I mean I understood it somewhat, but I also didn't want it to be the only thing consuming my afternoon. It was very depressing and I was only 7. Of course I didn't want to just dwell on that all afternoon. I was also at my nanas at the time so there was nothing else i food do but watch tv till my mam came home from work. So i had nothing else to distract me. But yeah you are right I didn't fully grasp the gravity of the situation at the time. I think watching it through the tv allowed me that kind of separation. Obviously as time went on, those memories got skewed as i understood more of what actually happened, but I still remember that moment of when I went to my namas bedroom tv in hopes of finding a different channel that might be showing something different. I didn't.