I read about the Bard upon a site,
That kids could write a sonnet on their own.
I pondered on the subject overnight,
Decided that we could; outcome unknown.
Returned to school to introduce the Bard,
“Shall I compare thee to a summer’s day?”
So many rules he set to make it hard,
So tough to write a masterpiece this way,
Ideas flowed, and structure soon was built,
The syllables and rhymes worked as they ought,
Iambs in fives proved far more difficult,
The task seemed out of reach, or so we thought.
But finally our sonnets are refined,
A prouder teacher you will never find!
Wow, what a term it's been for our Year 7/8 authors! Today it was thrilling to see the pride and satisfaction on each other's faces as we put the final touches on our writing. We hope you enjoy reading our work as much as we enjoyed writing it.
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| Titanic by Josh |
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| The Pine Cone by Brendan |
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| Tennis Ball by Joe |
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| Plastic Bag by Kaleesha |
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| Marshmallow by Katie |
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| Saddle by Jemma |
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| The Eraser by Connor |
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| The Rifle by Ethan |
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