Day 1: To read and perform a poem.
Today, we would like you to read the poem below. You could use some of our reading techniques, like a whisper read, or you could echo read with a grown up!
Once you have read the poem, have a go at performing the poem. This means, reading the poem out loud using different voices, facial expressions and maybe some actions! If you're feeling confident, you could perform in front of your family. This poem is quite long, so you could choose your favourite section and focus on this.
If you would like to listen to the poem before you have a go at performing, click on the link below:
DON'T FORGET TO SEND A VIDEO TO MISS VARDY AND MISS ROBINSON - we would love to see you perform this poem (wonder if you can create some actions too!) 😊😊😊😊
year3@hilltop.doncaster.sch.uk
The Dentist and the Crocodile
By Roald Dahl
The
crocodile, with cunning smile, sat in the dentist's chair.
He said, "Right here and everywhere my teeth require repair."
The dentist's face was turning white. He quivered, quaked and shook.
He muttered, "I suppose I'm going to have to take a look."
"I
want you," Crocodile declared, "to do the back ones first.
The molars at the very back are easily the worst."
He opened wide his massive jaws. It was a fearsome sight––
At least three hundred pointed teeth, all sharp and shining white.
The
dentist kept himself well clear. He stood two yards away.
He chose the longest probe he had to search out the decay.
"I
said to do the back ones first!" the Crocodile called out.
"You're much too far away, dear sir, to see what you're about.
To do the back ones properly you've got to put your head
Deep down inside my great big mouth," the grinning Crocky said.
The
poor old dentist wrung his hands and, weeping in despair,
He cried, "No no! I see them all extremely well from here!"
Just
then, in burst a lady, in her hands a golden chain.
She cried, "Oh Croc, you naughty boy, you're playing tricks
again!"
"Watch
out!" the dentist shrieked and started climbing up the wall.
"He's after me! He's after you! He's going to eat us all!"
"Don't be a twit," the lady said, and flashed a gorgeous
smile.
"He's harmless. He's my little pet, my lovely crocodile."
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