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Antrim Primary School |
31 Station Road, Antrim, Co. Antrim, N. Ireland BT41 4AB |
Some of our "Mind Maps" by pupils in Room 12. |
Emotion poems |
CONFUSED Confused is grey Confused tastes like a salty pickle It smells like fresh air in the morning It sounds like trees blowing in the breeze It looks like a grey room Confused feels like a snow drop on a sunny day |
SCARED Scared is dark blue It taste like a sour onion Scared smells like a fire burning high It sounds like a big bang in the night It looks like a child crying It feels like tear drops on your face |
ANGER Anger is like rage It is a burning red colour It tastes like steaming red hot peppers burring your mouth It smells like raging steam burring your face It sounds like sparks coming from a roasting fire It looks like a burring plane crashing to the ground It feels like your going to explode and smack someone It also feels like there is a fire burring inside you. |
CONFUSED Confused is yellow It tastes like a lemon It smells like buns cooking in the oven The sound of confused birds tweeting in the trees Confused looks like a dark room Its feels like you don't know anything. |
HAPPY Happy is bright yellow It tastes like a banana It smells like a lemon It sounds like birds singing It feels like being happy |
HAPPY Its colour is blue It taste like chocolate It smells like roses It sounds like birds It looks like a big open field Happy feeling great |
MISERABLE It taste like muck It smelled like old cheese It sounds like screaming It looks like death It feels like pain |
CHEERFUL Cheerful is the colour yellow, It tastes like milk chocolate, Cheerful sounds like a busy swimming pool, It looks like a lamb playing in meadows, Cheerful feels like a teardrop falling on your face Ashleigh Doole |
JEALOUSY Jealousy is the colour violet It tastes like sour lemon It smells like the devils perfume It sounds like crashing thunder It looks like dead roses It feels like a burning fire. Abbey Sproston |
LOVE Love is pink It tastes like sweets It smells like red roses Its sounds like the Ocean It looks like the flames of sun And feels like a hug from a friend Lois |
Literacy group work - The story of Timothy Winters |
Pankhurst's Den |