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Dec. 12th, 2002 05:42 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
Another teacher goes into space.
That means a lot to me, for reasons that don't really translate well. At least not yet. But I have never forgotten watching that shuttle go up, and explode into sparkling fragments and smoke. How we were sent home early from school, and the horrified sound of my teacher's voice behind me, saying "Oh God." All those years, all those sci-fi novels and all those dreams of the universe beyond our atmosphere.
That means a lot to me, for reasons that don't really translate well. At least not yet. But I have never forgotten watching that shuttle go up, and explode into sparkling fragments and smoke. How we were sent home early from school, and the horrified sound of my teacher's voice behind me, saying "Oh God." All those years, all those sci-fi novels and all those dreams of the universe beyond our atmosphere.
the day when
Date: 2002-12-12 06:04 pm (UTC)2. Wow. That must have been odd. I remember walking home, and seeing a live shot of Cobain on the local news, and my phone ringing off the hook with people calling. I stayed up all night watching Kurt Loder.
3. Man. I was in kindergarten. They sent us all home early, and the afternoon kids didn't have to come to school at all.
4. I didn't have classes on Tuesdays and Thursdays, so I was sleeping late. I woke up because the phone kept ringing, and one of my roommates' mothers was calling over and over. She worked for an airline and was hysterical with fear. I'll never forget watching with the sound turned all the way up, wrapped in my bedspread. Later on I was driving in my car, and all the radio stations were playing the presidential address, and I just could not stop shaking.
Re: the day when
Date: 2002-12-12 06:44 pm (UTC)Re: the day when
Date: 2002-12-12 10:26 pm (UTC)Re: the day when
Date: 2002-12-12 11:46 pm (UTC)