This week we took part in Refugee Awareness Week. We were reminded about what a Refugee is and the difference between a refugee and an asylum seeker.
We watched videos and also read We are all Born Free: A Universal Declaration of Human Rights ;
and 
books about the refugee experience and hope. We then wrote our own poems and performed them with traditional Syrian music and jbeme drums. We hope you enjoy.
Refugee
Is it me or is there so much pain?
To me life’s not all fun and games.
So many shirts with blood stains.
The world should be ashamed.
Is it me or is there so much pain?
To me life’s not all fun and games.
Down in the south so much war.
Yet some choose to ignore.
Take a time-out
Or take another route.
Is it me or is there so much pain?
To me lifes not all fun and games.
In the east people are having to leave,
Yet the government al they complain about is beliefs
People haven’t even got relief.
Is it me or is there so much pain?
To me life’s not all fun and games.
I left my family
Because of poverty
I left my friend
Though not to offend.
My home is beautiful
The bombing is immutable
I’m scared, no-one cares.
Hammad
Refugee
I come from a bad place
a place which always
had storms or floods,
rain or hail. Everyday.
I come from a bad place.
One day I was lying in my bed
until my dad came rushing into my bedroom
saying “son pack your bags and your gadgets,
we need to leave in ten minutes.”
I responded “yes dad.”
I came from a bad place.
Aeron