Middle School

Anchors

Anchors come in different shapes and sizes. Your anchor might not be the same as someone else’s, but that doesn’t matter – if it makes you happy, it’s for you. Taking care of yourself is important, so don’t change your anchor to fit in. I think it’s important for people to understand their anchors or things they do for fun might be different from other people.

What gives me hope

My entry has to do which what gives me hope in life, so I did a poem on how playing softball and being with friends and family help me when im overwhelmed.

James’s helping hands

My piece is about James finding a place were he can express himself and feel safe and comfortable.

My Escape From Stress

This entry is an essay about someone who helps me come back to earth when I am upset. Writing this was a way to express gratitude for my best friend.

You are Never a Bother

Our submission was inspired by how some of us feel at times. We want to share how we feel, but it’s difficult because we are soft-spoken or worried about bothering people with our problems. If we bottle our emotions we can get into a depression and that can lead to dark place.

Big Sad Wolf

Our submission relates back to the submission’s criteria because the wolf wants to talk to the three little pigs but the pigs keep running away from him, so the wolf now feels like a bother.

Not A Burden, A Gift

The little things about you that make you ‘you’ can never be replaced. Never be afraid to ask for help because you’re not a burden, and you never will be.

Your problems may feel as big as the ocean, but I will be your shore.

I wanted to show the art of stillness and the raw emotion that a photo can capture. I wanted my picture to give off the effect of a person feeling safe, loved, and comfortable telling other people their pain or just a random fact that they came up with. I wanted to show that no one is a burden, a pain, or a bother.

You’re No Annoyance Here

My submission is a poem, and my poem is meant to be for those who feel that they are bothersome, or an annoyance to others.

Denial

My short video portrays the complex relationship I have with my parents as a transgender teenager. The end poem is a direct call out to the fact that my parents fully know that I’m trans, yet every time it is brought up in a conversation, they act as if it’s their first time hearing it. The film is an invitation to a party that I’ve planned for too long – one that only my parents are invited to.