On World Epilepsy Day – 26 March 2025, Miss Graham, one of our English Teachers, and the school’s Creative Writing Club lead penned a beautiful poem especially to commemorate the event that is also known as Purple Day.

On Purple Day, the ocean calls,
A quiet roar, a rhythm falls,
The waves that rise, the waves that break,
A dance with every breath they take.

The sea, it mirrors minds so vast,
Where tides of thought in currents cast,
And riptides, hidden deep,
In silence, quietly do creep.

The purple wave, it crashes near,
A storm of light, a veil of fear,
A flash, a spark, a sudden pull,
A whirlpool where the heart feels full.

But after storm, the calm returns,
The ocean’s heart again it churns,
A gentle pulse, the ebb and flow,
A quiet peace. A steady glow.

On Purple Day, we see the sea,
A world that’s bound in mystery,
Yet in the dark, the waves still shine,
Epilepsy’s survivor: you’ll be just fine.

Through all the surging, all the strife,
There’s beauty in the battle’s life,
For just as oceans shift and sway,
So do we rise, and find our way.