I live in Foster Care

Laura combs my shiny hair

My cheeks go red

When she tucks me in bed

I like going in a bubble bath

Because they make me laugh

I have Brownie friends

Gemma likes to be with me

Some of my friends two or three

Now my poem needs to end

I hope they will be my friends

Emma - 8

From "Rattle Your Cool", a collection of poetry and art by children and young people who are being looked after. Published by Foster Care Associates www.thefca.co.uk

 

Teacher: Johnny, make a sentence starting with the letter 'I'.
Johnny: I is...
Teacher: No, no, no, don't say "I is", you say "I am".
Johnny: OK, I am the ninth letter of the alphabet.