As we all know, 2020 and 2021 have been very hard times for us. We all had things that we lost, but some of us more than others. We might think that we are very unlucky, but there are people who lost their lives and lost their families. My view of this pandemic is that it has been a crisis for humanity that wasn’t handled in the best way. This is because many countries didn’t inforcee the right rules, and only figured it out after it had been too late. Last year, when Malta was in semi-lockdown I had a very hard time concentrating at school, therefore my grades drastically dropped, and my morale wasn’t up there either. I could barely see me friends, and my trip to go see me uncle had just been cancelled. I was enraged by this pandemic, but I wasn’t taking in consideration what other people, in worse conditions were going through. As time passed, I had adapted more and more to these situations, and they had become my norm. At this point, I don’t even remember what it was like, when masks
weren’t being used. The hardest times of the pandemic for me weren't being in lockdown, or not being able to go to restaurants, for me it was different. Not long ago, my parents and I went to go visit my grandparents in Corsica as my grandfather was battling cancer, and we wanted to be with him until he went in for his operation. While I was there, my grandma’s sister, and her husband had gotten covid. They hadn't even been put in the same hospital, instead they were alone, in the middle of the hospital, with no one to visit them. Now you may think that this wouldn’t have been a great emotional challenge for me, as they weren’t closely related to me. That was not the case, I was and still am very close to them as I have always gone to visit them, and my dad was even closer as they were like parents to them when they were kids. Fortunately they haven’t passed away, but are still battling serious covid. The reason we were very worried is because they both are very old and have medical issues.