Florence nightingale

24/4 /2015
A poem for kids
Long ago there was a soldier
Fighting in a war.
His name was bert, and he
got hurt,
His leg was very sore.
They took him to a hospital
And put him in a bed.
They hoped he would get
better but
He got much worse instead.
It was a nasty, smelly place
Everything was dirty

The floors, the besd, the

bandages,
Por old injured bertie.
Onto the bed jumped three
big rats
They laughed at bert and
said
w ll give you a nasty
disease
And soon you will be dead.
Poor bert was very scared
indeed,
The rats were right, he
feared.
He thought that he was going
to die

But then, a light appeared.

It was a lady with a lam
Called florence nightingale.
She took one look at the rats,
and
Picked them up, by the tail.
No rats allowed in here,
she said
On this Im quite
determined.
From no won this place will
be kept
Clean, safe, and devermined.

The rats saw that she meant

business
And ran away in fear.
Then florence smiled and
bertie said,
Im really glad you re
here.
She gave him a nice clean
bandage
And ointment for the pain.
And it was not too long
before
Bertie felt well again.
Florence nightingale was the
best
Nurse there hade ver been.

But she did so much more

than just
Kee one hospital clean.
She wrote great books about
nursing
And opened up a school.
She made it seem like being
a nurse
Was really, really cool!
Nowadays all of us can thank
The lady with the lamp
That hospitals are clean and
Fresh
And not dirty and damp.

Nowadays we think
cleanliness
Seems like just common
sense
But it would have all been
different
Were it not for florence.
Florencia ruiseor 24/4 /
2015
Un poema para los nios
Haba un soldado hace
tiempo
Luchando en una guerra.
Su nombre era el bert, y l
consigui la herida,

Su pierna era muy la herida.

Ellos lo tomaron a un hospital
Y lo puso en una cama.
Ellos esperaron que l
mejorara pero
l se puso muy ms peor en
cambio.
Era un lugar sucio, apestoso
Todo estaba sucio Los suelos, el besd, las
vendas,
Por el bertie del herido viejo.
Hacia la cama tres ratas
grandes saltaron

Ellos se rieron del bert y

dijeron
" los ll del w le dan una
enfermedad sucia
Y pronto usted estar
muerto."
El bert pobre estaba de
hecho muy asustado,
Las ratas eran correctas, l
temi.
l pens que l iba a morirse
Pero entonces, una luz
apareca.
Era una seora con un lam
El ruiseor del florence
llamado.

Ella tom uno mira las ratas,

y
Los recogido, por la cola.
"Ninguna rata permiti en
aqu, "ella dijo
"En este Im bastante
determinado.
De ningn gan este lugar se
guardar
Limpie, seguro, y devermined. "
Las ratas vieron que ella
quiso decir el negocio
Y corri lejos en el miedo.

Entonces los florence

sonrieron y los bertie dijeron,
"Im el re del you muy
alegre aqu."
Ella le dio una venda limpia
buena
Y ungento para el dolor.
Y no era demasiado largo
antes
Bertie se senta bien de
nuevo.
Florencia el ruiseor era el
mejor
Alimente ver del hade sido
all.

Pero ella hizo tanto

simplemente ms de
Kee un hospital limpia.
Ella escribi los grandes
libros sobre alimentar
Y abri una escuela.
Ella le hizo parecer como ser
una enfermera
Realmente era, muy el
fresco!
Hoy da todos nosotros
podemos agradecer
La seora con la lmpara
Ese hospitales estn limpios
y Frescos
Y no sucio y humedad.

Hoy da nosotros pensamos

la limpieza
Parece como slo sentido
comn
Pero tendra todos sidos
diferente
No era l para el florence.