Be kind. Bake biscuits.
I slide the tray into the oven, and rip off the oven gloves before sprinting down the hallway.
I turn on the computer and sit there cursing under my breath since it seems to be deliberately going slow. I turn on Zoom and join the meeting just in time.
As we wait for other people to join, I flick a happy-birthday email to my friend and think about the centre of my world, Molly. Molly is my horse and I can’t imagine what I would do without her. She fills my heart with joy every day and has been essential to me in the lockdown.
I should probably stop daydreaming now because the teachers put a lot of work into this online learning and I don’t think I would like a kid daydreaming if I was a teacher and had done lots of work.
The Lockdown has been okay, I guess. There are loads of pros and cons.
On the plus side, I enjoyed being able to complete my work in my own time so I could get everything done in the morning and do what I wanted in the afternoon. But then I missed my friends and not being able to ride Molly with someone.
It's interesting thinking about other people's views of Lockdown, like my friends at school are hating it, while my friends at pony club are loving it. I think the reason my friends at pony club are loving it is because they have horses and ponies to attend to, but my friends at school don’t have as much time-consuming stuff to do because all sport has been cancelled.
I turn my attention back to the meeting where we are discussing what we think about the people on the front lines. It would be pretty scary as you have to risk your life for someone else's safety. I say that we should make sure we thank them, and make sure their work does not go unnoticed.
There are plenty of other kind things going on in Lockdown, like when you walk down the street and everyone gives you a cheery wave as you walk past. Or how everyone is so much more talkative on Google Hangouts because everyone wants to know what everyone has been up to. I’ve also become much more appreciative of everyday people and things. Like I can’t imagine how hard it would have been to organize all the online learning.
I strongly believe that we should thank everyone that helps with coronavirus, from doctors who are working really hard to find a cure, to people lighting up people's days with a simple hello.
I sign off Zoom at the end of the lesson and walk to the kitchen. A delicious smell reaches my nose and I quicken my pace eager to see the buttery biscuits that await me. I slip the tray out of the oven and quickly set it on a chopping board so it doesn’t damage the marble kitchen and gaze down at the perfectly shaped, creamy coloured biscuits in front of me. I devour one and restrain myself from more as each bite was delightful. I cram them into a Christmas baking tin, since the other tins are full, and set them down on the side next to the Brownies, Afghans, muffins and cakes.