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May 2020 winners

Our prompt for May 2020 was to write a story about adoption, we were delighted to partner with Scottish Adoption for the competition

Congratulations to the winners of our May 2020 competition. Feeling inspired? Have a go at this month's prompt. (this will open in a new window)

Adult winner

Nicola Davison

I live with them now. I like them. They have red hair and freckles, lots of freckles, the kind that sit close and blur into each other. I dotted orange paint over my face to look just like them. They cried and hugged me tight, my freckles smudging into theirs.

Gaelic winner

Katie Margaret MacRae, age 10

Is mise Alice agus bha mi a’ fuireach air na sràidean. Bha e cho fuar ach nuair a thug duine còir mi chun an taigh-dilleachdan bha mi cho blàth ri bainne. Às dèidh ùine bha mi air m' uchd-mhacachd agus bha mi cho toilichte ri rìgh! Tha mi blàth a-nis ...

Translation by Gaelic Books Council

I’m Alice and I was living on the streets. It was so cold but when a kind man took me to the orphanage, I was as warm as could be. After some time I was adopted and I was as happy as a king! I’m warm now …

Young writers (12-18) winner

Lucy Sermanni - Gormley, age 16

Tears cascade. A social worker sits opposite, awkwardly, waiting. A tiny bundle swaddled in blankets in the arms of a young mother. Somewhere out of reach an anxious couple awaiting. Joy. Pain. Hope. Heartbreak. A mother lets go, another mother takes in. It takes both.

Young writers (5-11) winner

Thomas Service, age 11

It was a strange time for them all. The toddler was getting visits from a couple he barely knew. With each visit his excitement grew. They were visiting a toddler they barely knew. There came a day for the last visit. They all left together. The beginning...

This month, we are also publishing some highly commneded stories chosen by our judges and partners at Scottish Adoption. There are:


Sarah Goulding

The teacher writes 'Family Tree' on the whiteboard, after drawing hers, she tells us to start our own. All the other kid's heads drop in concentration. I look out the window to the trees feeling confused and lost. What am I meant to draw? Doesn't she know I'm adopted?

Lisa Buckland

I purchased the same washing powder that she used. The box sat on the worktop, promising to whiten my whites and remove my stains —ahh, but can you promise to make me smell like home? Comfort anxious young hearts, cocoon us with familiarity while we weave together a family?

Young writers (12-18)

Lola O' Flynn, age 12

He’s coming to live with us today. My whole family stands outside in the cold and watches as a black car pulls up in front of our house, and a boy with blond hair climbs out of the backseat. He grabs his backpack and then looks directly at me. “Hi.”

Julia, age 17

On the day of your arrival I have set out all the toys I would give you. I waited patiently in my room as mum and dad brought you inside. You glanced at the toys but instead of reaching for them you ran directly into my arms, squeezing me tightly.

Young writers (5-11)

Rhona Mylne, age 11

I'm bored, my mind wanders. On the desk, my birth certificate. I think. Lucy Hadfield. But, I'm Lucy McDonald. It's me, the photo is definitely me. The name isn't. So, my Dad is not my Dad? I call. He's not there. At all. I see the news. "WANTED". "Dad's" photo.

Logan, age 6

Once upon a time there was a sad and lonely little panda left on someone's gate. A little boy called Logan found him and took him home. He washed and cuddled that little panda all night. Every night. Now panda and the little boy love each other forever and ever.

The end.

(Told by Logan and scribed by mum)