Hopwood’s History Timeline

Throughout the year, each class will be adding posts to the timeline, which will include key historical dates and periods from their learning.


My Lion Poem, by Freya

If you want to see a lion,

You must go to the dark, scary end,

Of the spooky green forest.

 

I know a lion,

Who’s living down there,

She’s a – mean, she’s a – scary, she’s a – hungry,

She’s a – hasty.

 

But if you really want to see a lion,

You must go to the spooky green forest,

And she’ll come right in front of you,

But don’t stay standing or she’ll pounce up at you, so

RUN FOR YOUR LIFE!

 

My Panda Poem, by Daisy

If you want to see a panda

You must go down to the dangerous , wild end

Of the amazing jungle.

 

I know a panda,

Who’s living up there,

She’s a – big, she’s a – funny, she’s a  – nice

She’s a – silly.

 

But if you really want to see a panda

You must go down the dangerous ,wild  end

Of the amazing jungle.

 

Go down slowly to the jungle and say

Panda mama

Panda mama

Panda Mamaaaaaaaaa!

 

And she’ll rise,

But don’t take your time eating your dinner,

RUN FOR YOUR LIFE!

Wilder beast, by Alex

If you want to see a wilder beast

You must go over to the dry sandy, atmosphere

Of the African desert.

 

I know a wilder beast

Who’s living over there

He’s a fierce. He’s a deadly. He’s a scary.

He’s a ferocious.

 

But if you want to see a wilder beast

You must go over to the dry, sandy, atmosphere

Of the African desert

Go down curiously to the savannah and say

Wilder beast papa

Wilder beast papa

Wider beast papapa.

 

And up hell rise but don’t wait to see its reactions

RUN FOR YOUR LIFE

Poetry Week

This week our school is holding a Poetry Week in celebration on National Poetry Day on 6th October 2016.

If you want to see an alligator

you must go down the muddy slushy end

of the old Caroony River.

I know an alligator

who’s living down there.

She’s a-big. She’s a-mean. She’s a-wild.

She’s a-fierce.

But if you really want to see an alligator

you must go down to the muddy slushy end

of the old Caroony River.

Go down gently to that river and say

‘Alligator Mama

Alligator Mama

Alligator Mamaaaaaaa.’

And up she’ll rise

but don’t stick around

RUN FOR YOUR LIFE.

During the week we are going to be looking at features of poetry and have a go at writing our own versions of the poem above.

What are the features of this poem?

Can you find pairs of words that rhyme?

Can you think of some different adverbs and adjectives to use instead?