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Autumn season continues to provide wonderful opportunities for rich sensory play experiences from crunchy leaves to conkers and pumpkins. Children love reciting the poem ‘Leaves are Falling’ whilst collecting autumn leaves, sticks and twigs. Children have drawn and painted pictures of sticks, stems and leaves. They’ve done colourful leaf rubbings and made leaf collages.

“It’s so windy, the leaves are blowing.”

“These leaves have wings. They’re spinning.”

“Leaves are falling, leaves are falling, one fell on my nose.”

“Yellow, orange, red! I want a red leaf.”

“Rain is falling, rain is falling. I saw a rain drop falling from the leaf.”

“In the water we can see ourselves.”

“You can see the tree in the water.”

“That’s the tree trunk. Somebody cut the branch off the tree.”

“We will protect the tree.”

“Let’s cut the pumpkin.”

“The skin is so hard. Inside it’s soft. Pumpkin seeds.”

“The pumpkins grow in Autumn like a beanstalk. It grows like my plant at home.”

“We’ve both got rain boots and you have as well.”

“Autumn. Leaves fall down in autumn.”

“Look! A squirrel.”

“Wear a helmet, nuts can fall on your head. Squirrels drop them.”

This term, children have been settling into Rainforest Classroom. We have been reading ‘Owl Babies.’ Children built homes for their owl babies using sticks, twigs and blocks. They explored how the owlets would have felt when they woke up in their tree trunk to find their mother gone.

“1,2,3,4. 4 owls.”

“Owl Babies.”

“I spotted a feather. It’s an owl.”

“Too-whit, too-whit.”

“Birds in the nest and they poop and they make eggs.”

“They are up the tree. It’s a big tree trunk.”

“Mummy Owl is finding worms for baby owls.”

“My mummy has gone to the market to buy food.”

“Baby owls are scared. They want their mummy.”

“Maybe there’s a fox or a lion. A squirrel or cat or sheep in the forest.”

“We can make a home for the owls.”

“We need some feathers in it.”

“We want a house because the fox is going to eat us.”

“Some sticks, twigs and sticks.”

“How about branches?”

“The owls stand on a branch. They’re scared. They want their mummy.”

“The fox is gonna come. They want mummy.”

“Mummy! You’re back!”

“I missed you mummy. Let’s fly, flap.”