Here's a poem about a rocking horse called Neddy and his friends Fred and Ted. It's one of a whole alphabet that I wrote a long time ago to accompany the lovely illustrations in Sunna Blædel's 'Bamserne's ABC' (Teddies' ABC). It seems a pity they only got read to my own children. So here goes...
F is for frolicking,
fun and good friends,
Rocking horse racing,
Look out for the bends,
Gee up, Old Neddy.
Fred, Ted, hold on tight,
We'll be rocking and riding
far into the night.
Faster and faster,
Just tug on his ears.
And the best thing of all?
You don't have to change gears!
And here's Jake's favourite about a goose named Harry who belongs to a snowy white teddy called Hannah:
H is for happily honking Harry,
He's honking because he wants a carry,
But Hannah's dress is lacy and white,
And goosey footprints wouldn't look right.
So she'll give him his supper and sing him a song,
Plug up your ears 'cos he sings along!
If someone out there knows a friendly publisher, you may one day get to see the lovely pictures too. In the meantime, you are welcome to draw your own illustrations and pin them up.
Have fun!
Fun stuff for kids and parents
Tried and tested on willing guinea piglets
This optimistic, self-employed writer, translator, columnist and mum knows that with kids, a dash of charm and a good giggle beat fear of failure every time.
So here are some out-of-the-box ideas to keep kids and parents happy for hours...
Showing posts with label Rock on. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Rock on. Show all posts
Monday, 18 March 2013
Tuesday, 12 March 2013
Rock on... with more loony runes (check the previous post for the runic alphabet)
Tuesday, 5 March 2013
Rock on...with Iron Age runes
Why did Halfgrim the Viking call a nanny? Because he wanted to date a...
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Why did Halfgrim the Viking bet his friend would win the Grand National?
Because he said he was...
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Tuesday, 19 February 2013
Rock on...Camelot rock 'n' roll marble game
| Measure the tube against the side of the box and mark where it comes ends. |
| Imagine the open end of the tube is a round clock face and cut slits up to your mark at 12 o'clock and 3 o'clock.. |
Slot the tubes over the corners of the box to make sure they fit snugly.
Take them off the box again and cover them with stick-backed plastic, wrapping
paper or rocks cut out of grey newspaper pictures. Cut up the slits again and
slot and glue them down over the corners of the box again.
Measure enough gold paper to make a collar around each yoghurt pot and leave about 5 cm of gold paper sticking over the end. Before sticking the collar around each pot, measure and cut roughly equally spaced slits down to where the tower ends. Now bend every other flap right down and stick it to the upside down bottom of the yoghurt pot. Bend the alternate flaps over halfway down and stick them so altogether they formed the castellations (bits poking up, down, up, down, up at the top of the tower). See in the picture below, we haven't finished the taller tower yet.
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The slits in the square tower at the back should be at 12 o'clock and 6 o'clock.
The rim of the creme fraiche pot looked great cut off and
lowered upside down over the yoghurt pot.
Shame I didn't think of that until I'd taken all the other photos.
We didn't stick the smaller milk carton (back left) down because then we
can keep the marbles inside it so they don't get lost.
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| We cut equal sized strips of sticky-backed plastic (2 cm x 6 cm) and added them, bent double, at intervals around the walls of the finished castle to produce the same effect.
Older kids get more maths practice if you use numbers they have trouble multiplying and adding up ;o).
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Thursday, 14 February 2013
Rock on... with rock cakes
Rock bottom (silly but true story)
We often go for seaside scrambles. One day Jakob and I took my boys to the beach, told them to be careful and set them relatively loose. They found lots of lovely climbing rocks dotted along the sand and also spotted some chalk. How creative! It wasn’t a long walk, but I suddenly realised it was a quiet walk. And that spelled trouble. Looking a little closer, I was horrified to see a trail of naughty chalk drawings on rocks stretching back the way we’d come. The little tykes were teasing me! It took me half an hour to draw underpants on all the cheeky pictures. And when I finally straightened up, I saw three uniformed officers from the local radar station watching me with amusement from up on the cliff. Goodness knows what they thought! By then the guys were halfway back to the car…
We often go for seaside scrambles. One day Jakob and I took my boys to the beach, told them to be careful and set them relatively loose. They found lots of lovely climbing rocks dotted along the sand and also spotted some chalk. How creative! It wasn’t a long walk, but I suddenly realised it was a quiet walk. And that spelled trouble. Looking a little closer, I was horrified to see a trail of naughty chalk drawings on rocks stretching back the way we’d come. The little tykes were teasing me! It took me half an hour to draw underpants on all the cheeky pictures. And when I finally straightened up, I saw three uniformed officers from the local radar station watching me with amusement from up on the cliff. Goodness knows what they thought! By then the guys were halfway back to the car…
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