World Trade Center


In my last blog on a building that has had a impact on my life, I want to talk about my experience with the one that has the largest effect of all buildings in my life. When one thinks of the World Trade Center automatically that person thinks about 9/11 and terror. But in this blog I want to talk about my experience before 9/11, I want to talk about when I saw the building both standing.

I have a very good photographic memorial of many things in my past, one that still is engraved was back on July 2, 2001 when I visited the World Trade Center with my father. Back then, you can go in to the South Tower and take an elevator to the observation deck. I remember that whole experience, from seeing the buildings from the plaza, to seeing the signs in front with the words “Tower 1” and “Tower 2”, I remember the lobby and the even the elevator lobby that had posters of broadway shows. I remember in the observation deck I bought a pressed penny from the machine and still to this day I have that penny. I also remember taking an escalator from the observation deck to the roof of the building. I remember going under the building and walking through the shopping center to the subway station that was conveniently located under the building and taking the train back to our hotel.

When 9/11 happened I was glued to the TV and even through I was in the first grade, I understood what happened. At such a young age I watch as a building that I enjoyed seeing and visiting, fall. A couple years ago I revisited the sight and went into the new memorial that they built. It felt very strange because the last time I was at the World Trade Center and in the actually grounds of it was a couple months before 9/11. It made me feel sad and cold.

Each one of us has their own story about 9/11, this one is mine. I will never forget the day I saw the Twin Towers, both rising and beautiful and proud.

Out of respect I will not mention facts about the buildings, in memory of those who were lost on September 11, 2001.

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  1. I was just at the memorial site this past month and even as an international student I could feel the gravity of 9/11. Seeing all the names Etched into the marble reminded me that these were real people with real families taken away by blind violence.

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