Coronized

I don’t claim to have coined the term, nor am I sure, from the top of my 4 years of age, if it qualifies as a neologism. There’s also nothing to do with monarchy. The title is quite clearly about this so called coronavirus which has been so heavily affecting my routine. It’s been exactly 4 weeks since we got the news that the kindergarten was shutting down for 12 days, and then for indeterminate time. Honestly, I celebrated hearing this back then, but now I do kinda miss all my friends in my group. Mom and dad never seemed to be so very excited about having me home 24/7, go figure why. The University where mom works also announced they’d be closing down, and dad only had a couple more batches of bread to bake until he also decided it was time to stay home. It’s been like that all over Romania since the first cases showed up in the country. In the beginning we would still take long walks by the river, where we often met friends like Rada and Dima, but it didn’t take too long until things got stricter and stricter. Now it’s been at leats 2 weeks between these walls with my folks; very little contact to the outside world.

No safety distance back then
Tidying the place up before some serious confinement
Also the balcony, our closest contact to the outside
No reason to let go on the looks

It was on the 24th of March that the Romanian government decided to intensify the prevention measures making social contact and movement passive of fine, with a few exceptions: Mom and dad could still take turns into their daily physical activities; grocery shopping and walking your pets are also still reasons for which you can be on the streets. The law is, however, a bit cloudy when it comes to ‘walking your kid’. I need nonetheless my fresh air and physical activity, so we do go out daily, avoiding the playgrounds, of course, but getting creative with things you can play with by the Someș. And you shouldn’t expect our lives turned into bedlam just ’cause there’s no more kindergarten or work. We have established a very strict isolation routine for ourselves.

We wake up around 10am, no alarm needed; there’s 2 hours of leisure and/or some cards until breakfast-call ’round noon
Then some time outside, an eye always vigilant for cops trying to score some fines
Then an afternoon snack
After dinner there is a daily movie session and my daily dilemma: Peter Pan or Monster House?

*This is my first English entry. Just so some of the people my parents and I meet around the world who are not familiar with German or Portuguese can also check what I’ve been up to. Hope you appreciate it.

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