The Ground Beneath Our Feet: Part 1

Four local primary schools have taken part in an exciting project funded by The Royal Society. Each class spent two days in North Lincolnshire Museum, exploring the history, geology and science of the ground beneath their feet.

On the second day, the schoolchildren worked with local poet Graeme Williams to bring their learning life, creating poems that drew on their experiences in the Museum.

In the Jurassic Sea gallery, you will see their fabulous poems on display, illustrated by local artist Charlotte Portier-Tock. The children reference their time spent in the Museum galleries, objects from the Collection they handled, science experiments they conducted and questions they asked.

Image shows poem text:  
A Megalodon's tooth from history, 
Once the fiercest shark to swim in the sea. 
I could slash and slice, and cut to the bone,     
I'm still very sharp and very pointy, 
My body decayed in the ironstone, 
Some palaeontologists found me there, 
And put me where all could gaze in fear.   
At the Megalodon’s tooth from history. 
I once was a dinosaur big and strong, 
Who lived here millions of years ago.  
I'd hunt other animals for my food, 
With claws that could cut through anything. 
Once I was alive but now, I’m dead. 
My bones slept in darkness over the years. 
I was found in the rock beneath your feet  
A dinosaur, big and strong. 
 I am a fossil from the reptile age,  
A hunter, fierce and strong, a Mosasaur.  
I swam and lived beneath the sunlit sea 

When old age came, I knew it was the end, 
My body sank down to the sandy bottom,  
Lay buried in the soil for years and years, 
And over time I grew as hard as rock, 
A fossil from the ground beneath your feet. 
I am the spearhead from a stone age hunter, 
Who followed herd of horses, elk and deer, 
I helped him in his daily hunt for food, 
To feed his family through the winter days.   
But I was lost and hidden in the ground, 
'Till I was found by archaeologists. 
They cleaned me up and put me on display; 
A spearhead made of flint from stone age man. 
I am a broken pot from Roman villa, 
I am the shark’s tooth from another time,  
An ancient starfish from the fossil record,   
I am the rock on which this town was built.  
When Harold Dudley started his museum, 
He found us all and put us on display 
Collected us so everyone could see,  
The wonders in the ground beneath our feet. 
Images: 
Black and white illustration of man wearing glasses and a tuxedo. 
Sketch of a megalodon’s tooth. 
Picture of three arrowheads in a row. 
Sample of cave art, showing three humans hunting four deer. 
Sketch of two young children looking at a Museum fossil display.

We would like to thank all those involved, especially the incredible work of the children from those schools involved:

  • St. Norbert’s Catholic Primary Voluntary Academy
  • Scunthorpe Church of England Primary School
  • Bottesford Junior School
  • The Riverside Federation
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