SAMPLES OF WORK

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Click on the link below to read the poetry we wrote about Climate Change.  Over 20 of them have been published in Little Laureate’s Big Green Poetry Book.

big-green-poetry

WORLD WAR TWO POETRY

The children have looked at poetry written by a child and an adult who were in the Terazin Concentration Camp.  They have also looked at the poem Dulce et Decorum Est by the World War One poet Wilfred Owen.  Based on what we have been learning in class and the visit of Mr. Manning last week, the children were encouraged to think about what they might have seen, heard, smelt or felt.  They then thought about similes and metaphors they could use to make their poems more interesting. 

Here are some of their poems all under the title AIR RAID:

by Matthew Pascoe

The air raid siren has just gone off

Everybody’s running, screaming

I’m so scared

I wet myself

The bombs sound like a blackboard being scratched

I am so scared

I can’t move

Suddenly I’m whisked off

And carried to a shelter

Is it over?

by Megan and Lucy

THE AIR RAID

People running like lost cheetahs,

Bombs falling like drowning mice.

The blackout was like a bat’s wing,

Smoke as dark as an elephant’s skin.

The smell of the fire was like camel’s breath,

The screams of people like crabs being boiled.

That was the air raid,

When will it end?

by Oliver

The air raid goes off

every body screams

people run to the air raid shelter

I just lie down

I see bits of houses coming off

and smoke like a swarm off bees

there are people putting gas masks on

little do they know what’s in them

the bombs whistle through the air

I give up lying down

but suddenly … a bomb

I’m gone!

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