Covid story

By Monet, Age 9

“Monet!” Papi yelled from the living room.

“What?” I yelled back.

“We’re moving,” he said.

“Wait what?” I said.

A few months later…

“Monet!” Papi shouted from the living room.

“Yeah?” I shouted back from my room.

“Come over here and take a seat.”

“Okay,” I said walking into the living room and plopping on the couch. When I had sat down Papi began to speak.

“We have to wear masks around other people,” he said.

“What? Why?” I asked.

“There’s a pandemic going around. It’s called COVID-19,” he said.

“How long will it last?” I asked.

“Who knows,” Papi said. “There’s a break from school right now,” he said.

“Well, I’m happy about that,” I said.

“Thought you would be,” he said.

“Well, we don’t have masks,” I realized out loud.

“We ordered some,” he said.

A couple of months later…

“This virus is never going to end,” I complained.

“Feels like that, huh?” Papi said.

“Yep,” I said.

One year went by…

“Hey, you know what’s funny,” I said.

“What?” Mama and Papi asked.

“We moved in right before the virus!”

I guess that’s just me trying to see the better side of things!