If you love science
as much as I do,
I have a question
I’d like to ask you:
How many Earths do you think
would fit inside the sun?
Let’s count them now —
carefully — one by one.
Give up? 1.3 million Earths
would fit inside the sun —
but they’d be so hot
it wouldn’t be fun!
Image from Pixabay
How awful
that awful
means awful,
when once it meant
full of awe!
How silly
that silly
means silly,
when once it meant
happy and blessed!
It’s awfully silly
how meanings have changed,
and what we say now
has to be re-arranged.
Like, once the silly
filled us with awe,
but we’re not in awe
anymore!
The Journey of a Word
Image from Pixabay
This old, old tree
looks weird to me.
Its bark is mossy,
its lichen glossy.
If I had time
I could climb
to its top
and there I’d stop —
under the sky,
up so high.
Photo by Ginette Pestana
I went to Sherwood Forest,
in search of Robin Hood.
I imagined he was watching me
as I wandered through the wood.
Then came a flight of arrows
and I heard the Sheriff’s men;
the ring of swords and battle
resounded through the glen.
But how I was mistaken,
only ghosts are here to thrill,
for Robin Hood’s a memory —
a legend living still.
A very English forest. Photo by Ginette Pestana
Sir Cyril Street was the first Australian
to fly round the world upside down.
So famous was he that you can see
his name on signs all over town.
He was all the talk when he reached New York,
thousands of people came out to gawk.
He landed in Delhi in such a hurry,
his propellor sank into someone’s curry.
He narrowly missed the Eiffel Tower
and set Big Ben back by an hour.
He crossed the Arctic, his wheels in the air,
where polar bears came out to stare.
What a hero was this aviator
that his fame has still persisted,
though no one knows when he died
because he never really existed.
Image from pexels
Who can smell the farthest,
an animal or us?
Like, I can smell a meat pie
from the back seat of the bus!
But that isn’t very far,
for when I looked up all the facts,
we can smell about five feet —
that’s one point five metres max!
Dogs’ noses are much better —
they can sniff scents near and far,
about two thousand metres
away from where they are!
But the elephant beats all,
sniffing scents twelve miles away,
that’s nineteen thousand metres,
on any given day.
Now if I could grow a trunk,
I’d increase my sense of smell,
but I think I’ll keep my nose —
it fits my face quite well!
Image from Unsplash
Did dinosaurs roam this way?
Did monsters search for prey?
And ancient man — did he hunt here
With just a humble spear?
The forest holds its secrets fast,
Conspires to shroud the past,
Yet still a lost world’s whispering,
Tangled vines are shivering.
The mists of time will claim me,
And who will ever blame me,
If I venture to explore
What no one’s seen before.
Gold Coast hinterland. Photo by James Aitchison
This is the way I like to see
the ocean and the sky.
No pollution, no rubbish dumped,
no plastic floating by.
Oceans and skies, clean and clear,
the way they ought to be;
if you agree they should be saved,
it’s up to you and me.
Sea and sky, South Island, New Zealand. Photo by Ginette Pestana
Teacher’s note: What could you do to keep oceans and rivers clean?
Image created by ChatGPT on reading The Gollywumpa poem
Nonsense with nonce
Introduction: Nonce words are nonsense words created for a specific situation, often in children’s poetry. In Lewis Carroll’s poem Jabberwocky, he invented the nonce words chortle and galumph, which are now in current use as part of the language. Perhaps the most famous nonce word — runcible — was created by Edward Lear for his poem The Owl and the Pussycat. There is no such thing as a runcible spoon. Lear loved the word so much he wrote about runcible hats, runcible cats and a runcible wall.
Invite students to invent their own nonce words and use them in poems or stories. They could also draw what they think their Gollywumpa looks like.
The Gollywumpa by James Aitchison
Here it comes,
two heads and a nose,
how it got them
nobody knows.
Purple wings
grow out of one ear,
in the other a cabbage,
so how can it hear?
Its favourite song
is Bonglybooboo,
the words of which
it found in the zoo.
It doesn’t have feet,
it runs on three wheels,
and when it gets hungry
it dines on eel meals.
It hates the winter,
does the poor gollywumpa,
so it puts on five hats
and a thicketty jumper.
There once was a camel
Out in the desert,
Who craved something sweet
To eat for dessert.
But search as he may,
He found no traces
Of any date trees
Or any oases.
Image from Pixabay
Teachers’ note: This poem offers a fun opportunity to discuss the differences
between desert/dessert, and the plural of oasis/oases.
Australian Children’s Poetry 