Courtesy photo Above is a drawing by Escanaba Junior High School sixth grader Anna Martin to illustrate her poem about the pandemic, featured below.

Editor’s note: The following is part of a series of journal entries, drawings, and poetry created by Escanaba students as they navigate the pandemic.

Today’s poem is by sixth grader Anna Martin.

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2020 Figure Skating

By Anna Martin

Tiny white sheets of snow

Fly into the air

Spreading like the disease

COVID-19

It feels like I’m riding a memory

Down the wrong path

No friends

No family

To go with me

Cones on the ice

Stop me like a stop sign

Not letting me reach my goals

Masks cover our faces

People thinking we’re strangers

Not in a group

Ice rinks close

Like when I put my figure skates

Away in my Zuca bag

Competitions and shows cancel

Like other professional sports

This year

Teary faces multiply

Like moves I’ve learned

In figure skating