I went into quarantine for two weeks straight. Everyday for two weeks I did the same thing. I ate soup, drunk tea, took medicine, and slept. It was very nerve-racking to be in my room all day. Every once in a while, I would go outside to catch a breath of fresh air, but even that got tiring. I had no fun at all being sick with COVID-19. I never realized how much a person needs human contact until then.
Today in Mr.Rease’s American Literature class, I did a bell ringer. In the bell ringer we were asked to define a somebody, a nobody, and who am I. We learned about the poet Emily Dickinson. She was born 1830 and later died 1886 only for her poems to be released after she passed. We read her poem “I’m Nobody! Who Are You?”. Where she explains you’re an outcast for being a nobody, and broadcasted for being a somebody. It gave me more of a perspective mostly about myself. I can make a connection like how I dress for me, but also dress so I don’t get laughed at. I really like the 2 poems we analyzed together so far and can’t wait to do more.
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