I'm now retired from my role as Primary Curriculum Development Leader for the Geographical Association in Sheffield. Hence the fact that there have been far fewer posts on this site recently. Life changes for us all! I'm still working on a Geography & Global Dimension Project with DECSY (South Yorkshire Development Education Centre).
I've just come across this poem and video on YouTube (though you may know it as it's been around since at least 2003). I think both are wonderful - the poem and video are lyrical explorations of what happens to a `flip-flop' from the time it is manufactured to the time it is recycled.
This is the beach where the flip flops come at the end of their flip flop trip.
And where does a flip flop trip begin?
the floor of a flip flop factory; on the shelf of a flip flop shop; or the foot of a flip flop fan?
See Elspeth Murrays website for a full version of the poem (and lots more too!) She sounds really great and has done lots of work in schools.