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String, Percussion, Brass

A story of loneliness

But happiness too

Bonnie Cameron

Beautiful music

Echoing throughout the hall

Percussion and strings

Harvey Gregorevic

Lovely music

Cheerful applause at the end

A story was told

Harrison Gunn

The instruments chimed

The peasant prince told through sound

Music to my ears

Louis Anderson

At the MSO

Music filled the room calmly

It was beautiful

Juni DeFosteri

Music at its best

Gather round story untold

Knocked out of their seats

Lucas Muir

Marvelous music

Passionate sound filled the room

Beautiful story

Agnes Vaughan

Beautiful music

He dances like the soft wind

The melodic sound

Madeleine Goh

The orchestra played

People played in symphony

We all clapped and cheered

Etta Morrison

MSO Onomatopoeia Sentences/Poems by 4LL

Following the MSO excursion, 4LL wrote sentences and short poems experimenting with onomatopoeia.

The echoing gong sound seeps through the room as the crowd cheers. (Beau)

The double bass cracked in my ears - ring, ring, bang. 

A wave of music bashed over my ears. 

The drums went bang, bang and sang. 

The MSO had started. ( Priscilla)

The ringing sound of the clashing cymbals,

The plucking sound of the cello. (Leo)    

Click! The woodblock player hits the piece of wood. (Elijah)

The triangle rang in my ears. (Remy)

Bang, bang! The sound echoed in my ears. (Hanan)

The boom of the French horn billowed through the room. (Hugo)

The booming of the kettle drum bounced around my ears. 

The slow pinging of the harp made me feel like I was walking into a dream. 

The rhythmic plonking of the woodblock rang through the concert hall. (Maggie)

Click, click the man taps the wood block and kids are screaming YAY! (Stepan)       

Bong, the rushed sounds of the city echo through the crowd. (Grace)

The drums banging and booming, 

The metal triangle tinging. (Mateo)

TOCK! The wood block player hit his block. (Joaquin)

The ticking of the triangle tingled in my ear. 

All the thousands of people were chattering away waiting for the music to start.  

All of a sudden - tock, as the woodblock played. 

The music was ringing in my ear. (Audrey)

Hoot, ring, click! The woodblock player has started donging, tinging, dinging. (Bo)

The humming of the viola echoes from wall to wall of the theatre

Suddenly the chatter of the noisy crowd finishes as the harp is brought out.

Applause and cheers bolt along the crowd like a Mexican wave. (Harriet)

Tock! The woodblock makes an echo. Everyone cheers - yay! (Raph)