"Dwell on the beauty of life. Watch the stars, and see yourself running with them."
March 17, 2020
Dear Diary,
Strange things happening this morning. Daddy went to the supermarket and came back Apocalypse Daddy, quoting funny old men from Greece and Rome. Storks, or something.
At school last week my teacher said school closing because of microbes. I don’t know what microbes is really, I know they need cleaning. At school they clean everything.
Daddy come back from supermarket with lots of glass bottles. I think he is cleaning. Mommy says the microbes are like little naughty boys, I can understand that, Matthew at school is very naughty and goes on red naughty chair all day. I think he is microbe.
As no school we have school at home. Daddy says he will be my teacher now, I don’t think he really understands nearly four-year-olds. Or microbes. I heard my old teacher say no one understands microbe.
Today me and Daddy looked at a world map. I know lots of cities al- ready. Tokyo, Peru, Austlazia, Frozen, that’s my favourite place. Daddy asks me where places are then I point to them. It’s a funny game. He likes more than me.
Then we watch Netflix and when underwater man speaks about coral bleaching Daddy turns it down. I don’t like how bigs thinks smalls don’t understand things like coral bleaching.
Pasta for dinner.
18th March.
Dear Diary,
Sunny this morning. Daddy said we have to start every day with a happy journal which is funny because I am happy about everything, I think Mommy and Daddy don’t have same understanding of universe. School is still closed.
We used to have radio on in morning but that has stopped, only music now. This is great as I listen to Frozen every morning. When I do Daddy has big vein in side of his head. Same when him and Mommy speak of the microbe. I had many ideas for happy in me, but I run and scream and dance around, which makes me happy.
We did some art and then went to skateboard. I’m falling over a lot and hurt and bleed my knees and arm and elbow. I have big plastic thing on my head so not hurt my brain. Daddy says the hurting is good as it means I am getting better at skateboarding and getting back up and it is important to get back up because it builds resilience. I don’t know what resilience is, so I just get back up.
I asked him if microbes get back up and he said no. I think tomorrow we can skateboard in the house.
Pasta for dinner.
19th March.
Dear Diary,
Sunny again. I like sun. It’s a star, not like Venus, that’s a planet. Yes- yesterday Daddy said Pluto a planet but today he said it isn’t. But sun is a star.
Daddy tells me a stoic quote then we make a lot of Lego and I hide it in places so Mommy and Daddy stand on when they are not thinking to stand on it. This is funny but I think they not funny so I have to laugh in my head.
I clean my hands a lot today. And yesterday. I think because of the microbes. I don’t like the microbes. But I like I stay home all the time. Can I like and not like the microbes at the same time?
Daddy said this was like Schrödinger’s cat. The cat is in the box and not in the box and it depends if I am looking in the box. Schrödinger’s cat is both in the box and not in the box. I don’t know if he is right but I said what about next door’s cat. Daddy said it wasn’t in a box. I asked if the microbe was in a box like Schrödinger’s cat. Daddy left the room.
We do spelling and run in garden and do sprint drills. We painted the wall and the sofa and the fridge and the oven and the floor. Things are not easy, not difficult.
Pasta for dinner.
20th March.
Dear Diary,
Today was my favourite day. After running morning exercise we listen to music all day. I think Daddy is very old because he listen to a lot of music I don’t know with funny sounds and songs.
I like Frank Zappa when he sings frozen and I like Frozen when it sings frozen. Let it go, let it go, can’t take it back any more. I ask Mommy and Daddy for this all the time.
I names some instruments of music. I know them as we listen to music all the time. Guitar, violin, piano. Mommy plays piano better than phone. Music comes from the phone. Daddy says it used to come from different places and they buy a big strange machine which play big black circles. It’s scary but Daddy says it’s like Schrödinger’s cat and when it’s not there it’s not there but somewhere else. In a box.
Daddy is obsessed with that bloody cat.
Frozen comes from the phone. Then we listen to old dad music again. I like the jazz. Jazz music is dance music and Mommy music is nice too sometimes. But Daddy music sounds like it is old old old. I like Slayer though. And Van Halen. Didn’t see the microbe today.
Pasta for dinner.
21st March.
Dear Diary,
Today was my favourite day again. I don’t remember school much. I don’t think I will go back. I saw a lady wearing a mask. She looked like a bird.
So many animals in the garden today. Birds and bats and spiders.
I think maybe wolf but Daddy says wolf not live here. I don’t know where wolf live. They are in every book I think they live everywhere. Bigs aren’t scared of wolf, just microbe. But you can’t see microbe and you can see wolf and it has big teeth. Maybe wolf is in box like Schrödinger’s cat and microbe.
Fun on the bike today. Like skateboard I’m falling off a lot. But after bleeding and crying I get back up. When I cycle on my own first time my Mommy cry and my Daddy look like he want to cry. I say Daddy you can cry if you want. I don’t know if he did. Bigs always crying when us Littles ride bikes first time. School is funny.
Pasta for dinner.
23rd March.
Dear Diary,
It’s too beautiful in the garden. We run with no shoes, bare foot. Not like bear foot. Microbe is making plants and bees grow. Today we learn English. I am half English Daddy says.
Lots of expressions with animals in. I wonder if more animals more things to learn. I asked Daddy why not Schrödinger’s dog or bee or mouse. He didn’t know. No news on the microbe today.
Pasta for dinner.
23rd March.
Dear Diary,
I miss school some. I miss my friends and my granny and the park. They closed the park. That’s not fair. Daddy says everyone miss something or someone.
I want to see the beach, I never go to the beach. I think microbe’s fault. I don’t like microbe, it like poo, but at least poo is funny and you can joke and call people poo face and things. This isn’t even funny. Like Daddy joke.
Pasta for dinner.
25th March.
Dear Diary,
My favourite day again. The new school is better than old school. But still more like birthday than school. We spoke about dow and footsy and why Daddy has hair on his face and Mommy doesn’t. Daddy needs a hair cut. Mommy says we can cut it soon. Daddy didn’t look very impressed at that. I say Daddy I cut paper I cut your hair. He look like bear. But not like panda.
Wow, we watched giant panda on the wall on TV screen. It was in a zoo and eating bamboo but it also ate a carrot and did a pig poo on the screen. Which is what I said yesterday, at least poo is funny. Pandas live in China. Other bears in Canada. Canada is big, big, big. Microbe is small, small, small.
Pasta for dinner.
26th March.
Dear Diary,
Sunny today. I think the microbe makes good weather. Daddy says this is just the universe laughing at us and something about sod’s law and Murphy law. I think that is mean, it’s just a high pressure system that has stalled off the Atlantic coast being fuelled by hot air from the Sahara. I tried to tell Daddy this but he was doing yoga on computer in his pants.
I do yoga with Mommy and French lady on computer. Yoga is like English expressions, everything is like a dog or a cat or a fish or a bear or frog or a cow. Upward cow, downward goose, sideways glances.
It’s very easy, Bigs have trouble bending their legs and arms and back, Littles like me can just fold in half like foldaway chair. When Apocalypse Mommy does yoga sometimes she trumps. That makes me laugh, but not Mommy, Daddy laughs sometimes too. Trump is so funny.
Man on computer called Trump too. He’s a strange colour and I don’t easily follow what he says. Daddy says nobody does but I say then why is he on the computer and Daddy says that is a good question that we should have asked years ago.
Later we play chess, I let Daddy win one game so he doesn’t feel so bad, then we have granny and uncle and friends on great big screen on the wall. Sometimes they go all fuzzy and freeze and sound like they are in tunnel or wind farm but it is still good. Again they make animal noises. I laugh. No sign of the microbes today.
Pasta for dinner.
27th March.
Dear Diary,
Today is so funny. Daddy makes us sit on the floor and close our eyes and sit still. He thinks I can sit still. Like I said, I don’t think he understands three-year olds.
He washes his hands a lot, I think though maybe he understand microbe. Still is enlightenment and closing eyes is like Buddha, but I’m not sure I know who Buddha is. I know we didn’t do medication in old school.
Sometimes we sit and draw and paint and count. I like painting, I don’t need meditation. I don’t know past and what happens tomorrow is like today. Like all the time. I think Buddha needs to stop thinking and do more playing and drawing.
Again we do yoga, Mommy not trump today. We did dolphin, dolphin live in the sea, one day I’m going to the sea when this is over. Daddy say you never see a bored dolphin. I say what is bored, he said the meditation is working, that is mindfulness, I tell Daddy he is full of –
Pasta for dinner.
27th March
Dear Diary,
I forget say last night we go outside and clap and cheer. Lots of people doing the same, clapping and cheering. I ask Mommy why and she says it’s to say thank you to nurses and doctors. This must be for the microbe. I hope microbe goes away soon so I can go to the park and play on the slide.
Computer say microbe can last on slide for three days. I say that’s impossible, I can only stay on slide one time. Garden day today. We do running and jumping and play. There is a lot of bees and birds and bugs and butterflies all around. I don’t like wasps. Daddy says bees are important, that they pollinate flowers. I don’t understand this but I like bees. After this we play silly word game. Spelling is for Bigs. I know words but not the letters. I guess that is why I go to school.
Pasta for dinner.
29th March.
Dear Diary,
Sunny today. Today school was about history. I don’t really understand history. I like stories though. And Daddy explained history is stories about things which happened a log time ago. I say like old school? and Daddy say yes, if you like, but also things which happened before I was existing. This is really funny because I am always existing. I say Daddy, I’m always here. He says yes, especially at the moment. I say what was before me and Daddy says he doesn’t remember so I say then how can you have a history before me and he says, have you heard of the pyramids and I say of course and show him on the world map. We then talk about hanging gardens and lighthouses and mommies which were mommy but not Mommy like my Mommy and dinosaurs. I love dinosaurs. They should have yoga dinosaur positions. I would like to do upward Tyrannosaur and downward diplodocus.
Pasta for dinner.