We are so proud to publish 14 year old, Sofia Oliveira P.’s work, a Brazilian girl who is learning so much English with us and improving not just her speaking and listening skills, but has just recently completed our 6 week, English Through Narrative Writing, course. Check out her incredible, 1200 word, story below!
It was Friday. I was celebrating my birthday on a huge boat. I was with my family and about ten friends. I could see my friends dancing and swimming in the big, blue ocean. I heard the music playing and the waves were splashing softly against the boat. After a while, I saw my mother coming towards me with a strangely happy face. What was going on with my mom, I thought to myself. “There’s no school on Monday!”, she shouted. At first, I was very confused, and then my mom told me that I didn’t have school because of Coronavirus. I ran to the speaker and turned it off. They looked at me in a very confused way. “Sofia, what the hell are you doing?!”, they asked. “Can I have everyone’s attention please? – I have the pleasure of announcing that… from this Monday onward, we won’t have any school!!!” We were all very happy. I was already imagining the next few weeks. Me and my friends going to the beach, eating ice cream, buying popcorn to go to the movie theater, have sleepovers and go shopping with my best friends without the boys of course, they hate shopping.
The next morning, Paula and I went to the beach to meet the gang. Suddenly, we got a text from our friends saying they couldn’t go. “Why?”I asked them really angry, confused and upset. “Turn on the TV.” the text said. I turned it on and there it was, in all newspapers and reports. The reporter announced “We are starting quarantine now because of a new virus called COVID-19”. I was bewildered and dumb struck at the same time. At least I had Paula. Just then, I had an idea. MOM! I screamed around the house while I was looking for her. “Can me and Paula go to the beach, just to say goodbye? Pleeease?” I begged her. “Sure. Me, your father and your brother will go too. We also need a last day at the beach”. We were all very excited. We went to the beach. When we arrived, my father and my brother went straight to the sea to surf, my mother talked to her friends and me and Paula went swimming. When the sun was going away, Paula’s parents were in the sidewalk waiting for her, and that was the moment when I knew I wouldn’t see her for a long time. That thought made me devastated. We hugged each other and said goodbye. For several days, I didn’t leave my bedroom. I was always trapped in between the close, pink walls, in my dark room, cut off from any physical contact with my friends and the world. I missed all my friends. I still could talk to them over the phone, but it wasn’t the same thing