Professional children's performance poet! MA in Writing/Education and residencies at various schools. Books published by Bloomsbury. Blogging students' work, works-in-progress, and miscellanea. Blogs also about psychology and mental health. Blog posts not always child friendly.
I’m very tall. My head is high. My lips reach out to kiss the sky. My ears can hear for miles around. I stand one-legged o n t h e g r o u n d
Using the poem above as a model, ask children to think of an inanimate object. Examples include: tree, car, train, house, etc. Next, they need to list different parts of a human body (head, hands, arms, legs, etc.) Finally, they need to reimagine their inanimate object as though it possesses these human body parts, and think about what each of these parts may do. For example:
The windows of the house are eyes, peering out at passers by
The chimney is a tongue, tasting the flavour of the summer sky
The door is the heart, ready to let family in...
For an optional extra, they could rewrite their piece as a shape poem, as above!
Over the last few weeks I have been teaching maths
lessons. Having not studied maths for well over a decade this was a fairly
daunting proposition. However, these were no ordinary maths lessons. The aim of
the lessons was to incorporate poetry, and to explore the ways in which
mathematical language and concepts can be used in order creatively to explore
issues of personal identity. I would like to present a selection of poems
produced by girls in Year 7. I supplied some templates in order to inspire
them, but the students were very much encouraged to use their imaginations and
go wherever they want with their ideas.
Equation Poemby Farzana 7P
Blue + Yellow = a blooming flower
Me – You = an abandoned soul silently drowning in a
sky of grey
Dog + Cat = screeches of hate
Teacher + Failed homework = clammy hands and beating
Love x Emptiness = a calamity caused by untouched
Summing Me Upby Khadija 7L
The inverse of me is a Business Assistant
A fraction of me is talking nonstop
If I was a shape I would be a circle, because a circle
doesn’t end, so for me that means I can talk nonstop!
If I was rounded up I would be the youngest mayor of
If I was rounded down I would be the most arrogant and
If I was the colour white then my grandma would be the
colour black because our opinions don’t match.
Summing Me Upby Sathana 7P
Me + sister = enemies
Me – Chinese takeaway = nothing
Me x twelve = me
Me + vanilla cheesecake = heaven
Me = getting whatever I want = OMG
Me – sister = friends
Me + Chinese takeaway = something important
Me – vanilla cheesecake = hell
Me ÷ 12 = foetus
Me – getting whatever I want = what on earth is going
(Special mention must
also go to Thanha in 7L, who came up
with the line “the probability of me and maths being good friends is just as
likely as a zombie apocalypse happening in 5 minutes time.”
I am delighted to report that the group of Year 4 students with whom I recently worked at St John's Walham Green Primary School, Fulham, won 'Best Performance' at the Verse vs Verse poetry slam, organised by Eastside Educational Trust. They should be very proud of themselves! Here is their fantastic poem: