Another school visit...
Posted: Wed Apr 22, 2015 6:33 pm
I'm probably not about to say much that hasn't already been said, but here goes anyway.
Yesterday I gave a poetry presentation to 78 Yr 6 students in a private school in Melbourne's outer suburbs.
I asked if they knew any poems by Banjo Paterson. One child mentioned Waltzing Matilda. No-one knew any poems.
A girl had read Lawson's "The Drover's Wife" and "The Loaded Dog", because her mother had showed them to her.
That's about it.
That said, they were an enormously responsive and enthusiastic bunch. My own poems went down very well, and when I asked them to write and perform their own material, they threw themselves into it with great gusto.
A lot of poems began "Roses are red, violets are blue..."", but by no means all.
A couple stuck in my mind as being very clever and inventive.
I was a bit put off at first, because the kids were all seated on the floor, and I didn't know how they'd be able to write - but then they pulled out their iPads, and everything was hunky dory. (I am reliably informed that only private schools would be able to provide all the kids with iPads, however.)
I should also add that the poetry teaching for these children was only about to begin. Perhaps they'll be a little better informed after it.
Yesterday I gave a poetry presentation to 78 Yr 6 students in a private school in Melbourne's outer suburbs.
I asked if they knew any poems by Banjo Paterson. One child mentioned Waltzing Matilda. No-one knew any poems.
A girl had read Lawson's "The Drover's Wife" and "The Loaded Dog", because her mother had showed them to her.
That's about it.
That said, they were an enormously responsive and enthusiastic bunch. My own poems went down very well, and when I asked them to write and perform their own material, they threw themselves into it with great gusto.
A lot of poems began "Roses are red, violets are blue..."", but by no means all.
A couple stuck in my mind as being very clever and inventive.
I was a bit put off at first, because the kids were all seated on the floor, and I didn't know how they'd be able to write - but then they pulled out their iPads, and everything was hunky dory. (I am reliably informed that only private schools would be able to provide all the kids with iPads, however.)
I should also add that the poetry teaching for these children was only about to begin. Perhaps they'll be a little better informed after it.