Colour (non)sense
Polar bears are white
so they blend with the view.
Kangaroos are brown
so they blend in too.
But my new pyjamas —
bought in the Bahamas —
are purple, orange and blue!
Monthly Archives: May 2019
“Europa’s” Secrets by Celia Berrell
Leave a commentEuropa’s Secrets by Celia Berrell
There’s hope Europa has a sea
where living things could really be
because this moon of Jupiter
has lots of solid ice water.
The pictures of Europa show
a crusty surface white as snow
with many lines and ridges mixed
like ice sheets that have cracked and fixed.
As Jupiter’s great gravity
distorts Europa’s cavity
that energy and friction heats
and melts some water underneath.
We think this frozen water layer
could make a sea that’s hiding there.
So just below that crusty shell
it’s possible some microbes dwell.
Or what if it turns out to hold
some animals both weird and bold
that roam Europa’s chilly sea.
True aliens to you and me!
First published in Scientriffic (March 2011)
Reproduced with permission of CSIRO
Discovering life exists in places beyond Earth – like Jupiter’s icy moon Europa – could be a reality in our lifetime. Thinking about it makes my imagination run wild! What will these creatures be like?
Teacher Notes by Jeanie Axton
Heres an interesting article from the NASA website
https://solarsystem.nasa.gov/moons/jupiter-moons/europa/in-depth/
As far as poetry goes this topic stimulates the creative imagination of us all. Ask students to brain storm possibilities and then come up with a list of describing words that could be used to match their ideas. An acrostic could be an easy form of poetry to start with on this topic and then move on to other ways of presenting ideas in poetry. Have Fun.
“DAD’S BARBECUE” by Ron Marsh
Leave a commentDAD’S BARBECUE
My father had a bullock,
I don’t know where he found it,
The council man came by one day,
And said he must impound it.
Now Dad said that it can’t be done,
Because he’d asked a few,
Of his friends and relatives
To a barbecue.
The bull heard this, and with a roar,
He headed for the hills,
He had no plans for barbecues,
And salad for the frills.
So dad and all the family,
And some of his good friends,
Had barbecue of vegetables,
And other odds and ends.
“Song of the Wood” by Julie Cahill
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’Ssssshhhhh!’ the trees whispered
and the children froze
absorbing sounds; standing up on their toes.
‘Ribbit!’ The sound of a deep voiced frog.
‘What’s that?’ asked a child, hiding under a log.
‘Ribbit!’ said the deep voiced frog again.
‘Get lost’ said the girl in the wooded glen.
‘Ssssshhhhh!’ said the trees
and the frog cleared his throat.
‘Ribbit ribbit . . . riiiiiiiiiiiiiibit!’
‘Chchchchchchchchch ‘ – a cricket tuned.
‘Riiiiiiiiiiiibit’ the frog sung, renewed.
The wood came alive with wondrous ballett.
‘Chchchchchchchchch’ – the string quatet.
‘Chomp chomp chomp’ went the hungry deer.
‘Ribbit.’ ‘Chomp chomp chomp chomp chomp chomp.’
‘Ribbit’. ‘Chomp chomp chomp chomp chomp chomp.’
‘Chchchchchchchchch’ ‘Chomp chomp’
‘Chchchchchchchchch’ ‘Chomp chomp’
And a boar joined in- bold and brave.
‘Stomp stomp stomp stomp stomp stomp stomp.’
‘Ribbit!’ ‘Stomp!’ ‘Ribbit!’ ‘Stomp’!’
‘Stomp stomp stomp stomp stomp stomp!’
‘SSSSSSSSSSHHHHHHHHHHH!’
“Earthworms” by Elizabeth Cummings
2 CommentsEARTHWORMS
Earthworm, you burrower extraordinaire
How can you stand to live down there
With your one cylindrical digestive tract
You move with the muscles that you contact
To make your body first short then long
And those bristles help propel you along
Through leaf litter, topsoil or deeper down
You help to mix up the stuff in the ground
This makes you the base of many a food chain
Yet your many skills are the environment’s gain
Your talent with organic matter is biological
And mixing tall the nutrients is a flair so chemical
Then there’s your physical ability of aerating
So the soil ecosystem’s restoration you’re helping
Thus let’s take some time to show a bit of gratitude
For how you improve the quality of our food!
“Worms both disgust and fascinate me! I remember my brother holding a worm in his hands as a toddler and exclaiming; ‘One worm two worms!’ as he pulled it part😱. After that I had nightmares about worms for years until one of my pupils brought a worm farm into the class and taught us all about he important work of the humble earthworm… a teacher can always learn from their students!
“Meeting the Monster” by Monty Edwards
Leave a commentMeeting the Monster
One night a monster most grotesque
Crawled out from underneath my desk!
I closed my book and took a look
And felt that my whole body shook!
It had a head with horrid horns
That looked as sharp as roses’ thorns;
It’s nose was like a length of hose
Which drooped right down to touch its toes!
With eyes the size of fruit mince pies
It gazed at me in mute surprise
And then as it began to think,
I saw those eyes were turning pink,
While when its mouth was open wide,
The teeth were huge I saw inside!
A sound came out: more like a croak;
I cringed in fear, but then it spoke!
It rasped: ‘So sorry I’m so badly smelling:
I’ve come to help you with your spelling!’
But even as the monster spoke,
My dog went ‘Woof!’ and I awoke.
