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I would describe this year as both a challenging and an amazing year. Covid-19 is spreading around the world, disrupting our daily lives. But despite the ever-pervasive fears of the deadly virus, I have seen people donating scarce masks to vulnerable groups which is heart-warming.
2020 is a year of care. I phone my granny daily and care for her much more than I used to; I encourage my friends to stay strong, even those I didn’t use to be close to. To me, although topsy-turvy, 2020 is a year of love and care, pulling our hearts together.
The extraterrestrial beings, Covids, successfully reached Earth in 2019, beginning their massive expansion the following year. By sending messengers to spend time with party-goers, assigning hackers to interfere with medical systems, and forcing politicians to befriend the press, the Covids overthrew the economic dictatorships in mere months. 2020 is officially Covids’ year.
2020 has both an optimistic and a pessimistic side. While on one hand it is a “year of disasters” – unstoppable wildfires, Covid-19, extreme flooding etc – on the other, we have been forced to change our harmful attitudes to more helpful ones. We’ve also become more aware of the heroic acts of medical workers.
I think 2020 is like an ultra race, in which we experience agony and anxiety. With a string of horrible things happening since January, it’s hard to feel optimistic until we see the end of the year.
2020 feels simultaneously like the shortest and the longest year ever. Some months feel endless while others fly by. The magnitude of events that have transpired in just a few months has turned time into mush. Let’s hope whatever 2021 has in store for us is better!
2020 is a cursed year: every country is in a mess, legends have died, and Covid-19 is still taking thousands of innocent lives. This year couldn’t be much worse, but it reminds us to cherish what we have. I pray God will save us from this situation and give us hope.
A good year for the memes, a bad year for the humans. 2020 has been a modern-day Shakespearean tragedy; Covid-19, wildfires and the possibility of a third world war. Does anyone even remember Brexit or Megxit? And we still have more than three months left!
I would describe 2020 as full of trials, since we have experienced a lot of ordeals like the Covid-19 pandemic and the Lebanon explosion. However, I believe that if we stay hopeful and support each other, we can all overcome these problems.
2020 was the best and also the worst. I started to learn more about myself. However, I couldn’t go anywhere to meet friends, which was a shame. Overall, 2020 wasn’t exactly what I had dreamed it would be, but sometimes life is like that; you can’t always get what you want.