I was teaching first bell oceanography class at Great Bridge High School in Chesapeake. The AP biology teacher was watching the morning news while kids were busy in a lab and walked through the shared prep room and called me over to whisper what has just happened. I sort of blanked out and wanted to go over and see but I had to get through my lesson, I thought what a horrific and tragic accident (I couldn't understand how a plane could hit the towers though by accident). I sort of glazed over, put on a game face of a teacher and went on with the lessons. The kids could tell something was amiss. A few minutes later, the teacher came back to whisper again that a second plane hit the second tower. I put down my lesson, and tried to tell the students what happened. I hope to never see again in my life the look I saw on their young faces. I told them that I would turn on the television and they were aghast. The rest of the day was surreal. Later the administration thought it best to shut down the CC television as students were certainly most alarmed. Parents started showing up to pick up their students. Frantic calls on busy cell phones were overheard every where. One girl's father worked in the second tower and was totally grief stricken. I don't think that her father died, he was one of the lucky ones.
That was one of the bleakest days in my life.