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Small budding poets

Decidedly children's creativity has no limits, they succeed despite their small life experiences and background to produce thin small projects gays, and their friendly image.

The poems that follow are the result of an exercise given to young students in the third year of basic education, the year is their first year learning the French language.

This exercise is to take the kids to use their basic vocabulary, the result of six months of study, and to reformulate the canteens and songs they learned in turn to generate poems. What follows is simply adorable.

My house

live in Hammam-lif

all roofs are kif kif

near my house is surrounded by rocks

my room is pretty, with my great

bed sleeps under my bed, my dog Fido

Papa

How do you spell the word

Papa

To tell you that I love you I

2 P with dolls

With two A chocolate

clothes

1,2,3 a sweater for François

4,5,6 a skirt for Alice

7,8,9 clothes are new

10, 11, 12, a beautiful red cap

play with colors

I live in Douz

all the roofs are red

live in Tozeur

all green roofs are

I live in Italy

Little Sonia

Little Sonia Count to three

My brother Maurice, Count to

said Mr. Vincent, Count up 'a hundred

My cousin Nabil account up to a thousand

Implantation Calculater

And you do that tomorrow is never

could feel the rain in your hair
Why you do with your eyes
childhood dreamers
For a dose of venom Who
inside you will not

With these hands for violinists
Why do you
You, a rose in my prairie
A stray cat on a roof
Tell me why, why you do

Do not answer me if you do not want
not Cause you know I see with your eyes
And if you want, you hide inside of me
For this to not happen

Why do you want my love desperate
Why you act like a angel in agony
Is it because you make it hard for you this
Would you blame yourself even
Why do you
So tomorrow will never
For you, for me, for us

Why why you do
Between these angels in the mud of life
Or does no authority
I will not let you in our Vietnam
My soul
Like all those people who drop their relatives

My desperate love
Why do not you want my love does prevail elsewhere
And make tomorrow never comes
For you for me, for us

Why do you
You can be reborn when you want

You know, I do see with your eyes
If you would like the life I never let you go if you only wanted
become free
if only you would regain my
Yet you want to go far

Why you do and you're doing that tomorrow is never

(a free translation of the song "Perché lo fai" Marco Masini) http://www.deezer.com/fr/m usic / result / all / perch% E9% 2 0lo 20fai% # music / result / all / pole%% 20lo 20fai