In September 2008, 2011, and now in 2013, I’ve been “interviewed” by each of my boys as part of our school district’s sixth grade curriculum. The assignment: Ask an adult various scripted questions about the events of Sept. 11, 2001.
Where were you when the planes crashed into the Twin Towers? In the hospital, trying to determine if I was experiencing pre-term labor. (I wasn’t. That baby wasn’t born for another three months.)
What did you do when you realized what was happening? I asked permission to unhook myself from the fetal monitor and drove home to be with my children. Nobody knew when all of the bad things would stop happening.
How did the terrorist attacks change your life? I did not feel safe for a very long time.
Even though the assignment hasn’t changed over the years, so much has happened since. Our kids don’t know what it was like for that brief time when the whole world was wishing us well, sending us good thoughts. It’s a generation of kids who don’t remember that day and don’t know a world without war.Although it might make us uncomfortable, we parents appreciate the built-in opportunity to have this conversation.