The moon so nice
After the sun it’s the moon
So it shining bright
By R
The birds sing with us
When they sing the music so nice
They make the music
By R
Wednesday, December 05, 2007
Tuesday, December 04, 2007
Everyone talk about nature
But do they really know, do they
Do they really know?
That nature can be
Have you every thought it can be
Maybe it can be
Maybe it can be
It could be magical, just maybe
Have you ever thought?
Have you ever thought?
About the nature bed in,
The flowers and trees
Magical it is, yes
So remember nature it is
Magical in life
By Tinkerbell
But do they really know, do they
Do they really know?
That nature can be
Have you every thought it can be
Maybe it can be
Maybe it can be
It could be magical, just maybe
Have you ever thought?
Have you ever thought?
About the nature bed in,
The flowers and trees
Magical it is, yes
So remember nature it is
Magical in life
By Tinkerbell
Wednesday, November 28, 2007
Sunday, October 21, 2007
Here's a link to the class WIKI, where I will be posting and uploading resources, etc. that will help with your class work as well as with any homework.
S1 Wiki
S1 Wiki
Wednesday, May 09, 2007
The Return of the Hairy Monster
Late one night, just as the moon began to peep above the trees, a weird wail was heard in the distance. Could this be the return of the monster, which had haunted the village many years ago? Molly decided to investigate………….
She got out of bed and looked down at her the village and saw nothing but the big, bright moons she decided she would just go back to bed and forget it. She took about two steps and heard the weird wail again but this time it sounded closer. Molly froze. She turned back round and saw something move in the distance, it spotted her it was coming towards Molly. Molly ran to her bed as fast as lightning and hid under her covers shivering with fear trying to keep quiet………….
After about 5 minutes she got out from under her covers and realised it had stopped. She soon fell asleep.
The next morning she was at the table having her breakfast. She didn’t know if it was a dream or not. “Do monsters exist?” She asked herself then asked her mum.
“No, why are you asking?” Her mum replied confused.
“I heard weird wails last and I looked out of my window and saw something move. I didn’t know what it was. I thought it could have been the hairy monster that Grandad had told me, he said that it used to kill someone each night in the village,” Molly said scared.
“Don’t talk rubbish, you know your grandad makes all the stories up,”
The next day she was at her gran and grandad’s house since it was the school holiday. She asked her Grandad about the hairy monster
“Is the hairy true or did you just make it up to scare me?” She asked kindly.
“Is it true, why would I make it up to scare?” he said
“Do you know anything about the monster?” Molly had asked her grandad.
“Well I heard that it used to kill one person each night in the village,” He replied
“And do you think it is really true?” Gulped Molly. Her grandad didn’t answer,
“Well I better get home before it gets too late.” Molly said to her gram and grandad
“See you later Molly,” Said her gran waving to her. Molly put her hood up since it was pouring it down it down with rain. She looked at her watch, it was already 10pm. She went down the dark alley because it was quicker but it was pitch black and the rain was getting heavier. She heard something coming up behind her, she looked behind her but there was nobody there. She carried on walking. Then she heard footsteps behind her getting closer and closer, THUMP THUMP THUMP
“Wh-o is th-e-re?” She said in panic but nobody replied. She started to run but it started chasing after her but she tripped on something. She heard the wail that she heard last night. The thing had grabbed her and covered her mouth with its hand. It had a knife in its other hand and raised up against Molly’s face. He felt hairy. Could this be the terrible Hairy Monster. Molly was shaking. She felt something sharp going across her neck. Aaaaaaaaaaaaaagh!!!!! She fell to the ground.
By Rebecca Reid
Late one night, just as the moon began to peep above the trees, a weird wail was heard in the distance. Could this be the return of the monster, which had haunted the village many years ago? Molly decided to investigate………….
She got out of bed and looked down at her the village and saw nothing but the big, bright moons she decided she would just go back to bed and forget it. She took about two steps and heard the weird wail again but this time it sounded closer. Molly froze. She turned back round and saw something move in the distance, it spotted her it was coming towards Molly. Molly ran to her bed as fast as lightning and hid under her covers shivering with fear trying to keep quiet………….
After about 5 minutes she got out from under her covers and realised it had stopped. She soon fell asleep.
The next morning she was at the table having her breakfast. She didn’t know if it was a dream or not. “Do monsters exist?” She asked herself then asked her mum.
“No, why are you asking?” Her mum replied confused.
“I heard weird wails last and I looked out of my window and saw something move. I didn’t know what it was. I thought it could have been the hairy monster that Grandad had told me, he said that it used to kill someone each night in the village,” Molly said scared.
“Don’t talk rubbish, you know your grandad makes all the stories up,”
The next day she was at her gran and grandad’s house since it was the school holiday. She asked her Grandad about the hairy monster
“Is the hairy true or did you just make it up to scare me?” She asked kindly.
“Is it true, why would I make it up to scare?” he said
“Do you know anything about the monster?” Molly had asked her grandad.
“Well I heard that it used to kill one person each night in the village,” He replied
“And do you think it is really true?” Gulped Molly. Her grandad didn’t answer,
“Well I better get home before it gets too late.” Molly said to her gram and grandad
“See you later Molly,” Said her gran waving to her. Molly put her hood up since it was pouring it down it down with rain. She looked at her watch, it was already 10pm. She went down the dark alley because it was quicker but it was pitch black and the rain was getting heavier. She heard something coming up behind her, she looked behind her but there was nobody there. She carried on walking. Then she heard footsteps behind her getting closer and closer, THUMP THUMP THUMP
“Wh-o is th-e-re?” She said in panic but nobody replied. She started to run but it started chasing after her but she tripped on something. She heard the wail that she heard last night. The thing had grabbed her and covered her mouth with its hand. It had a knife in its other hand and raised up against Molly’s face. He felt hairy. Could this be the terrible Hairy Monster. Molly was shaking. She felt something sharp going across her neck. Aaaaaaaaaaaaaagh!!!!! She fell to the ground.
By Rebecca Reid
Friday, April 20, 2007
Sunday, April 15, 2007
W.A.L.T.
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We will be learning about writing from memory, and how you can rely on your senses to provide a fantastic piece of writing about places and characters.
W.I.L.F.
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In your 'Cluster' and 'Freewrite' jotter, do the following:
1. Close your eyes for a few moments and think of a place that you remember from your holiday. Think of some of the details that you would include in any description and make a mental note of them.
2. Open your eyes and, without looking around, create a cluster by putting the place/character name in the centre of the page and circle it. Put down every connection that comes into your head.
3. Now, on a separate page, produce a freewrite of all the words and phrases that come into your mind from looking round the cluster - write down at least a paragraph; just let the words tumble out.
4. Now look at what you've written. Again, think about the place - indoors or outdoors - and write down *three* things for each of the following:
· Sounds that you can hear
· Textures that you can feel
· Odours that you can smell
· Flavours that you can taste
· Objects that you can see
5. Take a fresh page. You should now have enough detail - look at what you wrote for activities 3 & 4 - in order to write about your personal experience, and make sure your story is in order. Write in the past tense, and remember to use the first person narrative method.
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We will be learning about writing from memory, and how you can rely on your senses to provide a fantastic piece of writing about places and characters.
W.I.L.F.
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In your 'Cluster' and 'Freewrite' jotter, do the following:
1. Close your eyes for a few moments and think of a place that you remember from your holiday. Think of some of the details that you would include in any description and make a mental note of them.
2. Open your eyes and, without looking around, create a cluster by putting the place/character name in the centre of the page and circle it. Put down every connection that comes into your head.
3. Now, on a separate page, produce a freewrite of all the words and phrases that come into your mind from looking round the cluster - write down at least a paragraph; just let the words tumble out.
4. Now look at what you've written. Again, think about the place - indoors or outdoors - and write down *three* things for each of the following:
· Sounds that you can hear
· Textures that you can feel
· Odours that you can smell
· Flavours that you can taste
· Objects that you can see
5. Take a fresh page. You should now have enough detail - look at what you wrote for activities 3 & 4 - in order to write about your personal experience, and make sure your story is in order. Write in the past tense, and remember to use the first person narrative method.
Saturday, April 14, 2007
Tuesday, April 10, 2007
Monday, March 26, 2007
Behind The Darkness
I have woken up in this dark, small room and I don’t know where I am. There are many questions I want to ask but there is nobody here to ask, simple questions like where am I? And how did I get here? Is this a set up or have I been kidnapped?
I used to hate it when people used the saying ‘Nothing is simple in life’ but now I have to agree with it because even if I have been kidnapped then why couldn’t they just have taken me an easier way?
From the middle of nowhere a voice began to boom all around me, it seems quite muffled and sounds very familiar. I know that voice but who is it? I managed to hear certain words from what they were saying,
“You….My Power….Days…Life!”
I started to think about the words I managed to hear from the voice. It didn’t fit. None of this was making sense and all this was starting to scare me. What if it is someone I am close to? What am I going to do? How can I get out of here? Will I see my family again?
That last thought put it all together, my Family. It all made sense now. This was all too real. It was him…..
I carefully brought myself to my feet and with the tips of my fingers I felt for any kind of door or grooves in the wall. I was looking for grooves so that I could tell if there was any way out or if there were any symbols on the wall. Yet I found nothing.
Just as I was about to give in something strange happened… the walls were moving away from me. Had I clicked some kind of button? Had I fainted? Maybe I was going crazy, I had to be imagining all this. It seemed like a bad dream gone too far.
The walls were getting further and further away from me and soon the room was the size of a football pitch.
I scrambled around looking for answers to my questions and soon I had to stop because in one of the corners of the room there was a glimmering light. It began to move slowly across the room. I couldn’t understand this, it was becoming really weird now.
The voice started again except this time it was much clearer, in fact it was so clear that I knew for a fact that it was him…
I call the man him because he is so bad that it disgusts me. He had been after my family for over a year now, he is a bad man who wanted revenge for something that had nothing to do with our family. We had to leave town because of him. He had sent threats written in blood and other horrible things. We contacted the police but they never found anything, not even a single fingerprint on the letter.
It got worse than that he even managed to set fire to our house. That is why we left town. We didn’t want him to find us but it looks like he found me.
I got so scared after I heard the voice booming, so scared that I had lost the nerve to speak and I just wanted to go home.
The voice stopped again but then just as I thought I would be left alone I heard something behind me then just after that I got a terrible pain down my neck. He has me.
“AARRRRRRRRRGGGGGGGGG!”
I have woken up in this dark, small room and I don’t know where I am. There are many questions I want to ask but there is nobody here to ask, simple questions like where am I? And how did I get here? Is this a set up or have I been kidnapped?
I used to hate it when people used the saying ‘Nothing is simple in life’ but now I have to agree with it because even if I have been kidnapped then why couldn’t they just have taken me an easier way?
From the middle of nowhere a voice began to boom all around me, it seems quite muffled and sounds very familiar. I know that voice but who is it? I managed to hear certain words from what they were saying,
“You….My Power….Days…Life!”
I started to think about the words I managed to hear from the voice. It didn’t fit. None of this was making sense and all this was starting to scare me. What if it is someone I am close to? What am I going to do? How can I get out of here? Will I see my family again?
That last thought put it all together, my Family. It all made sense now. This was all too real. It was him…..
I carefully brought myself to my feet and with the tips of my fingers I felt for any kind of door or grooves in the wall. I was looking for grooves so that I could tell if there was any way out or if there were any symbols on the wall. Yet I found nothing.
Just as I was about to give in something strange happened… the walls were moving away from me. Had I clicked some kind of button? Had I fainted? Maybe I was going crazy, I had to be imagining all this. It seemed like a bad dream gone too far.
The walls were getting further and further away from me and soon the room was the size of a football pitch.
I scrambled around looking for answers to my questions and soon I had to stop because in one of the corners of the room there was a glimmering light. It began to move slowly across the room. I couldn’t understand this, it was becoming really weird now.
The voice started again except this time it was much clearer, in fact it was so clear that I knew for a fact that it was him…
I call the man him because he is so bad that it disgusts me. He had been after my family for over a year now, he is a bad man who wanted revenge for something that had nothing to do with our family. We had to leave town because of him. He had sent threats written in blood and other horrible things. We contacted the police but they never found anything, not even a single fingerprint on the letter.
It got worse than that he even managed to set fire to our house. That is why we left town. We didn’t want him to find us but it looks like he found me.
I got so scared after I heard the voice booming, so scared that I had lost the nerve to speak and I just wanted to go home.
The voice stopped again but then just as I thought I would be left alone I heard something behind me then just after that I got a terrible pain down my neck. He has me.
“AARRRRRRRRRGGGGGGGGG!”
By Louise
Adam’s Fortunate Lifestyle
“Jake, turn that racket off or I will come and smash that CD player to bits!” warned Susan.
Jake ignored Susan and left his CD player on and he turned it up. Five minutes passed and Jake still refused to turn the CD player off,
“Ooooooh, that’s it Jake I’m going to come up there and smash that to bits because you won’t turn it off!” blasted Susan from the bottom of the stairs.
Susan stormed up the stairs thumping her feet on each stair as she went up. “You had better be prepared to feel my wrath Jake coz I’m coming to get you!” she yelled.
“Oh shut up Susan I’m thinking!” replied Jake madly,
“THINKING!” blasted Susan, “How can you listen to trash like that played up extremely loud and still be able to think I mean it’s…..?”
Gawd, here we go again. She is on a rant, suppose I should turn it down so that she’ll shut up…. No actually I wont, I should stand my ground! She always makes me turn it down, what a moaner! She sounds like mum.
“Are you listening to me?” started Susan, “No, I bet your not, you’re probably ignoring me hoping I will go away. Well here is news for you, I’m not going away till you turn that off!”
“Well if you really want it turned off why don’t you go and do it. You made the effort to come all the way up here so you might as well do it on your way out!” Replied Jake frustrated.
Adam walked in rubbing his hands over his forehead. He walked over to the two bickering teenagers and stood in the middle of them,
“Can you two either work things out or leave each other alone. I’m younger than both of you and yet I always have to stop you fighting? Please shut up and leave each other alone coz I have such a sore head.” Asked Adam as kindly as he could.
“Look, I’m going to bed now because it’s my school trip tomorrow and I need rest so goodnight.” Pronounced Adam as he walked out the door.
Adam continued down the hall before he stopped, he was listening to see if they were still fighting, surprisingly enough they were. Adam turned the handle to his room door and went in. He deliberately slammed it shut to see if it would shut them up. He put his ear to the door to try and hear them, they had stopped, At last!
As the night got deeper and deeper Adam tossed and turned in bed. He kept having very creepy and unusual dreams about the trip, he was quite nervous about the school trip as they were going too see a very poor town affected by poverty. He was not sure how it would go. They were studying this as part of their topic.
The sun eventually began to rise from above the trees at about 7am, it flooded through the window filling the room with light. Adam sprung out of bed in delight.
“Phew, glad its morning. I had terrible dreams last night.” Said Adam feeling very relieved.
He quickly got changed and then had breakfast. After breakfast Adam packet his bag for school and grabbed his jacket,
“Bye mum, im going to miss the bus for the trip!” he shouted up the stairs.
Adam ran out hoping he would not miss the bus as it left at 8am because of the trip. He managed to catch the bus just in time before it left.
After a couple of hours the bus and the staff and pupils arrived at their destination. Everyone pushed and rammed their way off the bus and then they all froze when they seen the town. The town was in need of serious food, nobody had any food or water and a lot of people were homeless. They went around the village carefully looking at every detail of this horrible place. It was just like Adams dreams, it made him feel really sad for these people and he wanted to help them.
After they returned home Adam ran straight in the house and told their mum about his day.
“Well if it really helps Adam we will do some charity work and raise money for their community.”
A couple of weeks later Adam and the village had raised a lot of money for the poor community! The cheque was presented to the community and it really helped them. They could build houses, get food. It made Adam feel brilliant and made him realise that how much his brother and sister fight he is still much better off than other people in the world.
By Louise
Jake ignored Susan and left his CD player on and he turned it up. Five minutes passed and Jake still refused to turn the CD player off,
“Ooooooh, that’s it Jake I’m going to come up there and smash that to bits because you won’t turn it off!” blasted Susan from the bottom of the stairs.
Susan stormed up the stairs thumping her feet on each stair as she went up. “You had better be prepared to feel my wrath Jake coz I’m coming to get you!” she yelled.
“Oh shut up Susan I’m thinking!” replied Jake madly,
“THINKING!” blasted Susan, “How can you listen to trash like that played up extremely loud and still be able to think I mean it’s…..?”
Gawd, here we go again. She is on a rant, suppose I should turn it down so that she’ll shut up…. No actually I wont, I should stand my ground! She always makes me turn it down, what a moaner! She sounds like mum.
“Are you listening to me?” started Susan, “No, I bet your not, you’re probably ignoring me hoping I will go away. Well here is news for you, I’m not going away till you turn that off!”
“Well if you really want it turned off why don’t you go and do it. You made the effort to come all the way up here so you might as well do it on your way out!” Replied Jake frustrated.
Adam walked in rubbing his hands over his forehead. He walked over to the two bickering teenagers and stood in the middle of them,
“Can you two either work things out or leave each other alone. I’m younger than both of you and yet I always have to stop you fighting? Please shut up and leave each other alone coz I have such a sore head.” Asked Adam as kindly as he could.
“Look, I’m going to bed now because it’s my school trip tomorrow and I need rest so goodnight.” Pronounced Adam as he walked out the door.
Adam continued down the hall before he stopped, he was listening to see if they were still fighting, surprisingly enough they were. Adam turned the handle to his room door and went in. He deliberately slammed it shut to see if it would shut them up. He put his ear to the door to try and hear them, they had stopped, At last!
As the night got deeper and deeper Adam tossed and turned in bed. He kept having very creepy and unusual dreams about the trip, he was quite nervous about the school trip as they were going too see a very poor town affected by poverty. He was not sure how it would go. They were studying this as part of their topic.
The sun eventually began to rise from above the trees at about 7am, it flooded through the window filling the room with light. Adam sprung out of bed in delight.
“Phew, glad its morning. I had terrible dreams last night.” Said Adam feeling very relieved.
He quickly got changed and then had breakfast. After breakfast Adam packet his bag for school and grabbed his jacket,
“Bye mum, im going to miss the bus for the trip!” he shouted up the stairs.
Adam ran out hoping he would not miss the bus as it left at 8am because of the trip. He managed to catch the bus just in time before it left.
After a couple of hours the bus and the staff and pupils arrived at their destination. Everyone pushed and rammed their way off the bus and then they all froze when they seen the town. The town was in need of serious food, nobody had any food or water and a lot of people were homeless. They went around the village carefully looking at every detail of this horrible place. It was just like Adams dreams, it made him feel really sad for these people and he wanted to help them.
After they returned home Adam ran straight in the house and told their mum about his day.
“Well if it really helps Adam we will do some charity work and raise money for their community.”
A couple of weeks later Adam and the village had raised a lot of money for the poor community! The cheque was presented to the community and it really helped them. They could build houses, get food. It made Adam feel brilliant and made him realise that how much his brother and sister fight he is still much better off than other people in the world.
By Louise
Thursday, March 08, 2007
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