Heritage Poems 75 - Guernsey schools' poetry competition
This year, 2020, celebrates 75 years of liberation from the Occupation of the Nazis during World War two on the Island of Guernsey. A poetry competition was held asking Guernsey school students to write poems about the experience during Occupation and the joy of Liberation after 5 years (World War 2). Students from schools across the island talked to their grandparents and learnt about how it affected family members. They submitted poems which were judged by local sixth form students studying English. Online voting was used to identify an overall winner from the nine finalists. Students also had the opportunity to read out their poems on Radio Guernsey in the JKT show.
This year, 2020, celebrates 75 years of liberation from the Occupation of the Nazis during World War two on the Island of Guernsey. A poetry competition was held asking Guernsey school students to write poems about the experience during Occupation and the joy of Liberation after 5 years (World War 2). Students from schools across the island talked to their grandparents and learnt about how it affected family members. They submitted poems which were judged by local sixth form students studying English. Online voting was used to identify an overall winner from the nine finalists. Students also had the opportunity to read out their poems on Radio Guernsey in the JKT show.
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The Liberation of Guernsey Caspar Roughsedge
The navy are here, here to liberate me, you and everyone,
The Channel Islands are free,
Guernsey is one,
Guernsey, the one that suffered the Huns,
Oh, what a joyous sight,
The Huns exiting Castle Cornet,
The Huns laying down their arms, we are free, yes free,
Thank the British, after 5 long bellyaching years,
No sweet, sweet honey,
No more famine,
No one can take my freedom away,
No more stretched faces, no more fear,
I am free to be me!
Freedom Oliver Guest
Freedom
The warm comforting touch of a soft pillow that banishes sadness.
Freedom
The soft glow of the warm light through the winter snow that takes away pain.
Freedom
The dancing and the laughs of delight of small children playing that washes away horror,
Freedom
The peaceful calmness of soft feathers that extinguishes anger.
Freedom
The small fragile diamond of pleasure that expels hatred.
Freedom
The heavy thundering of an elephant charging, halting the Germans.
Freedom
Freedom Freddie Forshaw
They are here.
The thing that everyone prayed for has come.
The British liberated us from something worse than getting bombed.
The Germans have been obliterated: we have been freed.
People were launching hats like insane monkeys into the air, cheering like there’s no tomorrow.
Sadly, the Holocaust and lots of other disasters happened.
Guernsey is happy but a lot of the world is shattered; in pieces.
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