Comm 1302 Application Paper
A Day I’ll Never Forget
It was a normal September day. I was 14 years old and had just arrived home on the school bus with my sister from a long day at school and was looking forward to skateboarding and playing with my dog. When I opened my front door I came in to only find my mother with a look of nervousness in her eyes as she stared at the t.v. (1-channel, Haun 4). There was a building on fire and the man on the news was saying the words “terrorist attack” over and over (2-linear transaction, Haun 3). We were living in England at the time so we didn’t have to deal with school being let out early and all of the rest of the chaos that people back home did. All we could do was watch and listen to what people back home were saying. My mother still had not said one word to neither my sister nor I since we walked in the door. She was on the phone with one of our family friends urging her to go pick her kids up from school early (3- transactional communication, Haun 3). At the same time she was doing this she was e-mailing (4-interactional communication, Haun 3) my father who was out of town on business telling him to get a later flight home. When she finally got off of the phone we asked her what happened. As soon as we said those words we were interrupted by a rumbling noise and the reporter himself being startled (5-noise, Haun 4). The noise and what had startled the reporter shocked me also. One of the tall buildings that was on fire had suddenly fallen to the ground. My mind was all of a sudden taking a lot longer than usual to decode (6, Haun 7) simple messages. I was too young to really know what the world trade center was but what I did know was that terrorists had killed a lot of innocent Americans. Finally I could not handle it anymore. I was filled with confusion (7-entropy, Haun 16). My mother needed to start answering some questions.
“Mom what happened?” I asked. She replied by saying that the World Trade Center was an important building for
It was a normal September day. I was 14 years old and had just arrived home on the school bus with my sister from a long day at school and was looking forward to skateboarding and playing with my dog. When I opened my front door I came in to only find my mother with a look of nervousness in her eyes as she stared at the t.v. (1-channel, Haun 4). There was a building on fire and the man on the news was saying the words “terrorist attack” over and over (2-linear transaction, Haun 3). We were living in England at the time so we didn’t have to deal with school being let out early and all of the rest of the chaos that people back home did. All we could do was watch and listen to what people back home were saying. My mother still had not said one word to neither my sister nor I since we walked in the door. She was on the phone with one of our family friends urging her to go pick her kids up from school early (3- transactional communication, Haun 3). At the same time she was doing this she was e-mailing (4-interactional communication, Haun 3) my father who was out of town on business telling him to get a later flight home. When she finally got off of the phone we asked her what happened. As soon as we said those words we were interrupted by a rumbling noise and the reporter himself being startled (5-noise, Haun 4). The noise and what had startled the reporter shocked me also. One of the tall buildings that was on fire had suddenly fallen to the ground. My mind was all of a sudden taking a lot longer than usual to decode (6, Haun 7) simple messages. I was too young to really know what the world trade center was but what I did know was that terrorists had killed a lot of innocent Americans. Finally I could not handle it anymore. I was filled with confusion (7-entropy, Haun 16). My mother needed to start answering some questions.
“Mom what happened?” I asked. She replied by saying that the World Trade Center was an important building for