We watched an amazing video called touch wood.
Then we did a lightning brainstorm. We each wrote a sentence or two about the video. We had 15 minutes then we came together and wrote a class poem. We hope you like it:
Timber Tune
In the mysterious forest it is dark and quiet, cold and gloomy.
The tall trunks of the trees are mossy and green.
It's so quiet you can almost hear the sap flowing up to the branches and the leaves.
All of a sudden I can hear a ..
plink
plonk.
plunk.
dink!
It sounds like plums falling on a wooden roof.
The mice scuttle to their burrows then snuffle their noses with curiosity.
Plink!
Plonk!
Dink!
Donk!
It sounds like little drops falling into a humongous bucket.
Plinky...
Plonky!
A little wooden ball, rolling, bowling, bumping, creeping, dropping onto timber blocks.
A marvellous musical pattern, a secret forest song.
A fantastical wooden xylophone singing its timber tune to the audience of waving trees.
