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Essay and Art Contest Results Announced

Painting of railroad tracks leading through flowers to a brick camp entrance beneath a red sky.

The winner of the Ella Holtzen Memorial Tolerance Week Art Contest is Kelli Schnell, an 8th grader from South Sioux City Middle School.

Artwork by Kelli Schnell, 8th grade, South Sioux City Middle School

The winner of the Tolerance Week Essay Contest is Adeline Sanchez-Garcia. Here is her essay.

All Flowers Will Blossom

We’re all beautiful flowers Cherished at different hours But roses say we should be like them Just because they have a better stem

Even though we symbolize different Doesn’t mean we should be so distant We want to see the beauty in life And to not be torn by a strife

Their thorns prick us as we blossom by It seems like they want us to die And we all don’t understand why So I guess it’s time to say our goodbyes

Why can’t we all accept And not to deflect Just because we mean different things Doesn’t mean we have a bad sting

They forget we’re all just flowers Just different types of flowers Just because you are more popular Doesn’t mean you can be so sour

In springs we all bloom In winters we all gloom So what difference does it make? We’re all beautiful flowers

So I’m begging you let us plea We like to be so free Bloom our sweet scent That smooths against the cold wind

Our meadow is torn apart Our beautiful art is gone They say to give up But I just won’t backup

Because we’re all beautiful flowers The desire to be cherished I won’t be symbolized by a badge I won’t fall into ash

I’ll bloom in fields

I won’t be easy to wield Stand up to what I believe It will be hard to make me leave

I’ll take my home back I will not lack My strength will so strong Because we do belong

Because I’m a beautiful lilly I represent kindness and innocence I don’t do any type of brittleness Like my fellow white roses

No flower will ever smell sweet If they have bad desires on your street So rest in peace to my daffodils You’ll be remembered still

As I wither in my flowerbed I hope you will agree That were all just beautiful flowers And that’s all we’ll ever be