Sgiliau’n Sgleinio (All Skilled Up) yn Troi Allan

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Ym misoedd Medi a Thachwedd 2009 gwelwyd y Prosiect Sgiliau’n Sgleinio (All Skilled Up) yn troi allan yn Stadiwm Dinas Caerdydd. Partneriaeth yw’r prosiect rhwng yr Academi, Tîm Pêl-droed yn y Gymuned Dinas Caerdydd, Adrannau Addysg AALl, Llyfrgelloedd AALl a BSA Cymru.

Mae cyllid gan y Gynghrair Bêl-droed wedi sicrhau y bydd deg o ysgolion y flwyddyn am dair blynedd ym Mlaenau Gwent, Tor-faen a Phen-y-bont ar Ogwr yn cymryd rhan yn y rhaglen dreigl chwe wythnos sy’n cyfuno llenyddiaeth a gweithgareddau chwaraeon mewn ffordd newydd ac arloesol.

Daeth 183 o blant o ysgolion yn y tair ardal i stadiwm newydd Dinas Caerdydd i fwynhau diwrnod ysbrydoledig o weithgareddau pêl-droed a chyfleoedd i ysgrifennu’n greadigol. Bu’r disgyblion yn cydweithio ag Enillydd Gwobr John Tripp, Peter Read i greu cerdd bêl-droed newydd. Cawsant hefyd fwynhau helfa drysor fel rhan o daith dywys o amgylch safle’r stadiwm, ynghyd ag ymweliad gan Bartley, mascot Clwb Pêl-droed Caerdydd.

City Pitch


Cerddi a ysgrifennwyd gyda Peter Read:


Cornelli Primary School

The Match

The whistle blows

Players run

This way, that way

Like dogs chasing a bone

Hunting the ball

Thus, thump, boom

It flies like a bird in the air

Fans scream

Like howling wolves

Cheering, chanting

Singing Cardiff songs

Naming their heroes

Ledley, Chopra, McCormack

Go, go, go City

It’s like a war

Controlled by the Ref

A war without guns

Just arms, legs, feet, head

And a hurt, battered, dizzy ball

The crowd leave the stadium

Happy as Christmas

Over another Bluebird win

Go, go, go City

Afon y Felin

Thoughts at a Stadium

Clock counts every second played

Soundless chairs scream Cardiff City

Astroturf soft as fur

Green grass waits for its next game

Sensory lights shine brightly

Television copies every move

Tractor rrrr’s through its work

Mower brrrr’s on the turf through the day

Crowds sway like a wave

Noise levels higher as players shoot at goal

The sound of tigers, drums, pneumatic drills

Rolled into one.

Padre Pio


Fans scream like lions watching Bluebirds

On and on they chant their heroes names

Officials dressed as dark as night keep order

Tired legs and limbs tread the turf

Ball round as the sun kicked from foot to foot

After the match fans are happy or gutted

Leaving the stadium we long for another match

Litter drifting through the air as we make our way home


Colours of my team

Majestic stadium tall and grand

The blue and white arena reflects the sky

Chequered seats blue and white

Watching the ground moist and green

Bluebirds soar across the pitch

Flying above the fluttering flags

Heading for another goal

Rows and rows of Cardiff fans

Like bluebells in a field

Waving to the wind

Over our heads in celebration

We push the blue, yellow and white tops

White for the pure football we play

Blue for the days when it doesn’t go our way

Yellow for the dawn of a new beginning

When Cardiff go from championship to the top

Tynyrheol Primary School

The Quiet and Noisy Stadium

Silent Stadium, like being in a room with no-one there

The crowd climb the steps like crazy monkeys

On week days talking seats whisper Cardiff City

Cheers stampede through the air like noisy buffaloes

A butterfly programme flutters with no-one to read it.

Out of tune klaxons and trumpets desperately seek orchestras

At the final whistle an old man sits alone

Watches the crowd fade away in a sea of blue

Dreams of another Cardiff win and a rocking stadium.

Plasnewydd Primary School

Cardiff City Stadium

Grass green as an apple,

A Forest, a bunch of grapes, an emerald stone.

Pitch as pitched darkness

When clouds and shadows arrive.

Seats blue as the bright sky

The playing field divided as a chess board

Mowed as fine as a green carpet.

Lines squiggly like serpents

Outline where players can play

As they run towards goalposts

Shining bright like snow in the night

Moving between parallel lines that never meet.

Slowly the sun shines and shoos the darkness away

As colours of the crowd camouflage the seats.

Football fans sing like happy Bluebirds

Cheering their heroes onto victory.

Pontnewydd Primary School

Impressions of Cardiff City

The cleaner, a big black monster

Picking up people’s heads off the ground.

Looking down into the colossal stadium

People are tiny lego pieces.

Blue and white chairs flow in waves

Seats shoot up the stands

Like everlasting fireworks

Shaped in a V for victory.

At the end of the match

They flick back like falling dominoes.

In the big picture silent seats spell Cardiff

White advertising boards, sprinkled

Around the pitch like falling snow,

Look onto a giant-like pool table

Or perhaps the hand of a gi-normous green giant.

Woodlands Primary School

Cardiff City

We watch the Bluebirds fly high

Woosh the seasiders of Blackpool away

Rob the Robins of Bristol of their three points

Capture the Royals of Reading and crown the Bluebirds kings

Invade the Seagulls, then borrow Crystal Palace

Take the wheels of the Ipswich Tractor Boys

Sting the Hornets of Watford with goals

Wiser than the Sheffield Owls hunting victory

Blunt the Blades with sharp football

Stop the Pilgrims of Plymouth moving

Cut down the Forest of Nottingham

Make the Posh of Peterborough pathetic

Outfox the Foxes of Leicester City

Bring sorrow to the Magpies of Newcastle

Bag the Baggies of Wets Brom, send them packing

We watch the Bluebirds fly high

In the sky, higher, higher than the Swans.

Ystruth Primary School

Little Freddy

Little Freddy is a Cardiff fan

Fell asleep in the middle of a match

Got locked in at the final whistle.

Lived in the stadium near the pitch

Green and smooth as a billiard table.

Ran on the grass spongy like a carpet.

First night in his massive new home

Rain rattles like elephants stamping on the roof.

Rows of seats were soldiers waiting for action.

Freddy played hide and seek with himself

Ran on the ground, became Joe Ledley

In front of twenty thousand fans.

Celebrated scoring the winning goal against Man U.

Got cold after his lap of honour, headed for the changing rooms

Put on Michael Chopra’s kit, just as the Cardiff team

Burst in.

Coed y Garn Primary School

Eating the Stadium

People arrive for football

But when I see it, it looks good enough to eat

A candy stadium with gingerbread players

Shooting the gumdrop ball

Seats a blueberry cake with white icing

A few yellow chairs like lumps of cheese

Green grass is lime ice-cream on the floor

Muck spread around the pitch like chocolate nutella

The open roof is a giant donut

Sprinkled with sugar-like rain

Air vents are the shape of waffles

Touchlines are spilt milk on a green tablecloth

Columns of steps made with yellow liquorice

Candyfloss nets drape over sticky candy cane goalposts

Railings in the stand are salt and vinegar chipsticks

Advertising boards are laid out like Toblerone bars

Lights hang from roofs and look like bubble gum

The blue and white stadium smeared with layers of caramel.

Bartley & Group.