{"id":11644,"date":"2020-07-26T22:32:49","date_gmt":"2020-07-26T21:32:49","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.themanchesterreview.co.uk\/?p=11644"},"modified":"2020-07-30T15:11:19","modified_gmt":"2020-07-30T14:11:19","slug":"chaos-rides-our-lives-by-fatimah-naser","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.themanchesterreview.co.uk\/?p=11644","title":{"rendered":"<em>Chaos Rides Our Lives<\/em> by Fatimah Naser"},"content":{"rendered":"<p align=\"JUSTIFY\"><strong>Year 11 Whalley Range<\/strong><\/p>\n<p class=\"western\" align=\"JUSTIFY\"><span style=\"font-family: Georgia, serif;\"><span style=\"font-size: medium;\">Chaos rides our lives.<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<p class=\"western\" align=\"JUSTIFY\"><span style=\"font-family: Georgia, serif;\"><span style=\"font-size: medium;\">Schools, hotels, flights, airports, public gatherings all cancelled. I don\u2019t know what to call this: strike 2 of the plague, a chapter from a dystopian novel, a scene from a grotesque horror movie- no words can truly exhibit the bewilderment that\u2019s driving everyone\u2019s minds towards madness.<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<p class=\"western\" align=\"JUSTIFY\"><span style=\"font-family: Georgia, serif;\"><span style=\"font-size: medium;\">Everything was fine yesterday. We were in school, carrying out our tedious daily routine, we got back home, finished our homework and were ready to do it all again tomorrow. Until this happened\u2026<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<p class=\"western\" align=\"JUSTIFY\">\u201c<span style=\"font-family: Georgia, serif;\"><span style=\"font-size: medium;\">Breaking news: Europe is at the epicentre of the world pandemic.\u201d At first, this all seemed like an outbreak of a disease that was going to last a week or so and die out; everyone anticipated the media was exaggerating everything as it usually does. Day one passed and the only conversation I have ever heard today was this new \u201ccorona\u201d mess- everyone forgot about: the protests in Iraq, the Australian wildfires, the millions of innocent children dying of famine in Yemen, the Chinese camps- it was all abandoned. <\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<p class=\"western\" align=\"JUSTIFY\"><span style=\"font-family: Georgia, serif;\"><span style=\"font-size: medium;\">Week one passed; people were beginning to avoid anyone that coughs or sneezes, to minimise their risk of inhaling the deadly virus lurking on every particle. Hanging out with friends became less common; there was a perpetual motion in and out of shops as people swept the shelves clear of items, in fear of a food shortage. One month had passed, the world flipped upside down as everyone was forced into lockdown mode- no more school, no more work, the only thing anyone could do was stay at home.<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<p class=\"western\" align=\"JUSTIFY\"><span style=\"font-family: Georgia, serif;\"><span style=\"font-size: medium;\">Businesses were closed down- not only did the economy suffer from this immensely but this had massive impacts on people\u2019s lives, and the alterations that were made may never be able to be restored. Despite the 21<\/span><\/span><sup><span style=\"font-family: Georgia, serif;\"><span style=\"font-size: medium;\">st<\/span><\/span><\/sup><span style=\"font-family: Georgia, serif;\"><span style=\"font-size: medium;\"> century having the biggest reputation for its technological advancements, and improvements to the efficiency of society in general, corona virus sure was successful in preventing us from continuing the technological revolution. Famous tech companies have been shut down and the internet is only getting slower as more people are beginning to use it as a cure for their boredom.<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<p class=\"western\" align=\"JUSTIFY\"><span style=\"font-family: Georgia, serif;\"><span style=\"font-size: medium;\">Looking back at New Year\u2019s Day of 2020, all the smiling faces and creative celebrations, as we stepped foot into the new decade, struck my memories. Restaurants were filled, music was blasted, fireworks were lit and the streets continued to pour with people, joy and laughter. Little did we know we were in for bigger surprises.<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<p class=\"western\" align=\"JUSTIFY\"><span style=\"font-family: Georgia, serif;\"><span style=\"font-size: medium;\">Throughout this century, scientists and engineers have been working laboriously to create an indestructible body: an efficient system that continues over many generations, a system that meets our desires yet establishes a healthier relationship with our world of nature, simultaneously. Our skeleton was our transportation system of roads and railways, which enabled us to move and our nervous system was the internet, which allowed to connect. Albeit this body was fragmented into pieces by a miniscule pathogen (which can\u2019t even be classified as living). STEM project plans have been put on hold and corona virus manages to win again as it unfortunately attacks a substantial proportion of the population\u2019s bodies with its toxic, crown like antigens.<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<p class=\"western\" align=\"JUSTIFY\"><span style=\"font-family: Georgia, serif;\"><span style=\"font-size: medium;\">Everyday feels like a tedious scene from a movie on repeat, every day is the same, there\u2019s nothing new anymore yet we never know what\u2019s coming. Some have used this to their advantage; with all the extra time on their hands, they have made the time enjoyable by picking up a new hobby, facetiming friends and spending more time with family- surprisingly these tasks would all improve social skills despite social distancing measures. When we (eventually) get out of quarantine we would be witnessing the tremendous transformations of everyone\u2019s personalities as they pursue new passions and interests. Hopefully, it\u2019ll be a world of friendly people, who are grateful for everything around them and appreciate the freedom they are given. Or maybe that\u2019s just wishful thinking. Maybe we would just return to the world of corruption since the economy has been one of the factors that have been devastated by the outbreak.<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<p class=\"western\" align=\"JUSTIFY\"><span style=\"font-family: Georgia, serif;\"><span style=\"font-size: medium;\">Sitting on the couch all day and binge watching TV hasn\u2019t cured my extreme boredom but it gives me a lot to think about; the adverts on: water aid, orphanages and animal care has certainly made me appreciate the simple things in life. During our time at home, we are unable to see the bigger picture- the furthest view we can imagine now is our garden- gratitude is one of the most prominent factor to everyone\u2019s lives at this time, especially. It\u2019s almost as if our expeditious lives were purposely stopped to give us this time of reflection; to make us picture the lives of the vulnerable, poor and needy, in order to end a world of inequality.<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<p class=\"western\" align=\"JUSTIFY\"><span style=\"font-family: Georgia, serif;\"><span style=\"font-size: medium;\">On a normal day, I would be writing to escape from reality- I would use my words to allow optimistic thoughts to flow into me again. From this drastic change of writing style, I have convinced myself that the world I know today is not the same as what it used to be. Most importantly, however, is the fact that I haven\u2019t lost hope. If the world perpetuates with its unpredictable events, I know that everyone can only change for the better because now, people are longing to go back to their \u2018normal\u2019 lives, the things that they used to dread. Perhaps this may lead to a more productive and passionate workforce, that\u2019s ready to work, regardless of the circumstances. <\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<p class=\"western\" align=\"JUSTIFY\"><span style=\"font-family: Georgia, serif;\"><span style=\"font-size: medium;\">No one knows when and if our \u2018normal\u2019 lives will become a reality again. Despite this, we must refuse to let corona conquer our world. We must work together (not physically- obviously) to bring an end to it and start a new chapter at 2021.<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Year 11 Whalley Range Chaos rides our lives. Schools, hotels, flights, airports, public gatherings all cancelled. I don\u2019t know what to call this: strike 2 of the plague, a chapter from a dystopian novel, a scene from a grotesque horror movie- no words can truly exhibit the bewilderment that\u2019s driving everyone\u2019s minds towards madness. 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