- Duration: 2 mins
- Publication date: 17 Nov 2017
- Part of series Santa Loves Stem
Abstract
Season’s greetings from the IET.
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Poem transcript:
‘Twas a month ‘til Christmas on a cold winter’s day
when an young engineer started making her way
to visit a school; To talk about each of the paths
that science, technology, engineering and maths
can take you. The class sat thinking they’d see
someone in dirty overalls; But she
walked in to the room and to their surprise
they saw an astronaut before their eyes.
When she began to speak the kids were enraptured,
their mouths were shut and their attention was captured.
“Didn’t you know engineers worked in space?
Engineers can work all over the place!
Who preps the fuel? Who builds the rocket?
Who makes the phone that sits in my pocket?
Why, engineers do! Who codes computers
or reduces the hazardous polluters.
from our atmosphere? Who strengthens bridges?
or transformed how we store food, with fridges?
Now challenge yourselves and try something new.
You can do anything you put your mind to.”
That night they dreamed that they were engineers
designing phone batteries that’d last for years,
building new engines for self-driving cars
and making fast rockets to take them to mars.
When they woke up their eyes were alight,
they jumped out of bed and started to write:
“Dear Santa! Please! We’ve been good girls and boys.
This year, may we have technological toys?”
So when Santa sat and opened his post
He read for an hour completely engrossed.
When he'd read them all he quietly smiled
for he knew what to make for every child,
because educational toys build skills
and they bring laughs, and gasps and thrills.
Inspiration goes a long way;
you can inspire tomorrow with what's done today.
So he went to his workshop and summoned his elves.
“Bring my hammer! He cried. Let us busy ourselves!
It will be the best Christmas ever for them!”
And he whooped with glee because Santa loves stem.
Poem written by David Biggins and read by Lowri Walton.
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