COVID-19

Covid-19, a poem of hope by Audrey Chuang, 11

Covid-19 by Audrey Chuang, 11 The news rings in my head The anger and negativity swirling around me I can’t settle My heart won’t settle Everyone’s hearts won’t settle Every pair of anxious eyes Waiting for the image For the image Of crime Death The old book that I have read millions of times by now Is wrinkled And words are faded I can’t go outside to play I can’t imagine without going to the library I can’t imagine without reading a new book I can feel my heart beating every time Something bad happens like the stock Rising up and down Like the heartbeat of a patient Waiting for the doctor I can feel the pain that the world is facing It feels like its pulse is in my hands Ready like a flying fish Out in the sky Open to the new Open wide world That used to be Full of people Now nothing But a mere ghost town Waiting to swallow you up And make you face the crime And the pain people are talking about in the news You know it You have it You feel the pain of who you are Until you fall into the jaws Of the people Who recovered And died You don’t know who is next But it may be you Watch out for the coronavirus Doctors and nurses Are waiting to See how to stop the jaws Of the Covid-19.   Every time I turn on the TV, I see the Covid-19 update, just like when my mom turns on her phone, all she sees is the updates of more face masks, homemade food or some sort of thing that relates to Covid-19. I wrote the poem ‘Covid-19’ because it mattered to me and the rest of the world. When I started to write this poem, I felt this was very important to me as there was something behind it and I wouldn’t know until I finished it. I knew that on the day I started writing this poem it gave me inspiration to rethink the people and the world around me. What I want to express in this poem is that the Covid-19 is very dangerous and still, some people are not taking it seriously and this is risking doctors, nurses, and others’ lives. Just like a flying fish wanting to fly and see the world and see what it feels to be out of the water, and to watch out for the sky and waters above and beneath, people need to be careful of Covid-19 and keep social distance before we defeat this virus. Always, there is a lantern of hope in my heart, and for that, my poem has the shape of a lantern to let people see it as a kindle of hope.     Audrey Chuang, 11 Portland, OR

Daily Creativity #21 | Flash Contest: Write a Poem about Something in Your Kitchen

Go into the kitchen. Stand in front of a cupboard with food in it (or the fridge). Close your eyes, open the door (or better still, have someone else open it for you), stretch out your hand, and touch something. Keep your hand where it is. Open your eyes. Look at the thing you are touching. Congratulations! You just found the object that you are going to write a poem about.

Flash Contest #2: How Has COVID-19 Affected Your Daily Life? Our Winners and Their Work!

Weekly Flash Contest #2: How has COVID-19 affected your daily life so far? What has changed, and what is still the same? Which changes are positive, and which negative? What makes you most anxious when thinking about it? Most hopeful? Is there a particular experience that represents the change to your life most clearly? Write a 300-500-word blog post exploring these questions and examining your experiences so far. Every week during the COVID-19-related school closures and shelter-in-place arrangements we are running a Flash Contest, based on the first Daily Creativity prompt of the week. The prompt is posted on Monday, and entries are due by Friday. The week commencing April 6th (Daily Creativity prompt #11) was our second week, and we received a huge number of entries from all over the world: from Singapore, India, Poland, Switzerland, Canada and the United States. We are so proud of our international family of young writers, and we congratulate every one of you who wrote so honestly, clearly, and beautifully about your experiences of COVID-19 so far. We enjoyed reading each and every one of the entries, and it was even more difficult than before to choose our top 5 this week–so difficult, in fact, that we chose 6! PLUS, we have decided to publish some of the other entries separately on our COVID-19 Blog, as well! In alphabetical order, our winners this week, whose work you can read on this page, are: Lena Aloise, 10, Harvard, MA Eliana Aschheim, 13, Santa Clara, CA Analise Braddock, 9, Katonah, NY Simar Grewal, 6, Bellevue, WA Lyndon Raymond, 11, Houston, TX Michelle Su, 13, Sudbury, MA Look out on the blog over the next couple of weeks for more writing and art about COVID-19 from these flash contest entrants: Jeongwon Choi, 13 (Mumbai, India); Annabelle Garner-Tamayo, 10 (Omaha, NE); SierraRose Gibson, 12 (Los Angeles, CA); Mehr Grewal, 13 (Belleville, WA); Vivaan Kartik, 11 (Horgen, Switzerland); Alice Pak, 10 (Beaver Creek, OH); Thee Sim Ling, 13 (Singapore); Patrycja Wanat, 13 (Rajsko, Poland). Congratulations to everyone! “How COVID–19 Has Affected My Life” by Lena Aloise, 10 (Harvard, MA) Life often throws surprises at us. We never truly know what will come next. Just when everything is going as planned, something big happens. Something world changing. Something like COVID-19. This new virus has definitely made life a lot more complicated for many people. My kitchen has doubled its purposes, now serving as not only a place to cook meals, but a classroom as well. The once empty table is now abuzz with activity, worksheets and notebooks stacked in piles and children, hard at work, sitting around it. Instead of face to face class time, I speak with my teachers and classmates over virtual meeting apps, such as Zoom. It feels odd, continuing your social life through a screen. What is even more concerning than all this change is the position many workers have been put in. Some are working from home, others are struggling financially due to the shutting down of their businesses. I know many people who own small businesses, my father being one of them. Their businesses could close due to the shut down. Others’ jobs have gotten much more complicated. My mother, who works as a nurse, has to take care of patients with coronavirus frequently. Although she takes extreme precautions and wears an excessive amount of protective gear, it is still a huge risk to be put in that position. She is just one of thousands who do the same thing. Our healthcare workers are making huge sacrifices and what they are doing is very noble, but I can’t help feeling scared for their safety. Then there is the one big question. Will America ever return to the way it was? Our country has changed so much. Never before have we been told to stay inside, have public gatherings been banned. Everyone seems so scared. Every time I turn on the television, people with solemn faces under their masks use large words that I can’t help but feel frightened at. The words ‘coronavirus’, ‘pandemic’ and ‘infected’ flash across the screen. Will we bounce back and will our country return to its original state, or will this scar America forever? There is no definite answer to this question. All we can do is hope for the best and do what we can. Stay home, wash our hands, be cautious. In this time of uncertainty, we need to show kindness and support others. Just the other day, I saw a sign, written in a child’s handwriting. ‘Honk 4 Hope!’ it said boldly in glittery letters. That made me realize something. Hope is the one thing this virus cannot take away from us. It shut down the world, closed our economy, but has not taken our hope. That, it can never take away. “Cancelled for Coronavirus” by Eliana Ascheim, 13 (Santa Clara, CA) The field trip to Yosemite is the highlight of eighth grade at my school. For months, eighth grade teachers painstakingly prepare for a week in Yosemite National Park. A myriad of forms are distributed, signed, and collected; we students purchase needed supplies like hiking boots and rainproof everything; cabins are chosen; hiking groups are assembled. Upon arriving, we’re told, we will stay in wonderful cabins. The following days will be filled with hiking, games, meals, and maybe if we’re lucky, skiing. Pack some games for cabin time, they said. Bring some money for the gift shop. Oh, and don’t forget to take water, they reminded us. Up until the trip, Yosemite preparation is all around us, from the advice that is passed on from previous kids to the shoes we wear: to break them in before the hikes, we wear them at school for a few days. The whole school buzzes with anticipation. A week before our trip, we were assured it was still on. They said that we definitely would go. Doubt crept into the corners of the air–many things were being cancelled left and right–but if the school board said it then it must be true. But that was not the case. Three days until we were scheduled to leave, an email was sent out