19/06/2026
🏆 Announcing Our Year 7 Writing Competition Winner! 🏆
A huge congratulations to Thao Minh from 7B, the overall winner of our Year 7 War Horse writing competition! 🐴✍️
Students were tasked with stepping into the shoes of Albert, returning home from the front lines to deliver a speech to his village. The challenge was profound: persuade the community that true homecoming isn't just about celebrating a victory, but about recognising the deep horrors of war and the shared grief felt even by the 'enemy'.
Thao Minh wrote an incredibly moving piece that left our judges speechless. She expertly wove rhetorical and persuasive devices into her writing, capturing Albert's voice with immense maturity, empathy, and power.
We are immensely proud of Thao Minh and all of our Year 7 students who demonstrated such deep historical insight and emotional intelligence in their entries. Please join us in celebrating Thao Minh's fantastic achievement in the comments! 👏✨
Read Thao Minh’s incredible winning speech below.
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The war is over… You are all standing here celebrating but let’s not forget something. Some of you… Are standing here without a loved one: a father, a mother, a child, a son… This isn’t just a celebration but a memorial. Do you remember when you got a knock on the door, opening it just to find your loved ones… Dead? Or sitting at the dinner table awaiting the return of your father but you open a letter to see it carved with the words dead and gone?
Don’t just celebrate but grieve. Every few days bombs rained over the sky, smoke filled every corner. You tremble with your family, hoping whoever went to war was here, safe and sound. You hear horrors of death, blood, sacrifice but… Maybe just maybe, you have never experienced it.. That's why I’m here.. and I’ll tell you.. show you the endurance soldiers had to carry... Bomb scattered through the sky, dark red liquid drenched every surface; the smell of rust filled the air making you nauseous. Your best mate accompanies you, holds your hands and comforts you, then.. One day… You see him laying dead on the ground or rather your horse you love, care for, your champion taken and mercedesly ending up dead.. In your arms. Your sorrows will echo through the quiet place, thinking about them safe at home where they should belong… seeing them for the last time, a smile still plastered on their faces, you wonder when they’ll come home. I know some of you will blame the Germans for ruthlessly killing. You’ll be thinking these bastards killed my father. Kids will wait patiently, wondering why their mothers have come home crying not understanding he’s gone… Please don’t blame the other side. They have gone through the exact thing you did.. Betrayal, loss, sadness they had no choice. They were killed brutally because they had to, their loyalty to their country, to their families, and their communities. They would want to come home alive… They will blame you just like you were about to do.
Millions of people died that day, that doesn’t mean your loved ones did nothing to, they’re a hero. They're doing it because they are protecting you, they love you. Don’t hate the Germans, don’t do it because right now there’s a kid, a mom, a son, still crying at home screaming why their loved one isn't here with them. To share the sadness, that day was one of the worst days in history. Share the loss, say sorry to the other side and they will do the same.
The war is over now, that doesn’t mean peace but that’s better than doing it all over again. Respect the people who have fought, honour them. We can celebrate them together but just remember that we’re not alone. It’s okay.. To say you're sad, you need comfort but there are people next to you, a whole room, a country who is grieving because of the damage left behind.. we will do it together, you are not alone. And remember they always loved you. Let’s not just celebrate but honour, and know what it was like…