New things are coming to my country. Stores and sites that were closed for a long time during this pandemic are opening; I hope people take care of themselves so that we can take care of all of us, though this gives me a lot to think about because during all of this pandemic I saw how people took this disease very happily.
Schools, high schools and universities are still closed. Classes continue online, which is fine with me. Classes will have to be face-to-face for next year, that worries me a bit. I am concerned about two things: first I know that there is no security in closed classrooms. They go many hours without water, without washing their hands. Gel exists so we can use that to clean our hands instead, but I will have to buy by the gallon. Men have a tendency to greet with handshakes, claps, and touches of hair of various kinds. Second, the problem of gasoline increased. I don't know how the boys will be able to move around in the afternoon when class is over. The problem the lack of public transport units in the mornings becomes more obvious day by day and I don't understand how worse it will be in the afternoons.
The festive period of Christmas is also approaching. Although these are difficult times, families always seek to get together to celebrate as a family. All things are increasingly scarce and if you get them they are so expensive that they are out of the reach of the common people and their pocket.
I remember when for Christmas with my family I used to buy walnuts, raisins, nougat and all the ingredients for the typical meals of my country, at the good night table: Hallcas, chicken salad, ham bread and the sweet papaya.
Although today the tradition continues, everything has become very difficult to obtain in order to satisfy the palate of our family.
Every year I make a chocolate cake, but this year I will try to make it with two floors, with a filling of chocolate and coating as we all like it.
Aside from waiting for Christmas and New Year’s Eve, I don't have in mind anything more important.
I know there will be elections in my country in December, but this does not excite me. It will be another day of queues at the entrance, another queue when entering the premises and then another queue where I’ll vote. And then it will be more of the same. At the end of the election process, we have to wait until midnight, when the authorities of the national electoral commission consider our president the winner.
Amazing