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Beef Frankland
I am a husband and father of two beautiful daughters. I have worked as a professional youth worker for the past twenty three years and now work for a charity in North London with disadvantaged young people, a local primary teaching music and

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Creative Writing > Short Stories Short stories: Police: 26 of 27
The Crime of Youth. Sitting in a coffee shop drinking a large caramel latte watching the world go by through the large glass window against which the high seating gives the best view of the street. This has become a daily ritual a way to pause and unwind after the chaos of my daily commute on the London Underground. Outside ... More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Spiritual: 633 of 656
Sacred Places. There are sacred places outside of walls, where the one true God stands and calls. Make the Pilgrimage, start to climb and as you do focus your mind on higher loftier things. Listen to the rhythm of your heart and let its beat tune into mine, let your thoughts and soul entwine, discover the riches of the divin... More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Christian: 289 of 296
My Christian journey started in the Church of England and I have some fond memories of attending church as a child. It was here that I first experienced a silent retreat and first heard God speak. It was here that I discovered the power of liturgy and sacred word. It was here I developed a love of communion, especially the s... More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Longing: 419 of 428
Longing. I'm longing for something new, something real. Somewhere my faith connects, where my spirit touches Yours. Where my life counts. Where Your life in mine splatters out and affects those around me. Where the community of love includes those who are outcasts; those who are struggling; those whose spirits are broken; th... More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Armageddon: 30 of 30
The forces gather on both sides. Vast armies alert, keen and ready. They wait for their commanders call. They wait to fight for the last time. This day has been building, since Adams fall. The day man turned his back on God. The world will change for evermore. But first the battle must take its toll. Satan's armies dressed i... More..
Relationships & Family > Friendship Drama & Issues Sticks and stones may break my bones - and words hurt, too!: 26 of 26
Words have a power that stick and shapes and helps us become who we are. Words can hurt and our brains seem to have an inbuilt loop mode to play over the negative again and again. It is as if the negative words have a stick ability whilst the positive ones seem to dissolve and become easily forgotten. As a young person I att... More..
Creative Writing > Reflections Reflections: Teachers: 19 of 19
The teachers I remember from my school years, sadly I remember for the wrong reasons. My education was in the days when it was acceptable to use corporal punishment, give detentions without warning and considered alright to instill a little fear in the children they taught. The laws regarding such things changed about two ye... More..
Creative Writing > Reflections Reflections: How summer camp changed my life: 18 of 18
My first summer camp came when I was eleven years old with the Boys Brigade to a small field with no mod cons on the Isle of Wight. The week was under canvas, rather old bell tents really past their best but sufficient for our needs. The camp was a mixture of fun mixed with old school discipline from a military background. E... More..
Creative Writing > Reflections Reflections: Encounters with the poor: 8 of 8
The year was 2001 the country was Zimbabwe and the reason I was there was to lead a team of thirteen teenagers for a three week trip working on various projects. One project was decorating a children's home, full of beautiful children most who had lost their parents to aids many who also had been born with it. Another was wo... More..