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Cranford Review 2018

The “Cranford Review” © is a publication of Cranford Community College. Is an annual high standard produced magazine which provides an archive document highlighting various aspects of the life of the academy, its staff, students and community from each academic year. It is a wonderful read and a useful historical document which, with its termly sister publications and occasional special editions, also serves to describe the values of the academy and support the aspirations of the academy, its staff, students and wider community. A colorful layout with a wide range of topics comprising events, extracurricular activities, recognition awards, initiatives, trips and excursions among many others. Hard copies are provided to stakeholders including families, staff, partners, visitors, prospective parents/students, prospective employees and others with an interest or stake in the academy and its students. Headteacher & Director: Kevin Prunty / Editor-in-chief: Jessica Joyce / Graphic Design: Enzo Gianvittorio Danese (Enzo GD) / Printed by: Springfieldpapers.com

The “Cranford Review” © is a publication of Cranford Community College. Is an annual high standard produced magazine which provides an archive document highlighting various aspects of the life of the academy, its staff, students and community from each academic year.
It is a wonderful read and a useful historical document which, with its termly sister publications and occasional special editions, also serves to describe the values of the academy and support the aspirations of the academy, its staff, students and wider community. A colorful layout with a wide range of topics comprising events, extracurricular activities, recognition awards, initiatives, trips and excursions among many others. Hard copies are provided to stakeholders including families, staff, partners, visitors, prospective parents/students, prospective employees and others with an interest or stake in the academy and its students.
Headteacher & Director: Kevin Prunty / Editor-in-chief: Jessica Joyce / Graphic Design: Enzo Gianvittorio Danese (Enzo GD) / Printed by: Springfieldpapers.com

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The Perfect Panic Attack<br />

Huzayma Khamis<br />

It is like walking down the stairs and<br />

Missing<br />

The bottom step…<br />

That mini heart-attack feeling.<br />

But it stays with you all day.Every day.<br />

It is as if I am holding my breath underwater;<br />

When I try to resurface<br />

I cannot.<br />

I continue to struggle to breathe.<br />

Once I do resurface though<br />

I finally get some air<br />

But it is still not nearly enough.<br />

When I feel like a bag of bees<br />

I know a panic attack is coming on.<br />

I become restless,<br />

I cannot concentrate<br />

I become itchy.<br />

It is as if I have no skin.<br />

And then comes the shortness of breath.<br />

Sometimes I cry,<br />

Sometimes I appear impassive<br />

But inside I am screaming<br />

And dreading death.<br />

It is like having a heart attack<br />

While trapped in quicksand:<br />

The more you fight<br />

The quicker you sink.<br />

No one can reach in to save you.<br />

Eventually you lay back and surrender yourself<br />

To fate.<br />

And just like heart attacks and quicksand,<br />

You never know when you’ll get ensnared<br />

By either one.<br />

The Broken Bride<br />

Zena Rehman<br />

Smudged eyeliner,<br />

clumped mascara,<br />

Bleeding lipstick<br />

And an abandoned soul;<br />

A broken bride.<br />

I remember the day like it was yesterday:<br />

You picked me up and threw me across the room.<br />

No remorse and no feeling;<br />

I was like a rag doll<br />

To you.<br />

I trusted you,<br />

I gave myself to you,<br />

And on that last day<br />

I turned around one last time,<br />

And told you I loved you.<br />

But today I look back at that memory,<br />

And know that was not love.<br />

It was fear of the unknown.<br />

I walked away with nothing.<br />

I lost myself.<br />

I lost hope in humankind.<br />

I lost faith in love.<br />

But today I stand up high and strong,<br />

Because I fear not the unknown.<br />

I am stronger than I ever was.<br />

I am wiser than I ever was.<br />

And for that I thank you.<br />

My best mistake,<br />

My best teacher.<br />

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