Chroniques Covid Chronicles Days: the Page

In March 2020, and nasty virus gave a stop to our planet. For two solid months we were locked down, restricted to our humble abodes. I kept a diary as I knew I would forget and indeed I already do two weeks and a half after our release. This page will simply give you a list of my various posts so that is easier for you to track them back and it will include the funny pictures still coming out after the end of the lockdown (and 5 months later it is still vividly fed by my dear friends!!!!).

Day 1: entering an unprecedented parenthesis.
Day 2: accepting unreality.
Day 3: adapting in Switzerland, voting in France!
Day 4: getting angry.
Day 5: accepting.
Day 6: walking away from anxiety .
Day 7: resting.
Day 8: strange spring .
Day 9: about friendship .
Day 10: farms saved us!
Day 11: daily life: teacher, cook, mother, daughter, friend and more….
Day 12: chloroquine and other confinement s.
Day 13: solidarity .
Day 14: the turning point .
Day 15: of criticism and action.
Day 16: media review.
D ay 17: discover ing Sunday .
Day 18: teaching frustration .
Day 19: Discovering other testimonies in the past.
Day 20: a musical mood.
Day 21: of figures and pleasure s.
Day 22: a white day .
Day 23: Unorthodox binge watching.
Day 24: celebrating alone our couple on a second anniversary .
Day 25: fearing for lesser developed ’s Covid development .
Day 26: cocooning .
Day 27: Passover 2.0
Day 28: Second night requested by the younger generation.
Day 29: first day of holiday !
Day 30: a first portrait
Day 31: virtual entertainment and real friends .
Day 32: Easter Monday cleanup.
Day 33: politically disappointed but physically active .
Day 34: lazy day in a sick world.
Day 35: aussi rapidement que possible mais aussi lentement que nécessaire.
Day 36: A Birthday and a few Chinese lies.
Day 37: looking back on touring past.
Day 38: Hungarian thoughts.
Day 39: school , friends and a ship story .
Day 40: numbers on Holocaust Day.
Day 41: the short life of an intrepid young cat.
Day 42: sadness but life goes on.
Day 43: Ramadan Kareem and women leaders.
Day 44: last quiet Saturday .
Day 45: busy routine .
Day 46: WhatsApp habits .
Day 47: blank Tuesday
Day 48: of successful confinement and de confinement .
Day 49: ups and downs .
Day 50: working on Labour Day .
Day 51: disappointment and hope beyond it.
Day 52: joys of teaching .
Day 53: Glyndebourne is cancelled .
Day 54: deconfined first moves.
Day 55: last Chronicle .
Days After
The mystery of Day ( Anita’s Birthday): this wonderful event was another Chronicles on May 3d which I’m not going to forget… yet maybe because we drank a lot or something strange happened when I was sorting another bug but this Chronicle which was one finally marking the way towards the end of our lockdown vanished. Below are some photos and all I can say is that I spent 6 wonderful hours out in an impressionist garden with my lovely friends. I also wrote a small card that reads:

Anita’s roaring sixties

Ce n’est pas que le temps
n’a pas de prise sur toi,
Car bien sûr il en a:
Tu te bonifies, c’est flagrant !
Témoin admirative de 2 décennies,
J’attends avec impatience les 5 suivantes !
Les rides et les kilos, que nenni,
Ce sont les greens que tu enchantes !
Tes amis et ta famille t’adorent,
Ton sourire est éclatant ,
Célèbre tes soixante printemps,
Ma grande amie au cœur d’or 💖
Le 3 mai 2020

Des souvenirs que nous allons chérir toute notre vie… même si cette page s’est volatilisée!

curieusement, je retrouve enfin le temps de lire. Certes j’avais déjà lu 4 livres en deux mois (il est vrai que tenir un blog fut aussi une activité prenante) mais je retrouve le véritable plaisir !

“I don’t have a history, only a past. “
Hilary Mantel, the mirror and the light fourth estate: London, 2020, p. 102.

Reminding the sad killing of a young African-Am

A strange summer indeed!

The best summary of this period is perhaps this viral message I spotted early September:

« So we’re just entering our 6th month of COVID-19. These words made me laugh , But there’s a lot of truth. . . 1. So let me get this straight, there’s no cure for a virus that can be killed by sanitizer and hand soap? 2. Is it too early to put up the Christmas tree yet? I have run out of things to do. 3. When this virus thing is over, I still want some of you to stay away from me. 4. If these last months have taught us anything, it’s that stupidity travels faster than any virus on the planet. 5. Just wait a second … so what you’re telling me is that my chance of surviving all this is directly linked to the common sense of others? You’re kidding, right? 6. If you believe all this will end and we will get back to normal just because we reopen everything, raise your hand. Now slap yourself with it. 7. Another Saturday night in the house and I just realized the trash goes out more than me. 8. Whoever decided a liquor store is more essential than a hair salon is obviously a bald-headed alcoholic. 9. Remember when you were little and all your underwear had the days of the week on them. Those would be helpful right now. 10. The spread of Covid-19 is based on two factors: 1. How dense the population is and 2. How dense the population is. 11. Remember all those times when you wished the weekend would last forever? Well, wish granted. Happy now? 12. It may take a village to raise a child, but I swear it’s going to take a whole vineyard to home school one. 13. I did a big load of pajamas so I would have enough clean work clothes for this week.

Merci à mes groupes : les Romy, les Masliah, les conspis, les Indagirls, les PQ, les BGM, les avironistes de la Nautique, les Givrés, les ECGColleagues, la Culture juive (dé)confinée, les amis en privé de Anita (il y en a 2) à Zinet en passant par toutes les lettres de l’alphabet et toutes les plateformes des Apps les plus diverses à Zoom! Sachons continuer à rire, nous souvenir des aspects positifs et oublier les mesquineries si humaines en fin de compte…je les mets à la poubelle …

Il y en a eu plus du triple… et ce n’est pas fini!

Mes lunettes, beaucoup plus utilisées n’ont pas survécu. À nouvelle ère, nouvelles lunettes!

Mais la vie reprend et le café en terrasse…. idyllique à la terrasse des Bergues! Shavouot, 7 Sivan 5780, anniversaire de mon Amour

“Pan de siete cielis” made by (c)Simone Hellerman

On n’aura jamais fini de s’interroger sur les conséquences de ce choc incroyable d’un désastre annoncé…le bonheur par exemple de pouvoir écouter France Info un dimanche sans tomber sur un reportage sportif ! Chaque jour, trois semaines après un retour à une sorte de normalité, je constate ces minuscules grains de sel dans ce qui a fait mon quotidien depuis tant de décennies.

J’ai finalement planté les graines de fleurs pourtant achetées aux tout débuts du confinement, accompagnées d’un seul plant de tomates et deux plants de persil.

Ma menthe, elle, réapparue sept ans après avoir été plantée, orne mes tsatsiki comme le 30 mai 2020 où Marc et moi dînions ensemble sur Skype pour son anniversaire. Même menu: champagne, boutargue, tsatsiki foie gras, quiche aux épinards, Pomerol!

Et ma bibliothèque est enfin réorganisée: polars, histoire, voyages et poésie dans l’antichambre, judaisme, philosophie, théorie politique, Amérique, Australie, Canada, pléiades, sociolinguistique, revues et mes publications… tout a sa place. Même les manuels et les documents scolaires…!

Other Shavouot references:

Shavouot et sa signification : http://kefisrael.com/2020/05/27/50-faits-sur-la-fete-de-shavouot/
Shavouot recipes: https://www.timesofisrael.com/from-spain-to-salonika-a-disappearing-shavuot-tradition-revisited/

On June 13th, almost ultimate stage of my deconfinement (the last one will be when I can finally travel to Paris…), I returned to the Grand Théâtre for a special performance