I was in the shower, getting ready for work, listening to Mark and Brian on the radio. (LA market.) I'll never forget listening to Brian incredulously say "Is this a replay?" as he and Mark watched the second plane hit on their studio monitor. I went in to work anyway, to teach my public high school chemistry and physics students, knowing that the best thing to do under the circumstances was to carry on.
During "home room" previously, my students and I had intermittently said the Pledge of Allegiance as a necessary chore. That day was decidedly different. My normally bored and uninterested class all jumped to attention as one and belted out the Pledge like never before, loud and with as much emotion as I'd ever heard anything in my life. I barely held it together until the end, when I suddenly excused myself to the hall and completely broke down in tears. I got it together as quickly as I could, and returned to the classroom with red eyes and wet sleeves. I was not alone in that.
Today, I'm a 63 year-old retired teacher (and former engineer), with tears streaming down my face as I type this.
During "home room" previously, my students and I had intermittently said the Pledge of Allegiance as a necessary chore. That day was decidedly different. My normally bored and uninterested class all jumped to attention as one and belted out the Pledge like never before, loud and with as much emotion as I'd ever heard anything in my life. I barely held it together until the end, when I suddenly excused myself to the hall and completely broke down in tears. I got it together as quickly as I could, and returned to the classroom with red eyes and wet sleeves. I was not alone in that.
Today, I'm a 63 year-old retired teacher (and former engineer), with tears streaming down my face as I type this.
Disappointing theists since 1968!
