And, I hate doing this harping back but I'm going to break the rule I set myself in this case.
When the second world war started my mum was 10 years old. Her school was shut, along with all the others in her area of London, for three months. No on line work, no TV to catch up on YouTube, no social networks.
School resumed, then the kids were evacuated and went to village type schools. Then they returned to the city, the normal school resumed. Then hers was bombed and teachers took groups of kids into their own home to set up mini hub schools - 10 or 12 to a house.
Both my grandparents worked. Mum was the youngest of 12 children, six of whom still lived at home in a three bedroomed house, so you can imagine the chaos - eight people in one house. Her dad was an air raid warden, her mum took in washing.
Mum still did well enough to be offered a grammar school place - which they turned down because they couldn't afford the uniform.
That state of affairs, school on/school off, went on for 6 years for many children.
My mum taught me how to read, how to write, how to do maths - she could work out the shopping bill in her head for the family of five whilst she went around the supermarket - she had to, she didn't have money to squander so what she had in her purse had to cover the shopping. My dad taught me to tell the time, how to work out angles using a protractor, how to measure things, how to do plumbing/wallpapering/woodwork. They weren't 'uneducated' people.
We're always saying how the older generation have a 'just get on with it' attitude and how most have a good, general standard of education. Many of them got that in the war years. They managed without many of the things we now take for granted and with bombs/fires going off, sirens, family members away fighting, rationing etc. Children were expected to knuckled down and learn however they could and they did. It wasn't ideal, some slipped between the cracks but the majority learned to read/write/do maths to a very high standard.
We're in the middle of the equivalent of those first few months in my mum's war. Things have been chucked up in the air and we're all trying to catch bits - just like my mum said happened at the outbreak of the war. They settled down - so will we. We'll, hopefully, be out of it a lot quicker than she was. We will get there and our kids will too.