Our scaffold text for List 4
Get out of bed,’ I heard her bleat. ‘You’re not much of an athlete!’
‘Oh mum, the exercise is really extreme, it makes me want to shout and scream.’
‘Get into the field and give my head peace. Stop acting like your little niece.’
At this point I did concede and wandered to the mucky field.
The abundance of energy I did release made my oxygen levels decrease. Thirsty work and rigorous routine made me into a mean machine.
With my extreme training now complete I realise I’ll make the greatest athlete.
My mother will cease her heat at last, and all her bleating will be a thing of the past!
Wednesday, 29 September 2010
The Troubled Athlete
Wednesday, 22 September 2010
Spelling City
In P6 we use Spelling City to help learn our spellings.
You can access all your spelling homework lists as well as having a go at lots of fun games and activities that will help you improve your spelling.
The Surprised Burglar
Let me tell you the story of yesterday’s burglary. The mystery of the missing silver was discovered by the butler who alerted security. The guards disturbed the burglar as he circled the perimeter fence looking for an escape route.
He had entered the house without disturbing a soul. He slithered with uncertainty from room to room until he discovered the Fern family silver.
‘Ah, perfect. I’ve come to the end of my search’, he muttered as he stuffed the silver into his sack.
The burglar made a hasty exit. As he reached the perimeter fence, he felt a hand on his collar. ‘You have been caught on camera. You must return the silver.’ said the guard sternly.
He had entered the house without disturbing a soul. He slithered with uncertainty from room to room until he discovered the Fern family silver.
‘Ah, perfect. I’ve come to the end of my search’, he muttered as he stuffed the silver into his sack.
The burglar made a hasty exit. As he reached the perimeter fence, he felt a hand on his collar. ‘You have been caught on camera. You must return the silver.’ said the guard sternly.
Sunday, 19 September 2010
Tuesday, 14 September 2010
The Astounding House
You would never believe that thousands of people would travel over mountains, underground, through clouds and by sea to visit the magical fountain at Slough House.
At noon each day people would surround the fountain at the astounding house and watch as the house changed to a clown. Bounce, the clown would bow to the applause of the crowd and astound the audience with his magic tricks.
The audience would shout aloud, ‘What a clown!’. Bounce would count to ten, jump into the fountain and he would reappear in his nightgown.
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At noon each day people would surround the fountain at the astounding house and watch as the house changed to a clown. Bounce, the clown would bow to the applause of the crowd and astound the audience with his magic tricks.
The audience would shout aloud, ‘What a clown!’. Bounce would count to ten, jump into the fountain and he would reappear in his nightgown.
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Monday, 13 September 2010
Riddle Me This
Ok so here's a harder one.
You are on a ship.
Over the side hangs a rope ladder with
rungs
half a meter apart .
The tide rises at half a meter per hour.
At the end of five hours, how much of the ladder will remain above the water assuming that nine rungs were above the water when the tide began to rise?
Something to keep you thinking....
What will you see twice in a week, and once in a year, but never in a day?
House point for the first corect post
Wednesday, 8 September 2010
The Hopeless Scarecrow
Farmer Brown made a scarecrow using a pillow, some straw and old clothes. Joe was not your average scarecrow, he was a unique fellow. He would boogie at the local disco, shaking from his shoulder to his elbow. The crowd would explode with laughter as Joe groaned and moaned.
Joe, the scarecrow would boast how he scared all the crows from his home. Although Farmer Brown thought he was a hopeless fellow, he played the piano like a pro and caused the crocuses to grow.
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