Sunday, 20 April 2014

Outlaws and holey tights







Easter is upon us and Mrs Crayon feels utterly compelled to share a rhyme to celebrate the occasion.

Mrs Crayon also happens to be in reflective mode at the moment, so just as Gum Trouble (see previous post) was inspired by a little learner utterance from way back in January 2013, today's rhyme comes to you via the little learner who sidled up to Mrs Organised just a few days before, and whispered in her ear that his Uncle was in fact 'Robin Hood'. If that wasn't enough, the little learner revealed that his Uncle Robin Hood had got himself a job helping the Easter Bunny to hide Easter eggs here, there and everywhere around Whippy Cove.

Mrs Crayon has long felt that this startling Robin Hood fact is worthy of a rhyme, so with Easter on the doorstep what better time to compose one and share it than right now.



A Reformed Character

Robin Hood, Robin Hood,
Kept getting into fights,
And all that rough and tumble
Played havoc with his tights.
Now Robin has a proper job,
Hiding Easter eggs,
But he does it all in secret,
'cause he's scared to show his legs! 




"So you've got a few holes in yer tights....so what!"

Saturday, 19 April 2014

Ancient Dads and bleeding gums






Every now and again Mrs Crayon will find herself composing a retrospective rhyme inspired by a Sunnyside story from the good o'l days of yesteryear. 

Today, was just one of those times.

Perhaps it was something to do with the very recent visit the little Sunnysiders made to Whippy Cove's zoo where they came face to face with some of the zoo's magnificent big cats. It reminded Mrs Crayon of the time when a hungry lion by the name of 'Lester' took up residence in the classroom's jungle role play area. He wasn't a real lion of course, but a learning resource created to help little learners with their phonics. 

It was the little Reception learners' job to feed 'Lester' every day, but they were only allowed to feed him letters and sounds, as 'Lester the hungry lion' was an extremely rare (and hardly ever heard of) 'letter and sound eating lion'. Hence, it was a familiar sight to see a long line of little learners clutching fistfuls of phonic sound cards and reciting them...out loud, before posting them straight into Lester's gaping jaws.

However, there was a particular little learner in the queue who caught Mrs Crayon's attention one day, because although he was holding the usual pile of sound cards in one hand, in the other he was holding one of his teeth. Having just lost his tooth moments before joining the line, the little learner was keen to share what had just happened to him with Mrs Crayon. It was while they were inspecting the subsequent tiny and ever so slightly bleeding hole left in his gum, that the little learner suddenly began to speak about his Dad. He described to Mrs Crayon how his Dad who was "very, very old" had no teeth at all, "only holes where his teeth should be". When Mrs Crayon inquired (with some trepidation) as to the age of the little learner's Dad, she was told that he was 'twenty four'. 

  
Well....if twenty four is considered old......there are no words to describe the age of poor o'l Mrs Crayon!



Gum troubles

Me Dad is very, very old, 
He's just turned twenty four.
His ancient bones are rickety,
And he's lost some teeth for sure.
It's tricky when he tries to eat,
Because his gums are tender,
So we smash his food to smithereens,
In me Mum's old blender.





"Forget the blender son.....this is a cement mixer job!"

Friday, 11 April 2014

Big cats and yummy snacks




The little learners of Sunnyside School are very fortunate little learners indeed, for they have the good fortune to live and attend school in the little seaside town of Whippy Cove. And here's why.

The little seaside town of Whippy Cove not only boasts a beautiful picturesque coastline, with miles of soft golden sands topped off with an all year round pleasure pier, it is also home to Britain's first purpose built dinosaur museum, (Dinosaur Isle), plus a wonderful family run Zoo specialising in tigers and other big cats. 

It was to the zoo that the little learners of Sunnyside School made a trip very recently, as a fun way to round off their current topic on animals. The trip stirred up much excitement amongst the little learners, in spite of the fact that most of them have visited the very popular zoo many times before with their own families. 

A wonderful time was had by all at he zoo and upon their return to school the following day, the little learners couldn't wait to immerse themselves in some animal painting activities. 

Inspired by the beautiful creatures they'd seen at the zoo, bold and colourful paintings began to appear at breakneck speed, and it was all Mrs Crayon could do to keep up with the flow. Within minutes she was filling the paint dryer with wonderfully detailed pictures of lions, tigers, jaguars, monkeys, raccoons, porcupines, lemurs, and a....."kitkat".  Yes a "kitkat".

It was a completely mystified Mrs Crayon who was left scratching her head following the chat she had with the little learner, who'd chosen to paint a "kitkat" for his animal painting. And just as she was deciding in her head that it was perfectly possible that the little learner had found the contents of his packed lunch more fascinating than the wonderful array of wild animals he'd encountered at the zoo, the little learner who happened to be sitting next to the "kitkat" artist, decided to enlighten Mrs Crayon about this mysterious painting. 
"I think he means meerkat!" said she, adding a few more spots to her already spotty laden jaguar.

Of course it was a meerkat and why wouldn't it be. Along with the magnificent tigers at the zoo, it was the charming and rather comical meerkats that had captivated the little learners so. They had certainly captivated Mrs Crayon's imagination. As the almost human like little chappies stood side by side, high on their tiptoes and straining to see all the goings on around them, Mrs Crayon could feel an idea for doodle and a rhyme unfolding in her head. 

  

How d'you do, we're Meerkats!
We stand about in rows,
We gather all together,
To stand on our tiptoes.
It's our clever way to view the world,
And to see what's going on,
For when Mother Nature made our legs,
She never made 'em long!
So when you have some time to spare,
Come and meet us at the zoo,
Where you'll find us on our tiptoes,
All staring back at you!




"Yes....I can confirm......he is in fact eating a Kitkat!"



Enjoy some fun filled animal magic at the Isle of Wight Zoo this Easter!

Working collaboratively with the year 2 learners of Sunnyside School, the new Meerkat enclosure at the zoo was designed and built by the grown ups at Eccleston George Public Artists.

Saturday, 5 April 2014

Tissue reams and bursting seams




It's almost Easter! 

Consequently, there have been Easter makes aplenty each day this week at Sunnyside School.

This afternoon little learners right across the setting were busy cutting here and sticking there. Reams of yellow tissue paper and lidless glue sticks enshrouded each and every surface, and almost everyone in the Reception classroom was sporting copious amounts of the stuff on the bottoms of their shoes. (Nothing unusual there!)

It was while Mrs Very Jolly was desperately trying to find the lost and gone for ever end on a roll of sellotape (for the thirty forth time in five minutes,) that she was approached by a little learner who appeared not to be involved in any of the Easter makes on offer this afternoon. 

Instead, this particular little learner stood before Mrs Very Jolly wearing one of the much coveted princess dresses and wrestling two babies and a large carrier bag full of shopping in her arms. 
"Hello Mrs Very Jolly!" said the rather hot and bothered little learner.
"Hello poppet," replied Mrs Very Jolly. "You seem to have your hands full!"
It was then that Mrs Very Jolly noticed that the little learner had something stuffed down the front of her princess dress. "What's this here?" she asked, giving the large and rather misshapen mound a gentle tap. 
"I'm having a baby," declared the little learner, still trying to reposition the two she already had in her arms. "Another one?" queried Mrs Very Jolly, now on the verge of tossing the infuriating sellotape into the bin.  
Huffing and puffing from a combination of exhaustion and frustration, the little learner let both babies drop to the floor, before setting her bag of shopping down next to Mrs Very Jolly. "Yep!" she said, "I've got two out.....and one in!" 

Mrs Very Jolly only just managed to contain her hysterical laughter until the little learner had disappeared off to the home corner. She then let out a shrill so high, it was only audible to bats and small dogs!




I'm off to do me shopping,
I can't stop and chat today,
I've got two wriggly babies
And another one on the way.
They keep me very busy, 
And me head is in a spin,
But when it comes to having babies...
I say...better out than in!


"Do I look as though I could do an Easter make?"




The little Sunnysiders will be back in two weeks for another round of fun, learning, rhymes and doodles.

HAPPY EASTER EVERYONE....see you soon!

Saturday, 29 March 2014

Busy bees and missing hands





The moment the little Sunnyside Reception learners step over the classroom threshold at 8.35 am, they get busy - very busy! So busy in fact, that some little learners find it almost impossible to stop what they're doing and put whatever it is to one side, in time for the morning register to begin. 
This is particularly evident when little learners are participating in drawing and painting activities. And when little learners are participating in drawing and painting activities, they are more often than not drawing and painting a picture of their Mummy.

This morning Mrs Crayon found herself explaining yet again, the importance of tidy up time with a little learner who was still heavily engrossed in the picture she was creating, long after tidy up time had been announced.

"But this is a picture of Mummy!" protested the little learner hastily colouring in mummy's dress and shoes. "Look.....she's wearing a pretty dress and her hair is in a ponytail on one side."

Anxious that the little learner might spoil her beautiful drawing by rushing to finish it, Mrs Crayon tried to encourage her to put it somewhere safe until it was choosing time again. The little artist suddenly downed tools, and handing her picture to Mrs Crayon announced that it didn't matter because her drawing of Mummy was actually finished. Studying the work of art in her hands, Mrs Crayon couldn't help noticing that the little learner hadn't given her Mummy any arms. "What about Mummy's arms?" asked Mrs Crayon popping the drawing safely into the 'going home box'. "Do you want to add those later on?"
"No thank you," replied the little learner packing away all the crayons she'd been using, "Mummy's got her hands in her pockets!"

Can't argue with that!



I made this lovely picture,
It's a picture of my Mum.
I drew her hair, her legs and feet ,
As for arms...
I forgot to give her some!



HAPPY MOTHER'S DAY TO ALL MUMMIES EVERYWHERE!


Saturday, 22 March 2014

Funny spells and wonky shells




Afternoons in the Reception class at Sunnyside School, provide some of the best opportunities for carrying out little learner observations. This is where members of the Sunnyside Team step back for a while and look, listen and note, as the little learners play and learn in their chosen activities. 

This afternoon, Mrs Caring focused her observations on little learners visiting the writing table. It was as she was scribing away (nineteen to the dozen), that she felt an urgent tapping on her arm. "Mrs Caring..." whimpered the little voice beside her.  As Mrs Caring turned on her seat in the direction of the tapping, she came face to face with a little learner cupping a rather drab and battered looking seashell in her outstretched hands. "This doesn't work," she moaned, thrusting it under Mrs Caring's nose. "I just can't seem to hear any waves!" 

The little learner went on to describe how her friend had heard the sea inside the shell just a few moments ago, but now the waves had suddenly and mysteriously disappeared. "Well....." began Mrs Caring setting down her clipboard and pen, "Have you tried covering your other ear with your hand, when you listen to the shell? That might help you to hear the sea."

The little learner dutifully followed Mrs Caring's instructions, but was very quick to report that she couldn't hear even the merest trickle of sea water in her seashell, let alone the nearby rolling waves of Whippy Cove beach. "Shall we see if the shell will work for me?" suggested Mrs Caring, examining the rather uninspiring looking ex-mollusc. With the shell firmly pressed against her ear, Mrs Caring waited a moment or two for the noise of twenty nine other little learners playing nearby to subside, but when that didn't happen, she said, "No...I can't hear the sea either...how strange!" 

By now the little learner was feeling very miffed and extremely disappointed by her wave deficient seashell. "Well...I wonder why your friend can hear the sea...but you and I can't?" questioned Mrs Caring, giving the shell a shake (for some absurd reason.) With a quivering bottom lip, the gloomy little learner looked at Mrs Caring and whined, "Well...that's because she's got a sense of humour." 
Desperately trying to stifle a chuckle, Mrs Caring said, "Does that mean you and I don't have a sense of humour then?" After a few moments' hesitation the little learner replied, "Well...my sense of humour is very tired and it's gone to sleep!"  
Mrs Caring suggested that perhaps her own sense of humour was having a nap, and that's why she couldn't hear the sea either. 

The trouble was, Mrs Caring's sense of humour wasn't having a nap - it was very much awake, and trying (unsuccessfully) not to explode forth into an uncontrollable fit of the giggles!




I'm experiencing some problems,
I'm not getting on too well,
With hearing any waves inside,
This dull and boring shell.

It's all right for me friend,
She hears 'em all the time,
So there must be something very wrong,
With these ears of mine.

I've tried sittin' in a chair,
I've tried layin' on the ground,
But no matter where I listen, 
I can't hear a seaside sound.

But...

I can hear the grown ups talking,
And my friends all shouting stuff,
So I've come to the conclusion...
I'm not humorous enough!



Well, I'm lost for words.....
it turns out I haven't got a sense of humour!"

Sunday, 16 March 2014

Busy vets and bouncy pets








Every so often, an especially inspiring little learner utterance will come to Mrs Crayon's ears, causing her to hotfoot it to the nearest pencil pot and scrap of paper, in order to rustle up a doodle and an accompanying rhyme.

This afternoon, such a story came directly to Mrs Crayon's ears, whilst she was sitting in the role play veterinary surgery, waiting for her role play Dalmatian to have it's role play injection.

The story began with the now oh so familiar "do you know?" (the signal that a little learner gem is about to follow.) "Do you know?" said the little learner in question, jabbing Mrs Crayon's poor Dalmatian with a role play syringe, then binding it's front legs together with a ropey looking role play bandage. "My doggie Vanessa likes to jump." Following some clarification, Mrs Crayon learned that not only does Vanessa the dog like to jump, she also regularly takes it upon herself to jump over the fence into the next door neighbour's garden in order to jump on the next door neighbour's trampoline! 

Although Mrs Crayon felt there was a considerable amount of wool being pulled over her eyes, it didn't stop her asking the little learner why her dog Vanessa likes to jump into next door's garden to bounce on their trampoline. The answer was simple - the little learner's own trampoline was far too small! The neighbours have a "massive" one apparently.

So......what do we have here? We have a dog named Vanessa who likes to jump. She likes to jump so much that she will jump over the garden fence in order to break into the next door neighbour's garden. She will then seek out and scale the dizzy heights of the neighbour's trampoline, before enjoying a jolly o'l bounce on it. When she has bounced enough...she jumps the garden fence again and heads home to her family, and a bite to eat no doubt. 

Now...how is that wonderful story not all the inspiration Mrs Crayon needs in order to produce a Mrs Crayon doodle and rhyme?



I wonder...'ave you ever seen
A doggie on a trampoline?
Although she is a hefty lump,
My doggie's passion is to jump.


She don't possess much common sense,
But she's learnt to jump the garden fence.
And when our neighbours have gone out,
That's when my doggie jumps about.


Their trampoline is huge and round,
And much further off the ground.
My doggie thinks it's much more fun,
Than our microscopic one!