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Hands on RCT

Throughout February and March 2012 over one thousand pupils from seven schools in Rhondda Cynon Taf enjoyed a variety of workshops, train trips and a literature festival to increase their enjoyment of creative writing.

The project was a partnership between Literature Wales; Tonyrefail, Gilfach Goch and Evanstown Communities First teams; Cardiff City FC Community Foundation; Arriva Trains Wales; Cardiff Library Service and Framwaith.

Mike Jenkins

Pupils from Hendreforgan, YGG Tonyrefail, Cwmlai, Tref y Rhug, Abercerdin, Tonyrefail and Williamstown Primary schools enjoyed a variety of workshops including:
Circus Poetry with Mike Church; All Skilled Up with Cardiff City FC Community Foundation; Arriva Trains visits from Porth to Cardiff Central with authors Phil Carradice, Patrick Jones and Mike Church; Walking poetry with Ric Hool; Mural poetry with Anita Flowers and Dom Williams and a sports writing day with authors Mike Church, Mike Jenkins and Peter Read.

Peter Read

Selections of work:

Cwmlai Primary with Phil Carradice

Train journey
Look through the window
What do you see ?
The river
As long as a rocket
Flying into space
People playing
As happy as monkeys
Rubbish
In the river
Like one cares
This is what I see

Train journey
What do you see?
A beautiful legend,
The river Taff,
Sparkling in the sunlight
Like a smashed mirror,
Gazing in the water,

Look through the window
What do you
See?
A silent dirty rundown graveyard,
Like an empty
Moody world,

Look through the window
What do yousee?
A dozen leafless white trees standing taller
Than ever,
Rustling in the wind
I look through the window and this  is what
I see.

Train Journey 
Look through the window
What do you see?
Paper blowing about
Like a tumble of weed,
People pushing
Through
Like no one cares.

Look through the window
What do you see?
Flag’s waving about
As if there is a tornado,
Bread in the river
Like broken pieces
Of an ice-berg.

Look through the window
What do you see?
Bricks as big as tiles,
Lines
Crossing each other
Like people on the pavement.

I look through the window ….
This is what I see

Train Journey
Look through the window
What do you see?
A house
Like a box
With no-one in it.

Look through the window
What do you see?
Rubbish
Lining the trees
Like leaves
Waving.

Look through the window
What do you see?
Cars zooming
Through the light
To go home.

Train journey
Look though the window
What do you see?
Ladders tall
And thin
As we pass by
On our train

Look through the window
What do you see?
Plastic bottles
On the track side
As we woosh past

Look though the window
What do you see?
Birds
Flying higher
Than trees
Like planes
In the sky

Look though the window
What do you see?
Cars speeding past
Like jet fighters

Look through the window
What do you see?
Cameras like spy’s watching us
As we ride past

Here on our train
I looked through the window
This is what I see

Train Journey
Look through the window
What do you see?
Fields and cows
And sheep
Looking around
For nice grass

Look through the window
What do you hear?
Car’s swishing
Back and fourth
The roads
As if they are jets!

Look through the window
What do you feel?
The fresh air
Blowing
Against your face.

Look through the window
What do you see?
The train stopping
At Cardiff central
The excitement
Of getting off
That is what I see,
When I look through the window!

Train Journey
Look through the window
What do you see?
Stumps standing silently
On the grass
Leaves waving past them.

Look through the window
What do you see?
A bell tower
Wasted
Rusted bells
The tower looking like
It is about to fall
Big smoke cloud
Will come when it does
Look out the window
This is what I see.

Train journey
Look through the window
What do you see?
Hear children
Shouting and screaming
As loud
As they can
All having fun.
Look through the window
What do you see?
Children laughing
And playing
And enjoying the great fun.
Look through the window
What do you see?
A train
Zooming past
Like a rocket

Train Journey
Over the bridge
In the distance
I see majestic mountains.
Under the dark tunnel
We are fearful with fright
As we go.
Around the river
We see how gently it flows
It sparkles
While we pass by.
Through the countryside
We see wild free animals
Running across the fields
We travel on!

Train Journey
Look through the window
What do you see?
Children shouting
And screaming
In the school yard
Having fun.

Trains rushing back and fore
People can hear
The horns
Loudly
So the trains can say hello
Stopping, starting
Into the stations
People getting on and off.

I look out of the window
And I can see Castell Coch
Standing still
Like a wooden box
Doing nothing
No-on in it
And no-one coming out of it
Flags waving
In the crashing song
Of the wind .

Train Journey
Look through the window
What do you see?
Other trains
Running as fast
As leopards

Look through the window
What do you see?
A river
Bashing
Against the rocks
Like a pick
Digging
In the ground

Look through the window
What do you see?
A castle
Rising
Out of the earth
Like god
Is summoning it

A horrible smell
Of brakes
As the train
Shuddered to a stop
I look through the window
This is what I see.

Train Journey
Look through the window,
What do you see?
Wide hills,
Looming up against me,
Like the darkness,
Looms in,
On the closed in,
Scared children,Look through the window,
What do you see?
Pointed mountains,
Trying to touch,
The top of the world,
Look through the window,
What do you see?
Houses lined up in rows,
Like mighty soldiers,
Ready to salute,
Look through the window
What do you see?
The river Taff,
Winding round,
Under the train tracks,
Like a snake slithering,
To it’s den.

Train Journey
Look through the window,
What do you see?
Trampolines
Lonely
Their friends are in school
They think it’s like no ones
On the planet
I see
Rubbish taking over
The rivers
It’s like rubbish
Taking over the world
I look through the window
This is what I see.

Look through the window,
What do you see?
I see Treforest station
Waiting for the next train to arrive,
I see old train tracks
Covered with branches
As untidy as my room,
I see traffic lights,
Bright and colourful to see.

Look through the window,
What do you see?
Mountains green and strong
Aeroplanes dashing
Through the air
Making, sure
Everyone’s safe
I look through the window
This is what I see.

Train journey

Look through the window what do you see

A smelly old farm that has so many dirty animals it smells like rotten milk.
Look through the window what do you see

An old train station with news papers blowing like the trees in strong high winds.

Look through the window what do you see

Graffiti as colourful as rainbows.

Trains thatare as smelly and as dirty as a old abandoned  scrap yard.

I look through the window this is what I see.
Train journey
Look out the window
What do you see?
I see graffiti every second
Like chewing gum on the floor
Look out the window
What do you see?
I see litter scattered along the pavements
Blowing like leaves in the wind.
Bins stand
As still as a statue
Yet people dropping litter every hour
Look out the window
and this is what I see.

Train Journey
Look through the window
What do you see?
The train tracks
All squeaky and smelling
Like a sewer
Lots of houses
Pretty like flowers
And as we pass
The trees sing
In the
Breeze

Look through the window
What do you see?
Castle Coch
Standing alone
Everyone from its time
Has gone
And the years
Flew by

Look through the window
What do you see?
A weir swishing
Its water
To make it
Like a pretty fall
Of water
To the Taff’s big stream
I look through the window
This is what I see

Train Journey
Look through the window
What do you see?
Children having fun
Out in the yard
Other trains
Whooshing by
Like jet aeroplanes
Different birds
Flying over meadows
And houses
Rivers flowing
At 100 mph
Making lovely sounds
And sights
Chimneys puffing out smoke
And fumes
I looked through the window  and this is what I saw.

Train journey
Look through the window
What do you see?
Lights flashing
This way and that
Like gems sparkling
In the moonlight

Look through the window
What do you see?
A castle standing tall
With knights galloping on horses
As fast as rockets

Look through the window
This is what I see

Train journey
Look through the window
What do you see?
An old round football
Stuck on the track
Trying to run
Before a train comes.

Look out the window
What do you see
Graffiti
As colour
As a rainbow

Look through the window
what do you see?
A leaf
floating down
to the ground
like rubbish
falling
fromsomeones pocket

Train Journey
Look through the window
What do you see?

Ginormous buildings
Towering over
Like dinosaurs
With dark hearts

Look through the window
What do you see?
CCTV cameras
Spying
Like criminals
In the dark

Look through the window
what do you see?
road signs
Standing still
Still as buildings
Waiting there
To be taken away

Look through the window
What do you see?
A helicopter
Whirling  above
Like a bird
Preparing to fly north

Train journey
Look through the window
What do you see?
Fences standing strong
Like  bricks
Bridges
As hard as a building
Trains flashing by
As fast as a car
Look through the window
What do you see?
Rubbish flying
Like an cloud
Swishing
By the window
Look through the window
What do you see?
Birds swooping
Though the sky
Making beautiful noise
Look through the window
What do you see?
Children playing
Laughing as they playing
Their hair
Brushing their forehead
That’s what I see
When I look through the window

Train journey
Look through the window what do you see,
Buildings tall and empty,
Just like me.
A truck whizzing past,
Just like a jet,
Passing by.
Rubbish hanging,
As I pass.
A shop with goods
Waving at me.
A bus sparkling
An empty house
With ivy
Staring at me.
A traffic light
Changing colour as I pass.
This is what I see
Look through the window what do you see?

Phil Carradice

Abercerdin Train poems with Phil Carradice

Train journey
Look through the window
What do you see?
Big long rails
That’s what I see.

Look through the window
What do you see?
Rails over rails
Like if they are following me.

Look through the window
What do you see?
Cardiff Station
Is calling me.

Look through the window
This is what I see.

Train Journey
Look through the window
What do you see?
Old wrecks
Of canoes
As green as grass
That’s what I see

Look through the window
What do you see?
Strange strangers
Looking at me
They don’t think
That’s what I see

Look through the window
What do you see?
The millennium stadium
Staring at me
Were ill be
In six years

I look through the window
And that’s what I see.
Train Journey
Look through the window
What do you see?
Tracks rumbling
Clashing
And crashing

Look through the window
What do you see?
Dull grey schools
With colourful windows
Like paintings
On a gallery wall

Look through the window
What do you see?
People talking
Amongst their selves
Like babies
Speaking
Their own language.

Train Journey
Look through the window
What do you see?
Signs with prices
Flashing past me
As quick as lightning

Look through the window
What do you see?
The fog
As grey
As a giant whale
Lying down
To watch over us
With beady eyes

Look through the window
This is what I see
Train Journey

Look through the window
What do you see?
Pontypridd,
Strangers glazing at me,
Like a bear
Waiting to strike
His prey,
Look through the window
What do you see?
A cinema,
Packed with people.
I look through the window
This is what I see.

Train Journey
Look through the window
What do you see?
Strange strangers
Staring at me
Huge bags
And cases
Like giant balloons

Look through the window
What do you see?
Foreign people
Talking on their phones
Eating their sandwiches
Drinking their drinks
Who knows what they’re thinking

Look through the window
What do you see?
Pens and pencils
Jotting down ideas
On paper
Sitting in cafes drinking tea
I look through the window
This is what I see.

Train Journey
Look through the window
What do you see?
A railway track
The size of a castle
Cars speeding
Along the road
Colourful posters
Red and bright orange
Like the sun
Look through the window
This is what I see.

Train Trip
Look through the window
What do you see?
Station upon station
Like flat roads
And people
Like insects
Standing
Waiting
There

Look through the window
What do you see?
Cars all parked up
Like snakes going up the road
I look through the window
And this is what I see.

Train Trip
Look through the window
What do you see?
Pointed Castle Coch
As red as blood

Look through the window
What do you see?
Sparkling waterfall
Floating by

Look through the window
What do you see?
Sparkling pointed stones
Digging into me

Look through the window
What do you see?
Look through the window
What do you see?
Gigantic mountains
as green as the Irish flag

I look through the window
And this is what I see.

Train Trip
Look through the window.
What do you see?
Trains screeching
Like lions
Dragging there claws
Against metal

Look through the window.
What do you see?
Cars
Rushing around
Never stopping
Never going slow
Gets you there
Where you want to go

Look through the window.
What do you see?
Colour’s bursting
Out from walls
And home’s
Colour everywhere

Look through the window
And this is what I see.

Train Trip
Look through the window
What do you see?
Weird strangers
Staring at me,
With huge eyes
Bulging
As big as buildings.

Look through the window
What do you see?
Foreign people
On iPods
And phones
Looking very busy.

Look through the window
What do you see?
Restaurants
And cafes,
Yummy,
Pencils and Pens
Jotting down ideas
On paper
Just for me!
Look through the
That’s what I see.

Train trip
Look trough the window
what do you see?

Ivy slowly
but gradually
creeping
up a tree.

Look through the window
what do you see?
Cctv
Watching me
Carefully
like an eagle
watches his prey.

Look through the window
What do you see?
trees growing
out of chimneys
like a mouse
creeps out
of his hole.

Train trip
Over the hill like an army of men.
Under the tunnel we fly through the city.
Around the corner like a gush of wind.
Through the countryside we glide softly.

Train trip
Look through the window
What do you see?
The grass as green
As the leaves
On the trees
Dukes sitting
On top
Of the weir
Streets of houses
With washing
On the line
Rubbish thrown
Along the river
And train traces
Some one using
An I phone 4 s
I look
Through the window
And this is what I see.

Train trip
Look through the window.
What do you see?
The sky
As blue as the ocean
As lively as a tiger
Killing it’s pray.

Look through the window.
What do you see?
People looking at me
Like CCTV
Watching sop lifters
Stealing.

Look through the window.
What do you see?
A train
With brakes
As loud as the scream
Of the supporters
When Wales score
The winning try
I look through the window
And this is what I see.

Train trip
Look through the window
What do you see?

Grass as green
As an Irish flag

The sky as blue
As a blue bag

People talking
As loud
As a helicopter
Taking off.

I look through the window
And this is what I see.

Train trip
Over the bridges
Like thunder
Rumbling
On the rail way tracks
Under the tunnel
We go
Like lightning
Quick
Through the caves
As dark
As black night
Around the would
We visit
The countries
All very poor.

Train trip
Look through the window
What do you see?
People pushing
Like they are bullying

Look through the window
What do you see?
Cows and sheep
Grazing on hay
And grass

Look through the window
What do you see?
The welsh stadium
Saturday’s game against Italy
And Wales won

Look through the window
What do you see?
A dog in the river
Splashing
And drinking
The water

When I look through the window
This is what I see.

Train trip
Look through the window,
What do you see?
A huge building
Above me,
Like a whole universe
Right in my hands.

Look through the window,
What do you see?
Clouds in the sky
Floating in
The breeze,
Stations and stations
Rushing by,
There’s more I
Just can’t believe
My eyes.

Look through the window,
What do you see?
Birds flying
Above the train
Watching me,
As I stare
Like an eagle
Glaring at its prey.

I look through the window,
And this is what I see.

Train trip
Look through the window.
What do you see?
Diggers,
As big as mountains,
Controls,
As complicated as a puzzle.

Look through the window.
What do you see?
Trees,
With leaves
As green as grass,
And branches,
As brown as chocolate.

Look through the window.
What do you see?
A mobile phone,
As expensive as a fur coat,
With a screen,
As bright as the sun.

I look through the window,
And this is what I see

Anita Flowers

Abercerdin  with Anita Flowers

Angel
As bright as the sun
As white as the snow
Floating very slow
Hiding behind clouds
As quiet as can be
Angels can be boys
Angels can be girls
Angels can be ugly
Angels can be pretty
Angels can be tall
Angels can be small
Angels are bright
Angels are kind
They help you every day.

Angels
Angels can have any colour hair
They live in Heaven
Angels wear a white dress with a golden halo
Angels can be opera singers
They are loving
Angels live on Heaven and Earth
Angels smell fragrant
Angels can be pretty
Angels can be ugly

My Angel
My Angel would be:
Precious as parents
Kind as a teacher
Slender as a silhouette
Powerful as a cheetah
Have a high pitched voice like a violin
Be gently fragrant like flowers
Be as strong as a rhino
As loving as a friendly cat
As caring as Grandparents
Glowing as white as snow

Angels
Angels are kind
Angels are joyful
Angels are funny
All the time
Up in Heaven
Up in the sky
Looking down over us
As loving as a person
As bright as the light
Angels are good
All the time

Angels
Angels mean to help
People in need of love
Angels care
But no-one seems to be aware
But I am aware
That’s why I believe

Angels
Have wings
They live in Heaven
They have halos on their head
The sound of them saying ohhh
They are nice and help all the time
They are bright and colourful
They wear dresses and smell nice
Boy Angels wear lynx Excite final edition
And eat tacos.

Angels
Angels are cute
Angels are loving
Angels are squealing
Angels are delicate
Angles give wishes
Angels can be stunning
Angels can be ugly
Angels hide behind clouds
Angels are with us.

Angels mean:
Love a gift from God
Kindness, a gift from Jesus
Thoughtfulness when you need them
Help
They can be male or female
They are people floating towards me
“I will help” they say
I feel skin, cold skin
They are blond and gold
They gave me a wish
I wished that I was perfect.

Angels
Angels are like humans and flies mixed
Because they can fly like flies
They have a human body
They are as small as a fly
They can be as ugly as a fly
And as pretty as a model.

Angels
Angels mean love to me
Angels look like they have gold
They have white hair and fluffy wings
A white dress and diamond necklace
If an Angel gave me a wish
I would wish for
My family to be happy
I wish that my cousin would get better
I wish I had a puppy
An Angel smells like
A bag of flowers
They always smile.

Angels
Angels are fun, Angels are sweet
Angels could be anything you see
Maybe they’re small
Maybe they’re tall
I see Angels jumping on
Clouds floating in the breeze
When they fly
I imagine the sky
Because Angels can be sweet
They have nice smiles
They smell of fragrance
Like butterflies
They talk in a little whisper
I could barely hear
Because they feel like
Soft fur
Angels are sweet.

Angels
Angels mean joy
Angels mean happiness
Angels mean light
That guides you
Angels are good singers
Angels are beautiful
Angels are kind
And help you every day
Angels are bright
Angels don’t fight
Angels are there for you
Day and night.

Angels 
Angels can be loving
Angels can be boys or girls
Angels hide behind the clouds
Angels singing means they are happy
Angels can be pretty
Angels can be bright
Angels can be ugly
Angels can be lovely
But it really doesn’t matter about their appearance.

Angel
Angel is kind
Angel tells me what to do
Angel is good looking
Angel is ugly
Angel is a bright light
Angel lives in Heaven
Angel is a good singer
Angel glows like snow
Angel has bright wings
Angel is loving.

Angel
I can dance with her
I could take her to the park
My Angel is small and sunny
She is white
She has brown, short hair
She smells nice
She sings La la la la
She is kind and friendly
My Angel can speak
She has a sweet voice
She can walk through things
She is fun loving
She can fly
She smells like flowers.

My Angel
My Angel is funny
My Angel is a great dancer
A great rugby player
A great footballer
Has a banana gun
Likes swinging in trees
My Angel has brown fur
And climbs trees

Class Angels poem

When I put my head against
My arm
I see lots of colours and shapes:
Angels with short hair,
Smell like strawberries.
They can speak with a sweet voice.
They feel bouncy.
Angel is helpful and friendly,
They climb trees,
Can walk through things.
Angel is fun-loving,
As tall as a wall,
Has white feathers,
Can be really hyper.
Angel is a clear as water,
wears a school uniform.
Angel can fly,
Sing Angel songs.
Angel is a horse with wings,
Sometimes smells like raspberries.
They are looking for wonderful friends,
Shine like stars with prettiness,
Sound like harps playing.
They are very sweet and smell like roses.
They fly everywhere,
Wear gold clothes,
Can be bonkers,
Smell like chocolate.
Angel will love and cherish throughout the day.

angel

Walking Poetry Abercerdin Primary with Ric Hool

We are the giants of this new hill

We love to play we love to sing

We enjoy every day that we are here

We play ball and run and play

I love the new hill it is brill

For both of us

As we are the new giants of this new hill

We are the new giants of the new hill

We stand very tall and still

People come, stop and stare

But we don’t really give a care

Will I see my builder again

Maybe I should write to him with paper and pen

Now the day has come to an end

People say goodbye good friend

We are the giants of the new hill

 The Forest

The whistling of the wind dashing through the trees

The splashing of the cold water running

The quacking of the ducks playing about

The feeling of the moss and the twigs under my feet

The feeling of the sun beaming down

The feeling of the acorns cracking in my hand.

The forest

The tweet of the chick

The cry of the baby

The sparkle of the crystal

The feeling of the ghost rushing by

The feel of the soft snow

The feel of the darkness.

The forest

The sound of the animals scratch

The sound of the water sploshing on the rocks

The sound of the leaves crunching under my feet

The feel of the wind swishing past me

The feel of the bee touching me

The feel of the darkness up ahead.

I’m walking along a path and I heard beside me

A buzz of a bee

I saw next to me a dripping stream

I see in front of me leaning trees on a slippery slope

I feel lonely and silent like someone is watching me

I’m walking along a path

I’m walking along a path and I hear some noises

What are they? Where are they coming from?

What should I do?

Where should I go? How do I get back?

I don’t know my way back.

I hear twigs snapping and the hoo of an owl.

I see silent shadows among leaves that are falling on the ground

The darkness is closing in on me

Ahhh…

Forest

The crackling of pinecones in my hands

The scraping of the stones under my feet

The swooshing of the trees as tall as the mountains

The feel of the wind blowing on my face

The roughness of the stones in the palm of my hands

The feel of the leaves as I pick them up

The forest

The rustling of the leaves in the bushes

The feel of the moss on the floor

The sound of people chattering

The feel of the darkness creeping up my neck

The sound of the animals squeaking and squawking

The feel of the ghosts haunting the entire forest

What should I do?

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