Well…. GOD, guys. Just… god.
Selfishly, I am just praying for our school to stay open. I am outwardly subscribing to the view that if you shut the schools a) all the kids will just meet up elsewhere and exchange germs anyway b) people who cannot take time off work to look after their kids will send their children to their grandparents… and we know how that one ends and c) the roughly 140,000 children on free school meals will literally go hungry.
But privately I just don’t want to have to homeschool my children for the foreseeable future. I have got so much respect for any parent who actually wants their school to shut. Some parents at our school have voluntarily taken their children out already. I’m sorry but I will be batting corona zombies out of the way to get my children into school. I will still be tossing them over the gate even if they do shut. Don’t get me wrong I really do like my kids and I’m not a shit parent, I just don’t want them with me all the time. I don’t want to have to teach my kids stuff because they will dick me about and drive me crackers. I come from a long line of teachers but it has skipped a generation.
There’s more to say but I’m confused, paralysed with indecision about what to stockpile next, if anything. I know I ought to be relishing my last days of freedom should they close the schools and I can wave BUH BYE to quiet cups of tea in a tidy kitchen, but the pressure to relish my freedom is making me panic and want to lie down in a dark room. Or is it not panic, is it… do I feel… is my chest… is my forehead…? O lawd save me. And us all.
How about you? What the hell do you make of all this?