Post by URRZZZ!!! on Jul 30, 2008 16:37:16 GMT -1
I since I'm rather bored thought it would be quite cool for people to look back over their lives and say where they were for the key moments that shaped the world or country, dunno why. Try and make it interesting, by maybe exaggerating if need be but no lying. I look forward to hearing TC's account of Jesus' crucifixion ;D.
The only 2 moments that really spring to mind for me were 9/11 and 7/7, mainly because, much to my shame, I didn't pay much attention to the Tsunami over the Christmas period and only really began to understand the scale of it all at least a week or so later.
With 9/11 I had had a normal say at school but on the school run home my friend's Mum told us about plane crashes. Being only 13 and ignorant I didn't know what the World Trade Centre was, but got home to see my parents watching the T.V. I sat down for a couple of hours watching but by the evening Reading v West Ham in the League Cup when we were still in Div 2 and they were good took over. Is that good or bad? On one hand that's clearly a massive loss of perspective for people to think about football on a night like that, yet if everybody stops doing their usual stuff to think of the acts committed, the terrorists have won, surely? I had no idea at the time how that day would shape the early 21st Century, possibly down to my age but I think the events of that day have become all the more significant with hindsight.
7/7 is considerably more vivid. We were in quite a good mood at the end of year 12, AS levels over and we'd just won the Olympic Bid. That morning I heard rumours go round for 10 minutes or so that there had been an attack on London, and then Radio 1 gave confirmed news. I'll always remember how an normally very noisy and lively common room went deadly silent to listen in detail, it was the only time it ever got that quiet in my 2 years there. Then all the mobiles were down and all the people with commuting parents were crapping themselves, with some girls crying outside. Our history teacher cancelled a lesson because she was so worried about her husband she couldn't concentrate. I took it all fairly coolly although the first thing I did on my return home was to ask after my sister, who was fine. I don't think I know anyone directly affected by that day.
For a happier defining moment, I was in East Berlin in 1989 a week before the wall came down. My Uncle was in an RAF unit out there or something and we were given special access. Unfortunately I was only 1 and don't remember a thing, but that's still pretty cool.
The only 2 moments that really spring to mind for me were 9/11 and 7/7, mainly because, much to my shame, I didn't pay much attention to the Tsunami over the Christmas period and only really began to understand the scale of it all at least a week or so later.
With 9/11 I had had a normal say at school but on the school run home my friend's Mum told us about plane crashes. Being only 13 and ignorant I didn't know what the World Trade Centre was, but got home to see my parents watching the T.V. I sat down for a couple of hours watching but by the evening Reading v West Ham in the League Cup when we were still in Div 2 and they were good took over. Is that good or bad? On one hand that's clearly a massive loss of perspective for people to think about football on a night like that, yet if everybody stops doing their usual stuff to think of the acts committed, the terrorists have won, surely? I had no idea at the time how that day would shape the early 21st Century, possibly down to my age but I think the events of that day have become all the more significant with hindsight.
7/7 is considerably more vivid. We were in quite a good mood at the end of year 12, AS levels over and we'd just won the Olympic Bid. That morning I heard rumours go round for 10 minutes or so that there had been an attack on London, and then Radio 1 gave confirmed news. I'll always remember how an normally very noisy and lively common room went deadly silent to listen in detail, it was the only time it ever got that quiet in my 2 years there. Then all the mobiles were down and all the people with commuting parents were crapping themselves, with some girls crying outside. Our history teacher cancelled a lesson because she was so worried about her husband she couldn't concentrate. I took it all fairly coolly although the first thing I did on my return home was to ask after my sister, who was fine. I don't think I know anyone directly affected by that day.
For a happier defining moment, I was in East Berlin in 1989 a week before the wall came down. My Uncle was in an RAF unit out there or something and we were given special access. Unfortunately I was only 1 and don't remember a thing, but that's still pretty cool.
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