World Poetry Day

Reception – A poem about home

The children in Reception celebrated World Poetry Day by learning a poem called ‘A Little House,’ which is a poem from the Poetry Basket. The children were taught the words and then they learnt a set of actions to go with them to help them remember the poem.

Year 1 – A poem about Norfolk (written by a child’s family member nearly 100 years ago)

The children in year 1 focussed on a poem written in 1928 about the market town of Swaffham. The Poem was called ‘Market Place’ and was written by a family member of some children in the federation. The children loved looking at the handwriting from nearly 100 years ago as well as hearing some language that the children had not been exposed to before.

Year 2 – A poem by an English poet

Year 2 read the well-known poem ‘The Owl and the Pussy-Cat’ that was written by the famous English poet Edward Lear who was alive between 1812-88. Some of the children recognised the poem and enjoyed hearing it again, for some of them they said it was like a story!

The Quangle Wangle’s Hat

BY EDWARD LEAR

I

On the top of the Crumpetty Tree

      The Quangle Wangle sat,

But his face you could not see,

      On account of his Beaver Hat.

For his Hat was a hundred and two feet wide,

With ribbons and bibbons on every side

And bells, and buttons, and loops, and lace,

So that nobody ever could see the face

            Of the Quangle Wangle Quee.

II

The Quangle Wangle said

      To himself on the Crumpetty Tree, —

“Jam; and jelly; and bread;

      “Are the best of food for me!

“But the longer I live on this Crumpetty Tree

“The plainer than ever it seems to me

“That very few people come this way

“And that life on the whole is far from gay!”

            Said the Quangle Wangle Quee.

III

But there came to the Crumpetty Tree,

      Mr. and Mrs. Canary;

And they said, — “Did ever you see

      “Any spot so charmingly airy?

“May we build a nest on your lovely Hat?

“Mr. Quangle Wangle, grant us that!

“O please let us come and build a nest

“Of whatever material suits you best,

            “Mr. Quangle Wangle Quee!”

IV

And besides, to the Crumpetty Tree

      Came the Stork, the Duck, and the Owl;

The Snail, and the Bumble-Bee,

      The Frog, and the Fimble Fowl;

(The Fimble Fowl, with a corkscrew leg;)

And all of them said, — “We humbly beg,

“We may build out homes on your lovely Hat, —

“Mr. Quangle Wangle, grant us that!

            “Mr. Quangle Wangle Quee!”

V

And the Golden Grouse came there,

      And the Pobble who has no toes, —

And the small Olympian bear, —

      And the Dong with a luminous nose.

And the Blue Baboon, who played the Flute, —

And the Orient Calf from the Land of Tute, —

And the Attery Squash, and the Bisky Bat, —

All came and built on the lovely Hat

            Of the Quangle Wangle Quee.

VI

And the Quangle Wangle said

      To himself on the Crumpetty Tree, —

“When all these creatures move

      “What a wonderful noise there’ll be!”

And at night by the light of the Mulberry moon

They danced to the Flute of the Blue Baboon,

On the broad green leaves of the Crumpetty Tree,

And all were as happy as happy could be,

            With the Quangle Wangle Quee.

Year 3 created poems linked to their PATHs

Year 3 – A poem from a Scottish poet

From a Railway Carriage

Robert Louis Stevenson

Faster than fairies, faster than witches,

Bridges and houses, hedges and ditches;

And charging along like troops in a battle,

All through the meadows the horses and cattle:

All of the sights of the hill and the plain

Fly as thick as driving rain;

And ever again, in the wink of an eye,

Painted stations whistle by.

Here is a child who clambers and scrambles,

All by himself and gathering brambles;

Here is a tramp who stands and gazes;

And there is the green for stringing the daisies!

Here is a cart run away in the road

Lumping along with man and load;

And here is a mill and there is a river:

Each a glimpse and gone for ever!

Year 4 created poems linked to their English work of using similes. 

Year 4 – A poem that originated in Europe

Thirty days hath September,

April, June and November.

All the rest have thirty-one,

Excepting February alone,

And that has twenty-eight days clear

And twenty-nine in each leap year.

Year 5 created poems linked to Easter.

Year 5 – A poem from Paraguay

Paraguay : Paraiso Perdido

In the Gran Chaco

remote villagers sweat it out

scratching a living from

hot dry thorny wilderness

dreaming of Asunción or places beyond

that can barely be imagined.

Further east beyond the Pantanal

and Paraguay River

lies monsoon forest

where tapir and armadillo

capybara and jaguar

live life their way, no inkling

of the dark arts of politics

that have swamped and shrouded their land

this corazon de sud America –

this land-locked languishing heart

often passed over by a commercial world.

In this bruised land, little understood

with its air of mystery

there are signs of awakenings.

Itaipu roars them forward

though the past still lives on

just around the corner –

as at Trinidad, where through Jesuit ruins

seeps a past where missionary and Indian

once lived and learned together,

where Guarani, as now

was the linguistic medium,

its onomatopoeic sounds

imitating those of the animal kingdom

and the natural world –

the world of toucan, jaguar

and thundering waters.

On the old streets of Asunción

horse and cart creak and groan

and park up alongside VW and Mercedes Benz.

And in cobbled back streets

various sounds from artisan workshops,

raucous waves from hysterical futbol crowds.

In Paraguay the past lies down with the present

trying to get by, make a future fist of it.

Meanwhile jaguar struggling to survive

flashes a look of contempt

as it vanishes into the bush.

Year 6 – Poems from China