I miss teaching.
Especially on days like today.
But, if I was… this what I would say:
You don’t remember. That’s okay. You were a baby. Maybe you were not even born yet. It doesn’t matter.
I’m not going to tell you stories about the day. You’ll get those from someone else, and from TV, the radio and the newspapers. You don’t listen to the radio, do you? You should. And you should read newspapers too.
I just want you to walk a little softer today. Can you do that? And talk a little more. Especially to people you don’t normally talk to. Today isn’t a normal day after all.
And look both ways. People will come at you from the left and the right. Offer them a smile. It helps sometimes and if it doesn’t help… you will be smiling and that’s a good thing. We need more smiling today.
Less shouting please. No shouting actually. Open a few more doors. Don’t honk your horn either. Yield. Slow down for that yellow light today. Listen to some music.
Give out some hugs. Remember, you may even get one back when you do. That’s a pretty good deal.
Tell the people you love that you love them. Some words are more than just words. Love is one of those words.
I know you don’t remember that day 16 years ago. But you can remember that some people will never forget.
Today is September 11th for you and I and everyone else. But for some people yesterday was September 11 and tomorrow will be September 11th all over again. Every day is 9/11 for some people.
Thanks for listening.
The rest of class is yours.