Sign up to our newsletter
Find out more about our new online CPD to provide extra support for your literacy curriculum
That fire, they said, was red as red as redas red as a fox, your lips, a cherry;that fire, they said spread and spread and spread,faster than a cheetah or a nasty rumour;
I like to stay upand listenwhen big people talkingjumbie stories
I does feelso tingly and excitedinside me
All you see is outside me: my painted smile,the rosy-posy shell, the fluttery eyes.A butter-won’t-melt-in-my-mouth-type me
The space is a friend.I tell it what hurts.
I tell it why I'm not good.The space is a friend.I tell it the bother I'm in.It won't let me tell lies.