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2014 Overall Winner & recipient of the Babies of Walloon bronze statuette

Chairperson’s School Award

Edwards Property Mentorship Award

Ipswich Theme Awards

Chair’s Encouragement Awards

Rosewood Green Award – Open Age Local Poets

Joy Chambers & Reg Grundy Award – Open Age Other Poetry

Metro Hotel Ipswich International Award – Open Age Bush Poetry

Ipswich City Council Award – 16-17 Years

Queensland Times Award- 14-15 Years

History Rewritten by Ella Fox-Martens (First Prize)

The Cry of an African Heart by Erica Emms (Second Place)

A Heart’s Desire by Dylan Burgess (Third Place)

The Beauty within the Beast by Vegini Krishnamoorthy (Highly Commended)

Who Dies in the End? by Sara Suk-Udom (Highly Commended)

Old Man Winter by Emile Regano (Highly Commended)

The Race by Darcie Smith (Highly Commended)

Here We Stand Side by Side by Erica Emms (Highly Commended)

I Forgive You by Erica Emms (Highly Commended)

Yggdrasil by Simone Engele (Highly Commended)

The Lady Who Went for Afternoon Walks in High Heels by Emily Parker (Highly Commended)

She was crinkled all over,                              
Tiny, fragile hands and cropped short, curly hair,
She called herself a boy’s name, I never understood that.
Grass stains of her gardening clothes,
Planting pretty flowers that smelt funny to my little nose,
Garden scissors always in her hands, trimming grass until its exact level,
She was the lady who gave me ice blocks and chocolate bars.
Her fluffy teddy bears on her bed,
Her rainbow bird and long haired dog,
Tangled pastries covered in icing sugar,
Behind her gummy smile there lies her sad history.
Fleeing evil men who slaughtered everyone she knew,
Only allowed to take one stuffed toy and a bag of clothing.
At age 15, she fell in love
Moved to Australia to start a family of their own,
Had many children when everything started to fall into place,
Then.
Heart.
Break.
Struck.
Left alone to raise all 5 children,
Left alone to pay the bills,
Fighting for rights, without any.

There was no hope at all.

The children turning their backs on her when they grew,
Hating because she was always miserable,
Never Understanding,
She was left alone again
She hardly saw her grandchildren,
When they did they were forced and never hugged her.
With little money she had left after her child stole,
She brought a house for herself,
And lived there on her own.
I was five years old,
l never saw her grief.
The lady who gave me chocolate bars and ice blocks,
Threw my balls over the fence when they were lost,
The lady who made us tangled pasties from her home land at Christmas
And the lady who walked in high heels in the afternoons.
Never did I notice the picture of her husband on the wall,
Or the few of photos she had of her children or their children.
I.
Never.
Saw.
Her.
Grief.

Broderick Family Award – 11-13 Years

Ipswich District Teacher Librarian Network Award – 8-10 Years

River 94.9 Award – 5-7 Years