Tonight, I think back to time spent in Germany, and have gratitude for a nation, showing kindness to their neighbours in times of trouble.
Italy is sitting at over 10 000 deaths in a country with more than 92 000 reported cases of the Coronavirus. Their prime minister has all but given up hope and is at a loss of where to go from here... In a sign of solidarity, Germany has agreed to take some of the Coronavirus patients from Italy, to help alleviate some pressure from struggling Italian hospitals. What a dire situation! Italy is not the only country currently struggling with huge numbers of fatalities due to this virus, Spain is seemingly catching up fast, with nearly 6 000 deaths.
I pray that our country will be spared these type of statistics, and that this lockdown will help curb the spread. For the most part, people are staying in their homes, abiding by the laws set out by our president. But then there are other areas in our country that seem not to be affected/bothered by the lockdown. People are roaming freely, going about their business like there are no worries...
Where will this carefree attitude bring our country? The belief that this is not real, that the media are lying/sensationalizing, and that it is a European illness that will not affect us here at the southernmost point of Africa?
I feel that our president knew that this was coming and that it could bring disastrous consequences and therefore, he deployed the army to help protect our citizens from themselves... I pray that the people who are resisting the lockdown will come to realise the seriousness of the situation, and that staying home protects THEM, and those that may get infected by them if they are sick and don't know it yet...
On the home front, day 2 was fairly uneventful. We all slept late, played Lego and Duplo, the kids ran around in the garden and we had homemade soup for dinner. A fairly ordinary Saturday all round, except that we had to video-call my mother to wish her happy birthday, instead of going over and having cake at her house for breakfast...
The world around us is quiet: no motorbikes racing down the road; or airplanes flying high above us; no kids running around in our complex. It is a bit of an eery quietness that we are not used to, but to me, it means that the people in our neighbourhood at least, are abiding by the lockdown rules.
We are blessed to live in a complex where our neighbours care about each other, and especially the wellbeing of the kids. Debates are rife on our WhatsApp group whether a roster can be set up for the kids (especially those that have small or no gardens) to run around outside for 15 minutes - one unit at a time. Consensus cannot yet be reached, so for now, everyone is confined to their own little space.
With 19 days to go, I hope that everyone survives their confinement and come out stronger and more resilient, ready to be kinder to one another, as we have all faced this silent war together.
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I pray that our country will be spared these type of statistics, and that this lockdown will help curb the spread. For the most part, people are staying in their homes, abiding by the laws set out by our president. But then there are other areas in our country that seem not to be affected/bothered by the lockdown. People are roaming freely, going about their business like there are no worries...
Where will this carefree attitude bring our country? The belief that this is not real, that the media are lying/sensationalizing, and that it is a European illness that will not affect us here at the southernmost point of Africa?
I feel that our president knew that this was coming and that it could bring disastrous consequences and therefore, he deployed the army to help protect our citizens from themselves... I pray that the people who are resisting the lockdown will come to realise the seriousness of the situation, and that staying home protects THEM, and those that may get infected by them if they are sick and don't know it yet...
On the home front, day 2 was fairly uneventful. We all slept late, played Lego and Duplo, the kids ran around in the garden and we had homemade soup for dinner. A fairly ordinary Saturday all round, except that we had to video-call my mother to wish her happy birthday, instead of going over and having cake at her house for breakfast...
The world around us is quiet: no motorbikes racing down the road; or airplanes flying high above us; no kids running around in our complex. It is a bit of an eery quietness that we are not used to, but to me, it means that the people in our neighbourhood at least, are abiding by the lockdown rules.
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| Everything is calm and quiet around our house... |
With 19 days to go, I hope that everyone survives their confinement and come out stronger and more resilient, ready to be kinder to one another, as we have all faced this silent war together.
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| Such a beautiful way to look at our situation. |
Stay safe.
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