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| The Wicked Wizard and the Elves | |
| By Josie | ||||||||||||||
| 18 June 2007 | ||||||||||||||
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A children's story poem, but this one, unfortunately, has a sad ending, so you'll need your hankies ready. This is a narrative poem, which I think would be really good acted out by children in a class. I think that it is nice to bring drama into poetry in this way, and this is one of the things that our new children's laureate wants to see in classrooms - poetry brought alive. The Elves said: “Wizard, great wizard, what must we do To become famous and rich, exactly like you?” The wizard replied: “You have all that you need – Just work hard for me now! Enough of your greed!” The elves thought: 'But look how he lives. He seems to do well. Now surely he'll help us with just one little spell.' "A life without money makes us feel so depressed. Oh please, Mr Wizard, just grant this request." The wizard thought: “I don’t want these elves to be richer than I, - To be strutting around with their heads in the sky. I’ll tell them a lie, put an idea in their heads” And with a smirk on his face, here’s what he said: “When you see a full moon sitting high in the sky – Here’s a little known trick that I think you could try. Catch in your bucket the moon's silver reflection – You’ll see where she shines - row in that direction.” And he pointed his finger towards the river Each evening they waited, and looked at the sky – One night the full moon shone down from on high. The elves took their boats and went to the river – A cold wind was blowing, but they’d no time to shiver. Far out into the river went three little boats – And sitting inside were the elves in green coats. Far out on the river, the moon’s beams shone bright. “All that valuable silver” they thought in delight. But rivers can be treacherous, as people know well – And the little boats soon bounced along on the swell – They crashed on the rocks and the little elves drowned – And I’m afraid that a sad end was all that they found. Copyright 2007
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