Szkola Podstawowa nr 2 im. Marii
Konopnickiej w Kielcach – POLONIA
Scoala cu clasele I-VIII “Liviu Rebreanu”
Mioveni, Arges – ROMANIA
SCUOLA MEDIA STATALE CON Poems by children from
ROMANIA & MALTA
LINGUA D’INSEGNAMENTO SLOVENA
“SS. CIRILLO E METODIO”, Trieste – With the support of the
Lifelong Learning Programme
The main objectives of the project “If you want to see the beauty of
the world, first you have to find it in yourself” are:
to enhance the quality and European dimension of pupil
to encourage the learning of English language,
to turn public opinion to some social problems like elderly
people, sick, orphan and in need children, homeless animals,
Cover and editing: lonely mothers,
to employ art and creativity for the benefit of those with social
Ms Mariana Rădulescu - Romania’s Team
Ms Isabelle Debono – Malta’s Team to give to our pupils the opportunity to show to other people the
beauty of their personality,
to improve their skills,
to make new friends of their age,
to share with their European friends the manners in which they
can do interesting things in order to bring happiness on the faces
of the sad people around us.
These objectives are being aimed to be achieved through of a lot of
activities. One of which included creating a brochure with short
poems composed by our children having the title “The Wonderful
World of Childhood”. The participating countries in this activity
were Romania and Malta. The pupils from both schools (“Liviu
Rebreanu” School, Mioveni Town, Arges County and Maria Regina
College, St. Paul's Bay Primary) were delighted to cooperate in
order to prove that they can be gifted in creating poems in Englis.
Together, our pupils have composed forty poems.
The coordinators teachers,
Ms Ana Tudor (Romania) and Ms Isabelle Debono (Malta)
21. The Wonders of Art by Bianca Stan
1. Toys Instead of Guns by Anca Ionescu 22. My Childhood by Kyle Azzopardi
2. Over the World by Daniel Gybaylo 23. Childhood by Leona Frances Gerada
3. My Childhood by Kaylie Sammut 24. If God Is With Us by Andrei Bratu
4. Friends Must Be More by Sonia Niţulescu 25. My Childhood Pet by Nicole Vella
5. My Childhood by Julijana Ilic 26. My Doll by Heline Borg
6. My Favourite Childhood Toy by Shakira Grace Camilleri 27. Children's Calendar by Ana Creţu
7. Don’t Lose the Belief in God by Cătălin Zamfir 28. Childhood by Elenia Spiteri
8. My Brother’s Toy by Kimberly Grech 29. Childhood by Denilson Brincat
9. My Childhood by Oliver Brooks 30. A Child like You I Am by Oana Necula
10. The Green Gold by Carmen Vlăsceanu 31. Childhood by Kyle Micallef
11. I Like to Play by Shanaia Vella 32. Childhood by Paul Scerri
12. My Cat by Kaia Vella 33. A House in Each Drawing by Daniel Berechet
13. Joyful Seasons by Iulia Uţă 34. Childhood by Gianluca Bonanno
14. When I was a Little Girl by Julia Bonarska 35. For a Good Deed by Alexandra Dicu
15. My Wish by Adam Galea Naudi 36. Childhood by Shannon Alicia Mc Evoy
16. Our Magic Instruments by Sara Militaru 37. It's Fun to Be a Child by Damien Attard
17. My Childhood by Kyle Sciberras 38. What Kind of Friend Are You? by Elena
18. When I Was Little by Nicole Fenech Alexandra Pandele
19. Trees without Forest by Alexia Popescu 39. Childhood by Martina Azzopardi
20. My Childhood by Kirsty Fiott 40. Childhood by Jordan Damien Sammut
TOYS INSTEAD OF GUNS
How to cure the world’s huge pain All over the world
When children cry under stars and rain? Us children need parents who love us
How to clean the earth’s big tear and our parents too need our love and hugs.
When kids’ hearts are ruled by fear? When my parents go abroad on business,
I miss them so very much
Please, don’t kidnap the children’s game but I know they’ll keep in touch.
And keep in mind: all are the same; Millions of parents are hoping
Instead of guns, toys let’s buy; that their children have a happy childhood
Tell them the truth and cease to lie. by giving them love and whatever they could!
Children’s faces are like the sun – Daniel Gybaylo
Bright of joy when goodness is done, Year 3 Tulips
By means of human facts of all, Malta
Added through what friendship we call.
Living for money, adults bet – MY CHILDHOOD
Smiling for friends, kids choose a pet;
Let’s fight for this amazing world, My childhood is filled
Hating wars as books are gold. with bicycles and tricycles.
My childhood is filled
Learning to help people a bit, with classwork and homework.
We give the children the hope’s hit; But most of all my childhood is filled
They listen to a magic song with family and friends;
Far from on this planet it’s wrong. with parents who love me,
and lovely brothers and sisters.
Anca Ionescu This is my precious childhood
-7E- which I’ll never forget!
FRIENDS MUST BE MORE
OVER THE WORLD
The trees in blossom try to love, When I was younger
The orphan kids, the flight of dove; I was cute, silly
The old in loneliness start to aid – And a bit of a fighter.
For being human world is made. I always loved animals
In fact I had a puppy
Why in only special cases Its name was Lucky.
Someone looks in their faces, I also had three kittens
Telling them a simple “sorry”, And a dog so lovely
Followed by a warm “don’t worry!”?! They were all so cuddly!
Now time passed and
For whom are really these words? I wish to stay young forever
Are for in need or those in boards? This is my biggest prayer!
Careless in an armchair
It’s hard to know who can bear. By Julijana Ilic
Year 3 Tulips
A gentle smile the mountains move, Malta
A sincere word kindness can prove;
Beauty we can discover now
But it’s an art to know it how. MY FAVOURITE CHILDHOOD TOY
The streets are full of kids in need, I have a soft toy
On fields the plants lose their seed, His name is Roy
A lot of care earth looks for His fur is brown
But for all that friends must be more. He wears a crown
I love my toy
Sonia Niţulescu Whose name is Roy!
Romania Shakira Grace Camilleri
Year 3 Sunflowers
MY CHILDHOOD DON’T LOOSE THE BELIF IN GOD
A hard breathe the planet has got, I have a mother
Surrounded now by hate a lot, My mother has a boy
And only kids’ smile can destroy He is my brother
Hate’s arrows when they get a toy. My brother has a toy
Now “crisis” seems to be the word – His toy is a car
It tries to plug a harmful sword; He drives it very far
But I think it’s not a reason – The car runs around the house
Don’t kill the charm of each season. It’s like a little mouse
Let’s say no violence in schools, The car is small
Obeying strictly all the rules; And not very tall
By means of projects let’s have fun The car is red
It’s time to dance, to sing, to run. James takes it to bed
We have to be good, even if Kimberly Grech
Some people have lost the belief Year 3 Sunflowers
In God, life principles or love – Malta
‘Cause a grey sky is seen above.
And unfortunately there are MY CHILDHOOD
Sad, lonely souls which, by far,
In vain wait for a sunny day When I was small,
And wish a house, a bright ray. I liked to play with my ball
I ran so fast, I would fall
Cătălin Zamfir It would be my mum, I would call.
Romania Oliver Brooks
Year 3 Roses
MY BROTHER’S TOY THE GREEN GOLD
Friends, let’s protect the green gold I like to play with clay
Loving nature as God told; that is grey.
The happiest becomes each heart I like to make shapes
When plants are green, people are smart. that are straight
with my silver grey clay.
An immense tear earth will drop
If after work there is no crop; I have a cat and I play with her all the time
Adopt a tree or a flower I have a hat, which is red
And build from smiles a nice tower. And the cat likes to sleep in my hat.
The wind sings a concert for leaves, Shanaia Vella
For birds a poet sonnet gives; Year 3 Roses
Happy kids their nests care Malta
Glad a colt smiles to a mare.
Yellow tulips dance a folk reel,
On a path runs a little veal;
Nice flowerbeds like soldiers stay
And greet the people every day. My cat
The green gold our health is I have a cat with a hat.
Like for a sailor the sea’s breeze; This is my pet
So, dear friends, let’s protect it and her name is Pat
And we’ll be happy when we meet. She likes to sit on her mat
Playing with the bat
Carmen Vlăsceanu And looking at the net.
Romania Kaia Vella
Year 3 Roses
I LIKE TO PLAY
When I was a little girl,
Oh, look, how joyful seasons are! I used to play
They liked the story told by star; With dough and clay.
They will always be together, I used to wear a hat
To far away they say “never”. And play with the cat
On my pink mat.
Proud I the old year
‘Cause his daughters are still near; Julia Bonarska
Earth feels their separation Year 3 Roses
It cannot fight for duration. Malta
The spring plays the first in the show,
Announced by snowdrops, you know;
The summer festival is made MY WISH
By tulips and by rain it’s paid.
When I was a little boy,
A brown carpet autumn shows, I wanted a brother or a sister.
So sad are the leaves of a rose; Now my dream came true.
The white of snow brings children’s joy My mum and dad are having a baby
And sledge is their favourite toy. And we are so happy.
I wish it will be a baby boy,
But two of seasons seem to be And I will look after the new baby for sure.
Accepted by mountain and sea
Because menaced by heat earth is, Adam Galea Naudi
It cannot all mankind to please. Year 3 Roses
WHEN I WAS A LITTLE GIRL
OUR MAGIC IONSTRUMENTS
A violin begins to play My childhood was tough, fun and exciting
A gorgeous ballad every day; My childhood was one where there wasn’t much fighting
Its lyrics depict a great past – I can remember all the happiness,
Along the ages they will last. This is my childhood
That I will never forget.
A magic flute remembers us
Culture remains when ages pass; Kyle Sciberras
And a guitar the taste wakes up Year 3 Roses
Each generation stops a gap. Malta
A mandolin in a school band
Is like a queen of a nice land; WHEN I WAS LITTLE
Two crickets try to learn the song
And ants’ hunger won’t be too long. When I was little
I was a silly girl
Well, an amazing concert starts – I was so happy
For music tremble all the hearts; About myself.
Music knows to make us better
More often we’ll write a letter. I loved to play
With my toys
When we are sad, when we are ill, And I loved to eat
The instruments have then a deal: Beans and toast.
First they promise to make us strong, I had an animal
To stop what in this world is wrong. His name was Hinkey
A funny rabbit
Sara Militaru Furry and cuddly.
Romania Nicole Fenech
Year 3 Roses.
MY CHILDHOOD TREES WITHOUT A FOREST
The files of life are wrong sometimes, When I was six I was building with sticks and bricks
Cruel they are to tell in rhymes; Now I am seven, not six
Without kids, life is so dull, I play with rocks and blocks.
Without mums, fate is a tool.
I like to play with dolls and balls.
Sad is to live in a shelter, I like to eat pizza for my dish and not fish.
Waiting in vain to be better; My favourite pets are cats not rats.
Like trees without forest are I like to read and grow a seed.
The lonely kids whose parents far. I like rules and tools.
And every woman, just a nurse, I like apples, oranges,
When she takes out from her purse Strawberries and meat to eat
A little money or a sweet, I like doing a little bit of
For them sun starts to shine a bit. Swimming and fishing.
A broken leg or a hurt knee Kirsty Fiott
Cared by mum they cannot be; Year 3 Roses
And for each tear on the cheek Malta
A handkerchief dad doesn’t seek.
Later, when they grow up, hardly
Children will remember sadly I have a Dolly,
Of the first ball, just the first bike Her name is Molly.
And other toys they most like. When I go shopping,
I put her in the trolley
With her best friend Polly.
-6C- Heline Borg
Romania Year 3 Sunflowers
MY CHILDHOOD THE WONDERS OF ART
A dreaming landscape we can draw When I was little, I had a cat
Where king is the lovely rainbow; I went to a shop with mum and bought a hat.
So, we shall talk to the flowers – After, I thought to have a snack.
They will choose for us the colours. I laid down on the mat,
and then went out to play with my bat.
The green leaf smiles to the raindrop, I sat down and did my math
The mountain is bright to the top, Besides my math, I had to feed the cat.
A lemon and an orange talk After feeding my cat, I went to have a bath
And they prepare a short walk. After my bath, I went to bed.
To draw means to feel life through art, Kyle Azzopardi
To show the beauty in the heart, Year 3 Roses
Often with open eyes to dream, Malta
From colours we achieve a cream.
We can cure the hurts with it,
The injuries which soul hit; I was born on the 14th April, 2002
That’s why more beautiful life is The time was 5:30 in the afternoon.
When art succeeds wonders like this. My parents were very happy
I became sister to Peter and Kelsey.
More human lives rescued can be – I was a very good baby.
It’s wonderful for you and me; I started growing up
So, let’s create together art I began to say words.
Let’s learn poems and songs by heart. Now I am seven years old
A pretty girl with grey eyes
Bianca Stan And light brown hair.
Romania Leona Frances Gerada
Year 3 Roses
MY CHILDHOOD IF GOD IS WITH US
A great flute singer told once I have a puppy,
“Don’t worry, if God is with us, He’s so cute and fluffy.
Nobody against us will be”; By my father he was found,
Let’s keep in mind, both you and me. Cold and lonely on the ground.
We decided to take him home,
To help many people in need So he’ll never be alone.
There are a lot of groups indeed;
But our project team will solve Now Nico is his name,
The problems in which we’re involve. And he really loves to play.
The ball I throw for him to catch,
The magic word will be friendship, But he’s too young to fetch.
In schools and churches we’ll worship;
When faith in our souls there is I love Nico with all my heart,
Then birds are angels in the trees. And I pray we never part.
Nico is my lovely pet,
To orphan houses we shall go Thank you God for the day we met.
Then our steps God will follow;
We’ll give kids toys, even books Nicole Vella
And sweets made by us – little cooks. Year 3 Sunflowers
A lot of photos we shall take
Presenting actions children make;
Friends, charity is very fine,
It is from God a special sign.
MY CHILDHOOD PET CHILDREN’S CALENDAR
In the first month of the year I am so happy!
The snowflakes are for kids dear; On a sunny day
January can slope prepare like Saturday.
And February soon comes there. I can play all day
By the sea on the bay.
Spring I announced by a bell; I can read a book and.
The gentle snowdrop starts to tell And around I have a good look
The legend hidden under bricks And sometimes I will cook.
And April enjoys us with tricks. I can run around and.
Oh well !
By means of drawings children show That is just me!
The gorgeous, colourful months’ bow;
Twin sisters are June and July Elenia Spiteri
While the hot sun reins in the sky. Year 6.3
At last is August, by all means,
It brings all the kids’ vitamins. CHILDHOOD
September is considered cool
Due to it gives the start of school. How great is to be a child!
I love to hide and go inside,
October with crops the barn fills, I love play around the bay
November gets brown the hills; and swim around on Saturday.
December brings us a nice show I can play in the ground,
Where carols we swing through the so much love I have found
snow. Maybe someday I will prove to you
that children live fairytales.
-7C- Denilson Brincat
Romania Year 6.3
CHILDHOOD I AM A CHILD LIKE YOU
My friend, a child like you I am It’s great to be young;
And daily I go by life’s tram; I can play all day
Despite my cheeks are always wet By the sea, on the bay.
Of rude tears, on hope I bet. I can read a book,
Some times I can
Teach me a song, read me tales Jump around,
I’ll paint a path full of snails; And have so much fun,
Send me a card, teach me a game, Oh yes indeed, it’s great to be young.
Make our childhood be the same.
Let’s cross our hands for success, Year 6.3
We play football, handball or chess; Malta
Together we’ll learn to compete
To be fair with friends we meet.
I’ll share an apple with you
And I’m sure the same you’d do; Children are lucky to be young ,
I’ll tell you my dreams dear friend, Having lots of fun all day,
We learn to borrow and to lend. I am happy to be young and play by the bay.
Laughing all day with friends to play,
Pen friends we shall be for ever, Dreams all night with a cuddly bear,
Our friendship will die never; Happiness everywhere I see and hear.
To understand my heart you try, Oh of course there are many beings,
In the same time with me you cry. Older people in this world who,
Don’t have time for these things.
Romania Paul Scerri
CHILDHOOD A HOUSE IN EACH DRAWING
The same our parents don’t earn It's fun to be a child
But it’s not a reason to turn You can be free
Into an unaccomplished dream and run wild
Our friendship and work in team.
You clean up your room
I hadn’t yet a Barbie doll or your parents hit you hard.
And never came into a mall; You make new friends
Aged five, your first Walkman you got, and play in the schools yard
Computer games you had a lot.
Every morning you go to school
Fate brought together our ways and meet up with your friends.
And sunny are all the spent days; Clean up your pencil case
If somebody looks for a while or you'll be a total mess.
At our drawings, he can smile.
Sometimes you will be happy
In most drawings there’s a house, sometimes you will be sad.
A cat runs after a mouse, Enjoy your childhood own childhood
Next to a kennel a dog barks, it's the best time in the world.
Maybe it wants to walk in parks.
Well, “house” means for every kid Year 6.2
A family we always need; Malta
It is our heaven corner,
For the strangers it’s a border.
CHILDHOOD FOR A GOOD DEED
With great efforts you made your name – Children love playing and singing.
Fantastic is your way to fame; Having birthdays with cakes and parties.
But use your name for a good deed I wonder if there are other children
And nicer world will be indeed. laughing and enjoying their life.
Doing crafts and making stuff.
If you were a famous player Happiness and love is what it's all about.
Or you are a present mayor Over half of the world are suffering with no food.
And if a singer once you were Obeying is hard for children like me.
Try to help people anywhere. Drawing a heart for love and joy.
The old fans know what you’ve done, Shannon Alicia Mc Evoy
That you remain your country’s son Year 6.2
Wherever your steps will lead you, Malta
The young your advices listen to.
When gold medals you have got IT’S FUN TO BE A CHILD
Or you have run when sun was hot,
The flag was up, the hymn was heard, It's fun to be a child because you can play games.
Peace message was sent by a bird. It's fun to be a child because
you can hang out with family and friends.
Now you are helping orphan kids, It's fun to be a child because you can have fun and laughter.
You’re trying to find their needs, It's fun to be a child because you can have fun riding your bike.
Gifts you are offering today, It's fun to be a child because you can have lots and lots of fun.
Playgrounds you build every day. It's fun to be a child because you can have free time.
It's fun to be a child because you can be happy all the time.
-6C- Damien Attard
Romania Year 6.2
CHILDHOOD WHAT KIND OF FRIEND ARE YOU?
A real friend is hard to find There's a toy shop on a hill
And more sayings come in my mind; that makes mum and dad angry when comes the bill.
You want your friends more things to do, When children go in the shop they are full of joy
Tell me what kind of friend are you? When they come out they are full of sadness.
Are you ready, when it’s the midnight Martina Azzopardi
To answer to a call “all right”, Year 6.2
To stay near the bed and feel Malta
Your best friend’s pain when he is ill?
Or can you try, for friendship’s sake, CHILDHOOD
The blame upon others to take,
Still to give up to your success My parents took me to the park when I was 3 years old.
When your best friend’s life is a mess? There were lots of children playing games.
They were playing catch.
Friendship teaches us to share, In the park, the children were screaming and laughing with joy.
To be grateful, polite, fair; Some children in the park were riding their bikes.
It can show us we are the best They were doing races with their bikes.
It gives us forces for life’s test. One of them had a bike and the colour was bright like sunflowers!
The other one had a BMX and he was doing some tricks.
Life is nice with friends around – Some children were playing hide and seek and the children were
Gorgeous is this feeling’s sound; hiding in different places.
So, mankind happier will be Many children had fun, they were happy and they were being
When everywhere more together all day!
friends we’ll see.
Jordan Damien Sammut
Elena Alexandra Pandele Year 6.2
CHILDHOOD TEACHERS COORDINATING THE LITTLE POETS
Ms. Ana Tudor
Ms. Catherine Farrugia
Ms. Claudia Voiculescu
Mr. Daniel Bartolo
Ms. Daniela Berechet
Mr. Donald Gauci
Ms. Daniela Bezdedeanu
Ms. Flavia Borg
Mr. Iulian Rizoaica
Ms. Isabelle Debono
Ms. Jeana Tiţa
Ms. Lynette Micallef
Ms. Lidia Costache
Ms. Mary Rose Mercieca
Ms. Mariana Bădica
Ms. Nadine Micallef
Ms. Mariana Rădulescu
Ms. Romina Spagnol
Ms. Monica Gabriela Gruia
Ms. Victoria Vella
Ms. Sabina Fîlfănescu
Ms. Vincienne Sciberras
TEACHERS COORDINATING THE LITTLE POETS