Englische Gedichte – Klasse 9a

Innehalten und nachdenken

Manchmal ist es wichtig, in Zeiten von multimedialer Beschallung, von Social Media und Fakenews einen Schritt zurückzutreten und nur wenige, aber bewusst gewählte Worte wirken lassen. Worte, die zu kritischer Reflexion anregen und uns emotional berühren wollen. Die kurzen Gedichte, die von Schüler:innen der Klasse 9a im Rahmen des Englischunterrichts entstanden sind, ermöglichen genau dies – einen Moment innezuhalten und nachzudenken. Nehmt euch gerne diesen Moment!

Clarissa Saura y Vogt, Englischlehrerin der 9a

Die Gedichte

Who’s to blame

By Clara Erpenbach

A woman walks alone in the evening
and it’s dark. Actually, she only wears “normal” clothes
she has a white shirt on and a black skirt.
Suddenly she notices a person behind her
staying behind her for a longer time
and she feels him coming closer
feels every step he takes.
And then, he is behind her
very close until his hand is touching her body.
She tries to scream but it’s too late
and nobody helps her.
And so it happens and now she is gripped by fear
No longer walking outside alone in the dark.
But is it really her fault and the problem because of her clothes?

Who’s to blame?

A black person comes into the room
and at once all the people look at each other
and often they start laughing.
Nobody is there to help.
Directly they get the feeling of being wrong and not being normal,
but does it really matter if they have different hair or a different hair colour?
Why are people considered wrong and no one really cares or says something about it.
Is it really their fault or just our society?

Who’s blame?

„Who’to blame“ by Clara Erpenbach: download 

Them and us

By Julie Hermann

They say we live in a just world
where everyone can live the way, they want to
where we all have the same value
a world with freedom and equality for everyone.
They say no one is better than the other,
but still it feels like we’re the weaker ones.

They say men are not better than women,
the mistakes in the past have been overcome.
They say they’re feminists and on our side,
the world has changed, everyone is equal
and we no longer have to stay behind.
But tell me, why doesn’t it feel like that?

They cover up the shame of the mistreatment and permanent control
our mothers had to endure.
They say that those hard times are over,
women are no longer the weaker sex,
why doesn’t it feel like that?
why do we still have to fight for our rights, although we’re as many as them?

If it’s a better world, then tell me,
why can’t we decide on our own bodies?
Why are we supposed to stay at home and watch after the kids?
Why do we have to fear to walk alone at night and wear what we want?
We’re living in a just world, they say
and now we demand our rights

„Them and us“ by Julie Hermann: download 

Finding a home

By Felix Reichelt

Finding a home:

 

If you aren´t white and your name’s not German,

then your chance of (not) getting a flat is already predetermined.

Even your money or job doesn´t change a thing,

you won´t get a home – the bias is returning.

 

Arabic or Turkish names make it even worse,

your landlord wants German surnames – it’s like a curse.

Being a woman will make you get more replies,

but sexual harassment could be the enormous price.

 

And if you´re asking for help because of your doubt,

if a landlord can do this, be sure you’ll freak out

‘cause the law(s) even help – to not pick you out.

„Finding a home“ by Felix Reichelt: download 

Soldier

By Ben Rösler

Politicians who never had a gun in hand

instruct us to conquer the victim’s home called “land”

Starting a war against our former brother,

a massacre like no other

 

We are the puppets in the Kreml´s game,

the marksmen, medics and snipers at the front,

aspiring for glory and honor we never get,

dying at the trident instead

 

If I die in Donbass, box me up

and take me home.

put the medals on the chest

and tell my mom, I did my best

tell Surowikin he lost one minor man

tell my nation not to cry

because I´m a soldier – born to die.

„Soldier“ by Ben Rösler: download