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THEO-Literaturpreis 2024
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Unser Schüler Alexander Schumann gewann am 21. April den nationalen Jugendliteraturpreis THEO in Bad Saarow Nähe Brandenburg. Mit einem sehr persönlichen Gedicht über seine körperliche Behinderung und den damit einhergehenden Alltagserfahrungen traut er sich, authentisch und echt zu erzählen.
,,Ich bin mir bewusst, dass der Gesamteindruck extrem persönlich ist. Aber ich denke, es ist wichtig darüber zu sprechen. Behinderung ist kein böses Wort. Es bedarf einer Entstigmatisierung von behinderten Personen im Alltag. Es hat mich viel Überwindung gekostet, diesen Text zu veröffentlichen. Er ist metaphorisch gesehen vieles: Ein Einblick in meine Gefühlswelt, in meinen Alltag und in mein Leben. Ich hoffe, dass dieser Text einige Personen zum Nachdenken bringt und sie somit ihre eigene Einstellung zu behinderten Menschen überdenken lässt."
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Sick To My Roots / Born with it
I am sick to my roots Burning in the ground I'm a mess I'm a mess when I look down on me I'm a mess I'm a mess when I see my disability Everyday and always I stand up Look down on my orthoses And am sick to my roots I've had enough of this experience Wishing I could be someone else Wishing I could be a healthy someone Someone else Wishing for the life of others Who were given cards that'll be easy to play At the end of the day / I feel isolation from everyone Feeling like a burden that can't be undone Now you're born with it Now you have to deal with it Get lost! That's how it feels Everyday When I get sick to my roots Purifying what cruels into me Purifying what cruels into me A deep anger I can't bargain it. I can't accept it. I just don't want to feel. Telling myself it isn't real. Like I'm not in the present moment Trying to get away from it. Never running fast Fast enough to get away Because I simply can't walk freely. When I lie down Look at the facts What is a fact about me? Well, I'm sixteen. I'm trying to grow. Spiritually, emotionally As a human I like reading. Painting. Feeling. Sensing. I wish I wasn't born with it. I wish it would just go away That's what I say. Talking to myself all day
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