Don’t Let the Chickens Do Your Homework

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Don’t Let the Chickens Do Your Homework

 

Rosie Fields and Ruby Brooks

were capable and clever chooks.

When the friendly household boys

took them shiny chicken toys,

the ladies clucked, “We’d rather books!”

 

Those boys called Simon, Steve, and Stan,

came up with a crafty plan:

“The weather is so fresh and cool,

the chooks could do our work from school.

We’ll jump in puddles while we can.”

 

They brought their books out to the hens

and gave them paper pads and pens.

They jumped in boots of brightest red

while chickens did their maths instead…

But chooks don’t know their twos from tens.

 

They put their teacher in a spin

when they turned those answers in.

“Scritch scratch squawk

and bok bwok bwuawk.”

She tossed it all straight in the bin.

Kylie  Covark 

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“Surprise Egg” and “Easter”

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Surprise Egg

 

Scritch scritch!

Scratch scratch!

This little egg’s about to hatch!

Quack quack!

Duck duck!

She’s made of chocolate!

What sweet luck!

 

Kylie Covark

Easter

I cross the road to Molly’s farm.

There is a sign nailed to a post:

Eggs for sale.

I buy a dozen.

I hear a rooster crow.

On the way home I trip and fall.

One egg is cracked and broken,

The others are saved.

On Sunday we celebrate Easter;

Soft boiled eggs for breakfast.

I see the Easter bunny has visited too!

Dark chocolate is my passion.

Life is good.

By Louise McCarthy

 

 

 

 

PS: Prompt is in Tuesday this week

POEM

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POEM: Kylie Covark

Teacher Notes: Jeanie Axton

This poem is a wonderful opportunity to introduce the language of poetry to your class. When you read the poem to the students get them to point out the words that create feeling. Then to extend the class list possible alternative words in this poem.

Acrostics are a simple way to introduce a unit of work on poetry. I have found students find them easy enough to write. An idea is to start with their name and then each letter is a self descriptor. For example: SAM

Smart

Amusing

Male

The good copy of these poems with a photo or illustration could be made into a class book for students to reread during the year.

Have fun.

Obstruction

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Obstruction

It’s quarter to four
and you’re at the door –
I hear your tail thumping
and bumping the floor –
and while I’m delighted
that you’re so excited
to know that it’s time
to be reunited,
it would make me grin,
(in fact, we’d both win),
if you’d move a little
so that I could get in!

By Kylie Covark

Fish and Chips

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Fish and Chips

 

Chips was a seagull,

His best friend was Fish,

Together they made their own

Favourite dish.

 

A real set of villains,

Wired to steal,

Swooping and snatching

From humans mid-meal.

 

They could have been heroes,

This larcenous pair,

But there was a problem;

They just couldn’t share.

 

The other seagulls,

Tired of scraps,

Began making plans

For tricks and for traps.

 

They held all their meetings

In secretive places,

Aboard mighty ships

With stowaway spaces.

 

Then Livingstone Seagull

Came up with a scheme,

To rid their fair beach

Of that greedy gull team.

 

They planned a great party

On one of the ships;

The two guests of honour

Would be Fish and Chips.

 

They were to be named

Joint “Bird of the Year”,

And they boarded the ship

To a gushing gull cheer.

 

On each of their heads

Was placed a gold crown,

Pretty but heavy,

Those crowns weighed them down.

 

The pair smiled and waved,

As proud as could be,

The party went on

As the ship sailed to sea.

 

Some seagulls made speeches

Which seemed sort of long,

Then Livingstone stood

And sang them a song.

 

Well Fish and Chips

Were tired by now,

“We really must fly,”

They said with a bow.

 

The others agreed

And flocked to the sky,

Shouting “So long”

“Adios” and “Good bye”.

 

But poor Fish and Chips

Were weighed to the ground,

Their heads had been glued

As they had been crowned.

 

And try as they might

To get them unstuck,

Those crowns were on tight;

They had run out of luck.

 

And as they sat glumly

Each one had a wish,

Fish wanted chips,

And Chips wanted fish.

 

By Kylie Covark