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September 11, 2001 This work has been published in the Teen Ink monthly print magazine.

I was nine
Nine and a half and still a little kid
and my fourth-grade teacher started crying on
the second week of school
in front of the class and all she would say was
there was a problem in Manhattan but her daughter
was okay.
School ended early and we children
clustered in the schoolyard, gleaning
what information we could and trading big words we
heard from the grown-ups but
had never before needed to know.
The grown-ups weren’t talking to us,
just reaching toward each other
like scared little kids and asking “Are all of yours okay?”
and saying “Yes, thanks be
to God,
and yours?”
telling us “Just shush, shush, stay right here
by me.”
The older kids looked shaken and
spoke in pretentious tones undercut
by wavers and tremors and adolescent
cracks in their voices, saying
something about a bomb.

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AliciaH This work has been published in the Teen Ink monthly print magazine. said...
Sept. 20, 2010 at 7:38 pm:
Thanks, everyone. I'm glad the poem connected with you guys.
 
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Misamandajones said...
Sept. 19, 2010 at 10:16 pm:
I was living in Virginia at the time, like, 15 minutes away, and it was exactly the same for us, just replace the towers with the Pentagon. I wish I remembered more than I do
 
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rocksrock said...
Sept. 12, 2010 at 12:28 am:
My dad thought he was watching a movie on TV...but it took him a while to realize that it wasn't; it was real. I can't imagine how it was like for you, since you were close to all of it. Good job with this. It's powerful.
 
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PumaPawww said...
Sept. 11, 2010 at 11:45 pm:

This is exactly what it was like for me! My parents turned on the tv and i just didn't understand it. I could only think of how my birthday was tomorrow. 

Thank you saying what I can never describe :)

 
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gkswodls said...
Sept. 11, 2010 at 3:43 pm:
oh my god. it was the same for me, i didn't really understand what was happening but everyone around me was all scared. anyways this is an awesome poem. i love it
 
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Thesilentraven This work has been published in the Teen Ink monthly print magazine. said...
Sept. 11, 2010 at 3:26 pm:
This is an extraordinary poem. A deep and profound meaning is interlaced with expertise between these childlike words. It was such a sad happening, and you captured the sadness in a unique way. I applaud you for that.
 
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Emmy13329 said...
Sept. 11, 2010 at 1:07 pm:
I 2 remember everything that happened which is kinda weird since i was only 5 i think but it's marked me ever sice i remmeber every single detail ,i remember crying being scared,good job i love this:)
 
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