As you may have heard, the world is currently facing the Covid-19 pandemic. This disease, which has appeared in China since December 2019, is ubiquitous in March in the 4 corners of the world. As I write this article, the World Health Organization (WHO) has 184,975 confirmed cases, 7,529 deaths and 159 countries affected by Covid 19.
Between the month of December 2019 and the quarantine stage in which France is currently in, there have been many events.
Disclaimer: I am French living in Strasbourg and from Comoros islands . My goal is to learn English while practicing my passion which is blogging. If you see any mistakes, please correct me so I can improve my English level. Thank you.
January – February
I received several notifications about the situation in China, without necessarily dwelling on them. To me it was just a disease that affected only part of the country. Not accustomed to watching television news, I escape important news. But everything is fine, I live my life and try to get out of it as best I can between classes, family problems etc…
Until I came across the famous social media video, where you see Chinese workers building a hospital in 10 days. I have to tell you, it makes me laugh. Because it kind of confirms the stereotypes about the Chinese who are so-called “machines that can work nights and days”. I reviewed this video as well for about two weeks. Without really trying to understand why China is building this hospital.
Upon reflection, I realize how urgent the situation is and that the hospital that these workers built in 10 days is indeed a necessity and it had to be built as quickly as possible in order to be able to care for all those affected. I am aware of the labor power of these workers who, despite the stereotypes, are a very great force that they have been able to put to use.
Then I go on holiday in Brittany, where I completely forget that this pandemic is spreading around the world.
I, like everyone else, have the right to these famous stories and rumors about Chinese contaminated packages, the predilections of the Simpsons, the CIA’s « book » on the Corona virus, the declining business figures concerning a brand that markets beers under the name of « Corona ». There is even an American rapper who made a sound on the Corona, not to mention the challenges that go with it.
Anyway, social networks are on fire!
The more days go by, the more the virus spreads, including in Italy, which is becoming the major outbreak in Europe contaminated by the virus. And then everything accelerates. In a week I feel like I’m witnessing the beginning of the end of the world. The figures for Italy make me even more aware of how urgent the situation is. I don’t know whether it’s the fact that Italy is geographically close to France or whether it’s the fact that the number of deaths is hyper-high in a short time. I do not know.
And then cases start to arise in France. First, one region, then two, then three. Madness sets in. Living in Alsace I feel particularly concerned. Especially since the last few weeks, the media have been talking about a religious group that is causing the spread of the virus to accelerate throughout metropolitan France and even overseas.
My mom who lives with me (well, I actually live with my mom) is starting to shop a lot. It’s not an idea that interests me. I don’t think we need to make provisions. I often remind him of that. But in reality she is right to do the shopping.
For two weeks, she spends her time shopping. But essential shopping. Water, legs, rice, canned food. On the one hand, I understand her because she has cancer and she can’t afford to get sick. And then it’s like she knows everybody’s going to be rushing into the stores. That’s not a good thing because that’s what ended up happening.
During all this time my mom is making food supplies, I continue to live my life normally. That is to say that I go to class without worrying about public transport, I go to shopping malls, to the cinema as to my habits. I even planned with my boyfriend to go on a holiday abroad to celebrate our 6 years being together.
The more weeks go by, the more cases increase and especially in Alsace.
Some of my classmates come to school. The days are getting long and stressful. And then everybody talks about this virus, people with it, people in hospital and so on… There aren’t many people left in my school. Some sick teachers can’t even teach anymore.
Despite all, I continue to go to class. The last two days of classes which are on Thursday and Friday, in my class we were more than three. This is extremely shocking. Teachers no longer know what to do. Keep teaching like nothing’s wrong or do an activity? And then the school principal is in all is states, he has to make calls, check the number of students present in the school, make a crisis meeting etc.
A whole world is falling down around me. We are told that the school would close and that this is probably the last time we see each other. That even if the schools reopened, I would already be on a year-end internship, and it’s shocking to me to learn that these are my last hours at this school and for the entire school year.
Goodbye school projects, goodbye class, goodbye the long line waiting to heat my meal in the microwave. Goodbye teachers and especially my schedule !! That day I lost. I’ve lost the one thing that drives me to organize myself, to project myself into the future. For a few minutes I go through several emotions. Sadness, disappointment, nostalgia while the official end of schools has not yet begun. I’m starting to wonder.
- What am I going do all day?
- Am I going be able to get through my evaluation?
- And what will I be able to finish the projects and events I have planned?
- How will I get my courses? By video-conferencing? In writing?
- Will I be able to complete my internship?
I am eating my last meal this Thursday at noon, in deep nostalgia. That day, I ate at the Macdonald, which was full at the edge. Everyone was normal around me. That very evening, the President of the Republic announced the official closure of schools.
The next morning I can’t stand to stay at home. To have to live with my family H24. I can’t bear to sit at home in normal times. So what I did this weekend like a lot of French, I went out.
On Saturdays I go shopping, I buy a blue sweater and a purple lipstick. On Sundays I walk in the park. While respecting safety distances, of course. I have been putting people on public transit for quite some time. To protect me from the cold but also from the microorganisms present in the transports. With the virus, I got used to having a hand sanitizer.
Anyway, everything is fine. It’s nice, I’m having a good time and I even take some pictures. I even planned to go out more often and even to the rink.
It doesn’t last long, because that night the president took the microphone back to announce that the country is going to be in quarantine. And for good reason, despite the fact that schools are closed, the population continues to be mobile and thus continues through displacement in public places to spread the virus.
And here i can tell you that panic is taking place completely. I finally understand the situation we are in.
The next morning I see the result of the quarantine. There is a huge line in front of me, people who wants to shop, people who wants to go to the drugs store, the post office and even the veterinarian.
Anyway the air is heavy enough, I look at people from under my window and I can see the panic in their gestures. I admit I’m afraid, my mom is starting to feel bad. We haven’t been out all day.
Since then, we have been confined in our apartment. In this situation, I am gradually learning to live differently.
PS: I still want to remind you that in order to prevent the spread of Covid-19 virus, it is necessary to apply the hygiene rules indicated by the government. I invite you to learn about the precautions to take, whether in terms of hygiene rules, travel, blood donations, etc.… via the government website by just clicking « here« .
I would also like to wish you all the good things you can hope for and good courage for the medical profession, which saves lives every day. I’m sending you love!