On To School....

So I was homeschooled in my early years. For kindergarten, a bunch of people who homeschooled their kids got together and formed a school. After that year though, they stopped it and everyone went back to just schooling their kids at home. I was homeschooled for grades 1-3. In 4th grade, I began attending the local private, Christian school. They had decided to start an elementary school (the high school already existed). My mom started teaching 1st grade there and I started there in the 4th grade the same year. I attended this school until I graduated in 2009. One thing I remember very clearly from my time there is when I was in 5th grade.....

It was September 11, 2001. School had started not too much earlier. The school secretary came in and pulled our teacher our of the room. She came back and told a student or two that their parents were coming to pick them up. A little while later, we got word that a couple more students were going to be going home as well. Our teacher wouldn't tell us what was going on. The morning went on and we all finally convinced our teacher to tell us what was going on. She said something to the effect of, "Our country was attacked. Terrorists came and crashed airplanes into two skyscrapers in New York City." We were shocked, but didn't really realize the full effect of this. At the end of the school day, our headmaster had turned on a TV on the stage. The news repeatedly showed the airliners crashing into the buildings, from multiple angles and multiple times. That night, every news station covered this tragedy all night. We had just experienced an attack on this country, and a piece of history was made. Something that we can tell our grandkids about. When our kids and grandkids come home from school and ask us about 9/11 we can tell them that we were alive and were old enough to know what was going on and tell them about it. That, was a very interesting time in my life.