{"id":17908,"date":"2017-05-16T20:01:00","date_gmt":"2017-05-16T18:01:00","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/www.wo-ho.at\/borg\/?p=17908"},"modified":"2021-02-16T20:04:34","modified_gmt":"2021-02-16T19:04:34","slug":"wonderful-poetry-in-english","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.wo-ho.at\/borg\/2017\/05\/wonderful-poetry-in-english\/","title":{"rendered":"Wonderful poetry in English"},"content":{"rendered":"\t\t
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Es freut uns am BORG immer wieder, wenn unsere Sch\u00fclerInnen uns mit ihren Talenten erfreuen, deswegen m\u00f6chten wir euch\/Ihnen dieses\u00a0literarisches \u201cSchmankerl\u201d aus dem Englisch-Unterricht nicht vorenthalten. Die Sch\u00fclerInnen hatten die Aufgabe, in Gruppen eine Buchpr\u00e4sentation zu\u00a0Noughts and Crosses<\/em>\u00a0von Malorie Blackman zu halten. Dabei gab es auch einige kreative bzw. herausfordernde Aufgabenstellungen, wie z.B. den Inhalt des Buches in einem Gedicht zusammenzufassen, was die Sch\u00fclerin Laura Grasb\u00f6ck sensationell bew\u00e4ltigt hat.<\/p>

Wer nach folgendem Gedicht Lust auf mehr hat, m\u00f6ge auch auf Lauras Homepage\u00a0http:\/\/maximaleschaos.webnode.at<\/a><\/strong>\u00a0vorbeischauen.<\/p><\/div>\n\t\t\t\t<\/div>\n\t\t\t\t<\/div>\n\t\t\t\t\t<\/div>\n\t\t<\/div>\n\t\t\t\t\t\t\t<\/div>\n\t\t<\/section>\n\t\t\t\t

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From kids to grown ups
<\/em>From friends to lovers
<\/em>And somewhere in between
<\/em>Our families were torn apart
<\/em>And so were we supposed to be
<\/em>But the distance and hate
<\/em>Could never split us
<\/em>Never ever
<\/em>Or so we thought
<\/em>I was happy
<\/em>And I was scared
<\/em>To finally go
<\/em>To school with you
<\/em>I was scared,
<\/em>Because I did not care
<\/em>But everyone else would
<\/em>That our skin is black
<\/em>And yours isn\u2019t
<\/em>Oh of course I should\u2019ve seen it coming
<\/em>I should\u2019ve been prepared
<\/em>But I wasn\u2019t, I did not think
<\/em>Their hatred drove me mad
<\/em>I am sorry you felt betrayed
<\/em>An apology
<\/em>It should have been
<\/em>I sat down with you at lunch
<\/em>But your cold glare was like a punch in the face
<\/em>Metaphorically first
<\/em>Then actually
<\/em>As they beat me up behind closed doors
<\/em>Just because I wanted to show
<\/em>I still was your friend
<\/em>But whites and blacks do not mix
<\/em>They told me while hot blood ran down my face
<\/em>It was the beginning of an end
<\/em>And your sister died
<\/em>And then your father did too
<\/em>And suddenly our strength
<\/em>Was measured in how much more pain
<\/em>We could take
<\/em>And my anger swell in sync
<\/em>with my love for you
<\/em>But life is pain and life is suffering
<\/em>And things don\u2019t work the way we want them to
<\/em>We were driven further and further apart
<\/em>I was gone
<\/em>And you were too
<\/em>Sometimes I thought I did
<\/em>But oh, how could I ever forget you?
<\/em>Years later, felt like seconds apart
<\/em>You kissed me forcefully,
<\/em>I was unbelievably,
<\/em>Dumb
<\/em>I should\u2019ve known
<\/em>The kidnapping was brilliant
<\/em>Now you really made it, didn\u2019t you?
<\/em>But hearts fight minds
<\/em>And you melted like a candle
<\/em>I made your heart burn again
<\/em>We were lit on fire
<\/em>At 18 years old
<\/em>I didn\u2019t want to choose between you
<\/em>And our baby
<\/em>But I had to, and you did too
<\/em>I wanted you to hear me,
<\/em>As you walked into death
<\/em>I wanted you to know,
<\/em>My love will never end
<\/em>Your heart stopped beating,
<\/em>So hers could start to
<\/em>So I could name her after you
<\/em>I promise I will make a difference
<\/em>I promise I will make a change
<\/em>I will not give in
<\/em>Until colors of skin
<\/em>Will no longer define us<\/em><\/p>

(by Laura Grasb\u00f6ck)<\/p><\/div>\n\t\t\t\t<\/div>\n\t\t\t\t<\/div>\n\t\t\t\t\t<\/div>\n\t\t<\/div>\n\t\t\t\t\t\t\t<\/div>\n\t\t<\/section>\n\t\t\t\t\t\t<\/div>\n\t\t\t\t\t<\/div>\n\t\t","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

Es freut uns am BORG immer wieder, wenn unsere Sch\u00fclerInnen uns mit ihren Talenten erfreuen, deswegen m\u00f6chten wir euch\/Ihnen dieses\u00a0literarisches \u201cSchmankerl\u201d aus dem Englisch-Unterricht nicht vorenthalten. Die Sch\u00fclerInnen hatten die Aufgabe, in Gruppen eine Buchpr\u00e4sentation zu\u00a0Noughts and Crosses\u00a0von Malorie Blackman zu halten. Dabei gab es auch einige kreative bzw. herausfordernde Aufgabenstellungen, wie z.B. den Inhalt des Buches in einem Gedicht zusammenzufassen, was die Sch\u00fclerin Laura Grasb\u00f6ck sensationell bew\u00e4ltigt hat. Wer nach folgendem Gedicht Lust auf mehr hat, m\u00f6ge auch auf Lauras Homepage\u00a0http:\/\/maximaleschaos.webnode.at\u00a0vorbeischauen. From kids to grown upsFrom friends to loversAnd somewhere in betweenOur families were torn apartAnd so were we supposed to beBut the distance and hateCould never split usNever everOr so we thoughtI was happyAnd I was scaredTo finally goTo school with youI was scared,Because I did not careBut everyone else wouldThat our skin is blackAnd yours isn\u2019tOh of course I should\u2019ve seen it comingI should\u2019ve been preparedBut I wasn\u2019t, I did not thinkTheir hatred drove me madI am sorry you felt betrayedAn apologyIt should have beenI sat down with you at lunchBut your cold glare was like a punch in the faceMetaphorically firstThen actuallyAs they beat me up behind closed doorsJust because I wanted to showI still was your friendBut whites and blacks do not mixThey told me while hot blood ran down my faceIt was the beginning of an endAnd your sister diedAnd then your father did tooAnd suddenly our strengthWas measured in how much more painWe could takeAnd my anger swell in syncwith my love for youBut life is pain and life is sufferingAnd things don\u2019t work the way we want them toWe were driven further and further apartI was goneAnd you were tooSometimes I thought I didBut oh, how could I ever forget you?Years later, felt like seconds apartYou kissed me forcefully,I was unbelievably,DumbI should\u2019ve knownThe kidnapping was brilliantNow you really made it, didn\u2019t you?But hearts fight mindsAnd you melted like a candleI made your heart burn againWe were lit on fireAt 18 years oldI didn\u2019t want to choose between youAnd our babyBut I had to, and you did tooI wanted you to hear me,As you walked into deathI wanted you to know,My love will never endYour heart stopped beating,So hers could start toSo I could name her after youI promise I will make a differenceI promise I will make a changeI will not give inUntil colors of skinWill no longer define us (by Laura Grasb\u00f6ck)<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":17,"featured_media":17909,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[1,3],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-17908","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","has-post-thumbnail","hentry","category-allgemein","category-news"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.wo-ho.at\/borg\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/17908","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.wo-ho.at\/borg\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.wo-ho.at\/borg\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.wo-ho.at\/borg\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/17"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.wo-ho.at\/borg\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=17908"}],"version-history":[{"count":4,"href":"https:\/\/www.wo-ho.at\/borg\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/17908\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":17913,"href":"https:\/\/www.wo-ho.at\/borg\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/17908\/revisions\/17913"}],"wp:featuredmedia":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.wo-ho.at\/borg\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media\/17909"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.wo-ho.at\/borg\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=17908"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.wo-ho.at\/borg\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=17908"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.wo-ho.at\/borg\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=17908"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}