Do we want “Normal life” to resume?Daily drawing Week 14

Here are the drawings of the fourteenth week of daily sketching:    




While our novel way of life continues as the new coronavirus progresses, we struggle with the impermanence of everything, with the unknown. When will normal life resume? Will normal life resume at all? We are told it won’t, at least not for a very long time, not until there is a vaccine. But the other question is: Do we want “normal life” to resume the way it was? The speed, the greed, the pollution and accelerated destruction of our planet? Why? We knew this was not sustainable, but we perhaps now come to the realisation that this “normal” way of life is no longer possible or desirable.


I suppose most people have come across this amazing video this week, called “The Great Realisation”. The 4 minutes clip depicts a father reading a wonderful story to his children. Written as an old-time fairytale, the rhythm is wonderful and it has already gathered 18 million views.


I thought I would share the words today for those of you who like my, Have less patience with videos and prefer to read, or would like to keep them:


The Great Realisation, by British poet Tom Roberts:


”Tell me the one about the virus again, then I’ll go to bed.

‘But my boy, you’re growing weary, sleepy thoughts about your head.

‘Please! That one’s my favourite. I promise just once more.

‘Okay, snuggle down my boy, though I know you know full well                   
The story starts before then, in a world I once dwelled:


‘It was a world of waste and wonder, of poverty and plenty                               
Back before we understood why hindsight’s 2020


‘You see, the people came up with companies to trade across all lands.

But they swelled and got bigger than we could ever have planned

‘We’d always had our wants, but now it got so quick.                                               
You could have everything you dreamed of in a day and with a click.


‘We noticed families had stopped talking. That’s not to say they never spoke.

But the meaning must have melted and the work life balance broke.


‘And the children’s eyes got squarer and every toddler had a phone.               
They filtered out the imperfections but amidst the noise, they felt alone.


‘And every day the sky grew thicker, til we couldn’t see the stars.                         
So we flew in planes to find them, while down below we filled our cars.


‘We’d drive around all day in circles. We’d forgotten how to run.                           
We swapped the grass for tarmac, shrunk the parks till there were none.


‘We filled the sea with plastic cause our waste was never capped.                   
Until each day when you went fishing, you’d pull them out already wrapped.


‘And while we drank and smoked and gambled, our leaders taught us why,     
It’s best to not upset the lobbies, more convenient to die.


‘But then in 2020, a new virus came our way.                                                               
The government reacted and told us all to hide away.


‘But while we were all hidden, amidst the fear and all the while,                           
The people dusted off their instincts, they remembered how to smile.


‘They started clapping to say thank you, and calling up their mums. 


‘And while the cars keys were gathering dust,  

They would look forward to their runs.


‘And with the sky less full of voyagers, the earth began to breathe.                         
And the beaches bore new wildlife that scattered off into the seas.


‘Some people started dancing, some were singing, some were baking. 

We’d grown so used to bad news but some good news was in the making.


‘And so when we found the cure and were allowed to go outside,                       
We all preferred the world we found to the one we’d left behind.


‘Old habits became extinct, and they made way for the new.                               
And every simple act of kindness was now given its due.


‘But why did it take a virus to bring the people back together?’                       
Well, sometimes, you got to get sick, my boy, before you start feeling better.

‘Now lie down, and dream of tomorrow, and all the things that we can do.     
And who knows, maybe if you dream strong enough, make some of them will come true.

‘We now call it the Great Realisation, and yes, since then there have been many.

 ‘But that’s the story of how it started, and why hindsight’s 2020.’


Here is the link to watch Tom Roberts tell his poem in case you missed it:


Thank you for reading and stay safe!




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    1. Hi Elaine, when I heard it, I thought it was wonderful too. It is giving us hope for a better life after everything that is bound to happen after this pandemic. Best to you and stay safe xx

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