Wow Calypso Class, that was some end to the story, I can’t believe that after 20 years of travelling there was still a massively difficult situation (and battle) for our hero to face!
Claypso class, I loved the way on our last session that you captured the entire journey with flashcard words, They looked awesome at the end all being held up – can’t wait to see the pictures of you making the story with your colourful words.
Well done both schools you have been brilliant to work with, great word-making all around, both classes are officially Poetry Heroes – all you need is a ship, some storms and the gods to mess you about
Keep making great poems and stories and bringing them to life
Paul Lyalls (2013/2014 Poet for Roald Dahl)
Calypso class wrote short poems that told parts of the the great story. Here is a group poem made up from all the poems.
He is brave and strong
Goes away on a journey
Builds a big wooden horse
Wins the war enemy defeated
They end up on sandy shores
Far away on distant shores
A monsters eye is poked
Meets a beautiful wicked witch
They get turned into pigs
Meets gods on his adventure
And all kinds of people
They hear voices singing beautifully
I want to hear it
The sailors block their ears
Meet great big scary monsters
A six headed dragon attacks
Go to a Special Land
Meets some very powerful women
He’s on an amazing journey
All his crew are dead!
THE ENDING HAPPENS NEXT WEEK
BUT HOW DOES IT END?
By Calypso Class
Calypso Class listened to Odysseus tell his stories in the palace of King Alcinous. They heard how his fun descriptions of the places he’d been brought the story alive. Calypso Class set sail for the school playground and hunted for for fun similes & metaphors to change it into an extraordinary place. Everybody wrote poems, here is a taste of their work in a group poem.
DRIPS OF NOWHERE
Blue shapes on the ground like fallen pieces of sky
A maze stuck in nowhere.
The slide is a silver as a sword
The climbing frame is a dragons skeleton
The ground is a turtles back.
Hop-Scotch grids come together like a helicopter blade.
Tables are nasty spiders,
Footballs cones are rockets shooting ice-cream.
The clock is a magic spinning wheel
Climbing ropes are blue spider webs waiting to trap you.
The silver tunnel is a giant shining medal
The drinking fountain is a silver waterfall
Blue circles are drips of oceans.
Calypso Class shared Odysseus’s adventure and dramatic events that happened as the crew hit a massive storm and the gods and goddesses played their part.
Calypso class wrote poems that told parts of the journey. The below Calypso Class poem is about how the events must have felt to Odysseus.
DOES ANOTHER DAY
Night, the moon comes out.
Stars light up, twinkle, make a wish.
The waves are big, the sea goes on forever.
noisily splashing, waves jumping out of the water
fish swimming in the sun, flapping about side to side.
The storms cracks, makes loud noises.
blowing wind full of power, the cold blows you away.
clouds of white and grey making funny shapes.
Thunder freaking out the people.
Waves overlap each other, falling pretty shells
Family give us shelter
The journey has a start and an end
Goes to different places,
Tomorrow comes the next day
Or does it?
Calypso Class sailed with new crew mate Paul the Poet, They followed Odysseus’s Ship through the terrible Channel. Their biggest threat was the Sirens, enchanting half women – half sea maids with magical songs and eyes that made sailors crash their ships onto the jagged rocks, to be closer to them. Calypso class blocked out the Sirens magic by making a pact to give 20 minutes of total silence and concentrating on what was special to them. Here are some of their special thoughts in a group poem that tells us a lot about Calypso Class.
I am a girl who loves to study Algebra
I am growing each day, small to big
I hope to be a famous writer
I try to fly
I dream to be the best defender in football training
I dream to be a Princess
I am looking after my baby cousin
I like playing with my cat
I pretend I am a cat
I pretend I’m in Star Wars
I dream about falling into puddles
I pretend to fly like a superhero
I pretend to be Ravel Morrison
I pretend to be my sister when she comes into my room before yelling ‘get out’!
I wonder who I am going to be when I grow up
I dream to be David Beckham
I dream I am an Avatar
I dream I am a footballer
I hope we fix my cousins car
I pretend to be Jessie from the Disney Channel
I pretend to be Queen Victoria
I remember being on a ship that sunk when I was little
I try always to be a good Muslin
I pretend to be Gingka
I try to be a footballer
I dream I had wings and could fly
I am playing a computer game
I am a girl who loves to study Algebra