In Big Writing the children composed poems about the experience of being a poor person in Tudor England. Here are some of the poems the children have written.
Help Me I am Poor
Rats found me,
The lights are dim,
The streets are grim.
Sitting down when down came a pot of dung.
I started to cry,
“I AM POOR!”
I have mucky finger nails, please help!
I am wearing rags, please help!
I smell horrible, please help!
I am eating leftovers, please help!
I wish I could smell like one of you, please help!
I have greasy hair, please help!
I wish I could eat like one of you, please help!
I don’t want to be poor any more, PLEASE HELP!