The Pandemic

Justin B. Perry – March 27, 2020

Three weeks ago I was preparing to go the Taliban peace talks in Doha with a special delegation from Georgetown. Today I’m preparing to go to New York or Washington State with the army. Over Spring break we watched some universities kick their undergrads off campus, and others shut down entirely. Countries began to restrict travel and we wondered if our classmates that went home for break would be able to come back. The university has just begun to find its place in the pandemic – online classes, showing off our pets during lectures, and virtual ‘happy hours’ are all part of the new normal. Professors that were having trouble opening power point last month are now moderating virtual classes with students scattered around the world. Things were becoming certain again, and everyone was calming down.

We don’t know where we’re going yet, but my army reserve hospital unit was notified late Tuesday night that we’re being called up. I wanted to figure out how to finish my semester. The next couple days were a string of phone calls and emails with my professors. I spoke to staff, teaching assistants, and my bosses. Every single member of our community that I spoke to went out of their way the help me out. Some are recording their classes; some are changing their course assignments, and others are constantly reaching out to see if there’s anything they can do to help. In the span of a couple of days, they took the severe uncertainty of my situation and turned it into a solid plan. 

I’m on track to finish this semester while responding to the pandemic. I don’t think that would have been possible at many other universities.