“And of Clay are We Created” – Abdulla Al Sudman

I feel like the best way that I could connect this situation in the story with our current life is that when I saw that people in Wuhan were dying, and saw the number increasing I had no meaning of those numbers because I was so far away. I randomly saw the numbers going up and sadly or surprisingly, I couldn’t connect that to the amount of lives or being lost. It felt like something that was for and then I didn’t know how it would or could impact my life. Yes, I do believe that being able to see something from far away can build a connection but it can easily create a distance as well. The narrator does her best to help the girl, she goes out of her way to assist in every way she can because she feels at that moment it’s significant for both of them. She wants to do her best to help the people that seemingly need it but she’s not emotionally invested, as much as Carle. She’s just seeing it from the perspective of the TV so she sees something that isn’t really real to her, but he on the other hand is experiencing everything as it happens. In front of his eyes he’s seeing a person slowly pass away. He’s able to empathize and connect with her in ways that nobody else can. And this is exactly what happened with us in the coronavirus. We understood that something bad was out there and that people were dying from it, but it was a distant problem so we didn’t know the importance of it. We only found out the potential of the pain and misery that it could cause after it got close enough to affect us. After we were able to see the pain first-hand. We were able to see the island in which the mass graves were dug, we saw the potential for our parks to become graveyards. That’s what gave it an actual meaning to us but before it was a distant phenomenon.