Princess Diana’s Charity work

Princess Diana’s Charity work

By: Aanya Iqbal

About the Art

The late Diana, Princess of Wales, was born Diana Frances Spencer on July 1, 1961, in Norfolk. She lived a life of royalty and fame before tragically passing away at a young age in a car crash. During her marriage, the Princess served as president and/or patron of over 100 charities. Known as the “Giving Princess,” she was dedicated to raising awareness for causes such as homelessness, disabilities, children’s rights, and HIV/AIDS. Over her lifetime, she positively impacted millions.

Although it is believed that she began supporting these causes as a child, she faced challenges in sustaining them financially in the years leading up to her death in 1996. Nevertheless, her work continued until the end of her life.

With her passion for helping others, Princess Diana made a difference by raising awareness for people with disabilities and HIV/AIDS, advocating for better services, and promoting inclusivity and equality. This work was crucial in making the world a better place for everyone.

I honor her with a portrait because she inspired me to donate more to charities and to help save lives, just as she did.

This art piece and write up has been created by Aanya Iqbal.

We are all the same.

We are all the same.

By: Chinenye Kalu

We are all the same

We are equal

Your colour doesn’t matter 

Your story doesn’t matter

Your gender doesn’t matter

We live in the 21st century

So why do you keep obsessing about the past? 

Why do you keep playing the victim?

I reach my hand out

I try to get help

Like everyone else does

I get turned away

After all, we are all the same

So why do you think you deserve special treatment

You’re not special..

 They say..

You’re not a victim

We are all the same

So I hide away

Lock my door

Let the rain downpour

Knowing that if I speak out..

I’d get turned away

We are all the same..

You know what.. You’re right

We should all be the same..

So let me mold myself to make ensure I fit in with everyone else

I’ll make my jump voice jump the octave

Make my hair look like everyone’s else’s

Avoid speaking about my..

My so-called “lived experiences”??

What is even is a lived experience

No one has a unique or “lived” experience

Considering the fact that we are all the same

We all have the same experiences… 

We all bleed the same colour

History is history

What does any of that have to do with today?

We are all the same

I’m so sick of this neoliberalist fantasy

I’m tired of pretending to not live in reality

No 

We are not all the same

How can we all be the same…

When it’s only certain groups of people..

That are out there getting killed for just choosing to exist

Certain people that have had their lands taken from them..

For simply daring to exist in a world..

That would rather live in ignorance

A world where women like me get called sassy and dramatic

For daring to defend ourselves from traumatic incidents

How many tears have to be shed?

How many lives have to be lost?

How many women have to go missing?

How many cultures have to be erased?

Before we stop living in denial?

And realize that..

We are not all the same 

This poem is written by C.K.