ICT Session Monday 10th January 2011
Today I want you all to become Zoologists. Zooology is a science concerned with studying where animals live and how they adapt to their environment through physical and behavioural features. Use the following website to see the various ways animals have adapted to their environments.
http://www.bbc.co.uk/nature/adaptations
When you have finished you can use these websites to design your own animals. You will need think of a name for your new creature, describe which environment it would be perfect for and why you have chosen specific features to help it survive here?
http://www.buildyourwildself.com/
http://www.switcheroozoo.com/zoo.htm
Monday, 10 January 2011
Friday, 7 January 2011
Footprints
'Leave Only Footprints'
What does this phrase mean to you?
A new year and a new theme for us to learn about. Our topic this term will be focusing on endangered species and the factors that effect this issue. We will also be looking at our planet and the environmental concerns we are facing. As a class we will look to make a difference at Forest Fields by raising the awareness of the children and staff on the carbon footprint generated by our school and how we can improve the way we recycle.
Tuesday, 28 December 2010
More Games! (requested by Kayinat)
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
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
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.
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