I was in the 6th grade when the World Trade Center and the Pentagon were attacked. I remember that everyone was talking about something and I had no idea what was going on. Then a boy said, “I think some planes crashed into the World Trade Centers.” Then he LAUGHED. He laughed. I smiled at him because I had no clue what the World Trade Centers were. I was ignorant. The principal came on the announcements with anxiety in her voice, “Teachers, please turn off your televisions. Turn off your televisions.” When I got home, my parents and my sister were glued to the TV. That was the first time I was told in detail of what was going on. My sister said proudly, “We got to watch it.” And I all I could say was, “No fair! I’m older and I didn’t get to watch it!” I was ignorant.