Difference School Assembly Click here to download the accompanying Powerpoint file.
Difference School Assembly Script
In what ways can people be different? Example answers: different coloured hair, different heights, different beliefs, different hobbies, different skills, different accents.
How are you different from a friend?
Morpork wondered how he had ever got himself into this situation. His legs trembled. This was not his idea of fun. He and Kora were deep inside the golden glow cave. Every so often the darkness would disappear as the cave was illuminated in a soft golden light. The golden moss that carpeted the walls and floor flashed like ten thousand tiny lanterns being turned on and off. Legend said that the beautiful warm light was caused by goblins gold hidden deep within the lush mosses. Kora reached out to touch it “It’s beautiful,” she declared.
“It’s damp, cold and creepy, ” replied a grumpy Morpork. “I could be at home now in the warm eating my dinner if it wasn’t for this stupid project,” he continued. Kora ignored his complaining and carefully carried on traversing the cave. “Why do we have to try out one another’s hobbies?” he continued to moan. Kora was thoroughly excited by the project, this month the whole class were swapping hobbies and over the next few weeks they would be going out with their friends to try their pass times. Kora’s hobby was collecting cave stars. Deep in the golden caves lay all manner of strange twinkling colourful cave stars. Kora hoped to one day collect all of the colours. “Well what’s your hobby?” retorted Kora patiently.
“I’m a grain carver,” declared Morpork.
“And what does a grain carver do?” Asked an intrigued Kora.
“Well it’s kind of as the name suggests,” replied Morpork, “I carve tiny grains of rock into statues. I’m a miniature artist,” he added.
“Wow, I don’t think I’ve ever met a grain carver before,” said Kora thoughtfully.
“I love the detail” added Morpork, “you really do need a lot of focus and the feeling when you admire your work after all of the concentration is fantastic.”
Kora was listening but she was also concentrating hard on her climbing. Beneath them the cave had opened out into a murky purple lake. “We don’t want to fall in there!” shouted Kora whilst she clung on tight to the wall.
How are Kora and Morpork different? Example answer: They enjoy different activities in their free time.
Morpork didn’t like trying new things, he knew exactly what he liked and he was very happy to stick with it. “This is very different to grain carving,” declared Morpork as his legs began to shake again. Stretching towards a large angular rock he tried to calm their juddering. Kora was smiling, “wooohoo!” she shouted, “this is so much fun.” How different Morpork and Kora were. What delighted Kora absolutely terrified Morpork. “Try this,” said Kora reassuringly as she pulled a circular barbed axe from her pack. “This is a cave axe,” she declared thrusting the sharp blade into the rock. “You press the button to set the barbs in the rock and press again to release the barbs.” Kora pressed the button to release the razor sharp barbs and pulled the axe from the rock. “Here you go,” she said passing the axe to Morpork. As soon as Morpork took hold of the axe he felt a little more comfortable. He whacked the axe into the rock and using the security of it he swung across to land. “Great,” encouraged Kora enthusiastically, “look,” she whispered pointing towards a hole in the corner of the cavern.
From out of the darkness they could see rainbow coloured flashes of light glowing and then slowly fading, “Cave stars!” she declared. The pair excitedly ran towards the colourful glow. Even Morpork, if he admitted it felt a little excited. “There, through this tunnel,” whispered Kora as she peered her head into the shadowy passage at the back of the cavern. Morpork could see the beautiful colours making mystical shadows upon ancient passage walls. It was a tight squeeze, he did not like the feeling of being so enclosed, his head rubbed against the passage roof as he slowly crawled forward on his belly. Effortlessly Kora wiggled along the passage floor while Morpork huffed and puffed to keep up. Eventually the passage opened in to a wide cavern. The colourful glowing light revealed a hive of activity. Fantastical purple and turquoise night butterflies fluttered in the air, pink tailed fire flies illuminated the darkness revealing their mesmerising blue eyes. Cave crawlers hung from the roof and rock reptilians darted into the shadows.
Kora’s eyes were wide as she struggled to take it all in. A rainbow insect scuttled up Morpork’s leg and rested on his chest, even Morpork was mesmerised. The pair had become distracted by the abundance of life. A fire hopper burst into green flames and then hopped off to safety. “Wow, its beautiful,” gasped Morpork. Morpork’s eyes followed the fire hopper and its trail of mesmerising flames and sparks and then he saw it... In the farthest corner of the cave the walls dazzled with every colour imaginable. Kora catching Morpork’s eyes ran with happiness towards the cave stars. This time Morpork had no problem keeping up, his heart was pounding with excitement.
Kora examined the beautiful walls of dancing, glowing colours. The beauty was breath taking. Coming to her senses Kora began, “cave star collectors rules state that we can only pick one from any location. It’s your first trip into a cave,” she declared, “it’s your choice!”
“ Really?” replied Morpork feeling quite humbled that Kora would leave the choice to him.
“ Really,” smiled Kora. Slowly, Morpork walked towards the wall his face lit up by a rainbow of dazzling colour. Morpork looked carefully. After a short while, he turned to Kora smiling. “Look here,” he whispered. Kora had not noticed it before but there amongst the bright stars was a small cave star no bigger than a pea. It was perhaps the smoothest cave star of them all but this cave star was not just one colour, its beauty shone like a rainbow with blues, reds, greens, yellows and pinks. It was enchanting. “It is fantastic,” smiled Kora, “ I would never have spotted it. What a find!” she beamed at Morpork. Morpork felt exceedingly proud. Kora’s face dropped a s the realisation hit, “oh Morpork, how will we cut it from the wall, the cave stars I find are ten times as large, my cave axe will crack it into a hundred pieces if we try to extract it.”
What do you think will happen?
Morpork smiled, “it looks like I’m just the person for the job,” he declared swiftly pulling his grain carving kit from his pocket. “Can you really do it?” asked Kora in disbelief.
“This is a piece of cake compared to carving a grain,” laughed Morpork as he effortlessly excavated the cave star.
And so it was deep in the golden glow cave that Morpork began to appreciate the beauty of difference. The beauty of all the different cave creatures, the beauty of one thousand glowing stars and the beauty of everyone being different to one another. It didn’t matter that Kora liked caves and Morpork liked grain carving, they could celebrate their difference.
How did being different help Morpork and Kora? Example answer: they could use their different skills to get the cave star.
What other differences were there in this story? Is difference good or bad? Example answer: All of the cave stars were different, all of the cave creatures were different. Difference makes life interesting.
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