What I most remember about September 11, 2001 is the day after. I had to teach in my first grade classroom on September 12. I wondered how I was going to explain such horror to my first-graders, especially when I didn’t understand it myself. They just kept asking why: Why would someone want to hurt so many people? Why would they want to hurt themselves? Then a fighter jet from the local Air Force base rumbled overhead as it patrolled the Boston sky and I saw fear on their faces. That’s what I remember most---six year olds looking up at the ceiling, wondering if a plane was going to crash down onto them, too.
--from One Good Egg