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Our Quarantine
Wallowing in our own reality.
Nothing to free us from our shackled
minds.
Eyes look blankly out the window, again.
Where the sun glares and the clouds weigh
the sky.
Nowhere to go and no-one to see.
Days disappear in an endless routine.
Tasks become warped and everything is
wrong.
You’re glued inside your boiling, churning
head.
It betrays you, poisoning the picture,
Sense is hoarded to the farthest corners.
And empty thoughts clutter your tired
eyes.
You wish to see, and forget what blinds
Dianqing Zeng (S2) compares social media platforms
you.
Emil’s Mutter Instead it arrogantly blocks the view.
And your thoughts and actions don’t feel
Als ich gehört habe, dass meinen like yours.
kleinen Junge Emil ein Krimineller in
Berlin erwischt hat, war es eine groÐe Troubles long gone circle like hissing wasps.
Überraschung! Ich hatte mich um Emil People that stung and left, crawl on your
Sorgen gemacht, weil meine Mutter skin,
mir gesagt hatte, dass Emil nicht in Faded thoughts return like forgotten
Berlin angekommen ist. Jedoch hat Frau wounds.
Bäckermeister an meiner Tür angeklopft Can only end in your disappointment.
und hat mir alles erklärt. The ones that you care for hurt even more,
Their distance just your fingertips away,
Im Zug hat ein Mann die Zeitung gelesen
und das Bild auf der ersten Seit war Emil. But we cannot see them, hold them, feel
Ehrlich konnte ich nicht meine Augen their touch.
glauben. Wie konnte die Geschichte We cannot run, and even if we try,
wirklich wahr sein? Die Reise war lang, We will finish right back where we started.
aber es fühlte mich nur ein paar Minuten We’re stuck in what was once a happy
denn ich habe nur über Emils Abenteuer Andrew O’Donnell (P4) creates a menu for place.
the Iron Man
bedacht. Plötzlich musste ich den Wagen Chained within our security and warmth.
ausgehen. Ich habe auf dem Bahnstieg Now we burn in our own isolation.
gestanden und Emil war da. Dann hat er To leave is society’s mutiny.
letztendlich mir die ganze Geschichte von You only have one choice. You have one
Anfang bis Ende erzählt. Es klang total choice.
unglaublich und spannend aber auch, zu
seiner Mutter, viel zu gefährlich! Everyone the same. Stuck in their own
heads.
Florence Johnson (S5)
The world like a graveyard, full of no-one.
The writing above was inspired by the The things we took for granted, we draw
reading of Emil und die Detektive by Erich out
Kaestner and Hamide spielt Hamide by
Annelies Schwarz. These were some of like golden luxury, ambrosia.
the first novels pupils had read completely They feel wrong, illegal, a betrayal.
in German, after which they were then Everyone is trapped, everyone is safe.
asked to write a diary entry for one of the Rory Cairns (P6) has a cracking time in the The longer we’re safe, closer is freedom.
characters. ‘egg catch challenge’ Katie Fortune (S6)
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