1 Leave a comment on verse 1 0 We played lots of games in Turkey,
We played outside on the grass,
We played gizgi, skipping, tag,
Catch and football.
We made swings in the trees,
The boys used to go the lake to fish and swim.
We went to pick apples,
We climbed the trees and shook the branches,
Children caught the apples
And the donkey carried home the baskets of apples.
My favourite game is football.


These children are Turkish refugees. We are all thrilled to see their progress in their new language.

Source: https://footballpoets.org/poems/turkey/