My eldest is struggling with this year so I asked her to write about it and this is what came out. I asked if I could share it because her passion comes through so strongly.

I hope it helps other kids and parents.

This year I have been very mad at covid. I have not been able to see a lot of my friends, everyone is wearing masks and when you go into public without one people will look at you weird. I’m just a kid. I want to play and have fun and go to the library so I can read.

But the library has closed “temporarily,” and so has my life.

I have not been able to see most of my friends in nearly nine months. I saw them on my birthday in February. None of us knew what would happen. It was the last time we could really have fun and act like children.

I hate covid and wish that it had never been made. It has ruined everything.

The worst part is that the library is “temporarily” closed. The library just re-opened. It was closed for over six months! Does that seem fair to children who love to read?

I hate it when the library closes and I wish that I could sit in it and read the whole time that it is closed. I could live off of the drinking fountain and eat from the vending machine. I would just stay at the library and read.

My love of books is awfully simple; I get a thirst for knowledge and read. The more that I read, the more I question, the more I question, the bigger my thirst for knowledge because I want to know even more. That thirst makes me want to go and get more books.

For me, going to the library is like going to the candy store is to other children. I find more and more books until, I want to bring the whole Library back to my home. Other children want more and more candy but I just want to read.

I just want to library to open back up so I can read more.