Quizmass!!!

1. Name the Film

2. Name the Film

3. Name the Film

4. Name the film

5. Name the film

6. Name Santa’s 9 Reindeer

7. What did my true love send on the 7^th day of Christmas

8. Who are the 4 ghosts in a Dickens a Christmas Carol.

9. What happened on Christmas day 1914 ?

10. Cryptic Carol : Quadruped with Crimson Proboscis

11.  Cryptic Carol: Eight pm to Six am without any noise.

12. Cryptic Carol: Miniscule hamlet in the the near east

13. Cryptic Carol: Adore the vestibule

14. Cryptic Carol: Homo Sapien of Crystalline Vapour

15. London's Trafalgar Square Christmas tree is traditionally given by which country?

16. In what year did Band-Aid's Do They Know It's Christmas first top the Christmas chart-topping record?

17. What is the chemical formula of snow?

18.Which poem written by Clement Moore was originally titled A Visit from Saint Nicholas?

19. What is a baby Turkey more correctly called, other than a chick?

20. Who banned Christmas in England between 1647 and 1660?

Twas the Night Before Christmas

Twas the night before Christmas, when all through the house

Not a creature was stirring, not even a mouse.

The stockings were hung by the chimney with care,

In hopes that St Nicholas soon would be there.

The children were nestled all snug in their beds,

While visions of sugar-plums danced in their heads.

And mamma in her 'kerchief, and I in my cap,

Had just settled our brains for a long winter's nap.

When out on the lawn there arose such a clatter,

I sprang from the bed to see what was the matter.

Away to the window I flew like a flash,

Tore open the shutters and threw up the sash.

The moon on the breast of the new-fallen snow

Gave the lustre of mid-day to objects below.

When, what to my wondering eyes should appear,

But a miniature sleigh, and eight tinny reindeer.

With a little old driver, so lively and quick,

I knew in a moment it must be St Nick.

More rapid than eagles his coursers they came,

And he whistled, and shouted, and called them by name!

"Now Dasher! now, Dancer! now, Prancer and Vixen!

On, Comet! On, Cupid! on, on Donner and Blitzen!

To the top of the porch! to the top of the wall!

Now dash away! Dash away! Dash away all!"

As dry leaves that before the wild hurricane fly,

When they meet with an obstacle, mount to the sky.

So up to the house-top the coursers they flew,

With the sleigh full of Toys, and St Nicholas too.

And then, in a twinkling, I heard on the roof

The prancing and pawing of each little hoof.

As I drew in my head, and was turning around,

Down the chimney St Nicholas came with a bound.

He was dressed all in fur, from his head to his foot,

And his clothes were all tarnished with ashes and soot.

A bundle of Toys he had flung on his back,

And he looked like a peddler, just opening his pack.

His eyes-how they twinkled! his dimples how merry!

His cheeks were like roses, his nose like a cherry!

His droll little mouth was drawn up like a bow,

And the beard of his chin was as white as the snow.

The stump of a pipe he held tight in his teeth,

And the smoke it encircled his head like a wreath.

He had a broad face and a little round belly,

That shook when he laughed, like a bowlful of jelly!

He was chubby and plump, a right jolly old elf,

And I laughed when I saw him, in spite of myself!

A wink of his eye and a twist of his head,

Soon gave me to know I had nothing to dread.

He spoke not a word, but went straight to his work,

And filled all the stockings, then turned with a jerk.

And laying his finger aside of his nose,

And giving a nod, up the chimney he rose!

He sprang to his sleigh, to his team gave a whistle,

And away they all flew like the down of a thistle.

But I heard him exclaim, 'ere he drove out of sight,

"Happy Christmas to all, and to all a good-night!"

When all the World is Full of Snow

Eloise says " I love this poem because it reminds of Christmas morning when the world seems like nothing can go wrong"

I never know
Just where to go,
when all the world
is full of snow

I do not want
to make a track,
no even
to the shed and back.

I only want
to watch and wait,
while snow moths settle
on the gate,

and swarming frost flakes
fill the trees
with billions
of albino bees.

I want to watch
the snow swarms thin,
'til all my bees
have settles in,

and on the ice
the boulders ride,
like sleeping snow geese
on the ride.

I only want
myself to be
as silent as
a winter tree,

to hear the swirling
stillness grow,
when all the world
is full of snow

N M Bodecker

A Fairy Tale!

Don't forget to play the video.

They got cars big as bars
They got rivers of gold
But the wind goes right through you
It´s no place for the old
When you first took my hand on a cold christmas eve
You promised me broadway was waiting for me
You were handsome you were pretty
Queen of new york city when the band finished playing they yelled out for more
Sinatra was swinging all the drunks they were singing
We kissed on a corner
Then danced through the night.

And the boys from the NYPD choir were singing Galway Bay
And the bells were ringing out for christmas day.

You´re a bum you´re a punk
You´re an old slut on junk
Lying there almost dead on a drip in that bed
You scumbag you maggot
You cheap lousy faggot
Happy christmas your arse I pray god it´s our last.

And the boys of the NYPD choir's still singing Galway Bay
And the bells were ringing out
For christmas day.

I could have been someone
Well so could anyone
You took my dreams from me
When I first found you
I kept them with me babe
I put them with my own
Can´t make it out alone
I´ve built my dreams around you

And the boys of the NYPD choir's still singing Galway Bay
And the bells are ringing out
For christmas day.

Keeping Christmas

Marie-Elise said " I chose this poem because it's about keeping Christmas, it says Christmas is important to celebrate"


How will you your Christmas keep?
Feasting, fasting or asleep?
Will you laugh or will you pray,
Or will you forget the day?

Be it kept with joy or pray'r,
Keep of either some to spare;
Whatsoever brings the day,
Do not keep but give away.

Eleanor Farjeon

Fr xmas' txt msg

Emily says "I chose this poem because I think it's funny"

where r u? mrsx

lost. frx

where lost? mrsx

fi nu i wunt be lost! fr x

nt funny. diner n'ly redi. mrsx

rudolph nose went out in fog. lost. frx

told u it ws goin dim !!!!! still fogi? mrsx

no - fog gone bt dunt recognise were am now. frx

describe. mrsx

big pointy stone thing and camels. frx

u in Egypt. mrsx

2morrow I sack rudolph. frx

i give diner to elves. mrs x

i is sorry. frx

nt haf as sorry as u will be!!!! mrsx


Mike Harding

Christmas Quiz Answers

For those who may be interested the answers to the Readinglion Christmas Quiz.

Week 1    Michael Morpurgo and Andrew Motion
Week 2    Anthony Horowitz and Ted Hughes
Week 3    J K Rowling and Wilfred Owen
Week 4    Roald Dahl and Rudyard Kipling
Week 5    Stephanie Meyer and Carol Ann Duffy
Week 6    Meg Cabot and Dylan Thomas
Week 7    Lemony Snickert and A E Houseman



Well done to Mrs Pooltons and Mrs Lowmans tutor groups who will be having a Christmas party in the library on Tuesday 18th!!!

Little Tree

Lucy says "I think this poem is very good because it is very comforting and it's just like a Christmas thing I used to do"


Little tree
Little silent Christmas tree
You are so little
You are more like a flower

Who found you in the green forest
and were you very sorry to come away ?

See I will comfort you
Because you smell so sweetly

I will kiss your cool bark
and hug you safe and tight
just as your mother would,
only don't be afraid

Look the spangles
that sleep all the year in the dark box
dreaming of being taken out and allowed to shine
the balls, the chains red and gold the fluffy threads,

put up your little arms
and I'll give them all to you to hold
every finger shall have it's ring
and there won't be a single place dark or unhappy

Then when you're quite dressed
you'll stand in the window for everyone to see
and how they'll stare !
Oh but you'll be very proud.

and my little sister and I will take hands
and look at our beautiful tree
we'll dance and sing
'Noel Noel'


E E Cummings

Christmas Rap

James likes this poem because ' It's very Christmasy and very Jolly" (myself I wondered if James actually read it ! more a reflection on the out of control consumerism of Christmas, but quite funny!)

Christmas commin'
     busters strummin'
     cash points hummin'
     high streets scrummin'
were all succumbin' once again.

Christmas stockin'
     folks all flockin'
     debit cards dockin'
     loot unlockin'
like a bomb tick-rockin' in the drivin' rain.

We're Christmas rappin', yes we are.
     Were Christmas rappin', indeed we are.

Christmas buyin'
     very very tryin'
     lost kids cryin'
     debts multiplyin'
hotter than July in the department store

Christmas shoppin'
     purses're poppin'
     rogues're robbin'
     ain't no stoppin'
very ones floppin' can't take no more.


We're Christmas rappin', yes we are.
     Were Christmas rappin', indeed we are

Christmas spendin'
     never ever endin'
     credit extendin'
     sharks out lendin'
til's all tendin' to overflow with cash.

Christmas wrappin'
     fivers flappin'
     plastic snappin'
     your wallet's got a gap in
the shops are all kidnappin' all of your stash.


We're Christmas rappin', yes we are.
     Were Christmas rappin', indeed we are

Christmas queuin'
     cash machines chewin'
     big debts brewin'
     on the road to ruin
it's all just doin' mi 'ead in fast

Christmas begginin'
     Santa's grinnin'
     senses swimin'
     wallets all slimmin'
and Slade blinkin' singin' --- IT'S CHRISTMAS!!


We're Christmas rappin', yes we are.
     Were Christmas rappin', indeed we are

David Horner


 

Christmas Children

Joe recommended this because "It reminds me of the truth of Christmas"

Little children running

Each in a paradise

Within, as Eden was,

Where invisible shine

London's many-coloured fairy-lights

Of Christmas-trees from far

Forests of night

Sheltering home, father,mother

Puss,the koala-bears,

Tangerines, sugar-mice, a star.

Here and now boundless

Their merriment.

The dark hells walk past them unseen.

Kathleen Raine

Santa Claus

Arvinder says " It shows how children love Christmas"

I won't go to sleep

     Fur coat, fur hat, and fur lined gloves,
     And now he pulls his snowboots on.
     His sledge is piled with sacks and sacks:

     I'll wish again before it's gone.

I won't go to sleep

     He walks the paddock deep in snow,
     He harnesses his reindeer team.
     The reindeer snort and shake their heads;
     Their bells and harness-buckles gleam.

I WON'T go to sleep

     Their comet rises through the air;
     Fast falling snowflakes pass them by,
     With silent hooves and shaken bells.
     They stream across the starlit sky.

I.....won't.....go.....to........


Clive Sansom

The Oxen

Jodie chose this one saying " It reminds me about Jesus and the Three Kings who gave presents"

Christmas Eve, and twelve of the clock.

'Now they are all on their knees,'

An elder said as we sat in flock

By the embers in the hearthside ease.

We pictured the meek mild creatures where

They dwell in their strawy pen,

Nor did it occur to one of us there

To doubt they were kneeling then.

So fair a fancey few would weave

In these years ! Yet, I feel,

If someone said on Christmas Eve,

'Come; see the oxen kneel

'In the lonely barton by yonder coomb

Our childhood used to know,'

I should go with him in the gloom,

Hoping it might be so.

Thomas Hardy

Up in the Morning Early

Alice says " I chose this poem because it reminds me of Christmas and it's written by a Scots man"
NB: All tutors should try to read this in a Scottish accent!

Cauld blaws the wind frae east to west
The drift is driving sairly;
Sae loud and shrill's I hear the blast-
I'm sure it's winter fairly.

Up in the morning's no for me,

Up in the morning early;
When a' the hills are covered wi' snaw,
I'm sure it's winter fairly.

The birds sit chittering in the the thorn,
A' day they fare but sparely;
And lang's the night frae e'en to morn -
I'm sure it's winter fairly.

Up in the morning's no for me,
Up un the morning early;
When a' the hills are covered wi' snaw,
I'm sure it's winter fairly.

Robert Burns

Reindeer Report

Thomas Says " I have chosen this poem because it's quite short but tells you a lot"

Chimneys: colder
Flightpaths: busier
Driver: Christmas (F)
Still baffled by postcodes.

Children: more
and stay up later.
Presents: heavier
Pay: frozen.

Mission in spite
Of all this
Accomplished.

U.A. Fanthorpe

The Night is Darkening Round Me

Chosen by Julia who said

"I chose this poem because it tells you what it feels like in December when it's cold, just before Christmas"

The night is darkening round me,

The wild winds coldly blow;

But a tyrant spell has bound me,

And I cannot, cannot go.

The giant trees are bending

Their bare boughs weighed with snow;

The storm is fast descending,

And yet I cannot go.

Clouds beyond clouds above me,

Wastes beyond wastes below;

But nothing drear can move me;

I will not, cannot go.

Emily Bronte

Christmas Quiz Week 7 (final Week)

At last I hear you all cheer this is the last for the Christmas author and poet quiz. Please get your entries into Mr Walker by December the 10th.

Poet 7

Author 7

Robin's Song

"This poem reminds me of my Nan because she loved robins"  Chosen by Keisha


Robins sang in England
Frost or rain or snow
All the long December days
Endless years ago.

Robins sang in England
Before the legions came
Before our English fields were tilled
Or England was a name.

Robins sang in England
When forests dark and wild
Stretched across from sea to sea
And Jesus was a child.

Listen! in the frosty dawn
From his leafless bough
The same brave song he ever sang
A robins singing now

Rodney Bennett

The Reading LIon Quiz Week 6

Getting very near the finish line now !

Week 6 Author

Week 6 Poet

Good Luck !

Aim High

An unusual way to display a poem !

What other shapes could be used to show a piece of work.

See
The
Sky
Now.
Aim
And
Fly!
There's so much
You can achieve
Just set your mind and focus
Don't let anything stand in your way
Because God has a divine plan for you
Look at the sky when in doubt,don't stop
For the sky is the limit and you can do it
You can do anything that you dream about
Just aim very high and accomplish anything
You desire,don't be afraid,just fly and then
(Soar)

Who did I grow up to be ?

The Reading Lion Christmas Quiz Week 5

No long to go now! Keep going!

Poet Week 5

Author Week 5