“Mustard Gas Legacy”  by Celia Berrell

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Soldiers smelled garlic;

horseradish; sulphur.

A kind of fusty

mustardy odour.

Then twelve hours later

they’d start to go blind,

get pus-filled blisters

and possibly died.

 

Chemist Fritz Haber

in World War One,

made mustard gas poison

worse than a gun.

This silently sneaky

chemical tool

spread crippling pain

that was very cruel.

 

Survivors were checked.

When blood tests were done,

most of their body’s

immune cells had gone.

They’d lost the white cells that

could turn into cancer.

Was mustard gas poison

a possible answer?

 

From a weapon of war

to helping the sick

this chemical cocktail

became our first pick

to fight against cancer.

A new remedy!

Oncology’s

chemotherapy.

 

Celia Berrell

 

“Poppies for Poppy” by Myra King

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Poppies for Poppy

 

Poppies are the colour red

From The Great War it is said

It became known as World War One

When the second war came along

 

Poppies droop like they are sad

About the countries that were mad

lots of people died from wars

mostly for a crazy cause

 

My Poppy is my daddy’s dad

And around this time he too, gets sad

We march the streets 11th November

and for all the fallen, we remember.

 

 

 

 

 

 

“Polly Nation” by Julie Cahill

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We’ve just installed a bee hive

in our garden – what a fright.

Well, that is what I thought when bumble bees came into sight.

I’d squeal and flap my arms around-

‘Don’t come next to me.’

Get out of our garden, you’re spoiling dolly’s tea.’

‘Polly put the kettle on,

we’ll scare them off with steam.’

It didn’t work and all I did was run and hide and scream.

But Mum and Dad explained my fear

which swiftly flew away.

‘Bees are good ecology,

ensuring coming days.

Busy workers demonstrate the ethics of hard work,

collecting pollen from the flowers-

the spreading is a perk.

Without the buzzy, fuzzy mites

we wouldn’t have our food.’

And being as I love my grub,

‘That would be mighty rude.’

“Ratty Writing” by James Aitchison

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RATTY WRITING

 

Slopy loops,

O’s like hoops,

b’s like d’s,

a’s like e’s,

are they m’s?

are they n’s?

c that e?

no, it’s c,

lots of blots,

lots of dots —

what a scrawl,

can’t read at all!

“Scoot Scoot” by Jeanie Axton

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Scoot Scoot

Said the scooter

Shining in the sun

Time for me

To have some fun

 

Zoom Zoom

Said the scooter

Rider and helmet ready

Today we go fast

But take it steady

 

Whoosh Whoosh

Said the scooter

Down the street

Feet on kickboard

Who can we beat?

 

Zip Zip

Said the scooter

What a fun day

Zooming along

Smiling all the way

 

Jump Jump

Said the scooter

Trying a trick

Up in the air

And down real quick

 

Ring Ring

Said the scooter

A loud ring of the bell

Turn and head back

All is well

 

Yawn Yawn

Said the scooter

I’ve had a big day

Time to go home

Slowly make my way

 

Shuffle Shuffle

Said the scooter

Trudging back to the shed

Time for scooters

To be in scooter bed

 

 

Snooze Snooze

Said the scooter

Snoring away

Dreaming of tomorrow

Another scooter day

 

(Toy Chest Anthology 2017)

“Toy Stories” by Marque Dobrow

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Locked inside a toy store:

My golden dream comes true.

Sixteen hours all by myself,

So much for me to do.

 

First I’ll have a slinky race,

Then wake up Jack In The Box.

Next I’ll grab a Lego kit

And build a giant fox.

 

An Xbox challenge will follow

Where I’ll come out Number One.

Then I’ll find a pogo stick,

And I’ve only just begun.

 

Now I play with GI Joe:

I give my best salute.

Then I easily win a game

Of Trivial Pursuit.

 

Time now for the skipping rope:

It cannot be so hard.

Some trickery I next will learn

From a pack of magic cards.

 

A jigsaw puzzle tests me out,

And then I fly a kite.

Do I have time to colour in?

Why yes, I have all night!

 

I wrestle with a teddy bear,

I wear a cowboy hat;

I fly a model aeroplane,

I swing a cricket bat.

 

A policeman taps upon the door,

I turn around, I’m grinning.

I guess he must have heard the sounds

Of my karaoke singing.

 

Fun’s over now, he drives me home,

My mind is filled with glee.

If only I could next be trapped

In the ice creamery.

“A Night to be Remembered” by Toni Newell

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I sneaked into a toy store,

And hid in a cubby house,

There I waited patiently,

As quiet as a mouse.

Finally the lights went off,

I heard the back door slam,

I crept out of the cubby house,

And now, here I am.

I look around the many shelves,

And see a teddy bear,

He opens his eyes slowly,

They look at me and stare.

I move a little closer,

And he holds out a paw,

I put my hand out in return,

And shake his paw of straw.

Then I see Donald Duck,

He’s quacking, on the floor,

Waking up the other toys,

Which were all asleep before.

There is quite a commotion,

As Thomas blows his whistle,

Barbie struts her fashion,

The goat tries to eat the thistle.

Then lego pieces start to move,

And form a winding bridge,

Hermit and me with others,

Cross to find a quaint village.

 

 

There we come upon an elf,

Who’s dressed in green and dancing,

We all join in, holding hands,

All singing and laughing.

Now the bear starts to perform,

Then ‘Superman’ flies in,

He tries to keep us all in order,

Whilst the games finally begin.

All the animals on the farm,

Are now roaming free,

The cows and pigs and sheep and more,

Have this pent-up energy.

They start to run around the shop,

Making lots and lots of noise,

Running into the furniture,

And many other toys.

They run until exhausted,

When finally they stop,

Allowing me to hug them,

And pat their furry top.

All at once I feel I’m moving,

How can it possibly be?

I hear a voice which won’t stop calling,

I’ve been dreaming; my mum’s calling me.

 Toni Newell

Teacher Notes by Jeanie Axton

Watch the film clip below on “100 Years of Toys”

  1. Discuss the differences between toys 100 years ago and now
  2. Write a list of toys that were popular then and are popular now Eg scooter
  3. Think about your favourite toy presently
  4.  Create an Acrostic describing your toy and share with a group

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

“Watercolour” by Virginia Lowe

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Saffron and rose madder

sea-sheet reflects

in symmetry the sky

On this burnished brightness

waves encroach

Leaden opaque they flow

zinc white against

the watercolour’s glow

 

A vision or a concept

beckons bright

But words

which seemed so clear and pure

across it spread

do nothing but obscure

“Humpty Dumpty” by Katherine Gallagher

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Humpty Dumpty

jumped in the sea.

 

Humpty Dumpty

sank instantly.

 

All the young mermaids

and their mermen

 

couldn’t get Humpty

to surface again.

 

©Katherine Gallagher,

“Water fight” by Jenny Erlanger

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Water fight

My father is fighting the water

but some of it’s gone up his nose.

My sister and brother

and even my mother

are soggy right down to their toes.

They’re starting to sound pretty angry,

I’ll have to give in, I suppose

but I know for a fact

that I can’t be attacked

if I stay on this end of the hose.

This was first published in “Play” (Paper Dart Press, UK 2018)