Chronicles of the Virus Day 34. Rescheduling School and Concerts.

So, school will end when it's supposed to end, the 21st of June. There will be, however, extra activities in schools during the month of July. They will be voluntary, and supposedly, will involve more games rather than sit-down classes. It doesn't matter. Almost a month of class has been lost and will not be recovered. Almost a month, because a week of the quarantine was Holy Week vacation. But, though students are receiving classwork by email and school websites, it's all review work. Nothing new is being explained or shown. I have only heard of one teacher, in high school, giving a class online with his students. I don't envy the teachers who have to design classwork for September to include two marking periods' work in one.

I just got an email today about the José Luís Perales concert we are going to in June. It's been rescheduled. To March 27th, 2021. I realize it's better to reschedule it for much later than the end of August, for example. But. That. The little girl in me is crying and kicking the walls in a tantrum for having to wait so long, when it was just around the corner. The rational adult in me is happy because it's not been cancelled outright, and, the later it's rescheduled, the more chance we can mingle freely with people and not fear falling ill.  

Before this happened, we had heard that Sting was coming to Vigo in August, and were constantly checking websites for when tickets were going on sale. We were also thinking about going to a nearby music festival in Caldas this summer. And I was checking the Festival do Noroeste website to see who is coming this August to A Coruña. For the past three years or so, we have been opening up to concert going. It had become an expected outing for us, to go to different concerts over the summer, and at other moments of the year. Now, we are back in the hidey hole of our house. Yes, singers and musicians have been giving free concerts from their homes online. But it's not the same. There are concerts and songs online. But it's not the same as being there and feeling the vibrations around us, and letting go and dancing as the rhythm overwhelmed us. Hopefully, that is not going away, and concerts will be rescheduled over the next year or two.  

Today, the sky has decided to water us. The few moments a break comes over us and showers us with bright, sparkling sun is a sharp contrast to the rest of the dreary, dark day. But it's spring, and the weather is acting as it should. 

I miss Nuxca. Many times, when I walk into a room, I expect to find her there, in one of her favorite corners. Or to have her walk in and jump in my lap. Or to hear her calling me to come and discuss the state of her kingdom with her. The house is so quiet now. The others don't talk as much, and she was a chatterbox. 

Mariano Rajoy, the former prime minister has been caught breaking the quarantine. Apparently, he was reported by his neighbors, who complained, that while they couldn't leave their houses, he went out for one of his fast walks every morning around the block. He's been followed by reporters, who have filmed him. The Ministry of the Interior has said it will look into it. Guess who's probably going to get away without a fine, or even a call to stay at home?

It's after lunch, my husband has gone back to work, there are no students, and the house is quiet. (No, I will NOT turn on the television!) So, I search out videos and news blurbs of the quirky side of quarantine. The latest one I found, includes tic tac toe games with a turtle and a cat, exercising with a dog, dinner battling with a robot, people exercising in general (and breaking the dishes), and new uses for toilet paper. Whatever brings a laugh!

Life continues.


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