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Maybe memory is conflating it with another moment with this teacher. Yet I distinctly remember her referring to him as “young man”. She didn’t know most of our names yet, though Brian at that age had a penchant for trouble, so he was already a known entity. “Excuse me, young man,” the teacher said. “The plane was crossing the street?” one of the other students asked. “The one we saw! The one we saw crossing Park!” He just said, “Guys, that plane hit the World Trade Center.”

Monsieur Pierre looked like an extra from a Jacques Tati film.Ī few minutes in, Brian, one of the group who had gone to get a sandwich earlier, came in late and didn’t hide it. Marathons seemed like impressive feats done by impressive people. A marathon runner, I had always thought he should be taller, especially as a 15 year old. She was not, though, our teacher from the previous year, Monsieur Pierre. Second period was French with a teacher whose name I honestly can’t remember. We crossed Park once the walk sign lit up. “That plane seems kinda low, right?”, asked a friend of mine. Passengers from Colombia, Uruguay, Israel, Canada, Australia, India, Japan, Lebanon, and, of course the United States were likely in a state of panic, unsure of where they were going or what would happen next. We didn’t know it at the time, but the hijacking of American Airlines Flight 11 was already 30 minutes old. The breakfast place was just two blocks away, but we had to cross Park Avenue to get there. We were allowed to sign out of school so long as we didn’t have a scheduled class at that time - but no one at the desk had our schedule to know any better. I cut first period to get a bacon, egg, and cheese sandwich on a plain bagel.

I’ve changed most of the names of those involved. I was 15 years old and a junior at The Browning School in Manhattan on that day. I’m not sure why, but that made me want to write it all down. I realized the other day that all of my current students were born AFTER September 11, 2001. The vivid moments are still there and I lived them with others so I can confirm them. I know that with each passing year my memory is fading, in parts that I point out below. I have never written down my experiences on 9/11, though I have spoken about them with friends. Never Forgetting 9/11 and My Long Road to Pacifism

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