Strategy 2030
As a University, our role in transforming individual lives and positively impacting society is unquestioned, and this is something that we will continue to do through Strategy 2030.
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At the event launch on 16th February 2022, students submitted their creative writing pieces on Sustainability and Social Injustice, which you can read below!
Non-Fiction
by Bridget Idowu
We were not rich, neither were we poor but my parents were not making enough money to send me to medical school.
Mama was a baker and dad worked with a private company as a business manager but still their salaries put together was not sufficient to support me and my brother into college at the same time.
In dismay,I watched as my childhood- dream of becoming a medical doctor vanished into thin air because of my socioeconomic and family background... (...)
Fiction
And the Curtain Twitched
by Stephanie Wilson
The noise drew her back to the window. In the darkened garden, beyond the fence, she could make out movement, shadowy figures, one low onthe ground, the inhuman cries echoing in her ears. She reached for the phone, knowing deepdown that she should have done this months ago.It really wasn’t anything to do with her.Shejustified her indifference.But it had gone too far now. She sawonefigure standing over the other, raining blows to the body, the shrieks now too loud to ignore. (...)
Fiction
Streets
by Ali Cargill
This is how it goes –but first, set the scene: 1888, November,Whitechapel. Dark, hours since.Fog, and chimneys pushing up smokeinto it. Dirt worked into damp cobbles, sharp stink from dung, last carts long rattled away, horses gone to such stabling as there might be. (...)
Fiction
Fickle Nature
by Paul Mackereth
Phil Ramsbotham pocketed his mobileand looked out across theflat expanse of open water. A slab of sea hiding the river valley and fertile plain that once connected the Netherlands, where he stood, with his native England across the choppy way. Pull back the waves and the relics remained. (...)
Non-Fiction
I Am Trying
by Amie Walker
I am trying. Trying to be the world that you deserve. Trying to plaster a smile onto my face, despite the many cracks. For two-million-years, I have watched you flourish, expressing yourselves through cave art, engravings on flint, hieroglyphics, statues, and even graffiti. I have watched as you find your independence and explore my many terrains, creating intelligent languages and cultures along the way. You have become a staple to me and a species I am grateful to have raised. (...)
Fiction
by James Mather
The capsule was empty. The lamp smothered the walls in a diluted amber, the occasional ripple of blue flowing on either side of the room. It had been several days since the life-ship had departed Perdita station and the computer had decided to turn off thegravity generators to conserve energy. I pulled my knees to my chest, pressing them in tight. The sensation sent a cosy fizzle down my spine, warming me as I aimlessly floated. (...)
Non-Fiction
Once Upon an Earth...
by Hannah Claridge
I had been told that many years ago, the world was a beautiful place. There was life;in people,in plants, in art, in TV –it reached every part of the planet. There had been bad things; war and famines and corruption but the promise for change hung in the air, there was always a sense of possibilityandof better things to come. The summers were hot and clear and the winters cold and crisp but now –here in the same place as all those years before –the summers are too hot and the winters too cold. That’s why we’re here, locked up in ourlooming blocks. (...)
Non-Fiction
Check Your Labels
by Andrew Gooch
All clothes come with labels. The same could be said for humans too. The moment we leave the factory we attend the assembly and receive the tags that shall hang fromour bodies for the rest of our lives. Some are large enough to cover our entire skin-helpfully colour-coded to help us tell at a glance the culture and race we derive from. Some labels, such as the unsightly tag that hangs between every little boy’s legs, mayseem permanent and irremovable while others are more flexible; subtly hidden beneath the surface. Waiting to be discovered by those willing to understand. (...)
Fiction
The Illusion of the Right Choice
by Lucy Jolliff
She sighs as she throws yet another cheap umbrella in the bin. The bent spokes mean it doesn’t unfold all the way anymore-useless. She looks at the options for a new one online, cursor hovering over a black umbrella witha carbon fibreskeleton that promises not to break in a hurricane, but inevitably sliding over to the ‘price: low to high’ button. The small banner proclaiming the promise of ‘the last umbrella you’ll ever buy’ quickly disappears. She buys the first umbrella she sees with a pattern she likes. It’s going to rain again tomorrow. (...)
Fiction
by Ozie Court
The fire blazing down that street was no witchcraft, nor an accident.
Zhi knew this. So did most others sensible enough to connect simple dots. The bakers of Zhouyuan would sooner use their own bodies to smother a fire than let one get out of control and snatch their livelihoods from under their feet. Jobs were all people had. And theyruined not just the Jiangs’, or the treats of Zhouyuan.
They ruined Zhi’s life, too. (...)