Five Little Sensesby Anon
Five little senses are what I need, To use when things are near. I use my eyes to look and see.
I use my ears to hear. I use my nose to smell things.
I use my hands to touch. I use my mouth to taste
The things I love to eat so much. Five little senses standing in a row, To see, hear, smell, touch and taste
The things I need to know.
Taken from http://w4.nkcsd.k12.mo.us/~rbeckett/The%20Five%20Senses.htm Unit 1:Before beginning Day 1
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First Dog on the Moonby David Orme
‘Hi there,First Dog on the Moon,
How do you feel?’
Like nothing on Earth.
‘Yes, but can you taste anything up there?’
Bones so cold and dryThey bite my tongue.
‘That’s great, First Dog on the Moon.Now what can you smell?’
Fear of the things hiding in hard shadows.
‘OK, OK, so what can you see?’
Long dead forests,Broken winds in empty streets,
Things,Shadows.
‘So what are you going to do next,First Dog on the Moon?’
Sit and howl at the Earth.
Taken from: Sensational! page 20Unit 1: Day 1: Input
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Dog on the Moon
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Unit 1: Day 1: Activity
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Five Haiku about the SensesBy David Bateman
Grey-pink in the dawnsitting like far distant cloud:
a new mountain range.
From a long distanceeven my father’s cooking
smells a bit like food.
After the dentist’sI spoon soup into my mouth –
or mostly my mouth.
‘Easy listening’my father calls his music.
We all disagree.
Panting on my bikethe autumn rain in my mouth
tastes of the winter.
Taken from: Sensational! page 24Unit 1: Day 2: Input
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Unit 1: Day 2: Example for Activity
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Five Haiku about the SensesBy David Bateman
Grey-pink in the dawnsitting like far distant cloud:
a new mountain range.
From a long distanceeven my father’s cooking
smells a bit like food.
After the dentist’sI spoon soup into my mouth –
or mostly my mouth.
‘Easy listening’my father calls his music.
We all disagree.
Panting on my bikethe autumn rain in my mouth
tastes of the winter.Taken from: Sensational! page 24
What words do you like the most?Share you ideas with your partner.
Which sense does the poet describe in each haiku?
Give evidence for your ideas.
Which is your favourite haiku?Use because to explain why you
have chosen it.
Unit 1: Day 2: Activity
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A Sense-less Poemby Carey Blyton
I’m having trouble with my ears –
they do not see so well.
My eyes are also failing fast –
they’ve lost their sense of smell.
My nose has lost its power of speech,
my tongue, its sense of touch;
alas, your sympathy’s in vain –
my hands can’t hear you much
Taken from: Sensational! page 30Unit 1: Day 3: Input
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My Uncommon Sensesby David Bateman
I touch the tasteAnd I taste the sound.Today my senses are
The wrong way round.
I can see the smellI can hear the view.
Today my senses Are all askew.
So I hear how you feelAnd I smell what you say.
My senses are reallyQuite strange today.
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Taken from: Sensational! page 30Unit 1: Day 3: Input
Another Sensational DayBy Andrew Fusek Peters
The roar of parents,A curse of clocks;Tinkle of toilets,
Shrugging on socks.
The flop of cereal,Pop song of toast;
Hurdling buses,The bell’s mad boast.
The jam of lessons,As hours overtake;
The theft of daydreams,The scent of break.
A rush-hour of shoes,The dawdle of light,A gaggle of gossipSummoning night.
Excuses for homework,The glue of the box,A sinking of pillows…
The curse of clocks.
Taken from: Sensational! page 5Unit 1: Day 4: Input
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