Y3 Poetry

Linked to their topic on World War 2, Birch class have been looking at the poetry of Seigfried Sassoon.

'I think this poem is trying to tell soldiers to stay brave. If they are injured we won't care, we will try to take care of them'
Denisz 

It made me think about all the jobs that you can still do if you are disabled. Some soldiers might think their life is over if they can't walk anymore, but they can still do job
Callie Rose

Does it Matter?
DOES it matter?—losing your legs?...

For people will always be kind,

And you need not show that you mind

When the others come in after hunting

To gobble their muffins and eggs.


Does it matter?—losing your sight?...

There’s such splendid work for the blind;

And people will always be kind,

As you sit on the terrace remembering

And turning your face to the light.

Do they matter?—those dreams from the pit?...

You can drink and forget and be glad,

And people won’t say that you’re mad;

For they’ll know you’ve fought for your country


And no one will worry a bit.