The Grumpy Wizard

apropos of nothing at all....some Year 1 children and I were playing with words, hats and props last week and ended up with an unexpected story poem which was so delightfully silly, I thought we should post it!

The path to the Wizard's house

THE GRUMPY WIZARD

He had a pointy hat

And he had a pointy nose,

He had pointy fingers

And even pointy toes.

He pointed at the girls,

He pointed at the boys,

He worked some nasty magic

And turned them into toys

(not me!)

He took bits of cats,

He took bits of dogs,

He stirred a smelly potion

And turned them into frogs!

(you missed!)

He grabbed his magic wand

And made a fearful spell

There was a bang! and a flash!

But all that came was a smell

(oooo!)

Growing very angry

He grabbed his tall, tough broom

He woke it up with curses

And swept them from the room

(you missed again!)

"No, no, no", he shouted

"I'll get rid of all you lot"

He grabbed a bucket of water

And chased them with his mop

a path runs past the wizard's house 

The children all ran laughing

And up and down the stairs,

They jumped on the wizard's bed,

And played on all his chairs

The wizard started crying

And sat down on a stone,

He said that he was sorry

And didn't want to be alone

The children became his friends

He taught them how to bake

They cooked themselves a feast

With sandwiches, juice and cake

Year 1 (various classes)

Whitefield Infant School

March 2013

the Wizard's house is a ruin now, our story, the children and the wizard himself all long gone