Poem

General 

Elliott was really good after school today.

Activities

I picked him up from Sainsburys and we went straight to his Clarinet lesson where his teacher said his playing had improved. Then we went home and he had ham sandwiches for tea and finished his X-Wing Fighter Lego build before we headed back to Whistling Woodwind. After Whistling Woodwind he had his bath, brushed his teeth and got ready for bed. Then he showed me his excellent poem about home:

Home

Lots of things have a home for footballs it's a dome
Bees live in trees
And Fish in a bowl while foxes in a hole
Cars in car parks slides in adventure parks
Some live in zoos to show off for you
Humans live in a house and so can a mouse
Rubbish under a matt and on the top is a cat
Nits live in hair the cave is owned by a bear
Also in the cave are bats and sewers are for rats
Follow that to the end and you'll be at the home of the fish but the table is for the dish
Everyone can agree in the crowd that all the homes stand up proud
Like an army of soldiers
Lets not forget that some live on boulders
Your home is a treasure and that's forever
So next time you come home and smell the smell of home think to yourself I'm pleased I have a home
But some are not as lucky for example a ducky
Homeless people sleep on the streets where as you may sleep under sheets
And so if you have a spare pound donate it and make yourself proud
Because your action may help someone in need
and if it does than you can think now i have less greed
And then everyone may have a home.

He read more of his new school book "Class A" by Robert Muchamore (the second in the Cherub series) before going to sleep.