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Une prison
Aujourd’hui est le 58e jour de
confinement. Je me sens tendu et j’en ai
assez de confinement. J’ai l’impression
d’avoir été emprisonné et d’avoir envie
de retrouver mes amis. Ma maison a
commencé à ressembler à une prison.
Nous essayons en famille de rester
positifs. Je trouve tout et tout le monde
plus agitant tous les jours, surtout
mon frère. Il est parfois très difficile
et frustrant. Mes amis semblent bien
s’entendre. Ils m’ont envoyé des SMS
et nous avons bavardé avec Messenger.
Je n’aime vraiment confinement ça
parce que je ne peux pas être avec mes
amis et je ne peux pas parler à mes
professeurs.
Les jours deviennent plus longs et plus
durs. Je vais prendre du temps pour mes
amis parce que ils me font du bien.
Just a Flu? A month has passed, Joshua Lintott (S1)
Not much has changed.
Tesco still has queues out the door
Roses are red,
Violets are blue, And no plans have been arranged.
Coronavirus came I’m running out of things to do.
And we didn’t know what to do. Everything is closed, the coffee shops
Pubs were closed too.
And restaurants too, No trains have passed through the local
Schools were soon to follow. station,
I thought this was just a flu? Corona is truly sweeping the whole
nation.
The shelves started clearing,
First toilet roll, then rice. We’ve been checking in on neighbors,
We were told to pull together, saying hello,
Start following government advice. Remembering good times and trying to
Care for those around us, they said. smile, Lockdown
Be sure to wash your hands! Whether it’s been painting a rainbow
Only buy a maximum of three Or walking a mile. Street-deserter
And no trips to Silver Sands. We are all missing family, friends Thursday-clapper
Exams are cancelled! and our holiday to Rome. Loo-role-taker
But so is summer… It will not be long until this virus ends Banana-bread-baker
I won’t see friends for a while. If everyone please could just stay at Depression-bringer
Now that’s a bummer. home! Boomer-consumer
Isolation could be long, My favorite part is Thursday at 8 o’ clock: Shop-destroyer
But we’ll have to face the test. We clap and shout and some pipers pipe, Plane-grounder
Have fun with our families, The whole street is out which is no Holiday-ruiner
Take time for ourselves and rest.
shock. Environmental-saviour
We clap as a nation, some over Skype. Economic-shaker
When you think about it, it’s the least School-closer
they deserve, International-unifier
Working long hours with a hospital view, And it’s giving my brain a blister.
Trying their best to flatten the curve
NHS - we all thank you! Cameron Smith (S3)
(Written in the style of a kennings
Orlaith McGirr (S4) poem.)
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