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I marvel at the maturity with which these teenagers approach various complexities of life, and appreciate their honesty in sharing - whether fiction or truth...

Two tired, dark brown eyes staring at me in a familiar, yet strange way.  I criticize every inch of my body.

I see my hair curling up against my face as the sweat moistened it.

My fairly wide body covering the whole mirror.  My knees, legs and tummy aching, for it is not used to all the exercise it has just done.

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The view from the window

Here I sit again, staring out the same old, worn-out window frame.  Nothing new, nothing unchanged, just like the past few years of my life.

I watch as the tiny droplets slowly drip down the window, in no rush, much like the cars passing by.  I wonder if, like me, they have nowhere to go, to belong.

The houses from across the road had lost their shine.  They had all lost their colour and had slowly started to fade into the dullness now before me.  Much like their owners, they have no personalities, no exciting identities.  Just a bunch of grrey, lifeless buildings.

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My Grade 10 English First Additional Language pupils regularly complete creative writing exercises.

With these we explored narrative, descriptive and reflective writing, and I am immensely proud of the results.  I gladly share some of their work with the world.

For obvious reasons their identities are witheld, but they know who they are.

Well done, Ladies.

 

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Unwanted, unloved and unvalued.  She is only still a minor, yet she is abandoned.  She wants to go play with the other girls in a kingdom, but her body remains on the chilly, damp sand.

She sits on the beach with her hands covered in sand, the ocean-water is washing over her feet.  Her body is shivering of the cold, her skin covered in goosebumps.

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