Gateshead Healthy Schools

The Worst Playground in the World

Children, children
Children smashing,
Children, creeping
Children bashing,
Children kicking,
Children crashing,
Children tackling,
Children dashing,
Children swearing,
Children copying,
Children glaring,
Children pushing,
Children daring,
Children scratching,
Children tearing,
Children snatching,
There goes the bell,
Children, Children
Children stopping

By Robert Cullen Age 7
Front Street Community Primary School

The really, really bad playground

Children, children,
Children pushing,
Children snatching,
Children pulling,
Children telling,
Children slapping,
Children yelling,
Children nipping,
Children scaring,
Children punching,
Children smashing,
Children strangling

There goes the bell.
Children, children,
Children stopping.

By Megan Cox, Age 7
Front Street Primary School

A good playground

Children, children
Children, caring,
Children, sharing,
Children, racing,
Children, skipping,
Children, chasing,
Children, helping,
Children, crashing,
Children, jogging,
Children, dashing,
Children, jumping,
Children, running.
There goes the bell
Its half past three,
Children, children,
Children, stopping.

By Beth Pringle, Age 7
Front Street Primary School

The best playground in the world

Children, children,
Children skipping,
Children, sharing,
Children, running,
Children, chasing,
Children, jogging,
Children, racing,
Children, hopping,
There goes the bell
Children, children
Children stopping.

By Amy Cutting, Age 7
Front Street Primary School

Cross

You are cross
You are angry
You are hot headed
You are ashamed of yourself
You hit
You punch
You kick
You hurt
You are called nasty names
You are the worst person in your class.

By Jackie Brodie, Age 8
Front Street Primary School

Love

Love is red like a big red heart.
It tastes like fruits of the world.
It smells like people are in love.
It looks like chocolates.
It sounds like people are kissing,
It feels like people are in love.

By Sam Collins, Age 7
Front Street Primary School.

Sadness

Sadness is white like the sky,
It tastes like tears dripping like a drink,
It smells dull like a drink.
It looks like sadness to other people,
It sounds like tears dropping from the sky,
It feels like sadness coming from your heart.

By Megan Shaw, Age 8
Front Street Primary School

Happiness

Happiness is a yellow sun beaming on you,
It tastes like a warm pudding sizzling in the pot.
It smells like a flower on your nose all the time,
It looks like your mum and dad smiling at you.
It sounds like happy people smiling and laughing,
It feels like your heart saying have some fun.

By Niamh Reading, Age 7
Front Street Primary School

Anger

Anger is red with power
It tastes like burning food
It smells like dark coal
It looks lie pitch black oil
It sounds like angry mobs
It feels like a dark alley

Anger is red with steam
It tastes like solid iron
It smells like rotten wood
It looks like a hot head
It sounds like a dangerous fire
It feels like steamy shoots

By Jack Elsworth, Age 8
Front Street Primary School

Shy

Shy is red like a big red rose,
It tastes like sweet red cherries,
It smells so sweet you can’t get away from it,
It looks like bright red blood, it sounds like classic music,
It feels like you’re turning blue.

Shy is pink like strawberry mousse,
It tastes like the inside of a melon,
It smells like a tulip,
It looks like a rosy cheek,
It sound likes sweet music,
It feels like you’re going to blow up.

By Brogan Edgar, Age 8
Front Street Primary School

Things I Like

Apples that are crunchy
Boys to kiss
Children to play
Dogs to walk
Easter eggs to find
Fishes in the sea
Going to the shops
Horses to ride
Indoors playing
Jessica as a friend
Kangaroos that jump
Lemon on pancakes
My mum and dad
North pole
Oscar the name
Peace on earth
Queen Elizabeth
Really anything
Starts at night
Trampolines that are bouncy
Under water seeing fish
Vultures to rise
Window view
XX rays to tickle
Yo, yo bouncing
Zebra stripes

By Abbie Armstrong, Age 8
Front Street Primary School

Good Citizen

To be a good citizen, you have to:
Follow the law,
Be kind to other people,
And not smoke.

To be a good citizen, you have to:
Not do graffiti,
Do as your told.
And tidy up the mess that you’ve made.

If you’re a good citizen, you will:
Have a good life,
So take my advice,
And be a good citizen.

Ashleigh Cullen, Age 8
Front Street Primary School

May Dad and His Peas

My Dad and his peas,
Are not alike
He’ll lick them and flick them,
And leave them on his plate.

He’ll squeeze them and squish them,
And leave them on his plate.
But they pop back up
And hit him in the face.

My Dad and his peas,
Are not alike.
He’ll role them,
And propose to them.
And leave them on his plate.

My Dad and his peas
Are not good friends
He’ll fling them,
And sling them,
And leave them on his plate.

My Dad and his peas,
Will never be together,
He’ll never be healthy and fit,
Whatever the weather!

Ethan Archer, Age 8
Front Street Primary School

Have You Ever Seen?

Have you ever seen
An apple with legs?
Have you ever seen
A banana shaped as pegs?

Have you ever seen
A broccoli not green?
Have you ever seen
A kid eat beans?

Have you ever seen
A pink berry?
Have you ever seen
A blue cherry?

Have you ever seen
A sour potato
Have you ever seen
A poisoned tomato?

Have You Ever?

By Mollie Reading, Age 9
Front Street Primary

Fantastic Food Facts

Apple for Alex
Banana for Ben
Coconut for Chris
Drinks for Daniel
Eggs for Emily
Fish for Fred
Grapes for Graham
Ham for Hitting
Ice for I
Jelly for Josh
Keesh for Ken
Lemons for Lee
Melons for Me
Nuts for Nancy
Orange for octopus
Pear for Peter
Quail for Queen
Rice for Reece
Strawberries for Shaun
Tea for Tom
JUICE FOR YOU!!!!!

By Christopher Cook, Age 10
Front Street Primary School

Anger

Anger makes me tense.
Nothing goes right.
Grudges are horrible.
Energy is wasted.
Running out of class.

By Rhys Miller
(School Unkown)

Feelings

Woke up late,
One minute to get ready.
Had no breakfast.
Taxi coming up the street,
Calls at Ricki’s house.
Get to school,
Feel upset.
Don’
Feel like breakfast.
Bad mood.
Taken out.
Had a talk.
Got some food.
Feel better now.

By Joseph Davison
(School Unknown)

Fit ‘n’ Healthy

If you want to keep
Fit ‘n’ healthy
You gotta eat the right food
Do you know what you have to eat?
What’s your favourite again?
FRUIT ‘N’ VEG
So eat 5 a day
And you will stay….HEALTHY

So you’re eating the right food
But you still need to burn off a few pounds
Ho can you do it?
Well you could…..
Swim
Walk
Run
Have a game of footie
Anything as long as your on the move
Well, if that didn’t work first time
TRY IT OVER AGAIN!!!!

Hannah Lancaster, Age 11
Portobello Primary School

Cigarette in a Box

It lies in the packet
It sometimes gets bored
Waiting to come out
So then it gives a shout

Cigarettes are bad
Bad for a little lad
Cigarettes are bad
Even for Grandad

Leave that cigarette in the box
And throw the box away
Stop smoking and you will
Have a happy day

Clogging up your lungs all day
Could do with throwing your box away
So do it! So do it!
Throwing that box away, throw that box away today

Ross Laws, Ages 11
Portobello Primary School

Alcohol

Alcohol is
Bad and
It can make
You mad too
Love and
Drink it fast
Drink it slow
You will still be dizzy after the show
Can you survive the night? Can you stop?
Oh no your friend calls,
Do not drive you’ve had too much,
You might not be so lucky
Love it too much
But it can take your life away
Quicker than you think!

Matthew Smith, Aged 10
Portobello Primary School

Bullying

Bullying is like a storm
It feels like a lightening strike,
Touching me.
I feel like a little girl, who no one sees.
I feel rain when everyone feels sun.
My heart is broken into a million pieces.
Will anyone fix it?
I feel very cold and lonely.

By Sonia Da Silva, Year 5
Brandling Primary School

Bullying

Bullying is like a lightning bolt in my heart,
Rain on me but sun on everyone else,
My perfect homework ripped in my face,
Being rejected by my peers,
People telling my secrets when I thought they were my friends,
Not being able to rest,
Having to hide during play.

By Laura Childs, Year 5
Brandling Primary School

Bullying

Bullying is like a dark cloud following me
A lightening bolt to my heart.
Like a crow after a robin
Bullies prey on little people.
They are cowards
Bullying makes everyone sad
Frightened to speak, to see, to hear
We are invisible.

By Jonathan, Year 5
Brandling Primary School

Bullying

It’s just her imagination it doesn’t really exist
Her insides sear, why does she persist?
How dare you!

It’s stolen her identity, she doesn’t know who she is
The relationship was so wrong and a complete and utter waste
The taunts and the temper tantrums added to the pain
It slowly wore her apart until she became insane
How dare you�
The laughs were few and far between
So obscure never to be seen

Eyes distant, empty and cold
Amazing how the truth manages to unfold
The audacity, the tenacity the nerve
To make her believe that her purpose was only to serve
Who dare you!
But, her state of mind healed over time
Finally, she acquired the power to find peace of mind
Halcyon days are coming her away
This chapter is closed she’s proud to say.

Kim Taplin
Brandling Primary School

Bullying

You bullied me everyday,
I never knew what to say,
You called me names,
Day, after day.

You frightened me,
You scared me too.
I hate it,
But what was I to do.

Everyday, after school,
I always looked like such a fool.
But for some reason that didn’t bother you.
You thought it was cool.

But now I’m strong,
You’ve gone away.
I found out what just to say,
And now I’m free,
Day, after day.

Royah McLaughlin, Age 10
St. Agnes Roman Road Catholic Primary

STAND UP, SPEAK UP!

My life is a danger zone
He’s there where ever I appear
I walk into the yard, ready for school
There he’s waiting and he fills me with fear

In the play ground
He beats me in every way
He corners me against the wall
Knowing I won’t know what to do or say

I want to stand up to him
But I have no strength inside
I cannot, but I must tell
I just need to hide

The blood steaming down me face
He’s beaten me and I want to go home
But what will I tell my mum and dad
Will they believe this poem?

Bu guess what? Now I’m FREE
Free from this terrible nightmare
But it’s real you see, this was my life
And the bully, he didn’t care.3

Keith Wood, Age 11
St Agnes Catholic Primary School

Abandoned at birth

All alone
In the cold
No one there
To cuddle and hold

Standing there
Freezing weather
Not going home
Never and never

Hiding in a
Black bin bag
Heart pounding
Feels so sad

Tears trickling
Moaning cry
Lying there
About to die.

Rose Gannon, Age 11
St Agnes Primary School

Bullying

Bullies are bad,
They make me feel sad,
They think they’re so cool,
When they walk around school,
They pick on me
And you can see
I hate them so.

I think they are freaks,
Because they are weak,
I try to stand tall,
But they make me feel small,
Everyone stares,
But do they really care.

Emma Bullock-Lynch, Age 10
St Agnes Primary School

Bullying

Bullying is bad,
It’s not very nice,
I’ve thought about it,
All day and night,
Help keep the fighter away from me,
It’s not very kind.

They must be out of their mind,
They think that they’re clever,
Bu they aren’t.
Think when you are walking home by yourself,
Don’t be scared,
You do not know where the fighter might be,
You should stand up for yourself,
Don’t wait for them to come
And bully you
Get help

Bullying is bad
And makes people sad
Life does not have to be this way
Tell someone now and start a good day.

Shannon Scott, Age 10
St Agnes Primary

It’s Bad

It’s bad
They know how it makes me feel
And that’s sad.
Sometimes I am mad.
Yesterday they were
Hitting
Kicking
And
Nipping
Me.
Should I tell?
Today the bullies stole my pink clip
Should I tell?
Make
My
Life
Hell
What do you think?

Caitlin Gray, Age 8
St Agnes

Being Bullied

I have been bullied.
It isn’t very nice.
The bully is like a big scary cat
That chases little mice.
My big bully follows me everywhere.
He follows my little feet
Up to the town and down to the street.
I feel scared whenever the bully comes.
I rush to the teacher
And she tells him OFF!

Elisabeth Baker, Age 7
St Agnes Primary School

Bullies

Bullies in the street.
Bullies in the town.
Bullying is everywhere.
Bullies kick, Bullies punch,
Bullies Pinch, Bullies push, snatch and hit.
Don’t be afraid, why don’t you
Just ignore and tell on them.
Bullies scare people.
Bullies frighten people.
They think they’re tough but they are
NOT!!

Caroline Pope, Age 8
St Agnes Crawcrook

Going Bananas!

Can you eat a banana,
As fast as a piranha?

Can you bounce a banana,
All the way to Guyana?

Can you ride a banana,
At the gymkana?

Can you see the banana,
That looks like a sultana?

Can you throw a banana
All the way to Botswana?

Can you race a banana,
Against an iguana?

Just eat a banana
Then you’re in Nirvana!

Class Poem, Year 3/4, Mrs Dunn
Windmill Hills Primary School

Healthy Acrostic

H

elp you heart

E

at fruit

A

nd drink

L

ots of water

T

ake exercise for a

H

ealthy

Y

ou!

Class Poem, Year 3/4
Windmill Hills Primary School

Healthy Acrostic

Help yourself to health
Eat lots of fruit and vegetables
And go to them gym
Love yourself
Too lazy to exercise?
Hop you don’t fall ill
You keep yourself healthy!

Class Poem, Year 3/4
Windmill Hills Primary School

Citrus Cinquain

Citrus
Juicy, rounded
Peeling, eating, rolling,
So delicious and good for you.
Orange.

Class Poem, Year 3/4
Windmill Hills Primary School

Citrus Lime

Eat a lime
What’s the time?
Eat a lime
Get a dime
Eat a lime
And do a mime
Eat a lime
At the pantomime
Eat a lime
Make a rhyme

Leo Cheung, Year 4
Windmill Hills Primary School

Excuses for being late for school

I can’t say ‘Grandma died’
[She’s had three funerals this week…]
I can’t blame my brother. Oh bother!
I can’t say I’m visiting New York or Hong Kong
I’ll just have to own up and admit I’m wrong.

I’ll say I’ve Yellow fever
Or met a U.F.O.
The car grew wings and flew away
My dad’s stuck on the loo.
I can’t stay I’m visiting New York or Hong Kong
I’ll just have to own up and admit I’m wrong.

I’m going to be told off
Perhaps I’m going to die
I’ve a feeling in my stomach
Like a flock of butterflies.
I can’t say I’m visiting New York or Hong Kong

I’ll just have to own up and admit I’m WRONG.

Year 5, Age 9/10 years
St Mary’s R.C Whickham

Feelings

I feel nervous when I dance across the lit up stage
I feel nervous when I see myself on the newspaper page
I feel nervous when I do dancing exams and when I see my dancing Madame.

I feel happy when the spring flowers rise
I feel happy when the winter snow comes
I feel happy when I see my friends and when they let me join in their games.

Rachel Grant, Year 3
St Mary’s RC Whickham

Bullying ME!

Bullying is bad
Bullying makes people sad
They pull your hair and kick you in
They sometimes put pets in the bin

Bullying, Bullying
It really stinks
Hurting your feelings
No wonder were squeezing
Stop it! Stop it!
I’m already hurt
With a broken arm, leg and ripped shirt.

Phillipa Crone, Age 10