I was in 2nd grade on 9/11/01. I can remember my class sitting on the rug with someone was reading to us. My teacher kept getting up to answer the phone, and people kept coming into the room, talking to her. Then she told us, in the easiest way that a second grader could understand, but until I got home and saw it on TV, I didn't really get it. My dad told me that my uncle had been in a tower, and he and 6 other men helped to carry a handicapped woman down. Im so grateful he's here today.
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