I'd stand up and I think I'd put my hand over my heart, but I never said a damn thing. Sometimes I never even looked at the flag. I'd just stand there and pay absolutely no attention to what was going on, except when everyone sat down. As long as I can remember, this is what I'd do.
In the week or month after 9/11, the pledge was joined with something else. I remember us being brought from our classrooms to some stage outside of my elementary school to hear the national anthem. It was weird to me then, and even now, despite understanding that it was just after 9/11, it's still weird to me but for a different reason. Back then, it was weird to me because it was a break from the usual routine. And yet, I think I paid even less attention to what was going on when this had happened.