By Zachary, age 11
My covid story is about my Great-Grandfather. He passed away during the pandemic, but was able to bring our family together at a time when the border was closed between America and Canada.
My Great-Grandfather was born in Toronto in 1924, and he was the first of a long line of our family born in Canada. His parents were from Poland, just like all of his family at the time. He was very lucky to live such a long and healthy life, living 96 years! But even though he lived for so long, everyone has to die.
He chose to pass away at a good time (if you can call dying good), when most of our family was in Canada and we were in America, unable to cross the border. But when he passed, the government made an exception because we needed to go to the funeral.
In the end, we met up with our family in Toronto and went to the funeral. Death is never good, but his death was the best death I have heard of.