When you’re 10 years old you don’t really know what it means. I live in France an when it happened, it was around 3PM. I don’t remember this day. I was at school untill 5p.m and when I get home, I guess my mother didn’t want me to watch it. I was young and it as such hottibles pictures. But stills, the next day I wasn’t at school duting the afternoon. And Iremember that day. We were eating in front ot TV and we stayed there atching the news. I couldn’t believe what was going on, my mum was crying. She didn’t know anyone in NWC, but ou don’t need to know someone there to feel pain. I didn’t know what WTC was, so I kept asking qestions. I was so condused. All I knew, it’s that it was bad, horrible, just…the beginning of something. From there, I felt the difference from the 90s and 2000s.
I didn’t know anyone there, but it was as I did.