TERM 2 IN GRADE 5-6
This term, our Grade 5/6 class is learning what it means to be an active and informed citizen in Australia and the importance of having a voice so that what matters to us is heard. The children have started off the term by writing about important issues that personally affect them.
Some children have chosen to enter their work in the What Matters Competition this year. They could choose to write in a genre of their choice. Included below are some of these thought-provoking pieces to share, as well as some Emotion Poems that the children have written. In these poems, the children used the senses to add more description to their writing.
We hope you enjoy some examples of their work below.
EMOTION POEMS:
WHAT MATTERS:
City Everywhere
The feathers fall off my wings, onto the cold, dark pavement of the vast wide city.
City everywhere.
Not a single leaf fell onto the city ground, not for miles.
One and only one Amazon existed in and on this world.
City everywhere.
Nowhere on this world, nowhere I say, perhaps one place… BUT only one, has leaves.
This Amazon is cherished and worshiped for holding out against the humankind for so long.
Worshiped by all the animals that live there.
City everywhere.
Almost every thousand years a sacrifice has occurred.
The queen of the Amazon interacts with the sky god and will ask to accept this sacrifice…
City everywhere.
My duty is to become the sacrifice for this thousand years, the hope that I hope is that my next generation will live happy l lives.
For now.
City everywhere.
I, for I am the sacrifice, get to scan the horizon.
The horizon that you can no longer see.
The horizon covered with smog.
City everywhere.
This night, this one night I shall be the sacrifice.
Sitting on my perch.
My branch.
My home.
My nest.
City everywhere.
I am hung with my wings tied in case I had the urge to fly.
Died with no pain.
Plucked so the feathers fly to the gods.
The gods chose me.
City everywhere.
Me.
Not Lea.
Me.
Not Spotted.
Me.
City everywhere.
Hung on my branch.
Mine, I think.
I’m pretty sure.
Sure, the nests look A LOT alike, but I’m pretty sure I’m right.
I mean, it looks right.
City everywhere.
Thrown onto the fire on the tree.
The tree of the gods.
The tree of indestructability.
The fire that never spreads.
Tears are wept for my sake as I rise to the gods without permission.
And as I look over the Amazon, thousands of years later, I see an Amazon, an Amazon that fought off humankind.
Protected the Amazon.
Protected my home.
City in some places, for humankind gave the world its greenery.
Finally, the amazon animals came back, and the world was restored, life was restored.
As I always say, City everywhere, but that all changed.
YOU can make a difference in the real world, or this piece of writing shall be true in some ways.
That is not what I hope.
The world needs its life, so let it live.
By Ria