I clearly remember it being a Tuesday, it was the fifth graders' day of the week in gifted and, because our classroom was in the admin building, we were among the first students to hear.
I remember being confused, not quite understanding what was going on. I wondered if it all was an accident. Soon after the first plane hit, it was time for use to meet up with everyone at P.E. and I informed my normal teacher of what I had seen.
She didn't believe me. She argued with me, telling me I must be wrong and got the names mixed up. I wasn't wrong. I think she was just in shock. That is the part of the day that I remember most.
Where were you when you first found out?