Covid-19: Let’s give ourselves the Third World treatment

Extract from Author

It’s stopped raining. The birds at the bird shop in my neighbourhood are in full chirp. From my window, I see a neighbour wandering downstairs having a cigarette and a couple of people with their government-issued black masks making their way somewhere. To get essential supplies? To get a packed lunch? 

Written by
Bertha Henson

Tuesday,
7 April 2020

Merit Award, Commentary