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"Actions in Spotlight has encouraged me to learn more about why these inequalities exist and how society can resolve them through the implementation of the United Nations’ Sustainable Development Goals."
"Actions encourages other young people to learn more and speak out for the causes they support; our voices will be heard."
Nonfiction in response to Partnerships for the Goals
May 2019
When I was little, my teachers taught my peers and me skills like adding and subtracting, reading and writing. They also taught us other skills like sharing with each other, talking about our problems, and negotiating solutions. These are basic principles...
By Georgia Bernbaum
May 2019
Nonfiction in response to Partnerships for the Goals
To achieve all 16 goals, the United Nations put forth the 17th goal which encourages collaboration between public and private sector to achieve the goals.Schools, public or private, play an important role to help achieve this 17th goal. They should prepare the future...
By Grace Muresan
Poem in response to Decent Work and Economic Growth
August 2018
Just One Job
By Grace Muresan
Strike! Pull back,
Strike! Pull back,
The hoe is heavy
I’m not ready
For this sort of work.
Strike! Pull back,
Strike! Pull back,
Father’s dead
And mum’s in bed
I cannot let it hurt.
Strike! Pull back,
Strike! Pull back,
My sisters cook and clean inside
By husbands’ rules they must abide
I strike with the hoe and pull aside.
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Strike! Pull back,
Strike! Pull back,
Thinking of Mum will make me fast
I stare at her and then at last…
She takes her final breath
And struggles into death.
Strike! Pull back,
Strike! Pull back,
I plow the field
And finally yield
Doing the very work
That killed my father.