Icame back to Wuhan on January 10th and within these two months a lot of thingshappened and now I could finally sit down and talk about it.
I watched my Dad close the door. It was a really cold night in dead silence and Iwas all alone at home. My parents left because they had been running fever forseveral days and they were showing other symptoms of COVID-19. It was January31st, the 7th day of Wuhan lockdown.
I was born and bred in Wuhan for 18 years before I moved to Beijing two years agoto study at Tsinghua University. Wuhan is a lovely city where people lead avibrant life. In Beijing, I would always crave for the Hot Dry Noodles backhome, Re Gan Mian and really loud conversations in Wuhan dialect popping up on the street.
Butwhen I stood at home on the 31st of January, all that was gone. Before I arrived home for the Spring Festival, my parents and I had talked about making sure that we took a really good family photo during the Spring Festival holiday.
Thevirus we now know as COVID-19 is somehow fearsome partly because it does notdiscriminate in choosing who it infects. But that is only partly true. All the evidence suggest that it can be merciless to older people, so I was wondering whether my parents would make it and whether we would ever take photos.
Whenthey left home I cried the whole night and I hardly got any sleep before I knewthat they had settled down in the hospital. This was the first time in my lifethat I was all alone.
Butdon't get me wrong: I can be really independent. I can cook, I can do thelaundry, and of course like any young Chinese people, I can buy things online. ButI had no idea how to live without my caring parents.
Ontheir second day away my parents called and asked me how I was. We talked usingFaceTime, and the moment I saw mom lying there with an oxygen mask and my dadcould not talk without breathing heavily, I realized that I had to live on my own.多年来,我父母支撑起来的这个家现在落到了我肩上。我只能照顾好自己,不要让他们治疗的时候为我担心。 这也是我第一次意识到自己有多爱他们。 这段时间以来,我发现有好多人跟我有类似的经历。
Theresponsibility for our family that lain on my parents' shoulders for years hadnow passed onto mine. The only thing I could do is to take care of myself andmake sure they wouldn't worry about me when they were having treatment. Andthis is also the first time that I realized how much I love them. Over days andweeks I discovered there are many others who had experiences similar to mine.
Abouttwo weeks after my parents went into hospital, I came across a fever and I hadto go into quarantine and be put under medical observations for 14 days. Fortunately, my illness turned out to be due to a bacterial infections but not COVID-19.
Not surprisingly, those under quarantine were extremely anxious. On the day I andsome other patients arrived, some of us felt extremely uneasy about being totally isolated and began to wonder whether this was where we would die.
Everything was hectic, there seemed to be a shortage of medical staff and materials were in short supply. Even though the doctors and nurses were covered from head to toe, I could see how tired they were when I looked into their bloodshot eyes.
Theywould work a whole day preparing for new patients and seemed incrediblyapologetic for not having everything that was needed. Most of the patients were really understanding, but of course there were those who were not, and complained loudly, but all the doctors and nurses tried their best to deal withit in a calming way.
And they are all from other cities like Shanghai and Guangzhou, and some of them are just three or four years older than me.
Onething I would not forget is that one day apart from our lunch set, we had Hot Dry Noodles. I was extremely happy when I saw the Hot Dry Noodles. Because for Wuhan people, Hot Dry Noodles was an indispensable part of our daily life. Butafter the lockdown, we were not able to buy any and we missed it so much.
ThenI knew that it was a volunteer from Shenzhen who happened to know that we all loved Hot Dry Noodles and prepared that for us. He hoped that this would makeus feel at home. I'm sure that all these medical workers were exhausted, and I'm sure they must have been afraid of being infected, but they did not show it.
Whenthe quarantine was over, every patient effusively thanked the workers for what they had done, but the answer they received was exactly the same: "That's what we're here for."
Chinesehave always demonstrated a strong sense of unity in the face of challenges. I'ma real Generation Zgirl who was born in 2000. At the age of three, I could sing the national anthem and first encountered the word Wan Zhong Yi Xin, which in at least one translation is rendered as "millions of hearts with one mind".
At the age of 8 I first learned the meaning of "Yi Fang You Nan, Ba Fang ZhiYuan", referring to helps from all directions, when I saw people triedtheir best to save others' lives in Wenchuan earthquake.但直到现在,我20岁了,才真的理解了这些词的含义。中国人民齐心协力对抗新冠,全国各地的医护人员纷纷驰援武汉。各个城市也都支援物资、食品。最重要的是,几亿人待在家里,避免病毒扩散。
It'sonly now, at the age of 20, that I fully appreciate what those words mean. Chinese people have all stood up as one to fight COVID-19. Medical workers from allover the country descended on Wuhan to save others' lives. Resources including food are sent to the city from all over China. And, most importantly, hundreds of millions of people stayed at home to prevent the virus from spreading.
Iam so proud that people in my country have all joined in this collective effort. It's natural to fear illness, death, and uncertainty, and it's alsonatural to feel compassion when we see others suffering.
It is the love towards the others that turns the most timid of souls intostrongest warriors, ready to bear the toughest responsibilities and even at risk to their lives to save others. In this fight against COVID-19, I saw this love shining in medical people, volunteers, restaurant owners, bus drivers, and countless others.
Whatwe are living through now is undoubtedly horrible, with a pandemic the likes of which hasn't been seen in more than 100 years. But I still choose to be optimistic. Because I see Wan Zhong Yi Xin around the world that people are working together to try to help others and with them I think we can lookforward to the day that COVID-19 is finally defeated.
NowI have begun to enjoy sitting in front of my desk, taking courses online withmy dearest friends and teachers and I'm overjoyed to see the number of infected people finally fall.
Springis here. Mom and dad are finally home and are fully recovered. The home of ours is a lot warmer now. And we still have a family photo that we have to take.
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