Like it or not, I'm starting to think the so-called "dog days of summer" are beginning to wind down.
I mean sure, it's still pretty hot during the day. And yes, we're technically only in mid-August. But the nights are maybe starting to feel a little cooler. And, there's one other COVID-specific contingency people are starting to plan for.
That is, the dreaded "fall second wave". Yeah, it's probably coming. Plans are being put back into place (I use the term "plan" loosely, cause part of the "plan" does basically just seem to be cross your fingers and hope for the best, coupled with, I don't know, "don't share a trombone" in music class or something). Am I apprehensive? Definitely. Would I care this much if I wasn't going to be a student teacher this year (which by the way, still shocks me to refer to myself as)? Yeah, probably not.
Basically, all this to say, the coming of fall marks another definite shift in the course of this pandemic. It's almost as though there were defined phases, so to speak. We started off in March scared, and determined. We battered down the hatches and were off to the races. Then summer rolled around, and we felt like "we've got this"- there was a 13 day stretch with no new cases, and we were finding ways to keep ourselves entertained outdoors and physically distanced. Then this month, cases started ticking up, and some of the complacency was replaced by a healthy dose of fear. Now we're beginning to enter autumn territory, and for many (most?) of us, that fear is only growing.
Personally, I hope that motivates people to stay home, and stay away from each other (in the kindest way possible, of course). It seems like with this new re-opening of the province plan, and the back to schools model laid out, that there is clearly room for improvement. But it's up to us to do the best with what we've got.
Summer is almost over. Fall is nearly upon us. Could this be scary? Of course. But I, for one, am choosing to remain optimistic.
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