Sofie Dardzinski Pandemic Echoes by Sofie Dardzinski, 10 An invisible enemy has changed our lives. Lives lost, all too soon. Soon slinks fear, that we contain in isolation. Isolation bringing bitter loneliness; thoughts echoing. Echoing around the world, clouds of chaos and uncertainty. Uncertainty in each other, infected with suspicion. Suspicion of one another, seems like our jobs. Jobs vanishing, economy at a standstill. Still, hope is in our nature. Nature is renewing, the world is clean and quiet. Quiet acts of kindness, binding us together. Together we lead, enlightened by our journey.
COVID-19
Masks, a reflection by Gemma, 12
Gemma Harrigan, 12 I sat in the taxi staring at the screen, as I usually did, watching a scene showing several Chinese people wearing masks. The taxi TV blared, “the Coronavirus rages through China, enhancing the possibility that it will spread to America!” “Dad,” I asked. “What is the Coronavirus?” He turned to me nervously, as if I had asked where babies come from or if Santa Claus was real. Questions that for me had been answered long ago. “Well, the Coronavirus is a disease,” he said. “It’s taken a few lives, but none of them have been kids.” … Why were they all wearing masks? I thought. In my mind, it was a sign of weakness. Giving into their nosophobia. I was the only one not wearing a mask outside. I looked at my mom and asked, “Why are you wearing a mask?” “Because it keeps me and others safe,” she answered. I had not been outside since school went remote. I was terrified by the thought of everyone wearing a mask. It made me uncomfortable. What if, even when the Coronavirus ends, people still wear masks? What if things never go back to normal?
A New World… a poem by Elias, 9
Elias Grigoresco, 9 2020 The year started fine then the problems came in a line The masks were slapped on The schools were knocked out The toilet paper went bye The deaths said “hi” It expanded, it grew The house became our world Our world had changed It was rearranged My life became small Everything on a call My whole life on a screen Wait there’s a vaccine? Will we be fine after all?
