Enjoy (but don't spend too long on the computer)
Literacy
http://www.freerice.com/
http://www.bbc.co.uk/schools/ks1bitesize/literacy/sentences/index.shtml
Maths
http://www.amblesideprimaryschool.co.uk/Learning-Zone/Maths-Zone.html
http://www.bbc.co.uk/keyskills/flash/kfa/kfa.shtml
Other
http://media.y8.com/games/content/brainsafari.swf
Tuesday, 28 December 2010
Monday, 27 December 2010
Christmas Work
I hope you are all enjoying the holidays. Here are some websites to help keep your brain active this week.
Literacy
http://www.bbc.co.uk/schools/ks2bitesize/english/
http://www.spellingcity.com/
http://www.writingfun.com/
http://www.woodlands-junior.kent.sch.uk/revision/engindex.html
Maths
http://www.bbc.co.uk/schools/ks2bitesize/maths/
http://tutpup.com/
http://www.amblesideprimary.com/ambleweb/mentalmaths/mentalmachine2.html
http://www.amblesideprimaryschool.co.uk/Learning-Zone/Maths-Zone/Fractions.html
http://www.amblesideprimaryschool.co.uk/Learning-Zone/Maths-Zone/Time.html
http://www.woodlands-junior.kent.sch.uk/maths/mathionaire/index.htm
http://www.sumdog.com/
Literacy
http://www.bbc.co.uk/schools/ks2bitesize/english/
http://www.spellingcity.com/
http://www.writingfun.com/
http://www.woodlands-junior.kent.sch.uk/revision/engindex.html
Maths
http://www.bbc.co.uk/schools/ks2bitesize/maths/
http://tutpup.com/
http://www.amblesideprimary.com/ambleweb/mentalmaths/mentalmachine2.html
http://www.amblesideprimaryschool.co.uk/Learning-Zone/Maths-Zone/Fractions.html
http://www.amblesideprimaryschool.co.uk/Learning-Zone/Maths-Zone/Time.html
http://www.woodlands-junior.kent.sch.uk/maths/mathionaire/index.htm
http://www.sumdog.com/
Tuesday, 21 December 2010
The Master Assasin - Prologue
This is a piece of writing by Zak, an extremely talented writer in 6POB. Please read his work and feel free to comment on his extraordinary talent.
All was silent in the Tower of Terror. Only loud footsteps could be heard as a hooded figure pursued another man throughout the building. Short, sharp daggers were grasped in the man's hand and he was determined to catch his victim. Further ahead, the victim came to a dead end; he looked around with great worry, anxious for an escape path. Seeing his victim struggling at the dead end, the hooded figure peered up and spied something to his advantage. A brief passageway on the ceiling. He leapt up just in time, as his victim had turned to see if his chaser was near. Creeping along silently, he saw the man cowering with terror, and then he decided to jump down.
"Finally I have you," he whispered to his victim. "After all this time, I finally have you."
"P-P-Please," stammered the other man. He was short and obese, with a strong French accent.
"Please, spare me. I had nothing to do with this. I knew nothing."
"But you still betrayed me. You were my acqaintance. My helper. I confided in you all my details and my secrets, and you passed it on to my enemies?" the killer snarled, his knuckles whitening, hardening his grasp on the daggers. "The Baron nearly sent an army after me, thanks to you, and you will suffer for that! You know what happens to people who betray me."
And the Frenchman certainly did. Many men had fallen at this killer's hands because of betrayal and other things. The killer moved in for the final strike.
"No, no, no, please no, spare me, please!" begged the man, sobbing heavily at the killer's feet.
"You know I don't forgive." The assassin pulled his hood back, revealing his face. Jet black hair flattened back on his head. His emerald green eyes stood out the most of his distinct features. The killer knelt down to his victim, his dagger out. The Frenchman made one last fruitless attempt to escape through a window he had suddenly spotted, but the assassin swiftly plunged the dagger into the man's back.
"Goodbye."
Gasping, the man's final breath died away and his eyes gradually closed.
Hauling him up, the killer took one last look at the dead corpse and pushed him out of the window.
"Whoever betrays the Master Assassin will die at my hand," the killer declared, before climbing out of the window and into the dark streets below.
All was silent in the Tower of Terror. Only loud footsteps could be heard as a hooded figure pursued another man throughout the building. Short, sharp daggers were grasped in the man's hand and he was determined to catch his victim. Further ahead, the victim came to a dead end; he looked around with great worry, anxious for an escape path. Seeing his victim struggling at the dead end, the hooded figure peered up and spied something to his advantage. A brief passageway on the ceiling. He leapt up just in time, as his victim had turned to see if his chaser was near. Creeping along silently, he saw the man cowering with terror, and then he decided to jump down.
"Finally I have you," he whispered to his victim. "After all this time, I finally have you."
"P-P-Please," stammered the other man. He was short and obese, with a strong French accent.
"Please, spare me. I had nothing to do with this. I knew nothing."
"But you still betrayed me. You were my acqaintance. My helper. I confided in you all my details and my secrets, and you passed it on to my enemies?" the killer snarled, his knuckles whitening, hardening his grasp on the daggers. "The Baron nearly sent an army after me, thanks to you, and you will suffer for that! You know what happens to people who betray me."
And the Frenchman certainly did. Many men had fallen at this killer's hands because of betrayal and other things. The killer moved in for the final strike.
"No, no, no, please no, spare me, please!" begged the man, sobbing heavily at the killer's feet.
"You know I don't forgive." The assassin pulled his hood back, revealing his face. Jet black hair flattened back on his head. His emerald green eyes stood out the most of his distinct features. The killer knelt down to his victim, his dagger out. The Frenchman made one last fruitless attempt to escape through a window he had suddenly spotted, but the assassin swiftly plunged the dagger into the man's back.
"Goodbye."
Gasping, the man's final breath died away and his eyes gradually closed.
Hauling him up, the killer took one last look at the dead corpse and pushed him out of the window.
"Whoever betrays the Master Assassin will die at my hand," the killer declared, before climbing out of the window and into the dark streets below.
Monday, 20 December 2010
Our Avatar Hall Display
A huge thank you to Mrs Bradley for her time putting up Year 6's Hall Display. The topic work this term, using the film Avatar, has been brilliant. From mask artwork, creative writing, film trailers and tribal jewellery the display has managed to capture some of the fantastic work produced. Well done Y6 you've made your teachers very proud!
Shazmeen's paragraph
High, high up in the sky, the stunning sun reflected onto the turquoise deep ocean. From the edge of the shore, the view of the mysterious Hallelujah Mountains could be seen as they slowly floated above the horizon. A howling wind arrived that forced the twilight sea to create waves, high, huge waves that reached up to the shimmering sky...Suddenly, disturbing the tranquillity of the land, the nasty sky people had arrived.
Fiazah's paragraph
Emerging through the silver mist a shaft of sunlight revealed itself on the tropical Pandora. Hovering high in the sky, the helicopter flew towards the breathtaking Hallelujah mountains. The magical mountains danced as the wind whistled softly in and out of it’s long vines. Just then, Jake landed on his banshee, he looked out at the awe inspiring Pandora, his eyes widened in amazement.
Jamal's Avatar Writing
Meanwhile, lurking in the shadows of Pandora was somthing vile, a creature so hideous it would make the bravest of souls shiver with fear. This creatures name was Heatblister. His body was blood red, bursting with explosive anger and he was very short tempered. Neytiri had always suspected something on the darker side of Pandora so she decided to fly over and investigate she got on a banshee and flew off into the horizon. Little did she know of the horrors she would face...
Kayinat's Avatar Writing
The evil blood red Na'vi's had made Pandora so vile and abhorrent that if a bird visited, it would die helplessly just gazing at it. It was like a devil had invaded Pandora. Hometree was sleeping on the floor as the savages were on top enjoying its demise. The odour was so foul that even Hometree, lying dead in the fall, could smell it. It was washed out and colourless. All you could see was black and brown. This was because of the devastating disaster that the sky people inflicted, the red Na'vi's, these demons, loved every second of it.
Wednesday, 15 December 2010
Djanogly Library: Picture Books
Today Miss Warren from Djanogly Library came to visit. We were given a selection of picture books and had to choose which our favourites were. Miss Warren then read us The Whisperer by Nick Butterworth - it was really good. Here is a selection of our favourites
Which picture book did you like and why?
Thursday, 9 December 2010
Queens Medical Centre
Today we went to the Queens Medical Centre Hospital in Nottingham. It was very interesting to learn about how to save lives and what to do when we are faced with an emergency. We can all help someone now by remembering DR's ABC.
D is for Danger
R is for response
S is for shout
A is for Airway
B is for Breathing
C is for CPR (cardio pulmonary resuscitation)
We were taught how to put someone in the recovery position and deal with someone who has been injured but isn't unconscious.
We were taken on a tour of the Children's Ward and shown lots of the different pieces of equipment that is used such as a pulse and oxygen monitor and the needle used for stitching up nasty cuts. Afterwards we all had our fingers put into plaster - it was lots of fun and we learnt a lot about what goes on in a hospital and most importantly how to cope if we see someone injured.
Wednesday, 8 December 2010
Avatar Masks
In our art lessons this term we have been making Avatar Masks. We really like them and they are fun to wear. If you want to make your own here's how:
How to make an Avatar Mask
1. Firstly, blow up a balloon
2. Mix pva glue with a little water to make a thin paste similar to yoghurt.
3. Next, tear some strips of newspaper and dip these in the glue.
4. Cover the whole of the balloon with 4 - 5 layers of gluey newspaper.
5. Leave it overnight so it can dry completely.
6. Once it is dry cut the balloon in half and then cut out two diamonds where the eyes will go.
7. Add more paper for the nose, cheeks, lips and eyebrows and using the same technique as before glue more paper over them to attach in place.
8. Leave to dry overnight.
9. Now paint the mask in blue (use darker shades to highlight shadows on cheeks and lips)
10. Decorate the mask with small white spots on the nose cheeks and forehead.
11. Finally attach coloured wool for the eyebrows and hair.
Enjoy wearing your mask!
Thursday, 2 December 2010
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