What an eerie silence, this strange isolation!

At least that’s what I thought at morning’s formation.

But twenty-four wee ones exploded on the screen.

“Mrs. Gatchell!” they cried. Joyful jubilation.

Mothers and five year olds, questions, answers galore!

Laughter, joyous shrieking! (And I was on the floor!)

Counting, reading, spelling, bible recitation,

Forward go the people—virtual isolation!