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 class we were asked what was the most important moment in Black History. I wrote about the Harlem Renascence, so when I seen a poem by Langston Hughs I got excited because I kind of called the lesson. We broke down his Poem “The Negro Speaks of Rivers”. This Poem was a little easier to break down saying there weren’t as many complex words. I had an pretty simple time in class.
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