Yesterday I was lucky enough to visit the wonderful Perse Prep School in Cambridge. I was especially struck by the following poem, written by a pupil in Year 3. By special request, I am not using the pupil's name, but will instead refer to her as L. Here, then, is L's tremendous poem:
Opposite
As empty as a forest
As dark as white
As hot as snow
As light as night
As dry as the sea
As wet as fire
As cold as warm tea
As honest as a liar
As sad as a clown
As disgusting as chocolate
As happy as a frown
As yummy as a spider!
here is me signing some books during my visit!
