By Payton, age 11
When Covid came, I was scared, worried, and upset. Now we have vaccines we can take to protect us from new variants like Omicron. But my mom thinks we already had it. In December 2019, three weeks before Christmas, me and my mom were sick with an unknown virus. My mom thinks that the virus was Covid. Then a week later, my dad was in the hospital and is now a diabetic type 2. The unknown virus shut down his pancreas. He was lucky to survive, and the doctors said it was a miracle. However, if me, my mom, or my dog get Covid, it could affect my dad in a bad way. That’s why we are all vaccinated and still don’t really go anywhere. Still, my mom is overprotective of me because of Covid, even though I am now fully vaccinated. A few weeks ago, my tennis coach got Covid, but she recovered. Luckily, I didn’t get it from her and spread it to my parents.
I am still in online school. It doesn’t bother me because even though I miss going in person, I don’t miss waiting for the bus in the cold. I also don’t get bullied in online school like I did in real school.
My mom doesn’t want to send me in person to the middle school because of the risks. The virus reminds me of the Black Plague (Black Death is a short name for the Black Plague), that I just learned about in social studies. I hope that this ends fast before more deaths occur. But if it ends sooner, our lives will go back to normal and then maybe my Mom will let us go back to Disney. I love Disney. It’s so fun and magical.