The M3 Class, with Mr Hoover, have been reflecting on the issues that make up ‘Culture Clash’ in their lives. We will publish one poem each week for the next five weeks. This week we will start with a poem by Kyla Nolling- called ‘Reflections on Moving to a New Place’
I felt, at first,
Slowly fall into an endless abyss
Like a tear trickling down a cheek
an ocean of despondency.
A foreign tongue introduced
But not understood.
An unknown place with people of the same nature,
They stare down the outsiders, but it’s
Their food that’s out of the ordinary
Their clothes that are peculiar,
Their ways that are strange.
Why do I feel so out of place? Where do I really belong?
The earth unfamiliar beneath bare heels.
A seedling of hope
Is felt beneath the surface,
The world is seen from a new perspective,
New ways to be learned.
It’s not so abnormal anymore-
And overflowing with
More cultures as my own
Uniting within to become
Part of me.
I have more traditions, more family, more love.
So maybe I’m just lucky.
Now, I have another world
another place to feel
To be myself
Now, I have another place
That I can call