Points of Views By Gavin Purcell, Paul Burris, and Alberto Solis
As I suit up for my daily rounds, I think to myself ‘Its just another day at the office.’ The hazmat suit is sweltering hot and hard to walk in. I check my partner for any uncovered skin, and he checks me. Any exposed skin may come in contact with the Ebola virus, putting me at risk to get the deadly virus.
As I walk into the ward, the smell almost knocks me off my feet. 3 patients died last night, but 5 new ones took their beds. There is a 5 year old girl on my rounds, and every time I walk in the room, she thanks me for saving her mother. I just hope shes as lucky as her mom. Such innocence doesn't deserve such a cruel death.
As i look out of the window i think
Why did this happen to me
Why could it not have gone to someone else.
First my father then my mother
Why my family Why anyone
As i get to the place
I think to myself against
What will happen when i get their
I get out of the car
And all i can think of is what is behind the tent doors
I get in their late night
And they give me something they say it helps
Then they give me a place to sleep
I say i cant
They say try hard.
So i put my head on the pillow
And i never remember waking up
I hate Ebola If only I knew about it.
Ebola took all my family.
First it was my dad then my mom then my sisters and brothers
Why my family?
I don’t care anymore about my life.
I am just going Volunteer to be a Burial worker.
I still can die from Ebola
I don’t care anymore I have no one in life to care about.