Year 10 pupils have been studying dialect recently. 10D listened to some poems using English and Scottish dialects. They decided to write their own version of a love poem written in Belfast dialect – this means the words and phrases 10D use because they are from Belfast. We have also included 2 poems written in Polish and Italian, you can see the difference in the words and spelling we use! I’m sure some of you girls will be able to identify with the phrases, thoughts and feelings! Enjoy.

Da ofa day I was walkin dwn the street nd saw a shadow at me feet nd tought that e was da man I would like da meet. Tall dark nd handsome a hunky piece of meat. Me heart den went a fluttering as I tought of wat culd be, how culd I make em notice ma.

As I hurried up da catch em, a coughed so very loud, lil did a no e was joinin a crowd. So as a stood red faced nd tryin to save face, ma shoppin bag busted nd fell to da ground. Da tall, dark nd handsome stranger stopped and turned round nd offered me assistance to lift me stuff aff da ground.

E told ma is name was Bob; e was working on a job. He was really nice nd pleasant; e talked a lil while nd ad a ovley smile. Is m8s wer getting impatient so a had da fink fast. A fought of duin sumefing that first impressions will last.

By Natasha Reaney

When he first smacked onto me,
I was scundered...
All of his mates were there,
It was awful

But the second time I met him,
It was really good,
We were all alone,
It was class mate

As the days grew old,
We got closer and closer,
It was far better,
We met each other for a while

But then he wanted to stop,
It was bad,
I couldn’t help being sad,
It was Baltic and lashing outside

So there I was,
Little miss me all alone,
As the week went one I got happier,
And by the end of the week
I was fine !!

By Lauren Irwin

It was baltic when we first met.
Ma mate asked him to meet ma.
He was fit.
He was it.

I ran about with him on the road.
Till midnight
Can tell you what, it was cold.

We went to da pictures
I fell off ma chair.
He laughed like an eejit.
But I was scundered
He took it too far.
We didn't talk in the car

That was the end.
We'll never mend.
That boy was the worst.
I had ever pulled.

By Kia Busby

My wee mate really fancies me,
He is gorgeous but I don’t think it would work,
The other day he fully walked up to me,
Scundered me by saying ‘I love you’.

His ma thinks I’m an angel,
His da thinks I’m cute,
He thinks I’m hot,
I feel like digging someone when they say that.

All my mates think its sweet,
But it does my head in,
Everyone just goes on and on about it,
I might slap someone on the bake. If they say it again.

The other night he rang me, shouting down the phone,
Your mates are out, will you come out,
I told him no, homework wasn’t going to do itself,
Hung up the phone on him and laughed my head off at him.

By Shannon Crane

Moja milosci
jestes jedynym pragnieniem
w mym zyciu

Jestes jak promyk
szczescia na tej
smutnej ziemi

Chce isc z toba
przez zycie i
nihdy nie puscic
twojej dloni

Kocham cie nad
zycie i nie przezstane
cie kochac az do konca
mych dni.

By Monika Waluk

Oh il mio amore,
e' come un canto al cuore.

Quanto mi manca da morire,
ed infatti lui il mio cuore fa ferire.

Ma per sempre io lo amero'
e di sicuro mai lo scordero'.

Mi ricordo ancora quel giorno
quando era appena arrivato a scuola
era fantastico

un bacio mi chiese con amore e passione
quando poi prese la mia mano con attrazione.

Il mio amore per Alessandro non finira',
fino a quando la guerra non tacera'.

By Ada Uche