All the messages and poems on this page are sponsored by Stand Up Step Up Seychelles, a newly formed association which deals with bullying on social media platforms such as Facebook and Instagram. |18 February 2017
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Gou ek loder bullying
La i pase
Tou sord non zot ti apel mwan
Mon pa ti kapab defann mon lekor akoz mon ti feb
Zot ti imilye mwan
Zot ti boufonn mwan
Zot ti sikann mwan
Zot ti menm tir salte dan bin e anvoy lo mwan
Ti en moman penib
Dan mon pti mouswar karo mon’n plere
A en serten pwen mon ti kwar mon en bon nanryen
En nespes gonaz ki zis anplis lo sa plannet
Mon ti sipliye ki later i ouver anba mwan e anval mwan
Dan lenbesilite mon ti esey pran mon prop lavi akoz ou ti’n vol mon dignite
Ou ti’n briz tou mon rev
Ou ti kondann mwan
Letan in pase
E mon’n vin adilt
Larder ‘bullying’ mon konn li tre byen
Ozordi tou in sanze
Mon’n gran
Mon kapab defann mon lekor
Ou pa pou fer mon lavi mizerab zanmen ankor
Akoz mon konnen lekel mwan.
Ou ki pe sifok ou prosen
Zis mazinen sa ki pa bon pour ou pa bon pour ou kanmarad
Lavi en parkour
Kot sakenn i mars dan son santye
Sakenn i viv son letap
Sakenn in anbras lavi dan diferan kouler
Ou
Ou kapab fer en diferans.
K. Perine
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I Am Greater Than Them
They have no limits...
But I am greater than them
They tear me apart
With the words of their mouth.
They push me so far
With the thoughts of their heart
They have no limits
But I am greater than them.
They spit on my name
They crush my spirit
At times on their faces
They leave no feelings
They have no limits
But I am greater than them
It’s my life they want to ruin
Setting up a fire
To burn all my moods
They have no limits
But I am greater than them.
This my world
This my boat
The sea of my future
I also have no limits
And I am greater than them.
Mira Basset
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‘You're so fat!!’
At first, it all sounded innocent. I have always been on the heavier side, so it felt almost normal to hear those three words. Years passed, and those extra weights just never lifted. Instead, they kept mounting and mounting. The more I tried to lose them, the more I gained. And then, adulthood hit and the negative comments spiralled. ‘You're too fat!’ ‘You need to lose some weight!’ ‘Why are you always eating?!’ ‘Go on a diet!’ They became so constant...each time, harsher than the first. So, I decided that I needed to make some changes. I needed to stop allowing the fat shaming to pull me back. No!! I did not choose to forcefully diet just so I could please other people. I surmounted all that. I decided I needed to see myself in a different light. I decided to love myself. It was about time that I did. The weight may never go down on the scale, but I am a much happier person on the inside, because I know who I am as a person...and that's enough for me.
E.L.
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‘Mountains can be moved’
On the first day got some ‘A’s
On the next day got some hate
Spoke to my dad
He said don't listen to those lads
You know better than them
So this other day, went up on stage to praise my Creator
But all I got were booing spectators
Tears went down my pale cheek
Could no longer stand them calling me a geek
Most people would've lashed out on the booing crowd
But instead I took a knee and talked to my father, but not aloud
In that instant I felt stronger than before
Not physically but mentally stronger
Words are not enough to describe how cleansed I felt
I stood up and continued with my preaching
Amazed, I left them speechless
Like people when they first heard of Jesus
Let’s remember Miley's words “There's always gonna be another mountain I'm always going to want to make it move”
The bullies are the mountains and with God they can be moved.
Nathalia Lawen
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Sur les ailes d’un ange
Sur les ailes d’un ange
Je cède mes douleurs
Elles les emportent
Sur une autre dimension
Mais comment les oublier ?
Les coups
Les insultes
Les ricanements
Vous les connaissez pas comme moi
Vous ne connaissez pas ma souffrance
Mon angoisse
Ils sont là
Ils m'ont ammarés
Je suis attachée à eux
Pour l’éternité
Comment s’en sortir
Et cette même énigme
Qui tourne dans ma tête
Pas de solution, pas de réponse
Pourquoi moi ? pourquoi pas vous ?
Pourquoi tu ne vois pas
Le mal qui me fasse
Sans cesse, sans scrupule?
Sylvie Houareau