“Kitty Says!” by   By J.R.Poulter with Teacher Notes

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Kitty Says!    

 

Kitty:

They’ve got you long necked lambkins,

You’re properly boxed in, hey!

Don’t you wish you could be me,

No fences bar my way!

 

Llamas:

As you can see, we have been shorn,

We feel so light and free!

When do you get clipped and snipped?

 

Kitty:

I DON’T! They let me be!

 

Teacher Notes

Same and different

 

Can the students pick elements that are the same and elements that are different relating to Llamas and cats?

Both animals are ‘Domestic’ animals. What does this mean?

Both animals have thick fur.

Llamas are shorn for their wool, much like sheep.

Cats are not.

 

Cats are carnivorous. What does this mean?

Llamas are herbivores. What does that mean?

 

Whilst Llamas can certainly jump lower objects, the fence in the picture is too high for them to jump.

The cat, however, has had no trouble jumping up onto the post!

 

Activity: what do you think the cat might be saying to the Llamas and what do you think the Llamas might be saying back? Discuss.

Activity: Write a short skit to act out in class, with parts for the llamas and the cat.

 

Activity: There is another word that sounds like ‘Llama’ but has a variation to spelling and with a different meaning. What is that word and what does it mean?

Activity: The word ‘cat’ can have other meanings. It can refer to a ‘cool’ or ‘hip’ person or to a person whose behaviour that is catlike (‘catty’ ‘cattish’ or spiteful, mean). Write a sentence that uses the ‘cool’ meaning for ‘cat’ and another sentence that uses the ‘spiteful’ meaning for ‘cat’.

“Count up to spring” by Katherine Gallagher

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Count up to spring,

it’s time to sing

with wattles golden, bright

and magpies – what a sight

as you’re walking through the bush –

such a perfect hush

and you want a lyrebird to surprise you

along with maybe, a kangaroo.

 

© Katherine Gallagher

“Farmyard Friends” by Penny Szentkuti

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Farmyard Friends

 

Fleece short and soft,

A lamb wriggles its tail,

Running behind its mother –

Me too! I’m coming!

Yellow fluffballs

Among sturdy bustling chooks.

Rooster struts –

Don’t fret! There’s plenty for all!

 

Following the trail of leftovers

Roly poly piglets snuffle

In a patchy pink parade.

Eating! Yum!

Noses twitching, ears pricked,

Dogs on duty, tails stiff –

Someone’s coming! Woof!

“On an African Train” by Virginia Lowe

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On an African Train

 

 

Far from Australia

I have suddenly discovered

Something glorious and homely

Symbolic and ordinary

Through a train window

In Zambia

To remind me of home

 

But as well I have found

People who are fascinated

When I point it out

Europeans for whom it is

A thing of romance

Read about, dreamed of

And never seen before

 

And they are gripped

By my stories

Of sharp cold clear nights

In the Wimmera

Or the dimmer glimpses

From the front yard at home

Where even the bright pall

Of city electricity

Cannot hide its design

 

The Southern Cross

And friends to share it with

“Polly Rules” by Julie Cahill

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Polly Rules

 

Polly Puss sat on the fence

sailing with his fate

Until the day the farmer opened up the farmyard gate

The sheep went out

the cows came in

which left Puss quite bemused

addressing those then left to listen

before access was closed

Alpca stretched their long necks longer

their ears pricked to his chatter

‘It matters that the sheep were led;

that cows made all that clatter

This fence is the dividing line

thin as this here whisker’

Pussy plucked to prove his point

which drew a nasty blister

‘But anyway, I rule the roost

from here, this narrow line

So just stay put you woolley herd

alpacas will be fine

You know, the gate was opened

so the tractor could pass through

Those beasts weren’t meant to cross the fence

The system’s gone askew

The grass is never greener

on the other side, you see

Those sheep and cows will end up

on the farmer’s plate for tea.’

“A mockery of crockery” by James Aitchison

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A mockery of crockery

 

“Hey diddle diddle,”

Said the cat to the fiddle,

“The dish ran away with the spoon.”

The fiddle said, “Yo!

“That spoon had to go,

And the dish wasn’t round like the moon.”

 

“Hey diddle diddle,”

Said the cat to the fiddle,

“What are we going to do?”

The fiddle said, “Man,

“Eat with your hand,

“That dish and spoon belonged in a zoo.”

“Flicks ‘n Chops” by Julie Cahill with Teacher Notes

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The dish ran away with the spoon
The cow looked up at the moon
She mooooed unaware
That the spoon dished with flare
Stating: ‘plating that fast, gosh, beware!’
The dish winked back in delight
Abandoned the spoon’s mid-air flight
So the spoon flicked a fit; pulled up with a spit
And the cow turned to chops, in fright
Teacher Notes by Jeanie Axton
Here is another copy of the quote by Mem Fox from Monday and a link underneath to famous Nursery Rhymes. How about this week you expose your students to Nursery Rhymes?  See who can memorise them quickly. Look at the rhyming patterns that are repeated in these old time favourites. If you can remember tell them your favourite as a child and Why?
Have fun exploring Nursery Rhymes

“Cat needs a music lesson” by Jeanie Axton

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The dish ran away with the spoon

since the cat couldn’t keep up a tune

the dog grabbed the fiddle

chewed it right through the middle

and the cow stayed up on the moon

“SPOON LEAVES DISH” by Kate O’ Neil

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SPOON LEAVES DISH

I liked him at the time –
thought he was quite dishy
when we ran away.
But no,
I couldn’t stay
with someone so wishy-
washy. His get-up-and-go
got up and went.
And so did I. Ran away again.

This time teamed up with
a right mug.
Too strait-laced for me.
I was bouncing off the walls.

Being a bit of a stirrer
I told him I’d fallen
for a cauldron –
dark, handsome, mysterious….
and I was off again.

But the truth was,
I needed a break.
I missed hanging out
with my friends
and headed
back to the drawer
for a group hug.

“Today” by Andrew Carter

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Today I saw a farmyard: tractor, trees, windmill, shed, silo, and a scarecrow grin.
Today I felt the sun’s bright warmth on my face and the scenery made me glad.
Today I smelled dog, cow, horse, and donkey pooh – oh no – a doggy broke wind.
Today I heard geese gaggle, chicks trill, black and white sheep bleat – ‘baaaad.’
Today I tasted dust and country life, driving a red tractor over grass unthinned.
Today I sensed this is the work, this is the way for me – and a future to be had…