Englisch LK schreibt über Identität und Zukunft
(LD) In diesen Tagen verabschieden wir unsere Abiturient*innen.
Sie brechen auf in ein Leben nach der Schule - mit Hoffnungen, Plänen, auch Unsicherheiten. Die Schüler*innen des Englisch-LK von Frau Land schrieben im Unterricht, unter Leitung von Herrn Kang, eigene Gedichte zu den Themen identity, home, hopes for the future.
Der Zeitpunkt des Aufbruches scheint ein guter Moment, auf diese Gedichte zu blicken.
my search
my identity
my life
myself
several countries come together into one
where is home?
one country, one city, one place?
travelling, experiencing, exploring
but when will it end?
where will I go?
the constant search
no finish line in sight
years it might take
but do I have that time?
the persistent pressure forcing forwards –
though some things are always holding one back
when will it end?
when will I find what I´ve been searching for all along?
Maya Siebler, Q2
My Everyday Life
I go to school
I see my friends
I go to practice
I might talk to my family
It's what happens every day
I have a game
I go to a party
I practice for an exam
I might fight with somebody
It's what happens some days
I go on vacation
I see my second family
I move away
I might fall in love
It's what happens rarely
I meet my favorite person
I start a career
I graduate from university
I might find my forever
It's what happens once
Which of these defines me?
Lina Hecker, Q2
Looking in the mirror
What do I see?
A reflection of myself,
but does that reflect me?
Uncertain who I am
uncertain who I'll be
with all these people saying
what I should and should not be.
I have last a sense of self identity.
Do I fit in, do I stand out?
Why do I even have to stand out?
Is being different all identity is about?
Or can I just be me, without
having to be special, other tan the rest
when it's not a competition
and no one is the best.
Jana Hajredini, Q2
Binationality
being caught between two chairs
walking through the streets
never knowing if people look
at me full of hate or full of warmth
can´t change how people see me
not knowing where I belong to
but being proud
being happy to share multiple cultures
but being lost in them
mostly welcomed
but never fully accepted
enjoying the privilege to have family around the world
seeing them and sharing memories
but do they really know who I am?
the infinite circle of mixed emotions
left alone with my thoughts
standing in the way of myself with my doubts
Bye Nationality
Suraya Haji Haji, Q2
Why
As a child I asked my parents "why"
Why is Christmas in December?
Why is the sky blue?
Why is there a monster in the closet?
And my parents could answer every one of them
Today I ask myself "why"
Why am I here?
Why am I alone?
Why do I have to wake up in the morning?
And why is there no one home?
As a child I had wishes
I wanted to be the strongest girl in class
I wanted to be a lawyer or a princess
I wanted to fall asleep in the arms of my father
And I wanted to wake up to the smell of bacon
Today I have wishes
I want to be as skinny as the other girls
I want to be as pretty as the other girls
I want to be as smart as the other girls
And I want to be as happy as the other girls
As a child I didn't understand
Why are my parents stressed
Why isn’t my father around
Why is this woman staying here
And why has my brother fear in his eyes
Today I start to understand
Work
Hospital
A heart attack
The first change in my life
Today I start to understand
Understand how fast life changes
How a single event tears your world apart
How everything has an effect
How you live every day in fear
And as I am thinking about it I have different wishes
I want to have time with my father
I want to be there for him
I want to make him proud
And, above all, I want to be this child again
Luisa Leininger, Q2
What Identifies You?
With laughter and a big smile
She comes along to us in the aisle.
Her earmuffs in hand
She is our command
To have a little more loving
In our everyday living.
With hummus, bread and
Unconditional support in her head
She drags us along in the daily foodery
Wearing jewelry
But never in a brewery.
Behind the glasses a smitten eye
Catches a hot guy
Giggling and yelling accompanies us
As we discuss fuss with no big plus
On the bank account
In our hand a comforting amount
Of hot matcha
To have a
Laughter
And I cannot forget the farth
Living in the north
Of Cologne
She comes along possibly with a frown
Making us seem like a clown
But in the meantime she gives a big hug
Leaving us felt like we are on a drug
But in a positive way.
Feeling like having a sway
Throughout a field in the midsummer sun
While being errand in the air spun.
Mia Meissner, Q2
Red and Red and Red
This is the question
you refused to address
The girl on television
crying
(not over you but
with your eyes
looking back at you)
The mirror
hanging too high
you can’t see the rest of your body
The mother looks at her daughter
and sees a mother
These patterns show what
is not there anymore, I promise
(why do you still feel it?)
I have learned:
Responsibility
means burning off the ancient things
still left in your face
See the dead eyes following you
Know that only time is what makes you
different from them
Know that you live
Know that you live you live, you live
This is the question
you have asked a thousand lifetimes
The burned bodies
worshipping the present
The ones that loved and
died for it
The ones that lived and
died by your own hand
See:
Your fingers red (from blood)
Your eyes red (but you didn’t cry)
Lilith Fröde, Q2
Proud German?
I am proud to be German
Am I proud to be German?
A nation with chapter dark and light
From Hitler's shadow to Stauffenberg's fight
My ancestors, our history
Do I have to identify with them?
Not a dictator, nor peace's knight –
Am I the sum of history's might?
Am I Germany?
Am I responsible for this history?
Democracy, health care, freedom
Is this my merit?
So in Germany's heart, let´s see
Luck and humanity
But what I feel cannot be pride
In history´s grip, where shadows hide
What if I were born in a dictatorial state?
No chances, money nor liberty
Stuck in endless poverty
Would this just be weakness
Or is it strength to be privileged
Or just an unfair share
I am privileged to be German
Carlotta Isselstein, Q2
My mother's ancestors were priests
Most of the time they would pray
My father's ancestors were farmers
Who would work all day.
Now I am just a student
For my future I have no clue
If I was born back then
Praying and farming is what I would do.
Nikolas Lütke-Entrup, Q2
I was born in Germany, a land full of chances,
Happy to dance through life's joyful glances.
Born and raised by my always open, joyful parents,
And all these valuable moments
I am glad to have them by my side
Because in a certain way they are my guides.
Every morning I smell the clean air beneath my feet,
And forget that this is something so many need.
No discrimination, a privilege to claim,
On a path of opportunities, I will build my own name.
What do I want to become, what can I become?
I don´t know, but in the end, it will be awesome.
In a school, on a journey to knowledge I ride
A future unfolding, with dreams by my side.
I'm grateful for the advantages I hold
In this country of promise my story unfolds.
Happy and blessed with a future so bright,
In Germany, my home, I find my delight.
Sophia Noethen, Q2
I was born in Germany
next to the river Rhine's flow,
where the endless cornfields
have a golden flow.
From the Bavarian mountain peaks
To the northern ocean breeze
How could I not be proud of the things
We invented, from the car to the
jet, all the cities we created.
But what about the crimes we commited?
The people we killed?
Because of us, Europe had to be reunited.
And what's there to be proud of
Anyways, if the borders of a nation
Are just lines on a map, drawn
Before I was born.
My Home
My home is not clean,
The streets are full of dirt.
My home is not rich,
But still my place of birth.
I like the golden summer sun,
When every task seems easily done,
I feel the game is lost and won.
But this November makes me shiver
Everything smells bad and bitter
And I know my city lost its sparkle,
The streets are full but still so empty.
I think of someone that I can but can't be.
But then I think of your beauty in summer,
How everyone turns joyfully dumber,
How everyone enjoys the heat,
How I desperately try this feeling to keep.
Kai Müller, Q2
concerts
loud crowd
loud voices
loud basses
loud noises
everything is loud
but my thoughts are quiet
not present
I scream as loud as I can
I jump as high as I can
and I feel as much as I can
overwhelming feelings
marvellous feelings
I wish it would never end
this incredible freedom
to scream your worries out of your head
and feel nothing ever but the concerts
the best thing ever
screaming, dancing, laughing,
feelings of lightness
Neele Fischedick, Q2
Question Marks
What do you want to do?
Where do you want to go?
What do you want to study?
Where do you want to work?
How´s school going?
What about your love life?
Questions I've been asked
At every family celebration
Every time I meet my parents´
friends on the street.
What am II supposed to answer?
I don't know
I know who I am now
But I don´t know who I want to be
in the future.
I don´t know what´s going
to happen in Juin.
I don´t know.
And that's why I don´t want school to end
This structure I´ve been given my entire life
will be gone.
I won't see my friends as often
I won't wake up early in the morning
I won't be stressed because of exams
I won't be tired in class
I won't try to laugh quiet in class
I won't count the minutes till break
I'm going to be free
But do I even want to be free?
I'm scared of the future
But at the same time I'm excited
Who knows what I´m going to do
Where I'm going to go
Whether I'm going to find a job
And for sure I´m going to be happy
Because at the end of the day ,
that´s all that matters
So don't ask me questions I can't answer
Rather ask me whether I'm happy
Or what makes me happy
Because at the end of the day, that´s all that matters.
Lilli Hopf, Q2
What will happen?
Uncertainty
Will we experience it together?
Fear
What will I become?
Insecurity
Dana! What will your future path look like?
Dana! What are your career plans?
Feeling stressed
Feeling drained
I don´t want it to end
On my own for the first time
Where are they going
What will they do
Please don´t leave
Will I make the right decision?
Do I even have any vision?
Afraid of being alone
Afraid of not finding my way
Can I not just stay?
Dana! Your future is at stake! Make an effort!
But will I find my comfort?
What is my future?
End of school: a scareful adventure
Dana Erdmann, Q2
