I was on the bus.
I was on a school bus on the way to school.
First clue that something funny was going on was the bus driver getting a bunch of jabber from the dispatcher over radio about how the FAA was grounding all flights in america.
My first thought was "what the heck?"
Then I got to school, saw a plate repeatedly hitting what I later learned was the world trade center (hello, bad grades in geography).
I'm sad to say that I *still* didn't know what was going on.
I'm a little confused about what happened after that...
I eventually found out from one or more of the following: * News the next days about what was going on * Badly received spanish TV signals rambling about "ataque en america"
As I began to take a sip from my glass of water, I counted my blessings. Never take anything in this life for granted, not even something as simple and as pure as the water you drink. You never know when you won't have that luxury ever again.
Gaby (story excerpt)