Sunday 26 January 2014

Howling gales and dangerous snails





It's true to say that the little seaside town of Whippy Cove, has received more than it's fair share of unfriendly weather just recently.

However, the seemingly incessant wind and rain of the last week or two, has not in any way deterred the little Sunnyside learners from enjoying their beloved outdoor learning environment. 

Togged up to the eyebrows in waterproofs and Wellington boots, the little learners appear oblivious to the howling gales and the chilly temperatures, and continue to delight in activities such as sand and water play, construction and wheeled toys. 

Even today, when the outside area resembled a small lake following a prolonged deluge of overnight rain, the little learners couldn't wait to pile on their waterproofs and seize the opportunity to float their hand-crafted yogurt pot sailing boats across the newly formed, complete with waves, lake. 

It was during the yogurt pot launching activity, that one particular little learner wanted to tell Miss Kind about an experience he had whilst out and about in the rain very recently. As he stood in the water being buffeted by a crosswind and fighting to keep the tassels on his hat from whipping him in the face, he told Miss Kind how the rain had started off as rain, "then it suddenly turned into.......you know..........snail bones!"
"Snail bones you say?" Questioned a smiling Miss Kind. "The rain turned into snail bones?"
"Yes!" Replied the little learner very definitely. "And snail bones are really, really dangerous, 'cause they stab you when you look up!" 

Miss Kind couldn't help thinking that she might need to invest in some sort of reinforced umbrella, in the event of her getting caught out in a shower of dangerous snail bones. 

It just begs the question............ where on earth can one buy a snail bone proof umbrella in Whippy Cove? 



Snail bones

We don't care about the weather 
When we go out to play.
We're not bothered if it's foggy,
Or if it's raining everyday.
It don't matter if Jack Frost
Is nipping at our toes.
So what if there's an icicle, 
Hanging from our nose!

We like it when it's windy.
We love it in the snow.
When the grown ups ask, "Shall we go in?" 
The answer's always no!
But.....
In a certain type of weather
You'll soon hear our moans and groans,
And that's when we are being stabbed,
By horrid snail bones!


"Uh-oh! We're gonna need hard hats........it's them snail bones again!"

Saturday 18 January 2014

Warm socks......scary fox





Picture the scene if you will. 

Tesco is bustling with a plethora of firemen all doing their shopping at the same time. Tinkerbell is pirouetting around the store offering to grant wishes for each and every shopper. Snow White is filling her trolley with the store's fixtures and fittings, while Spider-man pops the cash register into his already heavily laden carrier bag. 

Suddenly, as if from nowhere, the hungry fox from the story of The Gingerbread Man, bounds into Tesco's gnashing his teeth and smacking his lips. Terrified shoppers scramble in fear towards the exit. They run out of the store trampling over their shopping as they go. As the dust settles, one brave shopper is left standing in the middle of the shop floor. She carefully repositions the large floppy hat that swamps her little head, and picks up her bulging carrier bags in both hands. Calmly and quietly she walks out of the store. As she passes Mrs Very Jolly on her way, she says to her, "I've bought chocolate for my kids and a newspaper for their dad!" 

Yes, it's just another ordinary day at Tesco supermarket................that is to say Tesco, Sunnyside School style. 

Hurrah for supermarket role play! But where oh where is a role play policeman when you need one?!


Well officer, it was like this.....


Shopping nightmare

It was a normal day at Tesco
(As far as I could tell.)
Where the store was full of fireman,
And a twirling Tinkerbell.
I was just about to purchase
A pair of woolly socks,
When I was rudely interrupted
By a not so friendly fox.
As he terrorised the customers,
I grabbed everything I had,
Which was chocolates for my children,
And a paper for their dad.
When I calmly left the building,
I felt absolutely sure,
That I'd never do my shopping 
At Tesco anymore!




Friday 10 January 2014

Pterodactyls and missing teeth




Happy New Year everyone!


Welcome back little learners, welcome back Team, welcome back faithful readers, and a very warm welcome to any new readers to Sunnysiders.

It may be cold and blustery around the coast of Whippy Cove, but this is the start of the Spring Term. Just the mere mention of Spring and Mrs Jolly, Mrs Very Jolly, Miss Kind, Mrs Caring, Mrs Crayon and Mrs Organised, have an overwhelming desire to burst into song and teach the little Sunnyside learners songs about shiny chickens' eggs, free wheeling through flowering meadows, sunshine and showers, and of course the ever elusive yet remarkably generous, Easter Rabbit. 

However, before anyone dare think about learning any new songs for Spring, there's a brand new topic for the little Sunnyside learners to get their teeth into........Traditional Tales.

Speaking of teeth, the little Reception learners of Sunnyside School, were very keen to share all their Christmas news this morning. The Team heard fascinating tales about Father Christmas bringing them everything from Pterodactyls to motor scooters, and life-size robots (so say), to games where, "the thing next to the red thing goes up to the top...... then you have to make it come down...... and if it touches the green bit you have to start again". 

One particular little learner though couldn't wait a single moment to share her Christmas news, because as she bounded through the classroom door (sporting a rather unusual grin), she announced to Mrs Crayon that during the two week break she had lost one of her teeth and grown "more longer".

After being forced to marvel (several times) at the gaping hole in the little learner's mammoth grin, Mrs Crayon was jolly glad that during the Christmas break, she hadn't lost one of her teeth or grown more longer......a little wider maybe...... but definitely not longer!



My best Present

Christmas was exciting,
But if you want the honest truth,
I'm just thrilled I've grown more bigger,
And I've gone and lost me tooth!

"Is it time to show you me missing tooth again?"