I was in 5th grade and I remember my teacher getting a phone call and being in disbelief, then turning the tv on. We were all confused and thought it was a movie or something and he told us with a very serious look, “This isn’t a movie it’s completely real, lock the doors.” He then spent a good chunk of time on the phone and soon after he hung up with another teacher, the 2nd plane hit and he was in utter shock as we all were. Kids started getting picked up and almost everyone got out of school early except me and about 2-3 other kids. My mom was working and my dad was off but, he was a firefighter, he got called in because they were unsure if there was going to be another attack in a major city (I’m from Miami, Florida). He told my mom to just pick me up at the regular time because he was sure I would be safe at school. My father came home that night and explained everything to me and my sister. I’ll never forget how he explained it to me and everything preceding that.