The Class the World Will Never Forget

The following is a letter I wrote to my fellow graduates of the class of 2020. It was published in my high school yearbook.

To my Fellow Graduates,

Hello, I am writing this to you from day 29 in quarantine. I am sitting in the same chair, in the same room, in the same house that I have not left for the past 29 days. But by the time you’re reading this, life may slowly have become normal again.

You know, it’s kind of crazy to think we’re living in such an important time of history. By now, we all know of the coronavirus (COVID-19) pandemic and how it has uprooted our daily lives. It sent us from school and jobs, and forced us to stay home. It is almost as if we are forced to live out one of those terrible dystopian movies popular in elementary school. But this time there aren’t any cute characters and suspenseful plot twists, just cold, harsh reality.

The past few weeks I have been asking myself one question: Why us? Why now, at this moment, did the universe decide to bless us with this mess? At first, I was angry. After school was cancelled, I cried and yelled at the universe for taking away my senior year. Prom, graduation, my very last season of track, and so much more were all gone in a POOF… almost as if they never existed at all. It felt as though the universe was mocking me, “Oh you want your fun senior year? Well then you better come get it!” And after many more periods of crying and yelling, I began to ask myself why us? The truth is, this could’ve happened to any group of students, and any population at any given year. But it happened to us. We all had everything to gain, but yet had everything to lose. The more I thought about it, the more I was thankful that this did happen to us. No group of students, past, present, and future, deserve to have their year upended like this. But I know the class of 2020 is strong, and we will forever be linked together by this event. No other class can relate and say that this happened to them. No other class will ever have or know the resilience of the class of 2020. We’re stronger, that’s why this happened. There’s nothing we can do to change what has happened in the past, we can only choose to move forward. Let this be a reminder to cherish everything in life, no matter how small. Most importantly, let this be a reminder to place unity and kindness above ignorance. If we can get through this, as a class, as a community, and as a nation, who knows what we will be able to accomplish in the future?

I know we may not have had our picture-perfect prom, ideal graduation, and fairytale ending to our senior year, but I do know one thing: the future is all but bright for the class of 2020. No one will ever forget our class, not because of these events, but because of our strength. I mean, come on, we’re already going down in the history books!