Updated: May 25, 2020

6th May 2020

Tuesday 17th of March was the day we students were sent home, on the condition we would be partially working from home and from #school. Relief and distress were the strange juxtaposition of emotions that I was experiencing. Relief over the fact I could stop worrying about my journey to and from school , which could result in my contracting of Covid-19 unknowingly and spread it. Relief because I had developed a paranoia which had started from the moment signs around school and the general public were placed to remind people to wash their hands, my concerns being due to the simplistic measures of ‘wash your hands whilst signing happy birthday ‘ that were being advised , whilst the idea of herd immunity was at the heat of conversation.

My distress was due to the worry of how I was going to adapt to being a more independent scholar , and not be able to enjoy the same class environment. This was heightened the next day, as y13 and y11 students’ exams had been announced as cancelled, with me being in y12 I felt I had been lucky to escape this fate ,but concerned over how my education process would continue. My worries over education have gone because of the support school gives, but the returning of students to school and the Uni admission process still remain at the top of my mind. No one really took the threat of Covid19 serious at first because the understanding had been that it was not a threat to those who were not elderly or with underlying health conditions. I felt this was quite an upsetting statement to hear because I felt as though these people had been disregarded and it is clear that a lot of people are in contact with this group of people so the risk was huge. Lockdown measures were soon set in place a few days after my school closed and as time went on, the disease started to spread rapidly, and started to take more lives, proving it did not discriminate.

Countries started to be compared in terms of deaths and the measures in place. The UK started to be ‘2 weeks away from Italy‘.The first few health workers started to pass away .The NHS started to be clapped for every Thursday at 8 pm. And PPE started to be the concern of the whole nation. It has been a long time in lockdown, and all I can feel is sorrow for all those who have lost their Lives in this pandemic; all the young and old , parents and children, aunts and uncles, cousins and friends. Most importantly, the NHS is something all have learnt to appreciate more.We should have all appreciated the NHS, and key workers, who’s importance have been highlighted due to this pandemic. It should not have taken us a pandemic to realise this. The clapping every Thursday at 8 pm has been a touching thing to do, but let’s not fail to commemorate our NHS after this pandemic, by ensuring that there is reform, and that the NHS and key workers, who are facilitating to the needs of this country, are better protected. There is no price on how much they have done for us and continue to do for us. It upsets me that many have died trying to save lives during this crisis. To all those who have lost their life, you are more than just part of the ‘daily death toll’. Thank you for all the efforts, and the role of those who continue to help the public and may all those who have passed away, rest in perfect peace.


20th May 2020

My relationship to the outdoors is a strange one. Whilst I understand the importance of gaining sunlight and hence benefitting from vitamin d, I have not been going outside much and actually try to avoid the outside as much as possible. I occasionally, ( almost every two weeks ) go to my local shop to stock up on personal needs, walking to the store and doing a lap round my park to make use of the fact I am outside already. The thought of getting all ready, to just go outside in a restricted manner, where everyone is having to act abnormally and the only feel of connection to people is the few catching of people’s eyes, prevents me from just going outside when I want. Me limiting the amount of time I go outside is a good thing as it means lowering the possible spread, but it has meant a loss of touch with the outside and other humans that are not the people who live in my house. I keep my windows open all day and enjoy the cool breeze, and the sound of the kids in area playing in their garden, but it is not the same as being outside and doing things like sitting next to a random person on the train who you connected with over complaining about the services, or making brief conversation with someone whilst clothes shopping. This situation has made me want to go outside less because of the strange world we live in right now, and has made my screen time go up tremendously. I think I should aim to go outside at least 3 times a week and be grateful that I have the option to go outside for exercise