I have been delaying this post for two weeks now, in false hope and denial, but the truth is, we have COVID-19 community transmission here in our town for the first time, a year after the pandemic began.
We are okay, of course, but the poorer communities are not. It is more heartbreaking that there has yet to be any kind of support from the local government or a hint of sound plan to fix this situation.
Worst, the spread started from the municipal hall. Not outside as the local government feared and predicted, but inside the town, at its very heart, because of irresponsibility, ignorance, and arrogance.
This, after the unfair burden placed upon healthcare workers and the hospitality industry on a supposed preventive policy to stop the contagion coming from the outside.
The families of the turtle hatchery volunteers are affected, as well as the entire community, and many more. Sorry, but there will be no visual updates of releases for now but count on it that volunteers living next to the hatchery are looking after the last handful of nests that you have adopted. It is likely that we will not get to see them return to the sea, the last of an unforgettable first season, each a symbol of hope in this trying time.
Personally, I worry about my sisters who may be locked out of our town again, unable to come home because they are hospital workers. It happened the exact time last year, and I fear it will happen again, for no good reason.
It is Calvary at the moment. Frustrated and heartbroken, we continue to work with our friend, the priest from the local church, to send food packages to affected families, and thanks to Bubbles and Audrey, we will also be able to put some food on the table of the families of the hatchery volunteers affected by this spread: rice, eggs, bread, coffee, and canned food – it will make a difference.
We will help our community see this through. Thank you for your support.