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Voices entries

Primary School Category

To My Sister! by Aminah
Art of My Heart by Adam
Proud of Being Proud by Chael’s
I Am Proud Of… by Lewis
PROUD by Connor
What Makes Me Proud by Liam

Lower Secondary School Category

Who Makes Me Proud by Karis
Shout it Loud, it’s Time to Find PROUD by Charlotte
Ro to the Rescue by Allasandro
Feeling Proud by Tamzin
Every Day in Every Way by Teoni

Upper Secondary School Category

Proud by Emma
Never Said Enough by Charde
This is Me… by Elisha
Every Single Day by Ronnie
Kindest Boy in the Class by Lyndsey
A Letter to Myself by Jade

Care Leaver Category

Pridary by Tychique
Sincerely, From an Older You by Louise
Let Me Just Check That With Mike by Nathan
What Deserves the Picture of my Pride by Asmara
Forced to Grow by Abbey
Proud by Georgia

Every day in every way

by Teoni, aged 11

I’m wide awake,
between you and me,
My life shines like the open sea,
Nothing can tear us away,
As much as I always pray,
I love the sun,
and I love the sea,
Just like I love you and me. 

The stars glitter bright throughout the night,
Before anyone starts to have a fight,
As the angels keep an eye,
You’ll be munching on a big mince pie.
All of your worries can disappear,
With a little help by all of your peers. 

The ocean is a world of madness,
But there is also a lot of sadness.
Always have manners to everybody you know,
even people who live on the street,
If you do you might get lots of goodies and treats.
Imagine you’re a snowflake daintily drifting down from the clouds,
All the things you do you could be very proud. 

I am happy to say that I am proud of my mummy
because she does all of this:
My Mum is a tear drier,
and an awesome treat buyer,
And she’s a money lender
and a chief defender.
Also however wild she is,
she loves her child,
Whatever she does to make me proud,
Just picture me and mum in a great big fluffy cloud. 

I am sort of proud of my Dad,
But sometimes he makes me very sad.
But even though he is not bothering,
At least I’ve got my mum,
who can be very mothering.
I am very proud of my sisters
for going through a situation like this,
But there are things that I always miss. 

Clarice* is a beast that I am proud of,
Because she is a great foster niece.
Even though I don’t see my sister Holly*,
I’ve still got a friend like her called Molly*,
I am proud of myself for coping for six to seven
Years in a foster home,
at the age of eleven. 

Everyone that I care about are all,
a Best Carer,
And a great love sharer.
I am now in Foster care
and all though my childhood,
I’ve learned what a child should.