Sylvia Leppik, Class of 2022

It’s day 63 of quarantine, and I’m fine. I assure you.

I’ve been taking almost daily walks around the neighborhood wearing my three foot tall stilts, bringing joy to children and scaring dogs. A few days ago, three teenage boys gave me the most putrid of stink eyes, so next time I want to walk around the rich part of the neighborhood and embarrass more teenagers by association. My grandma came to live with us for a while, but she left for Iowa a few weeks ago. Two days ago, I got in a car for the first time in almost a month; my mom and I picked up paints from Michaels via curbside pickup. I haven’t seen many of my friends in person since lockdown started, but we talk on Discord every night.

As the death toll mounts in places like New York, I’m just glad my family are all healthy. I’m extremely lucky that no one I know has been badly affected, and I can only hope that things stay that way. My grandparents are all fine, and we have enough toilet paper. Although, it is only May: honestly, I’m a little scared about what else 2020 has to throw at us.

(Visiting my youngest cousin, who can also be seen in the photo above.)

Submitted May 25, 2020.