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Hi
Everyone !
I’m
Fouad, a Moroccan teacher. I’m in my late 30s. As I’m in containment, I can’t
travel, I can’t go far from my house, the army came down with its heavy equipment
to the streets, , the police presence became great, monitoring people and
forcing them to stay at home.
And I’m sad, not because I’m in containment
and not because there is a virus that can kill me. I’m sad because of other
reasons. While the government has taken all the necessary measures and steps to
protect the people, there are some people who went out in collective groups to
protest and pray outside in the streets as the mosques were closed. In many Moroccan cities they said religious
slogans and asked for God’s protection against the virus, they presented their
lives and the lives of their families and all the Moroccan people into a big
risk. Their irresponsible behavior
really shocked me very strongly that It took me a long time to absorb the
shock. And I have not so many options to confront this ordeal, but to stay at
home and wait for what is going to happen next.
The
government decided to continue the quarantine
for a full month. Nobody can deny that it is a long time and it may be extended
even more. So, I decided to use this period to write my diaries as testimony in
which I document events day in and day out.
I’ll
be a liar if I told you I find it difficult to stay at home because I love
reading, watching movies and following the news. It made me expect all the
developments that will happen later, hour by hour, day by day. I took my family
to a place far from congestion, to our home in the forest, for I think that
is a lot more safer than the overcrowded city where we live. .
However,
there are still some difficulties that I will talk about tomorrow. Now I feel
some pain In my back and I need to rest.
See you tomorroww
Fouad ALILECH