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How to Participate
DEADLINE: October 31, 2022



  • Dance Choreography 

  • Film Production

  • Literature

  • Music Composition

  • Photography 

  • Visual Arts

  • Special Artist Division

Rules click here.

Complete your art piece by October 3, 2022 by carefully following the rules provided in the entry link.


This year, entry form and submissions will all be done electronically through google forms. Since the google form is collecting file submissions, you must have a google account to access.  You may use your student google account.  We look forward to your entry(s)!


Artworks that are submitted to Laguna Hills High PTSA, will be recognized, celebrated and judged, while a non-judged Special Artists division celebrates student artists with special needs. Laguna Hills High PTSA then sends on a selection of entries to councils and then districts for consideration. The final artworks submitted to California State PTA by districts are then considered for Awards of Excellence or Awards of Merit. Award of Excellence entries then go on to represent California in the final National PTA judging round.   

If you have any questions, please contact Reflections Chair, Vivianna McKeegan at


Please use a google account to access. 

The 2022-2023 PTA Reflection Theme is “Show Your Voice!” 

Possible judging levels

  • Local – this is Laguna Hills High School PTSA

  • Council – this Saddleback Valley Council PTA

  • District – we are the Fourth District PTA (of the California State PTA)

  • State – California State PTA

  • National


The 2020-2021 PTA Reflections theme was "I Matter Because..."

Visual Arts

First Place - The Love Given and Received by Priscilla Moon

LHHS PTSA Reflections committee is happy to announce that Pricilla Moon also won 1st Place at Saddleback Valley PTA Council Level and 1st Place at 4th District PTA level!


First Place -  Pound Pup by Gavin Van Mil


Music Composition

First Place - Reflection Upon One's Self

by Zachary Wirth 

Reflection Upon Ones Self

Film Production

First Place - The Essay by Nathaniel Albano

Second Place - Dear You by Jason Wong

Third Place - Sk8ter by Gavin Van Mil


First Place - All I Could Want to Be by John Trytten

All I Could Want To Be 

“I matter because...” 


My mind turns to fuzz... 


At night, some rest, and others sleep, 

But me, my thoughts I tend to keep, 

Hammering away, the same as the day. 

Sound of drums, fitting thrums. 

Yes, flaunting, taunting, haunting, daunting, Dreams of mine or maybe not. 

The harshful climbs and shovely winds- 




Outside my window, there is a world, 

Inside my window, I lay furled. 

Staring twenty degrees down and over the garden wall. I lean so hard, yet I fear to fall. Across from me, each night I see: 

Alight, a lamp, another window. 

The rest of that street’s a rather dim row.

This beacon it beckons, 

When the city goes to rest, 

So late it's the morning, 

Chasing the moon, I guess. 

But there’s nothing to see, 

No silhouettes dance, 

Unity in severance, 

Makes this ‘nighttime romance.’ 

So I’ll while away the waking night: Wonder is no crutch. 

I would never try to find its source, It matters far too much. 

A stranger across, an albatross, Behind a window pane. 

A fitting refuge? A doubled recluse? To hide beyond some pain? 


The only other light, in the night so dim, Oh I wonder, do I matter to them? ... 

The light isn't always on. 

It’s off tonight. 


So alright, I’ll write. 

If life be a book, 

Are the pages in spite? 

Who was ever asked to be born, 

Whatsoever their plight? 

Why do I stare at the clouds at night? ... 

I wonder if I matter. 

Or, do I matter ‘cause I wonder. In the end, am I some consciousness, Caught up in a foggy bliss? 

Questions, questions haunt my mind. It’s not that the answer is hard to find, It’s just easier to walk blind. ... 

pent up... stuff swirls around 

trapped, of course, by the locked door the matter stuck here, coagulating the matter struck here, i have no idea it’s a, it’s a pitter-patter 

of some sort of splitting splatter that may have been a search for meaning or just a hope of one 

Oh I can hear the drums! 

I hope the morning comes! 

Or sends me quietly in my sleep... ---

No more fumes of gloom trapped in my room, Don’t shun the sun if you want things done. 

I matter because I choose to, 

And that’s what you have to see. 

I matter because I think so, 

And that’s all I could want to be. 

I matter because I want what I do, 

I matter because I’m proud to be me. 

So, I’ll rely on myself for my productivity. They say pride is a sin, but it begets a proclivity. In this confusing world, we must afford ourselves an identity. 

Of course, this is no indictment of societal ties that bind, 

But looking to others for self-worth isn’t healthy, you’ll find. 

Turn to yourself to see why you matter, 

Conquer your mind, and ghosts will scatter. Then you can tell the world, and any who oppose you, Yes, I matter, because I chose to. 

It matters to me, and that’s all I could want to be.

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