Even though I am a Canadian, I will never forget where I was when I heard the aweful news.Our class was talking away and not looking very good. I didn’t turn on the radio that morining, I didn’t bother to turn on the T.V. Not even the bus had the radio working on the way to school. One kid raised his hand and asked our teacher if anything new happened. I still didn’t know what was going on. Then it all came together after a while. I got off my bus after school and ran up to my house as fast as a could. I turned on the T.V to our local station and there it was. WTC, coming down. It played again and again, and I still couldn’t believe it. during the next few days, that was all any one could talk about, we didn’t do work, we just talked about it. We had a moment of silence one day, and a lot of people cried. Some people had family in the area at that time and they were so relieved to find out that they were still alive. It still amases me to know that something like this will be in history books, and we will be telling our kids about our lives and how they have changed with 9/11.