I was asked to run a podcasting workshop at the CILIP CoFHE/UC&R Conference at Liverpool Hope University (24th June 2008).

As my audience were librarians I thought it time to pay homage to my favourite children's book. Many thanks to Janet, Leo and Chrissie for volunteering to provide the audio input for my Audacity demo. They all did brilliantly, here is the result.

Alan

JABBERWOCKY (Lewis Carroll)
This sample podcast was produced at a practical workshop during the Podcasting for Pedagogic Purposes Special Interest Group meeting of 11th June, 2008 (Chester University, Warrington Campus). Thanks to Sylvia, Paul and Gayle for being brave enough to grapple with the Jabberwock whilst the slithy toves did gyre and gamble in the wabe. (I need to report that they read the whole thing without a single slip - in front of a group of 20 workshop attendees. Astonishing!)

This poem by Carl Sandburg (1878 - 1967), from his 1922 publication 'Smoke and Steel', was read by members of Mid-Cheshire College staff during an audio editing workshop.

Thanks Isobel, Colin and Sue for your excellent renditions.

The poem is available on the (copyright free) website http://librivox.org.
The short jazz intro / outro was taken from a source of copyright free music - if you want details contact me.

Janet and Dave (Hopwood Hall College) read from a children's classic.

Not very long ago, in the top left-hand corner of Wales, there was a railway. It wasn’t a very long railway or a very important railway, but it was called The Merioneth and Llantisilly Rail Traction Company Limited, and it was all there was.

And in a shed, in a siding at the end of the railway, lived the Locomotive of the Merioneth and Llantisilly Rail Traction Company Limited, which was a long name for a little engine so his friends just called him Ivor.

Now, in the morning Jones the Steam, the engine driver, would come down over the hill. “Morning, Ivor! Jumping cold this morning!” Then Jones would light Ivor’s fire, fill up his coal box and then, when Ivor’s boiler was boiling, he would make a pot of tea.

Then, when he had finished his tea, Jones the Steam would climb on to the footplate, open Ivor’s regulator and … CHUFF … CHUFF … CHUFF … out they would trundle, out of the shed and out into the bright morning air.

Pete and Colin read an extract from Beatrix Potter's 'The Tale of Peter Rabbit'

He tried to find his way straight across the garden and came to a pond. A white cat was staring at some goldfish - she sat very, very still. Peter thought it best to go away without speaking to her.

Suddenly, he heard the noise of a hoe - scr-r-ritch, scratch. Peter climbed upon a wheelbarrow and peeped over. There was Mr. McGregor hoeing onions, and beyond him was the gate!

Peter got down very quietly off the wheelbarrow, and started running as fast as he could go. He slipped under the gate, and ran straight home.

I am sorry to say that Peter was not very well that evening. His mother put him to bed with a dose of camomile tea.

But Flopsy, Mopsy and Cotton-tail had bread and milk and blackberries for supper.

This is test for an ESOL project at Mid-Cheshire College