Category: Art

Most parents tell their children that they should not be sad about anything, because everything at home is okay; and even when they tell them about something outside the home, they still say that. This makes kids learn to suppress their negative emotions and never let them out, leaving them unable to learn from or…

I wish my parents knew how I felt when my friends didn’t text me back. Feeling forgotten made me feel like I was fading away. – Southwest High School, 10th Grade, Imperial County

My entry shows what it feels like when someone compares you to a sibling or a friend – it makes you feel low, as if you are worth less than the person you are being compared to. – Landmark Middle School, 8th grade, Riverside County

My short video portrays the complex relationship I have with my parents as a transgender teenager. […] The end poem is a direct call out to the fact that my parents fully know that I’m trans, yet every time it is brought up in a conversation, they act as if it’s their first time hearing…

We wanted to amplify the voices of young people on significant issues like mental health. Our aim was to create a meaningful connection between students’ experiences and adults’ understanding. In creating the film, we focused on capturing diverse viewpoints with sensitivity and authenticity. – Buena Park High School, 10th grade, Orange Countyy

I wish parents knew how much we miss the past memories with them, because as I get older, I don’t get to experience how that time made me feel. Sometimes I could use a little bit of that feeling, and I miss it. – Claremont High School, 10th Grade, Tri-City

Life is full of experiences and opportunities which can sometimes become overwhelming. Days can get blurred, and nights come and go without you realizing how fast time is passing by. […] What I wish my parents and other adults knew is that it is overwhelming to feel you can’t do everything you want in the…

Every day almost feels the same, especially when you are supposed to be a top student and feel obligated to get everything done perfectly. When I’m working endlessly until the day is over, my window serves as a reminder of how much I miss those days when I had time to go outside, go biking,…