In the life of every person, be it a small child or an elderly person, there is a certain period when not everything is as nice as usual. Instead, their environment changes and, thus, they face problems that often do not depend on themselves, but must be dealt with.
March, Friday the 13th, like every other day, I went to school, but upon entering, a different atmosphere could be noticed. After the first class, they sent us home. We were told that we would not go to school for the next period, for about two weeks. Of course, we were overjoyed, we needed a little rest, that was our only thought and we didn’t realize that, from that day on, our way of life would completely change. Already during the day, newspapers and news were reporting that a few days before that, an enemy appeared in our country, or better to say an “invisible enemy” – the coronavirus. And after that, curfew followed, limited movement, closing of cafes, restaurants, shops and schools, transition to a different curriculum of “school from home”, everything that an emergency situation brings with it. And we, not knowing what we were doing, not understanding the seriousness of the situation, had to adjust to that way of life. It was hard for me that I was in the 8th grade then, and the “invisible enemy” took the right to take away the nicest part of the elementary school, the second semester of the eighth grade. On the other hand, the change of people around me also affected me a lot, strange looks on the streets, stares from head to toe, changes in behavior, and so on. And with all that, something that is still respected today, after a year. Mandatory masks in public places and, of course, indoors. Everything still seemed unreal, until yesterday, a normal way of life, and now a complete reversal. Simply, it is a proof that everything can change in a day. Summer came and we all hoped that something would change, and it was even worse. Hospitals began to fill up, the number of infected people jumped sharply, and more and more people came to hospitals with severe clinical condition. Then, death slowly crept into the hospital walls. The “invisible enemy” began to attack people, unfortunately, many of them lost the most important battle, the battle for life. Young people were leaving this world, although they did not deserve it. Many people were left without their closest, most beloved ones, too quickly, they were not even aware of it. I am one of those people who fortunately did not experience that, and despite everything, I am very grateful for that. Unfortunately, there were many neighboring countries, even those on other continents that went through much worse things and saw much scarier scenes. Insufficient places in hospitals, late discovered cases of the disease, unrealistic numbers of patients, they have faced all these situations. And there are our heroes, health workers who did their best to defeat the enemy, which they still do today. For me, of all that, the most terrible was the helplessness I felt when looking at all the events around me. Every time something bad happened and I didn’t know how to help, I would feel weird. I could only stand to the side and watch, hoping that everything would pass as soon as possible. There were situations when there really seemed to be no way out. As far as I am concerned, the most difficult situation that the pandemic brought me and that I had to go through was that my dearest person, without whom I simply cannot do, ended up in the hospital, and that is my grandmother. Her absence was the hardest for me. Although the whole family had the corona virus, including me, in my opinion, it was completely irrelevant precisely because she was feeling sick. It was hard for me that there was nothing I could do about it, but just sit and wait for her to get better. But fortunately for all of us, everything ended well. She soon came out of the hospital and came home, and in that way woke me up from a real nightmare. In addition to all that, I have a feeling that people think that we, children, still cannot understand what everyone is going through, as well as that we do not look at things in the same way as they do. Which I can freely say is not true. They expect us to adapt to the situation very easily, without any problems. In my opinion, that is simply impossible. But alright, they are older than us, so I guess that is why we do not have the right to complain.
My only wish is for all this to end once and for all. I want us to return to a normal life, to dedicate ourselves to things that, unfortunately, at this moment, we are not able to dedicate to. The main message is that we do not even realize how happy we are that we have the opportunity to live a normal life, until someone proves it to us, in a slightly harder way. One should rejoice over small things, because even though they seem small in a specific moment, they are actually something much, much more than that.