I had made the decision to keep my young person off school for the last few days. Rumours were spreading and I was not getting up to date information from the school or local government. I needed to keep her safe until we knew what was happening.
Schools then closed.
The following information shocked me – I was expected to home school for a minimum of 5hrs a day. As if that was going to happen. I felt like a lamb to slaughter. Once the initial panic settled we drew up a plan. This had to be a time for unity. Lockdown had no space for battles. We aimed to complete 2 -3 hrs of schooling, concentrating on English and Maths. If this became too difficult we would reassess. We put in place rewards and explained everything as honestly as possible to the young person.
The majority of the time has been great. When was the last time we were forced to take a break? Even when taking time off work, I filled the weeks with jobs. Never relaxing. The young person has been achieving her goals. Her handwriting has improved hugely – I have had the time to teach her how to hold a pen correctly. Her reading, 2yrs ago she couldn’t read, we are nearing the end of Harry Potter – in such a small space of time. She is flying with maths, Carol Vorderman really knows how to explain in a way that kids understand. We have walked miles! Seen more of the village in 8wks than the previous 6yrs.
We have baked, crafted, and clapped in the street every week. We have researched local history and learned, metres away from our home was a POW camp.
This then led us to the local graveyard.
We read the headstones and guessed who their relatives could be.
Three wks later, I drove to the farm shop. I felt like a criminal. Everyone looked at me suspiciously, as I did them. It wasn’t a nice feeling. The drive there felt complicated, had I forgotten how to drive? Which route to take?
I collected my order and left quickly.
No friendly chat, just a reminder to stay safe.
At home I washed and changed my clothes immediately. I told my partner I was not leaving the house again until this was all over…
Once I had come to my senses I knew I had to get a grip. If I let this panic overcome me what would happen? We turned off the radio and TV, only listening to the factual news early evening.
We still don’t 100% know what will happen but I am confident in saying that we are using this time wisely.
This is the longest time we have spent confined together as a family. The structure we have in place has made the timeless demanding. Joe Wicks was my hero, not only is he good looking but he tired the kids out before 10am. As I write this on my throbbing coccyx (I fell in the forest) I am being reminded that we haven’t gone running yet!! (It’s surprising how quickly you can go off people Joe!)
I think we will all face disappointment this year, we certainly have! No west end show, no holidays abroad, no camping and missed concerts & events – But we must all remember we are surrounded by people who are there to help and support us. Calon Cymru is a family. This week I have spoken to 4 members of the team. I have cried, laughed and moaned with them. They make a very hard job a little bit easier, just by being there. Thankyou Calon Cymru.
*Foster Carer and Young persons name change for privacy reasons.