Last year, between 8 and 9 a.m. e.s.t., I was driving to work, listening to music on a CD. I never listen to the news when I'm driving.
I was getting pissed off by the traffic congestion and how slowly the cars were moving and upset I was probably going to be late for work. Finally arrived at work, the first thing one of my co-workers said was, "Did you hear what happened?" A plane - a big one - had crashed into the World Trade Centre in New York. My mind started turning this whole thing over - how could that have happened? Why are planes flying in that area, so close to all those big buildings? How can a plane crash into a building? If they're going to crash, they usually crash on take-off. They usually crash into the ocean or into fields in the country - they don't crash into buildings in large cities. Was there a bomb in the plane - did someone blow it up? Even so, what was it doing in the place at that time? All the radios in the office were turned on and more details started coming in. It all started making sense, in a weird and unthinkable way that I never would have dreamed of in my wildest imaginings. We live not too far (as the plane flies) from the Toronto (Pearson) Airport. Lots of planes fly over day and night. There are still times when I see or hear a plane and it doesn't sound "normal" to me, it sounds noisier than it should, and i have to look up and try to convince myself, it's just a plane, it's just circling for a landing, or it has just taken off. It's OK. September 11. ===== Catherine Toronto ______________________________________________________________________ Post your free ad now! http://personals.yahoo.ca
