Tag Archives: Children’s Work

Poems about Emotions – 3rd Class

Poems about Emotions – 3rd Class

Audun Bie via Compfight Anger Smells like smoke Tastes like tabasco sauce Feels like fire (Conan)   Anger sounds like a stormy day. Like a thorn. Like running away to a forbidden place. Like being stuck in a spider web. (Saibh)   Anger tastes like a hot chilli. Anger sounds like shouting. It feels like […]

A Villain – A Class Poem using Metaphors – 3rd Class

A Villain – A Class Poem using Metaphors – 3rd Class

Jose Angel Sanchez Reyes via Compfight If he was a plant he would be withered. If he was a sound he would be a slamming door.   He would be an explosion of thunder and lightning because he is unpredictable and raining fire, because he is in a rage.   He would be black liquorice. […]

Poems using Metaphors from 3rd Class – Heroes & Heroines

Poems using Metaphors from 3rd Class – Heroes & Heroines

Kirt Edblom via Compfight My Mum If she was a tree she would be a blossom tree because she makes a grey sky blue. If she was a flower, she would be a daisy, because she is so pretty. If she was an ice cream she would be an ice cream sundae. If she was […]

Art – The Stained Glass Window Effect

Our class made stained glass windows with Ms. Kelly. 
The equipment we needed was an A4 acetate sheet,
permanent markers: black and other colours,
and A4 sheet of paper on which to make a design.
Here is a slideshow of our work:

‘The Sound Collector at School’ by Lisa

‘The Sound Collector at School’ by Lisa

César Viteri Ramirez via Compfight A stranger called this morning Dressed all in black and grey, Put every sound into a bag And carried them away.   The ringing of the school bells, The shushing of the teacher, The shouting in the yard, The sighing of the children (playtime is finished),   The turning of […]

‘The Sound Collector at My House’, by Dax

‘The Sound Collector at My House’, by Dax

fizzybeth via Compfight A stranger called this morning Dressed all in black and grey, Put every sound into a bag And carried them away.   The scratching of the pencil, The chomping of me eating, The barking of the dog next door, The blaring of the TV.   The whistling of the kettle, The humming […]

‘The Sound Collector at the Hospital’ by Alicja

‘The Sound Collector at the Hospital’ by Alicja

ANBerlin via Compfight A stranger called this morning Dressed all in black and grey, Put every sound into a bag And carried them away.   The talking of the people, The ticking of the clock, The crying of the baby, The calming of the doctor.   The scraping of the surgery knife, The screeching of […]

‘The Sound Collector at the Farm’ by Ryan

‘The Sound Collector at the Farm’ by Ryan

Hindrik Sijens via Compfight A stranger called this morning Dressed all in black and grey, Put every sound into a bag And carried them away.   The mooing of the cow, The clucking of the hen, The oinking of the pig, The barking of the dog.   The bleating of the sheep, The singing of […]

‘The Sound Collector’, by Seán E.

‘The Sound Collector’, by Seán E.

Erin Johnson via Compfight A stranger called this morning Dressed all in black and grey, Put every sound into a bag And carried them away.   The crying of the baby, The ticking of the clock, The wishing of the wind, The turning of the lock.   The bleating of the sheep, The singing of […]

‘The Sound Collector at the Haunted House,’ by Kyle

‘The Sound Collector at the Haunted House,’ by Kyle

Steve Moses via Compfight A stranger called this morning Dressed all in black and grey, Put every sound into a bag And carried them away.   The creaking of the stairs, The purring of the cat, The whispering of the ghost, The ticking of the clock.   A stranger called this morning. He didn’t leave […]

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