My life journal: Corona-virus

by Emily Lamblin, 06/05/2020, Gaylord, Mi

Middle School 6-8 Category


News reporters are heard throughout the house. Everybody wants to know what is happening and how it affects them. Life has been like this since March 13th, when schools were cancelled and job hours were being sliced in half. Words of confusion and hatred would flow through the house with every new update. I soon drown out as much as possible and just have conversations with myself because as a minor my words pass through everyone with importance. Gaylord has been invisible to itself. All news focuses on Michigan as a whole, not the many parts it is.
Mike Rawlings once said: “ It may get worse before it gets better, but it will get better.” I am not sure if anything will get better even though I tell myself the world is just taking smaller steps. However, the cases of the Corona-virus have gone down with people staying home as much as possible. When I first heard that Italy was making a nice recovery, I thought, ‘Wow! Maybe if Italy can show that they did an amazing recovery, and there are barely any cases there, the world will follow in their footsteps and we can go back to normal!’, but now I know that reaching normal is farther than the sun, for we have changed way too much. There are still some days when I wake up and think all of the pandemic and its effects were just a bad dream, but when reality slaps me in the face I realize that I am living a nightmare. I cannot enjoy the feeling of waking up and knowing that I get to see my teachers and friends, I cannot enjoy the pleasure of just shopping for hours on end, I cannot enjoy the thrill of road trips to large, out-of-state places, I cannot enjoy the world until things get better. Who knows when that will be.
Minutes turn into hours, and hours turn into days. Weeks on end I do as much as possible, but boredom always stares me right in the face. I play music, watch TV, swim, play games, yet nothing can satisfy me until I know my goals and dreams can be my future. The future of the world no one may know, but all of our wishes and dreams give us hope.
“ Hope is being able to see that there is light despite all of the darkness.” -Desmond Tutu
So I hope everyday that things are getting better, and we are all learning from this traumatic experience so next time we may look it in the face, and say that we are not afraid. That we can push through the dark, and see the light.