Over the last couple of weeks, year 4 have been exploring metaphors and similes in order to create our own poems. Here are a few we would like to share with you.
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As the children start to arrive,
The play ground fills you can’t believe your
Eyes and ears,
It’s like a Saturday in town,
It’s just so crowded.
Into the classroom as quiet as a mouse,
As lessons begin it’s like nobody is there,
As soon as it is lunch time it is like a JLS concert.
Another bell rings and everybody freezes.
It rings again some naughty children are still running they get stopped.
School
When the school gates open the children run rapidly
Rushing towards the bright green door.
Going to their wonderful classes to their lessons.
I love topic it’s the best it always makes me have a rest.
Different rainbow lunch box’s makes my mouth water
Our school is as old as my grandma.
Its as noisy as a parrot squawking.
The school is as cozy as a cushion.
The bell is as loud as a playground full of children.
The wall boards are as bright as the sun.
Everybody is rushing to school.
The playground is like a beehive buzzing with busy bees.
Dramatic School
Walking to school takes some time.
When you enter the gate .
The children on the school play ground scream and yell all the time,
But then the bell rings,
Everyone charges inside like angry bulls.
As soon as the parents leave,
In the middle of the lesson the fire bell starts to loudly ring.
That’s the time the school becomes dramatic,
The entire school rushes outdoors,
Teachers panicking and children being curious.
And some people don’t even know what is going on,
So they chitter chatter like the weather lady on TV.
The chattering travels through corridors like loud noisy echoes,
The super fast air breathes through our collossal school, making our bones shiver.
The corridors twist like a gigantic train track
The children dashing to school like a stampede.
The amazing colourful games outside telling us to play on them.
The creeking floorboards follow me around school.
School
Rushing into the playground igloo,
Ready to learn straight away.
I rush inside it’s like a concert,
I’m on fire I must be inspired.
Stickers on a line on my jumper as long as a skipping rope.
Children charging ready for break,
Lots of noise, screaming and shouting.
Then the bell rings it sounds like Big Ben ringing.
The school is a roundabout back to the classroom, suddenly it goes silent.
Quiet like a mice more learning to go.
Last bell rings time to go home looking for my mum I go,
It’s as crowded as can be.
The bell is as loud as Big Ben.
The hall is as cold as the North Pole.
The school is like a roundabout.
If you play the piano, it is as sweet as a little girl singing.
Cool poems I like all of them!!!!!
These poems are fantastic well done year 4. My favourite one is Sofina’s poem but all the others, are just as good!
Today I saw the school laughing
Today I saw the school laughing
Classrooms enjoying their playtime from children and teachers
Computers buzzing off and on
Today I saw the playground freezing
Freezing cold like an igloo
Trying to break through while cold
Today I saw the hall talking
Mysterious cuboard echoing keep out
While people cant hear because of laughing
By Aaminah
wow aaminah that is a great piece of work…….very inspiring young lady…
…………………..aaminah mummy x
Today I saw my School breathing
Today I saw my school breathing,
Great gusts of wind charging in and out.
Today I saw my teacher chatting about how her classroom was so messy and
How the children should clean it up!
Today I saw teachers in the staffroom sipping away at their cups of tea while I heard teas and kettles bubble and shout.
Today I saw children stomp up and down the stairs like a herd of elephants that came to destroy are school.
Today I saw my school crying, all the children wailed as their teacher started maths. So did the classroom because the children would make loads of noise.
Today I saw the teachers smiling happy to get away from their class and order a pizza.
By Amara
Today I saw my school breathing
Today I saw my school breathing,
Corridors sway around
Like cars on streets.
Tremendous teachers surrounding us,
Maybe with yummy treats!
Today I saw my teachers laughing,
Great gusts of joyful happyness.
Bouncing and playing around,
But children
Not making a sound.
Today I saw my school crying,
Weeping for children to enter
As people
Walk on the dusty floors,
They creak in the
Weather.
By Aneesha
Last Night I SAW my SHcOOL BREATHING
Last week I SAW THE SCHOOL BREATHING
TEACHERS LAUGHTHING AND CHUCkling
CORRIDORS CHEW AND MUNCH WHEN THE TEACHERS LAUGH,
LAST WEEK I SURE SCHOOL CRYING AND WEEPING
AND SHOUTING IF THERES NO HOME WORK TO DO
PEERING FROM THE LIGHTS TO THE FLOORS .
By Haven
Yesterday I saw the school the school breathing.
Yesterday I saw the school breathing,
Gusts of wind.
Make doors angry,
To their toes.
Yesterday I saw the school weeping,
Taps ran.
Crying ,cracked, crumbled windows,
Embarrassed them self in front of tall, high buildings.
Yesterday I saw the school laughing,
Toilets damaged their lids.
Classrooms quickly used their time,
By drawing on the walls.
Yesterday I saw the school dancing,
Papers flapped their corners.
Corridors wiggle,
Doors have great fun.
By Sian
Today I saw my school breathing
Today I saw my school breathing
The wind dancing through the school
Waving through in
And out
Today I saw my classrooms dancing
Waiting for their freedom from the children
Waving and whispering until
There here
Today I saw my teachers stamping
Surrounding us with their lessons
Bouncing, booming and bursting
Up with there teachness
Today I saw my play ground screaming
Dancing in the cold cool air waiting
For more children to come
Waving and swooshing together
By Simran
Today I saw my school breathing.
Today I saw my school breathing,
Students and teachers
Puffing in and
Rushing out.
Today I saw the teachers laughing,
Bouncing, bursting and shouting,
Looks like giganotosaurus after play
Waiting for runners to start walking by.
Yesterday I saw my classroom crying,
Waiting for the students to come by
Because they think we are their friends.
Yesterday I saw the head teachers’ office, slowly breathing,
Little amounts of teachers,
Walking in and
Drifting out,
Miss Haywood, sending orders.
By Yasir
Today I saw my school breathing
Today I saw my school breathing the wind gasping
Children laughing out loud. today I saw The Teachers
Laughing like the wind
Today I saw the classrooms crying and shouting out loud
Even the teachers crying. Today Isaw the teachers crying
Booming and bursting and bouncing up and down
Like a t-rex in the corridor
Today I saw my school talking like giants roaring.
And some body shouting and crying
Today I saw the children bursting out questions
And their minds working like machines .
By obaid
Today I saw my School Crying
Today I saw my school crying
Crackling windows split there sides
Gueorgoes plants being ripped by mucky,irritable nursery.
Today I saw my school laghing.
Tears of
Joy spitted out
Joyful teachers meandering around the petit corridors.
Today I saw my school talking
Blank cupboards swiftly open there big mouths.
Today I saw my school dancing
DJ BOO BOO played 20 bubly songs
Guided reading became guide merry dancing.
By Zuzanna
Wow – what an amazing collection of poems like jewels sparkling in a treasure chest – you should be very proud of yourselves.
Wow I think everybody`s poem is AMAZING!
I love my poem it is so funny and good I hope that over people like it too.
I wish I did it earlier and made it better
VERY GOOD! I like all of these poems. What are these poems called?
The play ground was a riot