Erase the Hate Contest Winners 2008-9
Winners announced at the Youth Family Event, Sunday, April 26, 2009, 3-5 PM
Poster Honorable Mention
Yasmeen Awada , Mohamed Elhindi , Muna Farhan, Hassan Hafeez, Zeina Condon, Morgan Korecki., Maria Cernak, Zachary Condon, Jake Crane, Brittany Kudja, Jacqueline Burns, Matt Empie, Jewell Miller, Stacey Aberl, Katharine Szymanski, Michelle Chanady, Brendon Crosby, Ellen Guisfredi, Emily Stearns, Virginia Dionisio, Marielle Dusa, Emily Poor, Kaitlyn Ritts, Shawn Wynn, Jason Zwayer
Elementary School Division
Middle School Division
High School Division
Middle School Division
Deena Zucker Balance, Jessie Griffith The Snow, Sukanya Dayal Them, Emma Baker Mean Girl, Maddie Kaser Bullies
High School Division
Samanatha Smolenski Find
Yourself, Brittany Malkemus With
Middle School Division:
Its purity is amazing
Like one thousand dancing fairies
Like one million little sparkles
Each and every one an individual
Each and every one a hope
A piece of faith
The snow comes from the heavens
So do people
The snow is on the ground now
All of them united
That little girl
Who sits by the window and wonders...
What if the world was like my backyard?
Every single snowflake
United as one.
The girl you've known forever,
your friend of your early memories
play dates, sleepovers and birthday parties
is no more.
She's still there physically,
but she's become one of their numbers,
a mean girl.
And to her you've become an ant on the golden brick road,
a small insignificant speck on the road to "popular"
What is popular? A roller coaster where you're strapped in and have to coast along your friend's moods.
Up or down,happy or sad.
Why do people want to be popular?
They should be happy where they are,
sure of there rock solid friendships,
not the paper fans that are ,the popular ones, pretty but not dependable
I do admit I feel sorry
Forgive those who've hurt us, forget what they've said.
You can't blame someone for the thoughts in their head.
Our opinions were instilled by how we were raised,
Though our elders' discrimination was mistaken and dazed.
It's our duty now to see through this stumbling block;
Open our minds and never engage in such talk.
I'll be the first to stand up and be strong
Because I certainly believe we can all get along.
I'll love what's inside and disregard the out.
See the beauty in all people and never have doubt!
Let's show our ancestors the real meaning of love,
Who we are, what we can be and what our hearts are made of.
Forget skin color, sexuality, ethnicity and race.
We're all the same creation, made in the image of God's grace.
Together we all have the same goal in life,
To make it to heaven without very much strife.
Therefore, love your neighbor as yourself and never think more.
Our generation will make the world better than before.
Today's the day, so save the date.
From this moment on, I'm erasing the hate.
By Lindsay Leasor
We’re on the edge of being fair and centered
We’re one step away
Done with the rallies
From German Nazi death tallies
Clichés tell me that counts in hand grenades
We’re close, done with right parades
They tell me we’ve done much in a century
But here’s my contemplation
Almost there, eighty percent of the way
Why not a unified nation?
L.A. Riots over, hearts stopped racin’
Progress stopped like a bus long ago
With a little lady on it
But I don’t care
Black president, equal op. residence,
We’ve filed all the precedents
Present needs to match past progression
No more recession
The cruel hand of fury lashes out
Striking their misunderstood Brother
A scar that never Fades
He cries out in pain but there is no sound
He is Voiceless
Fury knows no equal
Pure hate masks the confusion, sorrow, fear in our Hearts
That we will be forever left in the Dark
Slavery, Holocaust, War, Hate Crimes manifest themselves
As the ignorant bullies in school
From the pain and sacrifice of our Unheard past
Gathered a driving Force of anger and desperation
Calling out for Change and Salvation for their next generation
What we lost during our own trail of tears we can claim as Ours
A Mark of pride and memoriam for what we braved
A seed of Hope is planted in the soil of violence
And Dreams deferred
A driving Force of Celebration and Strength
Pushes a sproutlet into the Wonder of Clear Sunlight
An incandescent Flower of celebration
The Unbreakable Stem anchors the Flower to the Soils of our past
Our Hearts are the Path that can Us
To see through the Eyes of Humanity.
By Diamond Stewart
It's one o'clock, three o'clock
Mom is not home
Dad drunk on the couch and in the zone
I'm fourteen years old isn't no where near grown
Walking the streets of Junction
Trying to bring gorsier home
Man in the backseat shot a boy not even half-way grown
Little boys age of ten smoking, drinking,
Going down wrong
Little girl age of ten
Pregnant by a 30-year-old man
Man has a wife and kids at home
He can't pay the bills
The dark streets of Junction and Vance
Staying 'til the end of the world Me and some other girls
We march the streets happy and proud
Erasing the hate from the crowd
Replacing the pain with love
It's time for a change
Be happy for free, live life for free
Take it without the price
Only thing you have to pay s attention and give respect
Care and love people and let them know
Time to erase the hate
But first lets start with me and you