Rain-Dance
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PoemThe seagulls are doing their dance again – Wings clasped to their sides, they stare up the street.
Up and down, up and down, go their knobbly pink knees;
And boom-diddy-boom! drum their heavy webbed feet.
“Hey!” whisper the worms in the dry, blackened earth.
“Can you hear the rain fall – pitter-pat! Pitter-pat?
Let's get some of that – let's hurry! Let's go!”
And they wriggle on up to the rat-a-tat-tat!
While over their heads, the dancers pound on;
Their golden beaks shine in the midsummer heat – Intent on their dance, in a world of their own;
And boom-diddy-boom! go their heavy flat feet.
“Come on!”“ call the worms. “It's raining up there!
There'll be rich, fruity earth – we'll have it for tea.”
Out pop their heads in the shimmering air.
Dart! Snap! and swallow! How wrong can you be?
VIDEOS
CLiPPA TEACHING SEQUENCES
Blue Balloons and Rabbit Ears Teaching Sequence.pdf