The impact of drought on students

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The impact of drought on students…

The extended drought in much of Victoria has made its way into the classroom of St Josephs School in Hopetoun. Students were encouraged to explore their personal experience of drought and its impacts in their area through poetry. You can read a selection of poems below. To incorporate this theme into your classroom try some of the Drought Maths questions on the following page.

My Poor Garden

My garden was very green
Until the drought took over, now it's not such a scene.
My mum is beginning to pout
Because rolly pollys are rolling about.
All the veggies started dying
My sister and I started crying.
My dad is praying for heavy rain
So we will have green crops again.

By Brittany Mole

When Drought Hit Hopetoun

When drought hit Hopetoun, The farmers were sad.
When drought hit Hopetoun, It was bad.
When drought hit Hopetoun, Businesses closed down.
When drought hit Hopetoun, Men and women left town.
When drought hit Hopetoun, Rain did not fall.
When drought hit Hopetoun, Crops were very small.
When drought hit Hopetoun, Our lake went down.
When drought hit Hopetoun, Everyone in town had a frown.
When rain hit Hopetoun, We thought it was a game.
But it didn't take long for drought to strike again

By Rylan Wellington

Lake Lascelles - Time and Change

When I was young I lived near a Lake, it glistened and shimmered you would think it were fake,
"Lake Lascelles that was the name,
Swimming with nature that was our game!"
I loved fishing out on the dry sandy bank
I loved having water fights
And camping out on Saturday nights!
I loved climbing up trees, And running around,
Oh how thankful I am to live in this town!
I thought the lake would never go down and so did the rest of this wonderful town.
Soon droughts turned our happy faces so grim that's when our troubles would surely begin!
The lake started to dry down low, and all the creeks and rivers had no flow.
Then people in town started to say, I think there's gloom coming our way.
In the year 2000 the lake was plain gone.
From then on the summer just seemed so dull and during the winter the rain never fell
Now the Lake was not the lake any more it was known as a, empty, lowly bore!
From then on the town was just not the same
And now I wish the Lake would come back again!

By Sophie Hallam

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