“Pretty post-its and pencils” ~ poem #WonderfulWorldofWriting

Pretty post-its and pencils ~ a poem

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When my Mum and Dad upcycled my cot,

There was not one tiny detail that they forgot;

More holes were drilled in the legs to ensure

The top could be lifted to last me past four…


There was space for my pen pots, for sellotape, and for glue

And paper a-plenty to make pictures for you.

My imagination station’s a place just for me,

To potter, to write, to develop literacy…


And let’s not forget my maths and my sums,

Times-tables, number bonds ~ numeracy’s such fun!

I’ve made cards for my friends and my family too,

And even pets’ birthdays, they can’t read them, mind you!


With paper, pens, pencils always ready for me,

My Imagination Station’s the place to be!

On an ipad or a tablet you can tap, touch and swipe,

But nothing beats paper, so don’t believe the hype!


Yes technology’s great in this cyber age

But there’s something ’bout writing a story page by page…

We’ve even made paper, I learnt how to at school,

It sits on my desk, next to my very own pink rule…


What I mean to say is that there are no rules,

With pretty post-its and pencils, my imaginative tools…

Creativity has no bounds, it’s true,

With mine, I’m never stuck for something to do…


By Carol Cameleon 2016

The story behind the poem: I happened upon this little arrangement on our little girl’s desk.  I thought how pretty the bits and pieces looked randomly among her other creative tools!


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Somewhere to learn, to grow, to play ~ poem #WonderfulWorldofWriting

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In a recent Wonderful World of Writing post, I shared how our little girl uses her ‘Imagination Station’ and here’s a short poem about how it came to be…

Somewhere to learn, to grow, to play…


Once upon a time you were a little bear

Born 3 weeks early, you were tiny with no hair,

You slept in your cot through the night, give or take

And rarely did you stir, not a noise did you make…


The cot was your cousins’

And has a tale or two to tell,

Many a time between you all it’s

Heard the ‘odd’ scream or yell!


Lost dummies, stuffed teddies

Wedged ‘tween mattress and frame,

I’d nudge your Daddy, “Your turn!”

Or at least that was my aim…


Fast forward a few years

And now you’ve started school,

“I know!”, I shrilled with a brainwave,

And went to fetch the rule…


With measurements to hand,

We got some wood chopped and changed,

Then spread a layer of blackboard paint

And when dry we re-arranged…


Your playpen came down,

Your baby toys given away,

Your cot transformed into a desk,

Somewhere to learn, to grow, to play…


By Carol Cameleon

Originally published under MummyBearsBlog but with a brand new school term on the horizon, I thought it would be nice to look back at how much our little girl has grown physically and mentally.  Her desk is truly a place ‘to learn, to grow, to play…’


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