For most, if not all of us, the past 57 days or so have been an emotional rollercoaster.

The positivity and negativity that came with this quarantine and lockdown are countless.

Some will say the negativity overflows the positivity - especially when it comes to students who were about to graduate this year and/or go on with their official exams.

As university students who were about to finish their three years and graduate in 4 months, the news of a second lockdown so soon after the  Revolution’s “lockdown” came as a recurrent nightmare. With the fast spread of the virus came the anger of the students. Even if the quarantine was understandable and very much needed, this didn’t stop the hostility.

As the days and then the weeks went by, students started to slowly miss their days at university - something they never imagined they would say; or at least not so soon and definitely not before graduating.

They missed filling their classroom one by one, the early birds greeting the late comers.

They missed waiting impatiently for their 15-minute break to go grab a cup of coffee together before moving on to the next class.

They missed waiting for the elevator, irritated because it’s taking too much time, so they wouldn’t come in late.

They missed the long ritual attendance taking.

They missed and missed and missed…

And then they realized,

They realized that these are the glory days people keep talking about.

They realized that no matter where life takes them they will miss the “simplicity” of these days.

They realized that they will miss sitting together and chatting while they had another hour to spare.

And so now they wait.

They wait eagerly to return for a few weeks or even just a few days.

They wait for the normality to take place again so they can savor for one last time these glorious days.

Jana Fahda

ETIB – L6