During COVID-19, in March 2020 to be exact, my children and I embarked on an unusual journey. It wasn’t like any of our usual trips, so I asked some friends to help us pray for a safe flight. The plane took off at 9 a.m. and landed at 2 p.m. Normally, we would travel on public planes with many passengers, but during that time, we were not allowed to. Instead, we traveled in our own private space so we wouldn’t have to mingle with anyone. In fact, the crew members were just the three of us. And to clear the air, we didn’t choose that mode out of pride, but out of obedience. We had to follow the law because COVID-19 seemed to gain strength when too many people gathered closely together.
While traveling with only those I knew—my children—there were some dull moments. We love each other dearly, but somehow, we still experienced ‘boregasm,’ that feeling caused by boredom. Despite that, we stayed together as a family; we didn’t want to risk being attacked by COVID-19. It was also a rare adventure because we had to fly the plane ourselves, even though we aren’t pilots. However, we didn’t need to worry too much because we had only traveled to a ‘Virtual School.’ Due to the pandemic, schools had closed, and face-to-face interaction was placed on hold. As a teacher, I continued teaching online, and as students, my boys logged in to their virtual classes on Microsoft Teams. So, the only journey we had embarked on was a virtual one.
Strangely, it was our first time ‘traveling’ on such a platform, so we experienced plenty of ‘virtual turbulence.’ Nonetheless, it didn’t get the better of us because we exercised knowledge, wisdom, and understanding. Overall, it was an awe-inspiring ‘virtual flight.’
