The Beauty of Diversity. What would it be like to walk down the street and have everybody look like you? What would it be like to go to a dairy and only see vanilla flavours? What would it be like to look at a meadow and see only one type of flower? What would it be like ...
Wednesday, 30 July 2014
Imagine if we were all the same
Imagine everything being the same.
Imagine everyone thinking the same, everyone saying the same things, everyone having the same careers, having the same looks and the same brains.
Imagine everyone wearing the same clothes and everyone eating the same food, everyone running out of the food that they eat because there is none left.
Imagine everyone having one school, one teacher, one mind.
Imagine having one big line at the supermarket, one flavour of ice-cream that everyone hates.
Imagine everyone having one name.
Imagine everyone dying at the same time, the human population being extinct, well, we wouldn't be human, we would be robots or clones.
Imagine everyone being the same.
By Sophie
Imagine everyone thinking the same, everyone saying the same things, everyone having the same careers, having the same looks and the same brains.
Imagine everyone wearing the same clothes and everyone eating the same food, everyone running out of the food that they eat because there is none left.
Imagine everyone having one school, one teacher, one mind.
Imagine having one big line at the supermarket, one flavour of ice-cream that everyone hates.
Imagine everyone having one name.
Imagine everyone dying at the same time, the human population being extinct, well, we wouldn't be human, we would be robots or clones.
Imagine everyone being the same.
By Sophie
Wednesday, 23 July 2014
This poem, written by an African child was nominated for the best poem in 2005
Colour
When I born, I black;
When I grow up, I black;
When I go in sun, I black
When I sick, I black
And when I die, I still black;
And Ü white fellows;
When U born, U pink;
When U grow up, U white;
When U go in sun, U red;
When U cold, U blue;
When U scared, U yellow;
When U sick, U green;
When U die, U grey;
And U call me coloured.
thanks to the website http://fancycake.wordpress.com/tag/quote/
When I born, I black;
When I grow up, I black;
When I go in sun, I black
When I sick, I black
And when I die, I still black;
And Ü white fellows;
When U born, U pink;
When U grow up, U white;
When U go in sun, U red;
When U cold, U blue;
When U scared, U yellow;
When U sick, U green;
When U die, U grey;
And U call me coloured.
thanks to the website http://fancycake.wordpress.com/tag/quote/
Diversity poem
Diversity is like friends
With them we all laugh, and smile, but without them we are lost.
Diversity is like family
With it, we are friends, we are happy, without it we are nothing inside.
Diversity is like stars.
With them, you imagine, you dream, without them you are limited.
Diversity is like hugs.
With them you feel warm inside, and comfortable, without them you are empty.
Diversity is like the sun.
With it the world lights up, and glows, without it, we all live in the dark.
With them we all laugh, and smile, but without them we are lost.
Diversity is like family
With it, we are friends, we are happy, without it we are nothing inside.
Diversity is like stars.
With them, you imagine, you dream, without them you are limited.
Diversity is like hugs.
With them you feel warm inside, and comfortable, without them you are empty.
Diversity is like the sun.
With it the world lights up, and glows, without it, we all live in the dark.
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Wednesday, 2 July 2014
Diversity poem
Differences between
Individuals.
Value your differences
Everyday.
Regardless of
Skin colour.
Intellectual differences build the world.
Talentless or not we are all the same.
Your differences create you.
E.
E.
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