Wednesday, July 29, 2020
So, What's the Plan?
From what I'm reading it seems the kiddies will be heading back to school (or as I thought of it, 'the gulag') this fall. I'm not sure that's a great idea. Let's say, I have reservations.
It's not the schools. It's definitely not the teachers that concern me. It's this damned virus, its transmissibility, how around the world we're seeing that it ebbs and flows, returning to so many places that briefly thought the worst was safely behind them.
It's also the kids. I'm concerned about what awaits our kids.
Even Trump's farcical education secretary, Betsy "Amway" DeVos, says some of the kids returning to America's schools will carry/contract/transmit the Covid-19 virus and some, a very small percentage hardly worth worry about, will succumb to it. Fair enough. Betsy is from the land of "collateral damage." Someone, even kids, always has to take one for the team. That's progress.
Intellectually, it's best of you can stop the thought process at this point. If you keep going it may get very, very dark.
I don't know what they're naming kids these days (although I'm sure Betsy isn't high on the list). I just looked it up. Big mistake. For girls, the "in" names are Luna, Maeve, Aurora, Olivia and Isla. For boys, Milo, Asher, Atticus, Oliver and Levi.
Let's say it's a grade 3 class just full of little Lunas and Maeves, Milos, Ashers and just one Levi. One day the kids notice someone is missing. It's Levi. There's no Levi but, instead, a bunch of strangers in hazmat suits wanting to shove extra-long Q-tips up all the kids' noses. A couple of days go by and a couple of the Lunas, both Milos and an Asher are sent home into quarantine. Then teacher tells the rest that Levi, well he won't be coming back. Levi got the plague, went to hospital and, sadly, he didn't make it.
So now, even at a grade 3 level, you look around and wonder what in Hell you got yourself into? Are the other kids coming back? Who'll be next? Why did your mom and dad let this happen to you?
Here's another scenario, Levi gets Covid but, like most kids, bounces back only his mom and grandpa weren't so lucky. They got it from Levi. Mom's on a ventilator in ICU. Grandpa is pushing up daisies. Levi knows all too well that he brought the virus into their home. He passed it along to mother and grandfather. He might have some guilt issues, the deep-seated, embedded kind that no grade 3 kid should ever have to deal with. Guilt feelings that few adults could handle.
So, before we herd our kids back into these classrooms, what's the plan? What do we do for Levi? Do we call in Mr. Johnson, the in-house grief counsellor/supply teacher? Do we move Levi to another school so he won't be an unwanted reminder to his former classmates? What do we do for Levi's former classmates? Do we send them to Mr. Johnson for a quick cheer-up? Do we send them home for the remainder of the term? Do we redecorate the classroom - paint it a brighter, happier colour maybe, a few new lights?
There must be a plan. What is it?