Preface
In December 2019, people in Wuhan, China started coming down with a mysterious virus. I heard about it in the news and how it was spreading around the country. A college acquaintance in China wrote how he had to self-isolate and only left the house for groceries and brief walks.
The virus continued to spread to other countries, hitting Italy, Iran, and South Korea pretty badly. When the first few cases showed up on the west coast of the US, I still didn't think too much about it. When schools in Washington state and California started to close, I began to wonder if that could happen to my school.
Maybe two weeks ago, people started stockpiling goods and things started to get real. For some reason, everyone was obsessed with hoarding toilet paper, and it's nowhere to be found. Hand sanitizer is also a hot commodity.
On March 10, my grandfather died. On March 11, we had an emergency staff meeting at school, instructing us to prepare 2 weeks worth of materials for students to take home in the event that schools closed. They wanted to distribute the packets by the following Tuesday.
We never got that far. Packets were hastily printed and distributed on Friday, March 13, and the district made the decision to close for a month. After throwing a dozen instruments in my car, lugging as much of my music as I could, and rushing home, we hurriedly packed the car and drove to PA for my grandfather's funeral. After the Saturday morning funeral, they closed the church for the foreseeable future to protect everyone.
Now we are being told to self-isolate as much as possible, using "social distancing." Not too hard for an introvert like me, but still difficult. I feel like this event is worth documenting, since we don't know how long it will last. Everything changes so quickly day to day.
The virus continued to spread to other countries, hitting Italy, Iran, and South Korea pretty badly. When the first few cases showed up on the west coast of the US, I still didn't think too much about it. When schools in Washington state and California started to close, I began to wonder if that could happen to my school.
Maybe two weeks ago, people started stockpiling goods and things started to get real. For some reason, everyone was obsessed with hoarding toilet paper, and it's nowhere to be found. Hand sanitizer is also a hot commodity.
On March 10, my grandfather died. On March 11, we had an emergency staff meeting at school, instructing us to prepare 2 weeks worth of materials for students to take home in the event that schools closed. They wanted to distribute the packets by the following Tuesday.
We never got that far. Packets were hastily printed and distributed on Friday, March 13, and the district made the decision to close for a month. After throwing a dozen instruments in my car, lugging as much of my music as I could, and rushing home, we hurriedly packed the car and drove to PA for my grandfather's funeral. After the Saturday morning funeral, they closed the church for the foreseeable future to protect everyone.
Now we are being told to self-isolate as much as possible, using "social distancing." Not too hard for an introvert like me, but still difficult. I feel like this event is worth documenting, since we don't know how long it will last. Everything changes so quickly day to day.
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