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It was April 16 2007，a cold and windy morning for Blacksburg. I have class
to teach at 9:05 AM. It is “CS4414-Issues in scientific computing”, a
class for senior student in CS and Math students. Whenever my advisor went
to conference, I would take over the lecture. I went to my office in
Torgerson Hall at 8:50, checked email, left my cell phone charging, (last
Friday there was the bomb threat that made us evacuated immediately, that
time I remembered to take my cell phone and laptop, but forgot the charger)
and left laptop in the office and went to Norris Hall to teach. One of my
colleagues asked earlier where is my classroom. I told him Norris 204 or 205
(the first classroom on the left hand side at the second floor), I’m not
sure. So the first thing I went to the second floor, Norris hall, is to
check my room number. It is indeed 205, 204 is across the hall, I took a
quick look at the classroom, about 20 students were sitting there, an old
professor with white hair was taking his teaching material out of his
briefcase.
At 9:00 am, I went into the classroom, everything was as usual, the window
opened a little bit, we can feel the breeze. I started the “Numerical
solution of ODE” lecture. I covered analytical solution, discussion on
existence and uniqueness, there was about 15 minutes left till the end of
the lecture, it was about 9:40. Several loud “Band, Bang, Bang”came from
outside of the classroom. They were really loud. I was not sure where it
came from, but it seemed very close to us. We all thought it was some kind
of construction. Then it stopped for 5-10 sec. I was about to start another
topic on stability analysis. Then the sound came again. Teresa, the female
student sitting close to the door stood up and went to check. I followed her
, with the lecture note still in my hand. We were standing at the door,
sticking our heads out and checking what happened. The sound came from room
208, the room across the hall, to the left of our classroom. The door is
closed. I gazed at that door for 2 seconds. Then the door opened, a guy
walked out, I only saw him 1 sec, but the most shocking thing is that he’s
holding a black handgun. He wears black, his face is square (roundish). Both
I and Teresa came back in immediately, the gun shot right besides our ear.
My ear is hurting by the loud sound. The first thing we came back in the
classroom is telling everyone down, an Indian student said, let’s block the
door with table, so he can’t get in. 4 guys in my class moved the big
table next to the podium and blocked the door. (There’s no window and no
lock on the door. When there’s lecture going on, usually we left the
classroom door wide open.) While we were doing this, the gun shot keeps
firing outside of the classroom. I and another girl were behind the podium.
The other 2 girls were at the back of the classroom. 4 guys are lying on the
ground in front, pushing against the desk legs. After about 1 minute
shooting in the hallway, the gunman approaches our classroom. He was trying
to open the door, but those students push really hard, then he began to
shoot the door. The bullets came through the door, woodchips and metal
pieces are everywhere. One bullet even hit the podium. Two of my students at
the back underneath the desk were calling 911 with their cell phones, and
talking to the police, they told the police there were 11 people in
classroom 205, the gunman is still outside shooting. After the gunman tried
several times, he gave up and began to shot somewhere else. The gun shot
keeps going, “Bang, Bang, Bang”, all I can do is knee down there and pray
to God “Please stop him, please stop the gun fire, please…” Then we heard
the police car siren from outside. One student asked that if we should jump
out of the window. It’s only the second floor. But we all thought that we
should stay here, until things are clear outside.
The gun shot sounds further and further. But still not stop. Before we went
out to check, we already heard about 20, after we came in, we heard about 30
-40, or even more than that. It was terrible. We waited and waited….We
heard several unclear shout from outside “show me your hand, show me your
hand” etc…but we are not sure if that were police or not. Until finally
there was the knock at the door. Those guys made sure they were police, and
we opened the door. The police had a gun in his hand, asking us all hands up
, and go to the back of the classroom. He asked if anybody got injured. We
told him no, then he asked us to sit down, keep calm. Then he was about to
leave. One student asked him to close the door, since we thought they might
still be searching the gunman. He said we were safe, and called another
police officer to come at the door, 1 minute later, the police officer told
us to stand in a line and run after him, leave our personal stuff behind. I
was standing close to the podium, so I quickly grabbed my key and coat,
running with the police. I saw the clip on the floor right outside of our
classroom. We try not to step on the blood and run quick. I didn’t even
look at the other classroom, but Lisa running right behind me started to cry
, I turned around, held her hand, we run together out of the Norris hall and
into the Randolph Hall, while still shocking, the first thing I did is
borrowed a laptop from another student and sent an email to my husband and
our research group, telling them I was safe.
I am so proud of all my students, they did a great job. We did the right
things to save our lifes. I am so sorry about those students and professors,
I can’t believe 1 hour ago, I saw them all sitting in the classroom.
So far, my cell phone and laptop are still in my office in Torgerson hall,
since the building is closed, I’m almost disconnected from the outside
world. All I did is using my neighbor’s Internet to reply some messages
that concerned about my safety. It was a terrible tragedy for Virginia Tech,
for Blacksburg. Please pray for those families that lost of their loved
ones. Let’s all cherish every minute of our life.更多精彩文章及讨论，请光临枫下论坛 rolia.net
It was April 16 2007，a cold and windy morning for Blacksburg. I have class
to teach at 9:05 AM. It is “CS4414-Issues in scientific computing”, a
class for senior student in CS and Math students. Whenever my advisor went
to conference, I would take over the lecture. I went to my office in
Torgerson Hall at 8:50, checked email, left my cell phone charging, (last
Friday there was the bomb threat that made us evacuated immediately, that
time I remembered to take my cell phone and laptop, but forgot the charger)
and left laptop in the office and went to Norris Hall to teach. One of my
colleagues asked earlier where is my classroom. I told him Norris 204 or 205
(the first classroom on the left hand side at the second floor), I’m not
sure. So the first thing I went to the second floor, Norris hall, is to
check my room number. It is indeed 205, 204 is across the hall, I took a
quick look at the classroom, about 20 students were sitting there, an old
professor with white hair was taking his teaching material out of his
briefcase.
At 9:00 am, I went into the classroom, everything was as usual, the window
opened a little bit, we can feel the breeze. I started the “Numerical
solution of ODE” lecture. I covered analytical solution, discussion on
existence and uniqueness, there was about 15 minutes left till the end of
the lecture, it was about 9:40. Several loud “Band, Bang, Bang”came from
outside of the classroom. They were really loud. I was not sure where it
came from, but it seemed very close to us. We all thought it was some kind
of construction. Then it stopped for 5-10 sec. I was about to start another
topic on stability analysis. Then the sound came again. Teresa, the female
student sitting close to the door stood up and went to check. I followed her
, with the lecture note still in my hand. We were standing at the door,
sticking our heads out and checking what happened. The sound came from room
208, the room across the hall, to the left of our classroom. The door is
closed. I gazed at that door for 2 seconds. Then the door opened, a guy
walked out, I only saw him 1 sec, but the most shocking thing is that he’s
holding a black handgun. He wears black, his face is square (roundish). Both
I and Teresa came back in immediately, the gun shot right besides our ear.
My ear is hurting by the loud sound. The first thing we came back in the
classroom is telling everyone down, an Indian student said, let’s block the
door with table, so he can’t get in. 4 guys in my class moved the big
table next to the podium and blocked the door. (There’s no window and no
lock on the door. When there’s lecture going on, usually we left the
classroom door wide open.) While we were doing this, the gun shot keeps
firing outside of the classroom. I and another girl were behind the podium.
The other 2 girls were at the back of the classroom. 4 guys are lying on the
ground in front, pushing against the desk legs. After about 1 minute
shooting in the hallway, the gunman approaches our classroom. He was trying
to open the door, but those students push really hard, then he began to
shoot the door. The bullets came through the door, woodchips and metal
pieces are everywhere. One bullet even hit the podium. Two of my students at
the back underneath the desk were calling 911 with their cell phones, and
talking to the police, they told the police there were 11 people in
classroom 205, the gunman is still outside shooting. After the gunman tried
several times, he gave up and began to shot somewhere else. The gun shot
keeps going, “Bang, Bang, Bang”, all I can do is knee down there and pray
to God “Please stop him, please stop the gun fire, please…” Then we heard
the police car siren from outside. One student asked that if we should jump
out of the window. It’s only the second floor. But we all thought that we
should stay here, until things are clear outside.
The gun shot sounds further and further. But still not stop. Before we went
out to check, we already heard about 20, after we came in, we heard about 30
-40, or even more than that. It was terrible. We waited and waited….We
heard several unclear shout from outside “show me your hand, show me your
hand” etc…but we are not sure if that were police or not. Until finally
there was the knock at the door. Those guys made sure they were police, and
we opened the door. The police had a gun in his hand, asking us all hands up
, and go to the back of the classroom. He asked if anybody got injured. We
told him no, then he asked us to sit down, keep calm. Then he was about to
leave. One student asked him to close the door, since we thought they might
still be searching the gunman. He said we were safe, and called another
police officer to come at the door, 1 minute later, the police officer told
us to stand in a line and run after him, leave our personal stuff behind. I
was standing close to the podium, so I quickly grabbed my key and coat,
running with the police. I saw the clip on the floor right outside of our
classroom. We try not to step on the blood and run quick. I didn’t even
look at the other classroom, but Lisa running right behind me started to cry
, I turned around, held her hand, we run together out of the Norris hall and
into the Randolph Hall, while still shocking, the first thing I did is
borrowed a laptop from another student and sent an email to my husband and
our research group, telling them I was safe.
I am so proud of all my students, they did a great job. We did the right
things to save our lifes. I am so sorry about those students and professors,
I can’t believe 1 hour ago, I saw them all sitting in the classroom.
So far, my cell phone and laptop are still in my office in Torgerson hall,
since the building is closed, I’m almost disconnected from the outside
world. All I did is using my neighbor’s Internet to reply some messages
that concerned about my safety. It was a terrible tragedy for Virginia Tech,
for Blacksburg. Please pray for those families that lost of their loved
ones. Let’s all cherish every minute of our life.更多精彩文章及讨论，请光临枫下论坛 rolia.net