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Miss Emma, profesora de Foundation, ha escrito un precioso poema pensando en el día a día de los peques, y añorando la rutina a la que tantas ganas tenemos todos de volver:
A Normal Day
It’s 9am, a normal day
A day ready to learn and play
You run in smiling, a quick hello
Drop your bag, see the friends you know
It’s 9am, a normal day
A day ready to learn and play
You all sit nicely, sing the days of the week
Run outside, play hide and seek
It’s 9am, a normal day
A day ready to learn and play
We learn the letters, how to hold our pens
We learn to share, how to be good friends
It’s 9am, a normal day
A day ready to learn and play
We’ve learned so much in just two terms
To wash our hands, wash away the germs
It’s 9am, a normal day
A day ready to learn and play
You sit at home, a quick hello
Turn on the computer, see the friends you know
It’s 9am, a normal day
A day ready to learn and play
Beneath the clouds there’s a bright rainbow
Very soon we’ll see the friends we know
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The Foundation teacher, Miss Emma, has written a beautiful poem thinking about that routine that we all want to go back to:
A Normal Day
It’s 9am, a normal day
A day ready to learn and play
You run in smiling, a quick hello
Drop your bag, see the friends you know
It’s 9am, a normal day
A day ready to learn and play
You all sit nicely, sing the days of the week
Run outside, play hide and seek
It’s 9am, a normal day
A day ready to learn and play
We learn the letters, how to hold our pens
We learn to share, how to be good friends
It’s 9am, a normal day
A day ready to learn and play
We’ve learned so much in just two terms
To wash our hands, wash away the germs
It’s 9am, a normal day
A day ready to learn and play
You sit at home, a quick hello
Turn on the computer, see the friends you know
It’s 9am, a normal day
A day ready to learn and play
Beneath the clouds there’s a bright rainbow
Very soon we’ll see the friends we know
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