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
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