Every class has created some artwork based on anti-bullying and the British Values. They have also written poems, created posters, to name a few activities.
Here are some poems written by Year 6:
Brave
It hurts, it kills,
Gives me the chills,
Sticks and stones may break my bones.
Words will never hurt
That’s the lie they let me believe.
Hoping that they’ll leave,
I was praying, shaking,
All the time breaking,
Calls, kicks, hits, bites,
They always feel glee,
They can’t see inside of me.
The one they like - the one that I
hate
Think that there are mates,
It’s all going to stop,
Well I hope it is,
It’s all formal,
Now it’s back to normal!
By Kiera
Different
- Unique
I’ m a
girl,
A
different girl,
Different
to others,
Others
are different to me.
I try
my best,
Getting
braver every day,
Nothing
will knock me down,
I hope
every single day.
Unique
is being you,
You
are unique,
Words
will not hurt me,
But
could hurt you.
If
they do,
Don’t
just lay back,
Be
brave,
And
you will be safe,
Fear
could be your enemy,
If you
ignore,
Let
love be your light,
Be your
friend.
Remember
who you are,
Don’t
ever change
You
are unique
No one
is the same
By Bethany
Sticks
and Stones
It
goes on and on….
Don’t
let fear be your enemy,
The
words stuck inside,
Sticks
and stones….
Will
I be bullied again?
They
filled break time with dread,
If
you want change - stand up,
Make
phone calls to home.
Don’t
let fear reign over your future,
Ignore
them,
That’s
very well saying,
But
do you think it works?
Neither
they nor their words will ever leave me alone.
By Janik
Hit by Darts
You
can have sticks and stones,
You
can have broken bones,
Where
hardly anyone has a chance,
To
fight back with their smaller lance.
It
hurts your heart,
But
not just that,
It
attacks every single part.
Where
it feels like you’re being hit by darts.
Affects
the way people live,
Where
small defence is all people give,
Nobody
has their own say,
Being
forced to do it the bully’s way.
Don’t
listen to bullies, be unique,
Don’t
let sadness be the emotion you seek,
Try
to stop a bully today,
Try
doing it your own way!
By Jie
You
broke my heart
Texting
is hexing me now
I
can’t escape, I’m in prison
I
can’t get out, and I’m too afraid to shout
A
rhinos ’ horn is stabbing my life
It’s
beginning to break my heart
Oh
no it’s already fallen apart
So we’ll form a line
They fear to cross
It
will be sublime
Delete,
delete, delete
Block
them report them
There’s
another one, swallowed, wait my mum’s found out
We
are greater than haters
Sticks
and stones may not break my bones
By FinleyBut
words will definitely hurt me
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