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the inclusion of *Born a Crime* by Trevor Noah in the syllabus of all New South Wales schools. The book is a funny, entertaining memoir of Trevor Noah's childhood in apartheid and post-apartheid South Africa, but it also contains powerful lessons for students that can promote understanding, empathy, and cross-cultural awareness. The book is a worthy choice for all Year 8 students because of the themes, language, and humour that it explores. The inclusion of *Born a Crime* is well-explained by its examination of identity and racism, two complex themes that are essential to discuss in the classroom. Trevor Noah, as the offspring of a white father and a Black mother, explores apartheid—a system of racial segregation—firsthand. The book invites readers to think about matters of race and identity, which is highly relevant in a multicultural country like Australia. Noah specifically says, "I was born a crime." When you tell people that you're half-white, half-black, they think of something beautiful, like a zebra. The metaphor of a zebra to describe mixed-race identity points out how society views racial mixing as something unusual rather than natural. The text's ability to discuss serious topics with humor and sensitivity will allow students to explore identity in a safe and thoughtful manner. Additionally, the book features great characters—especially Trevor's mother, who serves as a fantastic role model of strength and ethics. Trevor's journey with her offers insights into courage and the value of education. As Noah puts it, "My mother did what school couldn’t. She taught me how to think." This ironic line implies that real learning goes beyond formal education. Students can easily relate to characters like Trevor's mother, through whom they learn about family, sacrifice, and the importance of education—lessons relevant to all young readers. Finally, Trevor Noah's accessible writing style makes complex issues understandable for students of all reading levels. His use of humor, storytelling, and simple yet heartfelt language makes challenging topics more approachable. One memorable example is his statement, “Language defines you more than color to people.” Noah’s use of everyday language mixed with deeper themes helps students connect with the text and develop empathy for different perspectives. Overall, I believe *Born a Crime* is an excellent choice for the NSW curriculum, as it engages with crucial themes of identity, racism, and family through relatable characters and accessible language. It is not only an enjoyable read but also a text that challenges students to think critically about the world around them. Including this book in the curriculum will provide students with a meaningful literary experience that aligns with educational standards. Thank you for considering this proposal. I truly believe this book will resonate with students and help them construct a clearer picture of the complexities within our multicultural society.

[Verse] Goddess on the corner, spitting truth from the dome, Brick walls bear witness, hieroglyphs on the stone, Philosopher's mind, philosopher's tone, In a city where the man’s throne made of bones. [Chorus] Echoes in the alleys, whispers to the moon, Songs of a broken heart, stitched with a tune, Soul on fire, heartbeats as loud as noon, Guardian of the night, lady in full bloom. [Verse] Pawn shops and liquor stores, shadows of a past, Dreams fermenting in the glass, futures in the flask, Revelations in the rain, tears on the grass, Rhymes from her lips, myths built to last. [Chorus] Echoes in the alleys, whispers to the moon, Songs of a broken heart, stitched with a tune, Soul on fire, heartbeats as loud as noon, Guardian of the night, lady in full bloom. [Bridge] Warrior’s cry in the silence of dawn, Rising from the ashes, phoenix reborn, Verse in her veins, rhythm in the brawn, Walking through the storm, never forlorn. [Verse] Underground queen, throne built from stories, Imperial grooves, mythic allegories, Streets speak in tongues, hidden glories, Lady of the night, singing blues and worries.

[Verse] Yin and yang, fur slick as oil paint, Moves silent, ninja in the dark, ain't faint, Green eyes glow, predator in plain sight, Whiskers sharp, the alley cat’s knight. [Bridge] Nine lives, dancing on rooftops, Paws in the moon's light, never stops, Tail flicks, shadow ballet in the night, A tuxedo phantom, blending wrong with right. [Verse 2] Whiskers twitch, the whisk-e-zard conjures, Mice scatter fast, sheer feline wonder, Claws cut the night, like a ninja’s blade, Curled on my lap, in the shadow's shade. [Chorus] Black and white dream, patchwork king, Ruler of the windowsill, silent swing, Grace on the prowl, mystery sways, Dapper little hunter, night and day. [Verse 3] Street’s ghost, the bi-color sprite, Daytime vanisher, lace in the night, Stalking dreams, twilight’s alchemist, A monochrome marvel, a natural wit. [Bridge] Silent meows, whispers on the air, Quiet conqueror, with a regal flair, Magical paws, tracing ancient lore, He’s the paradox, on urban shore.

[Verse] Big dreams in a night so wild College days where we ran so free Now the tie's tight the smile's bemiled From group hangouts to lone cubicles we flee [Verse 2] Toss the books trade them for screens Deadlines chase our glowing dreams Friends turned into colleagues now unseen From carefree hours to counting schemes [Chorus] Where did all the laughter go From ringing halls to silent flow Turning points we didn't know From packs of friends to solo show [Verse 3] Late night talks they fade away Replacing them with work to play Worn-out steps in an endless fray Did we grow up or lose our way [Bridge] From celebrations to muted cheer Shifting gears it's all unclear Once so near now distanced dear Lonely roads that we all steer [Chorus] Where did all the laughter go From ringing halls to silent flow Turning points we didn't know From packs of friends to solo show

My mistress' eyes are nothing like the sun; Coral is far more red than her lips' red; If snow be white, why then her breasts are dun; If hairs be wires, black wires grow on her head. I have seen roses damasked, red and white, But no such roses see I in her cheeks; And in some perfumes is there more delight Than in the breath that from my mistress reeks. I love to hear her speak, yet well I know That music hath a far more pleasing sound; I grant I never saw a goddess go; My mistress, when she walks, treads on the ground. And yet, by heaven, I think my love as rare As any she belied with false compare.

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Dans les embruns salés où le Mousquetaire vogua, Nous étions jeunes, fous, l’âme légère et libre, Sous les étoiles de Quiberon, au chant des flots bas, Déployant nos rêves sans mesure ni fibre. Du lycée Saint-Louis à l'École des bâtisseurs, De Saumur à Paris, passant par Angers, Tu as tracé ton chemin, vaillant et rêveur, Sous l’œil attentif de ta douce Séverine, alliée. À Bordeaux, ingénieur, puis géomètre par choix, Ton savoir t’a guidé avec ferveur et rigueur ; Mais ton cœur, Julien, est un vaste miroir, Reflet de ton amitié, de ta chaleur. Ami du vin et des mots échangés dans la nuit, Tu refais le monde autour d’une table animée, Des projets fous dans l’ombre et l’éclat de l’esprit, Avec pour compagnons ceux que tu sais aimer. Et puis les routes s’ouvrent, en famille tu pars, Vers les terres lointaines, les grands espaces, l’ailleurs, Camping-car voguant sur l’Amérique des espoirs, Là où les horizons s’étendent, conquérants et rêveurs. Julien, mon ami, à toi je lève mon verre, Absent en ce jour mais présent par le cœur, Que cette vie te soit douce, simple et sincère, Car tu es l’ami vrai, le compagnon sans labeur. À ta générosité, à ta main toujours offerte, Je rends hommage en ce jour, avec un brin de tristesse ; Mais la mer nous sait liés, au-delà des fêtes, À toi, Julien, que jamais le vent ne laisse.

Im Lärm der Stimmen, die alle was wollen, Wächst der Druck, den sie mir zollen. Ein Lächeln hier, ein Ja dort, Immer im Kreis, fort und fort. Sollen, müssen, tun und rennen, Kein Moment, um mich zu kennen. Ein Bild von Perfektion gemalt, Doch keiner fragt, was wirklich fehlt. Doch tief in mir, da ruft ein Licht, Flüstert leise, vergiss mich nicht. Zwischen all dem Geben und Teilen, Darf man sich auch selbst verweilen. Zwischen allen Welten, darf ich sein, Mal schwach, mal stark, mal ganz allein. Egoistisch, ohne Schuld, Weil ich auch ein Herz bin, das Geduld. Es wird gepredigt, für alle da, Wer denkt an den, der nicht mehr mag? Ein Held, ein Helfer, immer bereit, Vergessen, dass die Seele schreit. Ja zu allem, was den Tag regiert, Doch wann hab ich das letzte Mal gespürt? Die Stille, die ich mir so wünsch, Ein Atemzug im Chaos-Dunst. Doch tief in mir, da ruft ein Licht, Flüstert leise, vergiss mich nicht. Zwischen all dem Geben und Teilen, Darf man sich auch selbst verweilen. Zwischen allen Welten, darf ich sein, Mal schwach, mal stark, mal ganz allein. Egoistisch, ohne Schuld, Weil ich auch ein Herz bin, das Geduld. Es ist kein Frevel, es ist kein Fluch, Ein Moment für mich, kein Betrug. Ein Raum im Innern, mein Refugium, Wo ich bin, ohne Kostüm und Publikum. Zwischen allen Welten, darf ich sein, Mal schwach, mal stark, mal ganz allein. Egoistisch, ohne Schuld, Weil ich auch ein Herz bin, das Geduld. Also halt ich inne, find mich neu, In einer Welt, die nie verzeiht. Doch ich wähle für einen Augenblick, Mich selbst – und das ist Glück.

**Calla** (Verse 1) In the fading light, you lost your spark, Once a wildflower, now a whisper in the dark. Silken dreams hung low, like shadows in the thaw, A smile drowned in silence, who could ever care for you at all? (Chorus) Calla, calla, where did you go? Through the fevered nights, into the depths of woe. There’s a hand to hold, a light to guide you home, Through the echoes of your heart, you’re not alone. (Verse 2) Pictures on the wall, they flicker and retreat, A laugh that used to dance now walks with heavy feet. In every crowded room, you wear your skin like stone, The world’s a haunting ghost, but we are here, we’re not unknown. (Chorus) Calla, calla, where did you go? Through the fevered nights, into the depths of woe. There’s a hand to hold, a light to guide you home, Through the echoes of your heart, you’re not alone. (Bridge/Climax) And I see you fading, slipping through the cracks, But I promise you, Calla, I won’t turn my back. In the echoes, in the silence, hear the cry, There’s a voice in the shadows saying, "Let’s try, oh let’s try." (Verse 3) In the quiet dawn, your spirit starts to wake, From the branches of despair, there’s life still to partake. With fingers intertwined, we’ll trace the lines of hope, In every heartbeat, we’ll learn to rise, and we’ll learn to cope. (Chorus) Calla, calla, now you’re not alone, Through the mirrored nights and paths overgrown. There’s a hand to hold, a light to guide you home, With the echoes of your heart, we’ll build a brighter throne. (Outro) So lift your weary head, let the blossoms bloom, In the garden of your soul, there’s always room. Calla, calla, let the song begin anew, In the arms of the night, I’ll always stand by you

[Verse] Five five six six we're counting the days Five five six six stuck in our ways Distance between us it's making me fear Busy schedules and you're never here [Verse 2] Five five six six we're drifting apart Five five six six breaking my heart Each minute passing we're losing our touch Time’s slipping by it’s costing so much [Chorus] We're one family yet so far away Caught in the whirlwind drowning in gray Five five six six the numbers stand tall Will we reconnect or continue to fall [Bridge] Mom’s always working dad’s on the run We chase the money forgettin' the sun Kids growing older don't see eye to eye In a crowded room still wondering why [Verse 3] Five five six six let's turn it around Five five six six find common ground Put down the screens and look in my eyes Reconnect the bond cut all the ties [Chorus] We're one family yet so far away Caught in the whirlwind drowning in gray Five five six six the numbers stand tall Will we reconnect or continue to fall

Ooooo thinking back to all my sin's while I lay in this grassy field looken up at the flickering stars singing to the whispers of the midnight sky ooooo ooooo the light flickers in my eyes as I watch the light fly across the sky ahhhh the lightning hits as the sun shows oooooo