OF SURVIVAL
BRAVE NEW WORDS FROM YOUNG WRITERS
AT NEWHAM SIXTH FORM COLLEGE
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2 INTRODUCTIONS 19 PARADISE ISLAND 31 BORN JOLLY
JONATHAN MOHAMMED UZOAMAKA MBADIWE
5 FOR HOPE
ABAD MOHAMMAD SNAKES AND FAKES 33 WHAT GEEKS ARE
JONATHAN MOHAMMED MARK-ANTHONY RAMSEY
6 NAVIGATION
YUSUF MOHAMED EXECUTION CHILDHOOD
JONATHAN MOHAMMED TAHSIN RAHMAN
UNTITLED
SANYA MEHRBAN 21 AN ARTIST INSPIRED FAKE FRIENDS
BY FOUND OBJECTS BULENT ENVER
7 WORKING CLASSES MELISSA BHEEKHA
JACK GALBRAITH 34 DEAR DIARY
22 IS LAR NISHTAY REBECCA CAVANAGH
THANK YOU JADKI LAPARI
YASMIN ABUBAKAR (NOWHERE FOR THE TRANSFORMATION
CHILD TO GO) MINAL KHAN
PATHWAYS IKRA NAWAZ
JACK GALBRAITH 35 HUMANITY
24 BLESSINGS NAVEED KHAN
8 SPELLING OUT JOSEPH ROSTANT AND
DISASTER MAGDALENA ZOCHOLL UNTITLED
AGNES THIONGO HOLLY POWELL
HELD RECORD FOR
10 LOVE BIRD SIGHTINGS 36 9 MONTH OLD SEED
RAKIB AHMED TASHAWAR AHMER FATIHA LOUISA GUERGUER,
NAVEED KHAN AND
THE AREA GUILT ABAD MOHAMMAD
RAKIB AHMED LIAM JEFFERY
AN INTERPRETATION
THE LIFESTYLE 25 CRACKS OF YOUR TEARS
RAKIB AHMED LIAM JEFFERY THALIA HANCOCK
Poetry gives our language the wings to fly and in difficult times we need strong wings.
Starting with just the alphabet, the poetic form allows our ideas to soar. Just like those
in our previous anthologies, the poems in this collection launch themselves off the
page with power and passion refusing to be held down.
Thank you to these young poets for their contribution to the algebra of humanity
starting with just the mathematics of survival.
Thank you also to Joelle Taylor, Kat Lewis and English PEN for their continued support
and commitment to helping our students develop their work.
EDDIE PLAYFAIR
PRINCIPAL, NEWHAM SIXTH FORM COLLEGE (NEWVIC)
This is a book for those who read over the borders of a page. This is a book for people
who write in the margins. This is a book for people who live there too.
I spent an inspiring six weeks working at NewVIc with the Step UP group two separate
groups of young people who wanted to work on their English and their control of it
on a page. It was a powerful experience, one in which we each traded life stories
and dreams and tried to make them sit still on a piece of paper. Whilst I was there to
enhance their appreciation of reading and writing, the real purpose perhaps was to
encourage them to write the book that they wanted to read. Here it is. Whether you
contributed five poems or one, this is your book. Read it in public. Read it loud.
JOELLE TAYLOR
FACILITATOR
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At such uncertain times it is a privilege to come to NewVIc where it's clear that hate is
a lack of imagination. The sparkling talent in this group of young writers is fed by their
fresh and curious eyes. I believe in a future where these voices are loud.
KAT LEWIS
FACILITATOR
The dark vision conjured by the brilliant writers featured in this collection is not an easy
one to process. There are tales of wars taking place across the world and on our own
back doorsteps, introspective imaginings of the minds of those who find themselves
dispossessed by a world in crisis, stories of journeys taken by those attempting to escape
evil only to find themselves thrust into it again in another form. But the creativity and
bravery of the young people whose eyes we see through in The Mathematics of Survival
is a powerful lesson in resilience to all of us.
Thanks go to the ever-inspiring Joelle Taylor, who worked for six weeks with students on
the NewVIc Step UP programme, encouraging them to speak their truths in writing that is
both published here and will also be turned into animations by NewVIc media students.
Thanks also to Kat Lewis, who facilitated a fantastic series of workshops that saw
students experiment with form, group writing, translating the visual to the verbal and
more.
Many thanks to Steven Kern, Kate Reed, Sandra Baptiste and all the staff at NewVIc who
made this project happen. Thanks to Louise Swan, who was instrumental in the initiation
and development of this project for English PEN.
Finally, thanks to the young writers that youre about to read. English PEN is proud of
every single person who here raises their voice to struggle against what they feel is
wrong. Contributing new voices to English PENs long-running activism, every word in
this collection is a fist raised in defiance.
REBEKAH MURRELL
ACTING HEAD OF PROGRAMMES
JANUARY 2017
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FOR HOPE
ABAD MOHAMMAD
This is for
The boy who sits quietly at his desk
In the centre of a battlefield
Studying the mathematics of survival
For the young girls
Dressed in hijab
Stalked in the shadows of men
Holding bibles like guns
Bombs aiming at those innocent families
Who suffer from poverty
Dust is covering their body like skin
Pale white torn birth certificates
The rivers of blood
Streaming down the streets of Palestine.
Children playing in the tide
Woman stares at her reflection in the blood
This is for babies who have bullets instead of bottles
Guns instead of toys
Bodies instead of games
This is for hope
For unity
For justice
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NAVIGATION
YUSUF MOHAMED
UNTITLED
SANYA MEHRBAN
The sun emerged, by the decree of God, sending golden rays of divinity
across the barren wasteland. The buzzing of small flies awoke me and I
rubbed the sleep off my eyes. My bones groaned as I stood up. Another day,
I said to myself. But I did not mind. The morning wind blew the swishing sand
across the desert. I made a small prayer and headed towards the nearby river.
The sound of dipping water ringed in my ears. Steadily I walked towards the
bank of the river, still battling my unconsciousness. I gazed into the depths
of the water, my coldness staring back at me. I was a villager and this was
who Id always be. But still, deep within my heart there was a black void, that
yearned for something more. I gasped and suppressed this desire until I could
feel it fading away in the pit of my stomach. I swallowed: just another day,
where I would tend to the flock of sheep. Instantly the sound of a gunshot
rang loud in my ears. Trees rustled as birds flew away in fright. My eyes
widened with shock as understanding finally settled within me. The flock.
The flock! I shouted. I ran in desperation, my blood filled with fear.
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WORKING CLASSES
JACK GALBRAITH
This is for
The working class of London
Who cannot afford to breathe
Whose houses are homeless
Whose dreams are hopeless
This is for
Those in London with little to share
Climbing a ladder of life that is barely there
Getting madder every day
Forgetting the words they were about to say
THANK YOU
YASMIN ABUBAKAR
Thank you to God who has blessed me with everything I have in this world
Thank you to my Mum for going through pregnancy and labour and giving birth
to me at seven months rather than nine
Thank you to my Dad for being there
Thank you to my siblings for endless banter everyday
Thank you to my family for being my family
Thank you to my best friend who also gives me bants
Thank you to JD for the banging trainers
Thank you to myself for holding it down
PATHWAYS
JACK GALBRAITH
I go left
I go right
Which path to choose
Should I stay in the past?
Or should I walk
Head high
Toward the future?
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LOVE
RAKIB AHMED
THE AREA
RAKIB AHMED
In the area, youngers carry knives and the olders carry guns
They all are killing their own kind
These kids are all lost and money hungry
Growing up in a slum where youd get robbed on a normal day
So just dont be at the wrong place at the wrong time.
THE LIFESTYLE
RAKIB AHMED
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UNTITLED
MAJEDAH KAYUM
DEAR DIARY
CLAVERINE ROWE
Ive been here for a quarter of a year and have another two quarters to go.
I dont know how to feel; Im loving it but its also a learning process. I have
fallen madly in love with the city scenery which is a drastic change from my
country surroundings back home, its refreshing to wake up to beautiful brown
buildings packed tightly like sardines along the road rather than the dull,
distressing, half-dead trees. Another thing Ive tripped head over heels for is
the beaming sun which lights up the room as bright as a famous person who
is known worldwide for something great! It is a satisfying feeling knowing that
you dont have to weigh yourself down with clothing as thick as a polar bears
fur in order to have a regulated body temperature. Its been a great experience
so far, getting to know the area people speak so highly of. Its really living up
to the fantastic reviews.
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CALAIS
MAJOR YOHANNES ALEMU
No place to sleep
I kept walking
Trying to get on the lorry
All night
The police punches
Dog bites us
So hungry
Once a day food
Three weeks to get to England
No shower
No phone no family
Weather as cold as the police
As wet as my tears
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RILEY
ESA AHMED
Another year has gone by and things are still the same. Blue is the sky and
anarchy is the state of the mind. Can change be possible even for a being so
flawed? Disaster is the common theme, easier than most believe. For anarchy is
the state of the mind and guidance is far from home. His character is conflicting
and so his life is a trial. Indeed, life would be so much easier if he wasnt in
need. Joy seems like impossibility; Karen, his mate, urges him differently.
Lovely as it may be, its still just words. Maybe someday they will have meaning
but never in his time. Opposites attract so all hope is not lost. Pointless as it
may seem, questions are needed. Riley is the name. Small; tiny, even. And ugly.
Violent in nature. Weird in life. X his position, Y his destination, Z a sign for his
confusion. Of course every being is flawed.
UNTITLED
NAVEED KHAN
Shock he felt
Fear he smelt
Family he left behind
His eyes were as wide as a gun barrel ready to fire
His mouth a bomb canon ready to shoot out bullets
His skin was a map of his home
His voice was the sound of a low flying drone
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LEAVES
VINUSHAN JEGATHEESAN
STAINED GLASS
VINUSHAN JEGATHEESAN
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Awakening to the sour greeting of the British gloom, my mood instantly set
itself for the day. Lazily, I rose out of my bed, gently tapping the alarm clock
that sat comfortably on my chest of drawers half a metre away from me.
The time flickering rapidly on its face revealed that I was late for my daily
jog. Hastily, I grabbed my gleaming gold tracksuit and hauled it from its pit
(otherwise known as my wardrobe). I slipped into my tracksuit and raced out,
sliding into my trainers on the way.
Usually, Id meet up with my buddy Luke for the jog but hes probably long
gone by now. I started off with a steady pace, but this erratic weather had me
rolling all over the place. I slowed down so that I wouldnt fall; the ground was
damp through from the horrendous rain last night. As I travelled down the
silent roads, I took in the scenery, noticing that I never usually do. The nude
trees posing confidently above decorated my otherwise grey area, and the
familiar smell of the soaked terrain followed me.
About three quarters in to my mile and a half jog, I grew tired and noticed I had
forgotten my water at home. I sat down on a bench and, feeling detached from
myself as I hyperventilated, stared down at a chest with a hand placed gently
on it. I felt a soft drop of liquid fall onto my scalp and quickly pulled my feeble
hood onto my bristling mane. The sky grew grimier than before. I stood up and
continued with my jog, dodging the insults the sky spat onto the British land
as best I could.
As I got closer to leaving through the parks exit, I saw a dark figure laying on
the ground. As the gap between the figure and I decreased, I caught a glimpse
of a neon orange water bottle one I had seen every day for the last two years.
It cant be, I thought. I slowed down as I got to the figure and recognised the
blonde shoulder length hair and the stubble on the chin. LUKE! I screamed in
horror, and hurried over to him.
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WE ARE WRITERS
MINAL KHAN, ESA AHMED AND HABIB RAHMAN
Creative beings
We are writers
Merely living things
We are writers
Living life with ease
We are writers
Dont forget me
COME FROM?
JONATHAN MOHAMMED
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PARADISE ISLAND
JONATHAN MOHAMMED
This is for the boy who strolls on the paradise island of Trinidad
Searching for his one and only dad, surrounded by exotic trees and birds
He cries out for help but nobody heard
This is for the boy who got rid of his nerves and started shooting at nerds
Drug dealers and murders have become new role models
This is for the boy who never learnt to become a man but but was forced to by nature
He has the heart of a lion but a palm full of iron
EXECUTION
JONATHAN MOHAMMED
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That is why the umbrella and the glove were in the attic.
They remember her, with her hair curly
Gems of rain dropping onto hands
Carefully folded in red gloves, touching his.
He, leaning over to protect her, with the dome of his umbrella.
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Alone.
Bloodshed... she dragged her feet across the dry, barren wastelands-
Claws. No, just a child; rubbing her face as her scarlet hair obstructed her
weary eyes.
Death, how far was the reaper? She gazed into the lair of oblivion waiting
ahead of her.
Escape! She snapped her eyes behind her, wide and trembling as the
arid winds gushed past her dry skin. She raced across the desolate lands,
littered with the remains of stone pillars of a once proud civilisation.
Family... where are they? Mother? Father? Where are you all? She panted,
not looking back as the crimson lights from the heavens glaring down on
the forsaken lands.
Genocide, this was all just a game to them; a disgusting game between
life and death. Your race, religion, ideologies, loyalties and your own
damned identity! This all was a way to eradicate anyone who dared to
oppose them.
Hell, this was a world that no child should ever be exposed to-
unfortunately this was the only world she knew.
Ill. was what the doctors diagnosed,
Jail. was what the militia reached to a decree,
Kill. was what her master directed,
Lonely is what Ive become,
Monster is what the world screams and points Evil. When they push
you to your limits and you fight back, thats what happens. Control; once
they lose that, they fear your very existence.
Night. She gazed off into the inky skies, observing the shining, distant
stars, like as if they were portals to the worlds beyond the mortal plains
she knew.
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BLESSINGS
JOSEPH ROSTANT AND MAGDALENA ZOCHOLL
GUILT
LIAM JEFFERY
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CRACKS
LIAM JEFFERY
BROTHER
LIAM JEFFERY
CONGO
LIAM JEFFERY
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ORIGIN
FATIHA LOUISA GUERGUER
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DONALD TRUMP
FATIHA LOUISA GUERGUER
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BIRTH RIGHT
JAHEDUL MIAH
LIFE
PRAVEEN KAGENTHERAN
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BORN JOLLY
UZOAMAKA MBADIWE
I lived Jolly,
Caring for all but none
I laughed, danced, skipped and played.
Alls well if youre no wood
A little dew of peace is surely worth a lot more than rivers of roaring triumphs
I was born jolly, but surely, lifes worth more than rallies.
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Theyre the type of people who would become scientists. These people are so
extremely smart that they dont have many friends besides a text book, a laptop, a pen
and pet chameleon. They are like their pets because they are rare and beautiful.
CHILDHOOD
TAHSIN RAHMAN
FAKE FRIENDS
BULENT ENVER
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DEAR DIARY
REBECCA CAVANAGH
Dear Diary,
Day 105 on our ramshackle boat with wood and odd pieces of fabric. We left in a
hurry. The sea is a cold mistress. Nothing like Thailand where everything was safe
and familiar Like Dad. He is lost and forgotten. He has forced us into a life we
didnt want! Death, destruction and despair was part of our daily lives and when we
wanted out we were disowned and almost killed.
Now here I am in this boat, falling apart and broken, like us. We wanted to get out
and now here we are: lost in the vast emptiness. Alone.
Routine is what keeps us from going insane Checking the rigging, the food, just
trying to survive Something which Im used to, my survival mechanism. The sweet,
sweet rum is gone. I am slowly fading into the madness. I have found freedom. But
at what cost?
Im not used to the sea. Blue waves and white foam remind me of champagne
bottles overflowing.
TRANSFORMATION
MINAL KHAN
A dark cloud passed as a shadow over his mind. Beautiful, imaginative dreams
suddenly morphed into torturous, vicious and manipulative nightmares. Colours that
shone through him slowly paled. Dangerous thoughts: a curse of some sort. Eager
to find escape from defeat, his fragile mind gave way to gruesome thoughts. He was
no longer the person he used to be: independent, joyful, kind and lively! Memory
after memory faded away; a new man was left in his place. Opening the book of him,
the pages themselves panicked. Queens and Kings said they couldnt put him back
together again. Right they were, as only he could get himself out of this ruin.
Tearing down layers was the only way to get rid of his doubt. Underneath it all was a
strong-hearted man; the very passionate and caring one he once was.
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HUMANITY
NAVEED KHAN
UNTITLED
HOLLY POWELL
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I rose from these streets to find out what this world is really like.
My skin was hard
Hard like concrete
So hard it began to fall apart
I was left with nothing
Just crumbling cement
Unravelling rust
The streets suffocated with dust
I was blinded by the darkness
Pitch black
Eyes like tunnels
Surrounded by the heartless.
MY STORY
SAMUEL LEMUS VALENCIA
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THE STREETS
SAMUEL LEMUS VALENCIA
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FOOTBALL IS A DRUG
SAMUEL LEMUS VALENCIA
This is for
The young teenagers
From the streets always
Looking over their shoulder.
Not knowing when they have
To whip out the long barrel shotgun.
UNTITLED
CLAY NKOY
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LUCID THOUGHTS
HIFZA NAWAZ
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CRACKS
AMEERA ISMAIL
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UNTITLED
CLAY NKOY
LIFE OF A REFUGEE
ABAD MOHAMMAD
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From Readers & Writers, the literature outreach programme of English PEN
Edited by the students of NewVIc, Joelle Taylor, Kat Lewis and Rebekah Murrell
At www.englishpen.org, you can find out more about the full range of English PENs
activities including campaigning for writers at risk around the world, running a full
programme of public literary events, awarding three annual literary prizes and giving
grants to UK publishers for the publication and promotion of world-class books
translated into English.
The Mathematics of Survival features contributions from NewVIc students from across
the college courses, including the Step UP programme. Step UP is a foundation level
course providing a supportive environment for students who find school challenging
or unrewarding. Step UP students develop a package of skills and gain qualifications
which will prepare them for work or a higher level of study at college.
Joelle Taylor worked with Step UP students for six weeks, with some students audio
recording their poetry. These recordings will be turned into video animations by
NewVIc media students.
Kat Lewis worked with students from across the college courses as part of a creative
writing Nrich project.