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17. Jul, 2007 in Avenue Primary

Avenue Primary: Shape Poems

Shape Poems

I was running and I felt like my heart was dead
I jumped and felt like I’d turned in to a bird
I rolled over and I went to check my score.
I won.

I started the race and then I was near to jump
Then….
I was in the sky and I was thinking that I was in the sky forever
Then I landed
I rolled in the sand and rolled and rolled
And people shouted
Hey! Hey!
I won!
Loreeza Raheel

I was running very fast
Off I went
I was flying in the sky like superman
When I came down I nearly lost my balance but I still landed in
The sand pit like a stone.

I was scared and nervous but thought I’ll make it
Bending my back over the bar quickly going down
I landed on the mat with a bang!
Kenan

I was running and I’m heading to the top
The crowds are cheering
I’m still running and thought I was flying like a bird
I was heading down my heart was beating so fast.
I was there
I was so happy.

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17. Jul, 2007 in Avenue Primary

Avenue Primary: Shape Poems

Shapes

I was running and I felt like my heart was dead
I jumped and felt like I’d turned in to a bird
I rolled over and I went to check my score.
I won.

I started the race and then I was near to jump
Then….
I was in the sky and I was thinking that I was in the sky forever
Then I landed
I rolled in the sand and rolled and rolled
And people shouted
Hey! Hey!
I won!
Loreeza

I was running very fast
Off I went
I was flying in the sky like superman
When I came down I nearly lost my balance but I still landed in
The sand pit like a stone.

I was scared and nervous but thought I’ll make it
Bending my back over the bar quickly going down
I landed on the mat with a bang!
Kenan

I was running and I’m heading to the top
The crowds are cheering
I’m still running and thought I was flying like a bird
I was heading down my heart was beating so fast.
I was there
I was so happy.

Footprint Poems

My legs and hands were thumping
I was really excited.
I was second in the race.
I can see the finish line
My head goes in first.
I win by the closest margin.
Whoo-hoo.

I’m feeling nervous and the crowd is screaming.
The gun goes off and the race begins.
I Start off slow and steady
Then I started to go fast.

There I was at the starting line.
My heart was beating like a bass drum.
The gunman shot the gun in the air, bang!
Whoosh, swoosh
My face was hitting the wind
My hand was trembling like jelly.
The crowds were cheering my name.
I was last.

I run ahead wearing my lucky socks that are red
My heart is beating fast
Hoping that I am not last
I’m nearly there
I can see it in my sight
I’m running with all my might.
There’s the finish line
Hoorah! Hooray!
I win.
Anita Panna

At the starting line
Feeling nervous but fine
I can hear the crowd calling my name for the running game
Bang! The race has begun
And I start to run.
Anisha Panna

I started catching up and I passed the person in front of me.
When I passed them I knew I was going to win.
I saw the finishing line
And I made it.
I won!

We had to get ready and go to the starting line
My heart was thumping like a drum and I felt nervous.
I was shaking like a rattle snake.
The gun shot went bang and we started.
I ran as fast as I could.

Other Poems

Devil’s Barbeque
I am going to have a barbeque
And this is what I’ll cook for you:
Hot dogs with raw dog leg
Delicious cake with frog’s legs
Yummy slimy snake steak
And horse’s tongues freshly baked.

I’m going to have a barbeque and this is what I’ll cook for you:
I wonder if you like rats because I do.
I also love slimy snakes too.
We’ll have some socks with monkey poo.
After we’ll have a pig’s nose
With a lovely rotten tomato stew.

I’m going to have a barbeque and this is what I’ll cook for you:
Juicy mouth-watering dishes from the galaxy
And something from the sea.
Horses tongues and cows dung
Frogs legs and clothes pegs
Chicken feet with octopus meat.
It’s going to be the bee’s knees.
Hasan

Row, row row very slow
Javlin away we go.

Ping pong ding dong
I smashed the ball like old king Kong.

A farmer’s hen saw big Ben in the night at half past ten.

Denis played soggy tennis under water in the city of Venice.

Roll and roll
Let the water go
Splish splash let the water flow.
Make sure there isn’t any hole
Iaz found the bee
Give me with one of the magic peas and we will find the golden key.

Pull and push
Blair and Bush
Pull and push
They don’t shush.

1, 2, 3
Bumble bee
Lovely tree
Wee, wee, wee.
Tasnim Afsana

Row, row, go below,
Blanket but no pills
Push and shove
And pull a dove
Michael Jackson wears a glove.
Tasnim A and Fatiha

Roll and roll
Let the water go

Splish splash let the water flow
Make sure there isn’t a hole
1, 2, 3 I found the bee
Give me one of the magic keys.
Look at me I am free
Oh no I bumbled into a tree
I broke my head so
I went to bed.
Meher and Qurrat

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12. Jul, 2007 in Avenue Primary

Olympics Poem

First name: Usama
Year group: 5
My piece of work is called: My feeling of Olympic

Description of my work: How do I feel about Olympic when I know about it?
My feelings about the Olympics
I felt amazed and I felt so happy when we got the games. It was so amazing. I saw planes that time, flying over our school. They were the Red Arrows. And now I feel it’s coming back it is the greatest. I can’t wait till it comes I am so excited, it is coming in 2012

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12. Jul, 2007 in Avenue Primary

Research into athlete Jesse Owens

First name: Samira
Year group: 5

My piece of work is called: Jesse Owens research

Jesse Owens won the gold medal. He wanted to show what kind of people are in United States because Adolph Hitler thought that no one could win but only Germans could, that’s why he wanted to show Hitler that other people can win to and this is because Jesse Owens wanted to win for the united states and because he had the confidence in himself to do the race but some people didn’t because Hitler would kill them if they didn’t follow what he said. That’s why Jesse Owens said “I am going to show him what other people can do.”

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12. Jul, 2007 in Avenue Primary

About Manor Park (Qurrat)

First name: Qurrat
Year group: 5
My piece of work is called: About Manor Park

About Manor Park
Manor Park is very fun.
Every day the sun
is around
to stay.
There are lots of places you can see.
This place is very free.
Things are always there
4 you.
The shops r there 4 us
and me.

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12. Jul, 2007 in Avenue Primary

My Manor Park (Eeruj)

First name: Eeruj
Year group: 5
My piece of work is called: My Manor Park

Description of my work: Manor Park in the east end where I live
Manor Park is a very nice place to live in. There also are different kinds of libraries in Manor Park. My manor park is very clean and tidy and there also are some very nice parks. Manor Park also has very nice shopping malls. Manor Park has very good schools like Avenue primary school. Avenue primary school has very good teaching and we do different activities. We also have our own laptops we take them home every Friday. Manor Park also has two Hindu temples, one Sikh temple, more churches, mosques, and one big leisure centre. 

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11. Jul, 2007 in Avenue Primary

Kids perform poetry with poet Baden Prince

Baden Prince came to Avenue several times to work with us to create poems to celebrate the East End’s contribution to the coming Olympics.
The children really enjoyed the experience. Here they are getting on their marks for a poetry race.

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11. Jul, 2007 in Avenue Primary

Kids perform poetry with Andy Rumball

Andy Rumball returned for a second photography workshop. The children wer asked to form sporty attitudes orf their choice against the walls and ground outside in the playground. Other children then added details inn chalk, such as waves foor swimmers, javelins for javelin throwers, etc. Here you can see a swimmer ploughing through the water and a child drawing the weights for a weightlifter. The children were then given cameras to photograph their poses.

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