This is what I posted to lds-grads six years ago:
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From: "Sylvia Cabus" <firstname.lastname@example.org>
To: "LDS-Grads E-list" <email@example.com>
Sent: Wednesday, September 12, 2001 5:00 AM
I was in Casablanca with my boss and the new intern in a meeting with an
organization that takes care of single mothers. The president of the
organization received a phone call on her cell phone from her husband. We
heard her say, "It's not April 1st, stop saying these things. I have three
Americans in front of me." She hung up and told us what her husband saw on
CNN. I started to make phone calls. I couldn't get through to USAID. I
called a friend from another NGO. She told me that she was in a meeting with
the US Consul General and he had to leave. I reached a friend at USAID on
his cell. He told me what happened in DC and NY and the embassy and the
consulate and USAID and Peace Corps were all shutting down. My boss
received a call from the office in Rabat, that the regional director was
trying to contact us from Baltimore. He told the admin manager to close the
office and send everyone home.
On the train back to Rabat we talked quietly amongst ourselves in English.
No one approached us or stared at us though it was clear we were Americans.
The regional director called on my cell phone - she is based in Cairo but
was in Baltimore at HQ - and told us that all international travel by CRS
staff was canceled, to keep a low profile, and to heed US Embassy
instructions. She said it was especially important in our region - Middle
I went home. Mohamed was in Rabat for business so he was waiting for me and
patiently endured my venting. Since I had been too cheap to shell out the
$200 for a satellite dish we watched the Moroccan channels. M translated as
fast as he could. Another American friend came over and we watched the news
in French. She said that their HQ in DC was evacuated and people were
seriously freaked out. We watched the same images over and over, with the
voiceovers changing from Arabic to French and back. We watched the Arabic
channel from London. They were already talking about how suspicion was
automatically going to fall on Arabs/Moslems. I knew that American
sentiment was going to turn ugly against Arabs and Moslems. Ironically I am
far safer in Morocco then anywhere else. There are no celebrations here.
I came in early this morning to check the news on the internet. One of the
housekeepers came in and noticed that I was quietly weeping as I read the
news. Tears started to stream down her face as well. "Don't cry, honey,"
she said in French. "It is difficult for all of us."