I can remember exactly where I was when I heard the news, 10 years ago today. I remember the skies getting quiet when all air traffic stopped. I remember the lines at the gas pump wrapped around the block. I remember being glued to the TV all night long. I remember my stomach aching for the people that were there. And I have watched our world change since.
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Jake will learn about today in a history class years from now. So will some of your kids. I think of older relatives that lived through the Great Depression and can tell us exactly what it was like. In this case, we are all history teachers.
You're right, we are. I've just started to dip my toe into this particular pool with my 4 year old daughter, and it's daunting. One thing that helps me a little is to remember that to them, it's history. It's not a lived experience – like the Vietnam War or World War II was for us. That makes it feel a little safer – for them. For a while, anyway. When you're ready, there are a couple of great children's books about 9/11: Fireboat! The Adventures of the John J. Harvey and 14 Cows for America.
I'll definitely check them out! Thanks!!!