We go to Forest School
Our Forest School Classroom
I wondered in amazement,
I couldn't believe my eyes,
There were no doors, no walls or windows, goodness what a surprise!
I was told it was a classroom, it was like none I'd ever seen,
The blue sky was our ceiling and our walls were trees of green.
Sometimes the walls changes colour to brown or red or gold,
The ceiling always looked different, especially when it was cold.
The windows in the classroom were special,
we could look clearly at everything in sight.
Our eyes were now our windows, all sparkly, shiny and bright.
We learnt so much in this classroom, and saw nature at its best.
Who needed toys when we had all this, a magical room called a
By Maureen Sloly,