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12/07/00 09:47:25 GMT
Your School's Name: oakwood high school
MY URL: Visit Me
Your Name: mark shelton
Poet's Name (if not yourself)
Any comments about why you wrote it?

Your Poem:
THE BULLYS Sometimes I wish that they would stop it. Doing bad things and blaming me. There is one huge boy his name is Darren. He always puts my head down the toilet. I always hope that something happens to them. Get detention or something else. That would mean that they couldn't do it to me. But I would never tell.



12/07/00 09:47:25 GMT
Your School's Name: oakwood high school
MY URL: Visit Me
Your Name: Misha Kaur
Poet's Name (if not yourself)
Any comments about why you wrote it?

Your Poem:
Bullies are bad,they are uselessin this world.they have no hearts meaning they are lifeless.Lonely souls,STONE HEARTED!



12/07/00 09:47:21 GMT
Your School's Name: oakwood high school
MY URL: Visit Me
Your Name: Stephla Fond
Poet's Name (if not yourself)
Any comments about why you wrote it? Woman's Rights

Your Poem:
Emily Pankhurst, she did what was right, Even though she went through a very big fight. She got bullied, she received abuse, but in the end she didn't lose. She fought for what she beleieved in, but most men thought that a sin.



12/07/00 09:47:20 GMT
Your School's Name: oakwood high school
MY URL: Visit Me
Your Name: anita laura sharman
Poet's Name (if not yourself)
Any comments about why you wrote it? becauce i think it`s not fair

Your Poem:
There they were , waiting for me at the school gates,terrified as i was ,i waited, hopeing that they would give up and walk off.I found it wasn`t going to be that easy,not after last time.Suddenly i heard the school bell ring in the distance."Yes" i thought.



12/07/00 09:46:04 GMT
Your School's Name: oakwood high school
MY URL: Visit Me
Your Name: anita laura sharman
Poet's Name (if not yourself)
Any comments about why you wrote it? becauce i think it`s not fair

Your Poem:
There they were , waiting for me at the school gates,terrified as i was ,i waited, hopeing that they would give up and walk off.I found it wasn`t going to be that easy,not after last time.Suddenly i heard the school bell ring in the distance."Yes" i thought.



12/07/00 09:45:59 GMT
Your School's Name: oakwood high school
MY URL: Visit Me
Your Name:
Poet's Name (if not yourself)
Any comments about why you wrote it?

Your Poem:



12/07/00 09:45:57 GMT
Your School's Name: oakwood high school
MY URL: Visit Me
Your Name: humfry mortimers
Poet's Name (if not yourself)
Any comments about why you wrote it? cos the teacher told me to

Your Poem:
2 people 2 races 2 colours 2 faces 2 lives 2 voices 2 homes 2 choices oppression 2 words 2 feelings 2 actions 2 meanings 2 aims 2 grabs 2 daggers 2 stabs 2 s why?



12/07/00 09:45:55 GMT
Your School's Name: Oakwood High School
MY URL: Visit Me
Your Name: Christian Thorpe
Poet's Name (if not yourself) Christian Thorpe
Any comments about why you wrote it? For Homework

Your Poem:
The bullies mind a powerful mind. Who knows what will be inside. He hits you hard and kicks your shins. Then he pushes you into the bins. They pierce there ears and there nose. He stamps on your feet. And breaks your toes!



12/07/00 09:45:54 GMT
Your School's Name: oakwood MY URL: Visit Me
My Email: Email Me Your Name: Keshia
Poet's Name (if not yourself)
Any comments about why you wrote it? about Rascism

Your Poem:
I was sitting on the kerb, waiting for my friend when, the boy next door, asked me what i was doing. I answered back,"I'm waiting for my friend." But he was and said, "Black people can't sit there." So I walked away muttering to myself, "Why do I let people do that to me?"



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