It's been five and a half years since the Boston Marathon bombing. When it happened, I was about to be a mother and I was 9 months pregnant. Now my third child will be one year old.
When the bombing happened, I had a picnic in a park not far from the finish line; not long before the mit school police was shot and killed, I passed by the Koch building (husband’s laboratory building), so I said I was a witness; For the people and families deeply hurt by the terrorists, how lucky we other Bostonians are.
This movie evoked a lot of memories. I cried a few times. My memory is getting worse and worse, but many small details are still very clear. I plan to record these details here in case I get old and don’t remember. NS.
In fact, after the bombing, I was very emotional and immediately wrote the article and recorded it. I was quickly pushed to the homepage by the website at that time, but it was probably for publicity. The website changed the title of my article and turned it into something I don’t like. Angle, I deleted the article. After the heat of the incident passed, I posted it again. Here, I will briefly talk about it. That day, the weather was very good, and the route from my home to the marathon finish line was very beautiful, so even if it was about to give birth, my husband and I went to watch the marathon. In fact, I really wanted to go to see near the terminal, but there were too many people, we decided not to follow the mess, and diverted to the nearby park to eat my own sushi. I ate and ate, I thought it was the sound of a motorcycle (sometimes the motorcycle made a loud popping sound). My husband was very alert. I even laughed at him and made him beat him by North Korea. coming. We didn't know what was going on until we found out that the crowd had left the scene in large numbers. After learning about it, my husband led me to sit by the river. We dared not cross the Charles River to go home for fear of a second explosion. Looking back on it later, I was not afraid of coldness at the time, but was really urinating, and there was no other emotions except this. Later, on the day the mit school police was killed, my husband and I did not go to the laboratory building because of something, and we only knew what had happened when we went home and watched TV. Okay, I want to say it briefly, but I have a lot of talk about it. Now we need to record the details. Other things are described in the movie very well. Come in chronological order.
1. The explosion site must be very chaotic, but the surrounding area is actually very calm, because everyone has no idea what happened. Many people are just as confused as we are, even if they know what happened, they don't know the severity. I actually want to go up and see what's going on. Later, I still deeply remember her expression. An Asian runner who should have just finished the line, wearing a silver warm cloth, crying and struggling to run to the river (not struggling because of injury, it should be too tired), she passed by us, I Looking at her face, crying and twisting, I thought to myself, why is she crying, is she too tired? This scene is deeply imprinted in my mind. Every time I see the marathon bombing, I think of this crying face and the figure struggling to run away.
2. Back then, as a poor student, there was no mobile phone traffic and there was no way to check it online. Hang up the phone with my cousin in the same city and ask him to search. Not long after he hung up the phone, he called back again, telling me that something went wrong, and leave as soon as possible. The farther you go, the better. I told him not to tell his family to save everyone from worrying. My cousin said, "Sister, this is a big deal. I guess I can't keep it from you." Later, my husband and I opened data to our mobile phones.
3. On the night of the bombing, several websites such as international student forums were tracked. Some were looking for information about certain foreign students. I remember looking for one of the victims, Lu Lingzi, her roommate. She had been to the marathon but never returned home. I vaguely remember (the accuracy is no longer testable), a post said that the friend who went with Lu Lingzi was found in a hospital. She was seriously injured but in a stable condition. She could not speak, but wrote on the paper: (To the effect) Lu Lingzi should be dysfunctional. Alas, it's really heartbreaking. I still remember that at first, Lu Lingzi’s family did not want to reveal her name. In the previous tracing post, everyone called for not mentioning Lu Lingzi’s name again, because this went against the wishes of her family. Later, Boston University persuaded her. , The names of the three victims were officially announced. By the way, it was mentioned in the movie that one of the three of them was an 8-year-old boy who went to see his mother running a marathon. His life ended in a hurry before it even started. The boy had a younger sister who lost a leg in the bombing. . Terrorists are really hateful. Why don't you let innocent children go? !
4. Fast forward to the day when the terrorists shot and killed the mit school police. By the way, because my husband is a PhD student of mit, my family lives near mit. When I got home, I found a friend came as a guest. This friend's house is actually quite close to my house, and it looks like a 20-minute walk. When I was a guest, news of the shooting of school policemen and car robbing appeared on social networking sites, and the sound of police cars roaring nearby could be heard at home. My friend is a big boy, and we are too frightened to let him go home. He just spent the night in my living room. He knew that the battlefield had moved to Watertown early the next morning before leaving. After the case was over, we learned from the news that the terrorist’s residence was not far away (near the central square).
5. After the incident, when walking on the campus of mit, everyone will take the initiative to express gratitude to every school policeman. Unfortunately, Sean Collier never heard these thanks and praises anymore. After a while, a friend of mine needed a place to live, and another close friend of mine said that his friend desperately needed a roommate and wanted me to help contact him. I asked why I needed a roommate. My best friend paused and said that because of the original roommate, he died in the Boston bombing. It dawned on me that Sean Collier was actually a friend of my good friend, and I might have seen him at their party. Everyone only knows that he was a college policeman who sacrificed heroically. I don't know how many people can think of him as just a big boy. I imagined his roommate, his friend, when they came home, everything was there, but Sean could not be seen. At the end of the month, the roommate would have to pay double the rent alone. Fate is really willing to make fun of others.
6. The day after the school police was shot and killed, Boston was sealed off. It's true that no one goes out, the street is quiet. I originally needed to catch up with articles at home, but at that time, who still had the mind to write articles. I remember I thought, to his score, no matter what! I want to hear for myself the arrest of terrorists. (It didn't take long for the professor to send an email saying that because of this big search, the article didn't need to be handed in) So all day, my husband and I spent the entire day on social media and watching TV, and then we found a better way.
7. This method is to listen to the police channel and get news the fastest. Download the mobile app to listen. At that time, I was sitting on a chair with my stomach upright, watching the phone and listening to the police broadcast channel. Until the evening, I finally heard that the terrorists were captured. On the radio, police officers of all levels celebrated and encouraged each other with joy. I forgot the specific content, just one sentence, everyone repeats it. Is it a good job or congratulations? I really don’t remember, I only remember the excitement at that time.
8. I want to mention a detail that makes me a little bit ashamed. When fbi released photos of the suspect, Reddit had a lively discussion. One of my Facebook friends reposted one of their popular opinions that the suspect in the white hat (the younger brother) is a young man who has disappeared. A few days before the marathon (or a few weeks?) in the street park along the marathon route, there were a lot of tracing revelations posted on trees and benches. So and so and so and so were missing or ran away from home, his The family is looking for him. Coincidentally, XX was particularly like a terrorist with a white hat, and the missing person notice was posted not far from the bombing. I remember that I left a message to my friend to express shock to this inference. Of course, it proved to be an oolong match, and it also caused secondary damage to the family, alas.
9. On the day of Dafeng City, it happened that an aunt I knew went from Philadelphia to New York via Boston. She brought me the things my mother wanted to give me. She was supposed to go to New York and mail it to me. I don’t know. Why, she had to give it in person in Boston. I also asked my husband to go to the airport to find her when the city was closed. I was very angry at the time. Is this auntie making fun? ! Of course we did not go, life is more important. This aunt, there won't be much contact in the future.
10. My husband's mentor at the time was very, very busy at work. But after the bombing, as a surgeon, he put aside all his work and performed a large number of amputations in the hospital every day. These medical staff are also heroes!
11. The explosion occurred on boylston street and the next street newburry street is one of the busiest streets in Boston. Most high-end hotels are opened here. After the explosion, the police sealed off these blocks, and many athletes who came from other places were unable to return to their hotels. At that time, many local residents organized spontaneously and invited these athletes to live in their own homes. If it weren't for I'm really about to give birth, we would also like to participate and contribute a little bit of our own strength.
12. In the end, since the bombing, I have never been to the Boston Marathon again. Once I got to a crowded place, I was a little scared, so I quickly found a retreat route. After having children, I am even more afraid of such things. Every time I see a terrorist attack reported in the news, I can't imagine the poor children and their helpless parents at the scene. So every time I go to a place with a lot of people, my husband and I will specify an escape route in advance. We have said that if something really happens, we will run away with a baby alone. I said to my husband: You hold Don’t wait for me if you run far away. Trust me, I’ll hide it if I can’t run, and I will protect the other children.
That's it, I hope the terrorists will stop quickly and stop ruining the lives and love of so many people for their own boring thoughts!
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