Sompting schoolchildren share lockdown frustrations

Schoolchildren have put their feelings of frustration about lockdown into a video performance of their class poem.

The words of ‘Lockdown, lockdown, tell me when?’, by year-four children at Sompting Abbotts Prep School, in Church Lane, Sompting, tell of ‘feeling stranded’, missing friends and hugs, going ‘cross-eyed’ over Zoom and how words like ‘ventilators and flattening curves’ makes them scared.

They also talk of how they dream of playing football, flying abroad and making sandcastles. Pupils worked on the poem in virtual English lessons with teacher David Buckingham, and their parents recorded them saying their lines.

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Headmaster Stuart Douch said: “It’s a brilliant poem and they’re saying what children everywhere must be feeling. This winter lockdown has been doubly hard for children cooped up with the cold and the dark evenings. We’ve all been applauding our wonderful NHS and keyworkers. Maybe we should be clapping our children, too. I think they’ve been superheroes, coping with confinement, isolation and such a huge change in their normal lives and routines.”

Sompting Abbotts pupils have shared their lockdown frustrations in a poem

The words Lockdown, Lockdown, Tell Me When?, in full, are:-

Lockdown, lockdown, tell me when...

...this will all, finally, end.

All my friends are kept away

Sompting Abbotts pupils have shared their lockdown frustrations in a poem

Grounded, stranded, banned from play

Lockdown, lockdown, tell me when

...this will all, finally, end.

Stuck inside with brain all wired

Sompting Abbotts pupils have shared their lockdown frustrations in a poem

Home school’s making me cross-eyed

Virtual lessons all by Zoom,

I just want my old classroom,

Lockdown, lockdown, tell me when...

Sompting Abbotts pupils have shared their lockdown frustrations in a poem

...this will all, finally, end.

Behind closed doors, tempers flare

When can I go out somewhere?

If only I could play football

Fly abroad, make a sand-castle

Lockdown, lockdown, tell me when...

...this will all, finally, end.

Now the news makes me so scared,

Ventilators, flattening curves,

Bubbles, face masks, Covid rules,

Stay at home and stay indoors

Lockdown, lockdown, tell me when...

...how I long for this to end.

When the virus has been quelled

When the vaccines keep us well,

Friends I miss I’ll get to hug

And I’ll see the ones I love

Lockdown, lockdown, tell me when...

...this will all, finally, end.