UNIT 5 FENG SHUI: ANCIENT WISDOM TRAVELS WEST

UNIT 5 - FENG SHUI: ANCIENT WISDOM TRAVELS WEST

EXERCISE I- WRITE A STORY USING THE SPOKEN DISCOURSE CONNECTORS.

MY DAYS ON QUARANTINE

     It was the afternoon of a sunny Monday, I remember like now, March 16th, it was my birthday. The day before, Sunday, my husband and I were talking about the possible course our country was going to take in a while. As a result,  I was worried because the next day I had classes in Sto Dgo (British and American Literature) and I was not sure if I was going to travel there knowing about the risks I could take on the way.

     Monday morning, I woke up worried and stressed, waiting for the decision of the authorities of the university. What a relief! - I said, when the Rector, Emma Polanco, said that classes were suspended indefinitely. On top of that, one day later, the President Danilo Medina, declared the country in emergency state.

     The next week, I felt I was becoming crazy at home, missing classes and my social life. I was looking forward visiting my mother, father, and brother and hug them tightly. In addition, I spent some days alone at home because my husband was working. Loneliness is not so good at some point.

     On the other hand, on March 19^th, three days after my birthday, someone called me. I was sleeping, thus I didn´t hear the phone call. An hour later, my brother called me crying desperately, so I was totally in suspense. As a result, I thought that something terrible was happening. Indeed, with broken voice he told me that my grandmother had passed away. Actually, I didn´t know how to receive this news. One is never prepared for these stuffs. I didn´t know what to say. I was wordless.

      The most difficult thing was that I couldn´t go out. I was avoiding not to be with many people because of the virus. Plus, it was very hard because I couldn´t be there with my mother and my family suffering together my grandmother´s death. I felt guilty. My mother was devastated, her mother had died in front of her, and she felt powerless. However, the next day, Friday, I went to the wake. I had promised not to hug anybody, but when I arrived my mother and aunts started crying disconsolately and that broke my heart.

     Have been three months and seven days since that, and our lives have changed. We miss her a lot but we have been grateful because she had been with us for 87 years and I think that was her time to leave, as we later will do too.

     Definitely, during the last three months I have learned how important physical contact is. I have understood that life is built by little moments that later become into memories. There are no tomorrows, today is the day. How many things I want to do now that I could do before all this? If I imagined this, I would have visited more some of my friends and relatives and worried less about time. Now time is more than enough, there is no hurry, no stress. It seems that life is simpler than we thought, it just needs to be enjoyed and lived without any kind of  complications.

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