Dow’s Wood November

We are trying to visit the woods at least once a month this session for some outdoor learning.

The weather today was drizzle with some windy spells. So it was rain-suits on.

This morning we headed to the woods. We putted on waterproof clothing and went. Leaves were falling down on the way to the woods. Different colours of leaves. When we entered the woods it was muddy, filled with leaves and sticks. We were on a scavenger hunt looking for many different things. We had a list. After a certain point we stopped and had a break. We wrote interesting poems and heard them. They were nice. Near the end we did something about natural disasters. We had to save stick people affected by a flood and make a shelter for them. Then we headed back for lunch and on the way I found a big leaf.

Alexia

It was quite muddy and beautiful leaves where falling on the ground and our faces.

Lexi
A group of children walking along a woodland path.

As we travelled through the paths we had a bit of a scavenger hunt, this was supposed to lead to making some art at the end of the morning but we ran out of time.

Poems of all sorts

Children sitting along  at the edge of a wood a wall writing.

We stopped at the big rock pile among the oak trees and talked about different forms of poems. This included a couple of types we had not written before. Then the children found some quiet spots and did some writing.

We gathered back at the rocks and read the poem out as loud as we could over an increasing wind.

Tanka snow
Snow
White soft cold
Falling with the wind
Covering the wild grass
No ears to listen to birds

Tony

Oh! look a crow look! look! What ?what happened CRASH!!!!!!!!

Calum

Look what I found
A fish swimming
I wonder if a cat will find it? MUNCH!!!!!

Noah

The woods – acrostic poem

The woods is a place of beauty
Having fun in all weather sun, rain, snow, rain
Everyone finds one thing to remember about the woods

With friends or family
Old and young
Old and young in joy it
Days go bye and the woods changes
So go to the woods

Juliet

Look what I found poem
Look what I found
a A stick
Moss and shaped
Next to the rocks
I wonder if it will break?

Billie

Look what I found?
A rock
Staying still
Sitting on the grass
Wow! It looks amazing

Xander

Tanka
Leaves
Multicoloured, thin, wavy
Sailing off trees
No eyes to see where they’re going

Look at what I found
Look what I found
Moss
Growing and sitting still
On top of old cranky rocks
Will it ever stop?

Alexia

Look what I found
Moss
Growing and still
On a old tree
Does the tree like it?

Lexi
Some concrete poems written by a child, rock, leaf & squirrel
Concrete Poems Juliet

Stick People in Danger

After the poetry session we had some snacks, being careful with our litter then headed over to School Wood.

We have been learning about Natural Disasters in class, when we got to School Wood we found some tiny stick people who had been flooded out of their homes. The Biggies were challenged to create some shelters the right size. Some of the refugee sticks got together others made solo efforts.

We discussed the features that the class had created to help the sticks have warmth and shelter.

We also built dens for two refugees and we could team up with other people. (The refugees are fake small sticks). Our class built dens for them because a flood hit their homes. We needed to build dens that were flood proof, wind proof, safe, warm and some other things for them. We did all of this in this paragraph because our topic is natural disasters.

Gene

But the thing I liked the most was building houses for the little people also known as refugees who were in a flood. We did it because our topic was natural disasters.
They were made of wood they were also tiny.
We had to build them a house it was hard I had 4 sticks. I also put-put walls on it and added I fire place, a bed, and an umbrella to keep their fire wood dry.

Tony

Playground Poets

These poems were written on a sunny morning in the playground.

We tried to describe what we saw and what was happening as clearly as possible without adjective or adverbs.

 

playground poems

Continue reading “Playground Poets”

I Come From

We have been reading a couple of poems called I come from by Robert Seattar and Dean Atta. We found them on the Breadalbane Academy P7 Poetry Blog where that class has written some poems too.

We wrote our own, they are pretty great:

featured Image by Strebe and is licensed under the Creative Commons Attribution-Share Alike 3.0 Unported license.

Raven Poems

We saw a couple of ravens flying high above our playground last week. The Biggies have been reading poems in The Lost Words again. After reading The Raven we watched some youtube videos of Ravens flying:

We then wrote our own poems in the Kenning form.

The class created a huge list of verbs to describe what ravens do and adjectives to describe them. We turned our verbs into nouns to write the kennings.

Things we Love and Hate

More poems this week.

We have been reading Edwin Morgans Poem: A view of things. We worked on our own poems. We enjoyed the lack of punctuation and made some great images with words.

Poems on the Table

We have been reading Table a poem by Turkish poet Edip Cansever translated by Richard Tillinghast. The class have been writing their own poem basted on the ‘shape’ of this poem. Click the titles to read the poems.

The featured image on this post is Our Table by cogdog on Flickr shared as Public domain

Riddle Poems

Last week in teams we were looking at the poem Bluebottle by Judith Nicholls. We ended up by writing our own.

Who dives and thrives,
Who is always is wanting to chill,
When scared, there invisible because they stop and stay still,
They can go slow or full speed ahead,
Some people like to keep them as pets next to the bed,
People like to eat them, have them dead on a dish,
But they are just so beautiful, water dwelling fish,
Heather

Who races and chases, 🏁
Dashes through the water, πŸ’¦
A shine in his teeth, 🦷
And detail on his gills,🐟
Now swims in the ocean,🌊
Now gone with a trace, πŸ›£
A large fish, 🐟
Who moves like the light,πŸ’‘
Bound for the sea bed, πŸ›
Who’s lightning, wind, 🌩
Always chomping fish,🐟
Ocean chopper, fishes terror.
Shark
Aaron

Who licks and lies,
Who leaps and fetch,
A deep growl,
Now barks in the bright,
Who eats grass,
But will never fight,
A dog
Jonah

Who dives and dives,
splashes and crashes,
chomps and bites,
attaches and devours,
up and down,
round and round,
thrives and dives,
like a pouncing lion under water,
fish are a dish for the Megalodon.
Josh
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Who goes round and round,
up and down,
jumps, pounces?
Jaguars jumping about,
don’t go near of he might pounce
up and down,
round and round,
even if they do that they leave no trail.
Hazel

 

You can see more poems written in out Teams meetings: TeamsPoems

Our Magic Box

Last Week we worked on the poem The Magic BoxΒ by Kit Wright in our Teams meetings, we came up with our own version, I think it is as good as the original.

The Magic Box

I Will Put In The Box,
The First Great White Shark,
A Great Green Tree,
The Last Light Seen On Earth.

I Will Put In The Box,
The first life of a man
The joy of god
The light of god

I will put in the box:
A dog with a head for a tail,
a cat who had a hat,
and stegosaurus with no toe,

I will put in the box:
The first laugh of a baby,
The last ray of sunshine,
The wind blowing in the trees.

I will put in the box:
The sight of the Queen
A duck flying free
To see the first petals on the trees

I will put on the box…
A new clear crystal,
My dogs first loud howl,
My baby brother’s first word.

I will put in my box
A flame from a dying sun,
A fallen star dropped by the night sky,
Life from another planet.

I will put in my box…
The colour of the sky,
The stars in the night,
The work that warmth of the sun.

I will put in the box:
My puppies first bark,
A memory of a sunny day in the park,
The smell of a flower,
And a sweet that is sour.

Our box is made of unicorn fluff, wood and Redstone,
It has tractors and dens on the top.
The body is made of barriers,
Invisible if it is not in your hand,
I shall ride my unicorn box into tomorrow,
The end of lockdown and McDonalds.

Verses by Aaron, Josh, Ben , Hannah, Alice, Skye, Heather, Jessica, Caelan. The whole class worked on the last two verses.

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