and she was working around New-York. He left in a hurry. The rest of the day (it was already afternoon for us) seemed quite surreal.

in class, it was relly funny

^How could it have been funny?

I don't really remember, except that I was at school and I think I was in 2nd grade. I think we went outside, but the teachers wouldn't tell us anything and I didn't know until I got home. But even at that time I didn't know what was going on...

in science in 8th grade. we heard about it in class.

I was a little kid getting ready for my grandpa to take me to school. But then my grandpa called me over to the TV and he showed me the news. I was so little then that i didn't quite understand but i still knew it was something bad.

i was sleeping during class

I was about to enter my Grade 4 classroom. Suddenly, the principal announced the event to my school. Some kids left class for no reason, just wandering away. None of the teachers seemed to care, they were too shocked at the news. It was really creepy... There were classes for the rest of the day, but nobody seemed to care. The teachers hardly looked out for the students at all, and there were kids wandering the hallways, without a reason. (I can see why for the younger kids, they just wanted out. But some of the older kids left too. Not saying anything to anyone, just moving around) I stayed in class for the rest of the day, too creeped out at the situation to want to do anything. By the end of the day, everyone seemed fairly normal, as the teachers took responsibility again, and the kids returned to normal, and went back to their classes. The bell finally rung, after what seemed like an eternity. I ran home as soon as I could. It wasn't scary or anything, but it was unnerving.

I was in my second year of university, studying for an Information Technolgy degree. I was in bed asleep shortly after arriving home from uni the night before the attacks. And the biggest news sotry I remember that day was concerning the bankrupcy crisis facing Ansett Airlines.
Early the next day, my father knocks on my bedroom door and walks in saying that four airliners (two from American Airlines and two from United) had been hijacked on the US East Coast, two have crashed into the World Trade Centre, one into the Pentagon and the other in a field outside Pittsburgh, Pennsylavinia. I thought my father was drunk at first and went back to sleep. 10 minutes later, my mother marches into my room saying: "Get out of bed, come see this." So, I get out of bed and headed for the loungeroom to discover on the TV news headlines: "AMERICA UNDER ATTACK." The next thing I see is the Boeing 767 of United Airlines Flight 175 slamming into the South Tower of the WTC and exploding into smithereens. After watching the highlights unfold for a while - including the initial collapse of the entire WTC facility, I was thinking: "Now there's something you don't see every day. Bloody hell."
I remember I bought myself a pocket radio to listen to any fresh news coming regarding the atrocity and how a number of radio stations were collecting calls from listeners who wanted to deliver messages for an online condolence book for the victims.
I admit there were adverse thoughts running thorough everyones' minds during the lectures that day (even the lecturer himself). It just goes to show how the whole planet was in shock on that particular day. It is just terrible to comprehend that a group of people had the rotten nerve and the poor initiative to forcfully take control of a number of airliners (full of innocent passengers and huge, fully laden tanks of fuel) and pull off a stunt as sickening and terrifying as that. Some people just never learn.

"I was in class and my teacher announced it (Of course me being small, i didn't understand much) i got home and my family was talking over and over about it, the next day at school though it sank into my little brain that something bad had happened as some kids were crying about it."

I was in Standard 5 (about 10 years old) and me and my family had travelled all the way from our town to another state where they were holding the finals for the Choral Speaking Competition. I was supposed to watch my school perform the next day, but I couldn't sleep, even at midnight. Saw my dad answering the phone and then he turned on the hotel TV and switched to CNN. And there it was, all over the screen. Only truly understood what was happening, in the morning.

Leaving my college to go back home. I remember sitting on a bus and listening on the radio how a plane had just crashed in one of the towers and how it must have been an accident, then the other tower got hit too. By the time reports from the Pentagon on fire came the radio commentators were already on the verge of screaming. Every bar I saw from the bus' window had a mess of people crowding tvs and talking, and the general tone of disbelief and fear all around was unsettling.

It was quite a surreal bus ride, and it wasn't until I finally got home around 40 minutes after the second plane crashed that I finally saw on tv the images from NY and Washington.

I was sleeping in my bed when my mom wakes me up with the news that the towers were hit.

My response was. . . . quit joking around! At the time I thought that she was making something up to see my
shocked response and get me out of bed. Then she brings over my mini tv and I was in complete disbelief that something like this was actually happening. we later went to my aunts house were we saw the towers fall
down.

The spouse unit was flying home when the planes hit. I was getting up. getting ready to go to the airport so had the TV on. I was really concerned about which planes would be targeted. Luckily, the spouse was just stranded for a few days until they got the planes going again.

I was at home, watching it live on TV. I thought it was a movie

9 years old playing Sonic Adventure 1 and sister told what happened and I said "Those stupid terrorists, I hope the amry catches those guy" then went back Sonic Adventure 1 and didn't find out a week later.