Little Miss Corona and the Day That Lasted a Year

I wrote this following the all-staff meeting regarding the

school closure and expectations during that time.  It was

held in our School Auditorium on Monday 3/16.

There once was a little monster named Corona.  Although tiny in size, she was very, very heavy.  In fact even the mere thought of her weighed as much as the whole world. And on this particular day the thought of her was on every person's mind and thus the people were straining every muscle just to support the tiny monster.  As the humans gathered in the largest room available, you could feel little Corona's presence everywhere, and see her heaviness on each human's shoulders.  Although they needed more than ever the comfort of the crowd, the people kept physical space between one another, fearing that standing close may multiply the weight.  So from afar, they attempted to send concern and support through the air with their eyes.  These messages were received with gratitude, but honestly did very little to lift any of the weight they were burdening.

The humans hoped for a speedy meeting, but little did they know that not only did little Miss Corona expel exponential weight, she also had the power to lengthen the minutes into hours and the hours into days and the days to years.  So as the humans, sat listening, trying to understand what the next days held, the minutes melted into the ground and spread out like thick, black tar.

The humans nodded through the meeting hoping the little monster was something they could someday understand, accepting that in the moment, there was nothing much to do but listen and nod.  As the meeting closed, and the people trudged out into the world of unprecedented reality, the little Corona monster followed them, both individually and collectively, into their work, into their homes and into their dreams.  And when the people woke the next morning, there she was climbing onto the humans' shoulders once again but by that new morning a whole year had passed for those humans that stood in that meeting.

So as the people braced their muscles and took slow steps into that morning, they realized that Little Miss Corona would be a part of their lives for a while.  She would continue to add the weight to their shoulders and length to their days for quite some time.  But in this time, their muscles would adjust and their hours would be filled, and eventually they would learn to accept little Corona, her weight and her time.  The little monster would not stay forever and there would come a time in the future that the humans would look back on the day that lasted a year and of the meeting of melted tar minutes and strained muscled humans with kind compassionate needy eyes, and little Miss Corona would have, in the end, gifted them strength that they didn't have before, and connection that they didn't know they needed.