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Kids, Covid Isolation and Learning to Endure

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SYDNEY, Australia — We’re binge-buying rapid antigen tests for immediate delivery. We get all our food left at the front door and keep masks in every room. I’ve even revived the indoor exercise regimen from my 14-day stint in Australia’s remote quarantine camp.

Covid, that lurker of a virus, has finally found us. My 11-year-old daughter tested positive last Friday, on the very day she was due for her second Covid vaccination. Our family of four is now one of many to be stuck at home in Sydney because of an outbreak moving through the city’s middle schools. Once again, we’re seeing a daily rise of tens of thousands of cases.

Is anyone to blame? How big a deal is it? When oh when will this pandemic end?

These are a few of the questions that come up while sitting around, again, the four of us, like we’ve been transported back to April 2020 — except this time, we’re isolation professionals. What an odd sensation, the familiarity of household entrapment. We shouldn’t be this used to staying in what we wore to bed the night before. Is it really 2 p.m. already? It’s been a week since some of us have put on shoes. Clearly, we would all get along better with more space or just less time living together within shouting distance.

But this is our normal now, or at least a version of it. The stop-start of daily life, the canceled plans for now and the tentative plans made for the immediate future — it’s so very 2020s. Whatever roaring the ’20s did last century has become a sigh this time around. Time can only exhale and stagnate. Sometimes I feel like I’m sitting in a lukewarm bath, trying to decide whether to get out or just add a little more hot water. My wife and I used to think of our lives in chunks of two years at a time. Now it’s more like 14 days.

I don’t resent it as much as I did before. During previous lockdowns, I was angrier, at my own lack of control and at perceived policy mistakes. Now, though, I feel like Australia has done what it can to get a hold on Covid. The death rates from the virus here are around one-thirteenth of what they are in the United States. Most of the Oz is vaccinated and boosted. When I flew to Queensland for work recently, everyone in the airport and on the plane obeyed the rules requiring that we still wear masks.

It’s just that the virus, well, it’s still what it has always been. Contagious. Annoying. Ever present, somewhere. And after two months of rain keeping us all inside in Sydney, the little spike protein is back on a brutal tear.

This time, with Omicron’s eased severity made even milder with vaccines, it’s less frightening. Australians have gone from being petrified of Covid to taking it mostly in stride.

WhatsApp messages flitter back and forth, from school group to school group, mostly relaying mild symptoms and well wishes for a speedy recovery. (If there’s anything you want to get out of for a week, now is certainly the time to claim Covid and hide.)

In our house, we’re learning to cultivate and prune our boredom. I create math problems for my two kids to yell at me about (“Dad, you’re so annoying!”). We play Wordle. We watch “Survivor” or the news and see our emotions go up and down with prognostications for democracy and for Ukraine. We live vicariously, through our windows and our screens, and hope that our week of forced isolation isn’t extended by another positive test.

And I guess it’s not that bad, not really. My daughter hasn’t gotten very sick. She cleaned her room today, so that’s good, and the rest of us are still testing negative with every swab we shove up our tender noses. The other night, I made two perfect dirty martinis.

Sure, we live on pause, but at least we live, very, VERY together. And if this is how it must be once in a while for the next few years, so be it. Covid, especially in what feels like its viral middle age, is a builder of filial patience. It thickens our minds, softens our ambitions, narrows our gaze, and as much as I hate it for what it has already robbed — in life and irreplaceable moments — I also know that most of us will survive. Not so long from now, we may even recall the odd moments of stamina with a bit of fondness.

“Come what may,” Virgil once wrote, “all bad fortune is to be conquered by endurance.”

Now here are our stories of the week.


Australia, New Zealand and the Pacific Islands

“None of us expected Covid to come here,” said Marie-Janne Issamatro, center, with her family in Nouméa, the capital of New Caledonia.
  • On Pacific Islands Covid Once Spared, an Outbreak Accentuates InequalityNew Caledonia escaped the coronavirus for a year and a half, but a surge in cases has led to a state of emergency, with the disease disproportionately hurting the French territory’s Indigenous people.

  • Australia considers lifting its quarantine requirement for close contacts of infected people. The country is shifting from trying to prevent all transmission of the virus toward protecting those most vulnerable. “There will inevitably be a level of virus within the community going forward,” the health minister said.

  • Australian Police Officer Acquitted in Death of Indigenous Teenager Many Indigenous Australians had seen the case as a test of whether the authorities could be held accountable after what they call decades of abuses.

  • Cannibalistic Toads Reveal ‘Evolution in Fast Motion,’ Study FindsThe toxin that makes cane toads so poisonous is causing them to eat their younger kin, but only in Australia, where they became an out-of-control pest.

  • The Peculiar Charm of Coober Pedy, Australia’s Opal CapitalScattered around town are do-it-yourself mining operations, abandoned film props and a cafe that serves both waffles and opals.

  • It Could’ve Been the World’s Largest Potato, if Only It Were a PotatoA couple in New Zealand found a giant growth in their garden, named it Doug and applied to Guinness World Records. Then the results of a DNA analysis came in.

  • Australia’s Clever Birds Did Not Consent to This Science Experiment The magpies showed their smarts by helping one another remove tracking harnesses that scientists carefully placed on them.


Around the Times

Ukrainian volunteer fighters outside the civilian airport in Mykolaiv.
  • ‘I’m Not Scared of Anything’: Death and Defiance in a Besieged Ukrainian CityThe port city of Mykolaiv is being shelled by Russian forces every day. Bodies are piled at the morgue. But residents refuse to succumb.

  • Putin’s War on Ukraine Is About Ethnicity and EmpirePresident Biden’s framework of “democracies versus autocracies” misses the darker source of this war, which has deep roots in Russian history and thought.

  • Michelle Yeoh’s Quantum Leaps For her new sci-fi comedy, the martial-arts star had to attempt a more psychological kind of acrobatics.

  • China to Use Pfizer Treatment as Outbreak GrowsChina, facing its biggest outbreak since Covid first emerged, revised its treatment guidelines to include the antiviral pills. Catch up on pandemic news.

  • The Delicious Misery of the ‘Sad Banger’The case for songs of grief, anxiety and yearning — with upbeat tunes and infectious choruses.


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