Monday, 14 July 2008
Rise of the ROBOTS
Sunday, 6 July 2008
Flashback to Christmas
Saturday, 5 July 2008
Friday, 4 July 2008
ONE HUNDRED POSTS!
Monday, 21 April 2008
Friday, 11 April 2008
Malaria Competition
Friday, 4 April 2008
As promised...
I have added your Tudor video. You worked well as a class to make this and it looks great. Not only did you make the video but you wrote and recorded your own script!
You now have the skills to make a Photo Story 3 video and you have seen how Movie Maker works. You also know how to record your own sounds using Sound Recorder, so you are well on your way to making your own videos and becoming the next big thing in Hollywood.
Have a great holiday and stay safe!
Tuesday, 1 April 2008
Meet Edgar...in glorious 3-D
Name: Edgar Eco
Age: as old as time itself
Gender: male
Job: saving the world
Favourite colour: green
Favourite food: healthy food, especially anything green
Favourite vegetable: Green beans
Favourite drink: Gree...water! Is apple juice green?
Favourite music: Green Day
Favourite sport: everything and anything that increases his heart rate
Favourite book: Green eggs and ham & Spud goes Green
Favourite school: Gree....Northleach!
Favourite country: Greenland
How do you solve a problem like Malaria?
Introducing Edgar Eco!
Green Day
Resourceful Schools Project - lots of green ideas!
Friday, 28 March 2008
Asking questions about historical artefacts
Today Class 5 asked more historical questions. We had started this with the Mary Rose.
We looked at a mystery artefact and wrote:
- What we knew for sure about it.
- What we thought we knew about it.
- What we would like to know about it.
Here are some of our guesses: salt & pepper shaker, herb grinder, flower arranging and a pattern maker for cookery.
Mr Short writes:
The artefact was borrowed from a local museum. The children thought it was magical, which is quite refreshing in an age of PlayStation 3 and Xbox. Some children guessed when they saw me filling up the sink with water, but pupils asking questions and having enquiring minds was my success criteria. So, what do you think it was used for? Click on the video above and have a guess!
At The End Of The Assembly
Mr Crab’s class marched out,
Mr Rabbit’s class bounced out,
Miss Honey’s class walked sweetly out.
Mr Time’s class were ticked off,
Mr Show’s class came back for an encore,
Mrs Badminton’s class made a terrible racket,
Mr Flower’s class came out smelling of roses.
Mr Pancake’s class flipped out,
Mrs Light’s class outshone everyone,
Mrs Egg’s class scrambled out,
Mr Bin’s lot emptied out.
Mr Math’s class doubled up,
Mr Bullet’s class zoomed out,
Mr Tune’s class played up,
Mrs Stain’s class left their mark.
Mr Tier’s class went down,
Miss Quarrel’s lot fell out,
Mr Bump’s lot crashed out,
Miss Chicken’s class were shooed out.
Mr Jail’s class broke out,
Miss Orange’s class peeled away,
Miss Fell’s class fell out with each other,
Miss Sing’s class disappeared.
Thursday, 27 March 2008
Thursday Afternoon: R.E & Easter
Thursday Morning: Tudor Assembly
Thank you for coming to see Class 5's 20 minute take on Tudor history! The children had this up and running in 4 hours. Not only did it demonstrate how much they had remembered, but how enthusiastic they have been towards this subject. They really brought it to life...and often at my expense I might add (see picture above) :) Practising the Tudor Pavanne in the playground in front of window cleaners can now be added to a list that includes performing the Gruffalo to Class 4 in front of builders and reading the Iron Man to an audience of plumbers...if only they knew that being a Primary Teacher is the best job in the world!
Wednesday, 26 March 2008
Tuesday, 25 March 2008
Explanations
Monday, 24 March 2008
Wings
I would open up a wormhole
and nervously slip through.
If I had wings
I would come to school
before anyone else.
If I had wings
I would hover on the roof
and listen in on the staffroom.
If I had wings I would
ascend to the edge of life
and swoop to the centre of the Earth.
If I had wings
I would glide across the beach
letting the sand build up in my feathers.
If I had wings
I would slumber on the clouds until the
light of the morning overcomes the dark of the night.
If I had wings
I would fly over toy shops and see beautiful
stuffed toys in the gorgeously clean windows.
If I had wings
I would touch the tops of the heavens
and taste December’s breeze.
If I had wings
I would search the sea
and find the next Mary Rose.
If I had wings
I would sit on the moon
and touch it’s rocky surface.
If I had wings
I would go far and wide without anyone seeing me
to find the oldest gold in faraway places.
If I had wings
I would eat a piece of cloud pie
with blue sky cream.
If I had wings
I would glide over the houses like a boomerang
zooming across the sky on a sunny day.
If I had wings
I would stroke the tips
of the coldest crystal.
If I had wings
I would never ask how I
got these magical powers.
If I had wings
I would fly up and up to see if the sky
really does go on forever.
If I had wings
I would taste the raindrops
and feel the sun’s heat daily.
If I had wings
I would gather up guns
from the soldiers at war.
If I had wings
I would feel the top of the rainbow
and sniff the scent of the sea.
If I had wings
I would cool everyone down
if they’re hot today.
If I had wings
I would feel the comfort of clouds resting on me
and sleep until dawn when the sun comes back.
If I had wings
I would pick up worms
and take them to the birds…
If I had wings I would
gaze at the evening pink and orange colours
and feel its gentle breeze…
Sunday, 23 March 2008
It was so silent that....
the sun spinning around the Earth
at a thousand miles an hour…
It was so silent
I heard the breeze pushing against the window
like a ship forcing the sea apart…
It was so silent
I heard the trees say,
“Look, that girl is picking fruit off us again.”
It was so calm
I sensed people singing far, far away
Like a butterfly flapping it’s wings….
It was so silent
I heard moaning floorboards
like a child that doesn’t get it’s way
It was so calm that
I heard the tree roots crack and break the cold soil
and disturb the innocent worm…
It was so calm that
I heard a bird’s nest hit the branches of a tree
like a radiator puffing and panting with exhaustion…
It was so peaceful
I heard the swooping of bats in a quarry
like sawdust being blown around in a tornado…
It was so silent
that I heard voices of the spirits
saying, “Come join us” in heaven…
It was so silent
that I heard the tap dripping on a metal bowl
like the sweet sound of chimes...
It was so calm
that I heard my heart beating gently
in the morning light…
It was so silent
I heard a rubber falling onto a book
like oars slapping the sea.
It was so calm
I sensed a tree in winter growing
leaves again like a resurrection…
If was so still
that I heard my blood pump
to the beat of African drums…
It was so mild
I heard my brain rustle to think of an idea
like maple leaves rustling to struggle free…
It was so silent
I heard the leaves one the trees rustle
like a plastic bag in the wind…
It was so peaceful
that I heard pages of a book being turned
like a mother stroking her child’s hair…
It was so calm
that I heard the buzz of my dad’s shower
like bees buzzing through the sky…
It was so silent
that I heard the sun turn from morning to evening
like the world was falling down…
It was so silent
I heard statues frozen still
like a pond in the winter…
It was so still
that I heard the rain trickle down the window
trying to get in the house to calm down…
It was so silent
I heard a cow mooing
like a whistle without a ball inside…
It was so silent
that I heard aliens speak
in human voices from the heavens…
Friday, 21 March 2008
Angles
Click here to play a game where you guess the number of degrees in an acute or obtuse angle. You might like to hide the protractor to make it more tricky!
Monday, 17 March 2008
Sulgrave Manor
Friday, 14 March 2008
Easter Workshop
It was a fun day and a pleasure to see each age group work together and make something special - please come and have a look at our garden after school!
Happy Easter
Friday, 7 March 2008
We wrote this poem today...
do you want to know about their lives?
Divorced, beheaded then one died,
divorced, beheaded one survived!
Catherine of Aragon was a Spanish princess,
and Henry the VIII was 18 - no less.
She married the king in 1509,
when we talk about wives, she was first in line.
Anne Boleyn was the second wife,
but you definitely couldn’t say she had a long life.
They chopped off her head and this was the reason,
they called her a witch and charged her with treason.
Jane Seymour the ghost haunts the Hampton Court stairs,
Edward, her child was the next male heir.
They had lots of love and Henry savoured it,
there was no doubt that she was his favourite.
Anne of Cleves she looked like a horse,
and that’s why Henry would ask for divorce.
She eventually died in 1557,
She’d outlived Henry, they’re both now in heaven.
Catherine Howard was the fifth queen,
but with other men I’m afraid she was seen
She had other loves, and Henry once said,
“I’ve had enough – let’s chop off her head.”
Katherine Parr was the sixth and last wife,
but Henry was close to the end of his life
Henry VIII with his feelings low,
left Katherine Parr as a lonely widow.
Written by all of Class 5
Thursday, 6 March 2008
Angles & LOGO
Tuesday, 26 February 2008
Friday, 15 February 2008
Different
I searched briefly to find a parking space along the ripped road. I couldn’t see a living person around in the car park; it had been the easiest parking yet. I could hear a few tills beeping from inside the supermarket, like lasers beaming down to Earth. As Big Ben struck 12 the sky began to darken. I crept along the road to the squeaking doors of the supermarket.
I entered; gripped with fear.
There were a few people in the fruit section (where I was), I turned to the diseased pears…
Then I heard a cracking sound behind me, the diseased fruit started to fall off the rack. I turned around again to find a hole; behind there was endless black!
Black!
Black!
Crash went the fruit falling to the floor.
Crash.
Crash.
Crash.
As pears fell into the hole, they disappeared faster that the light, I clung on a fruit rack for dear life.
It was no use!
I got pulled in…
Thursday, 14 February 2008
Daniel Pickles on Mars
And then it happened, the rocky red ground began to quietly crack. Suddenly the flaming red ground broke and Daniel Pickles our hero fell into some Martians’ unfriendly head quarters inside the red planet Mars.
He saw a N.A.S.A lazer gun on the floor, lying in front of him, filled to the top with Robinson’s non added sugar apple & blackcurrant Ribena (a deadly drink to Martians). As he picked it up he thought of braveness and royalty.
Two Martians with smooth black skin, burning red eyes, rusty old gladiator helmets and greasy old fur coats had come racing around the corner to investigate the noise.
With a
ZAP!
ZAP!
ZAP!
The two Martians fell to the ground.
Dead.
Unmoving
Silent.
Daniel Pickles was safe, but not for long…
The emergency alarm started ringing, a voice called out, “All Martians report to the control room, Daniel Pickles is here!” Daniel ran, ran for his life. The Martians were a few metres from him.
BANG!
They tried to shoot him, Daniel looked back and then…
SMACK!
“Oh great, a dead end!” The Martians had caught up with him. A Commander came up to him and said, “Drop your weapon now Pickles!” ….
© 2008
Tuesday, 12 February 2008
Class 2 EXCLUSIVE!
Class 2 have been studying Kenya as part of their topic work on Africa. They created some amazing Art and politely visited Class 5 to invite us to take pictures. We were happy to go and practise using a digital camera!
Class 5
Monday, 11 February 2008
Thursday, 7 February 2008
Year 6 are dealing with it
Wednesday, 6 February 2008
Thursday, 31 January 2008
The Iron Man & Class 5
Down the cliff the Iron Man came toppling, head over heels.
CRASH!
CRASH!
CRASH!
From rock to rock, snag to snag, tumbling slowly. And as he crashed and crashed and crashed
His iron legs fell off.
His iron arms broke off, and the hands broke off the arms.
His great iron ears fell off and his eyes fell out.
His great iron head fell off.
All the separate pieces tumbled, scattered, crashing, bumping, clanging, down on to the rocky beach far below.
A few rocks tumbled with him.
Then
Silence.
Only the sound of the sea, chewing away at the edge of the rocky beach, where the bits and pieces of the Iron Man lay scattered far and wide, silent and unmoving.
Only one of the iron hands, lying beside an old, sand-logged washed-up seaman’s boot, waved its fingers for a minute, like a crab on its back. Then it lay still.
While the stars went on wheeling through the sky and the wind went on tugging at the grass on the cliff-top and the sea went on boiling and booming.
Nobody knew the Iron Man had fallen.
Night passed.
Just before dawn, as the darkness grew blue and the shapes of the rocks separated from each other, two seagulls flew crying over the rocks.
The Lion, The Witch & The Wardrobe
Instead of finding himself stepping out into the spare room he found himself stepping out from the shadow of some thick dark fir trees into an open place in the middle of a wood.
There was crisp, dry snow under his feet and more snow lying on the branches of the trees. Overhead there was pale blue sky, the sort of sky one sees on a fine winter day in the morning. Straight ahead of him he saw between the tree-trunks the sun, just rising very red and clear. Everything was perfectly still, as if he were the only living creature in that country. There was not a robin or a squirrel among the trees, and the wood stretched as far as he could see in every direction. He shivered.
Wednesday, 30 January 2008
Our imaginary world
We had about 5 minutes to get ready, then we had to be quiet for the camera! I was very keen because I find it quite hard to think what to write. My friend was a little nervous because he felt like he was on television!
Later we watched most of the films, some people were a little shy so they watched theirs later.
We're going to write our story soon. We might make a class book!
Tuesday, 29 January 2008
Monday, 28 January 2008
Received 28.1.08
Dear Mr Short and class,
I am just writing to say a big thank you for the fantastic card I received today. I love the false teeth in the middle!!! I love the card so much I am going to put it on display in the main entrance. I am glad you enjoyed yourselves and I know you'll never forget the legend of the false teeth!
It was a pleasure to have you here at the sewage works and you were a real credit to your school.
Keep up the good work.
Yours Sincerely
Mark Stead and Dumpy
Mr Short writes: Well done Class 5, of course I expected nothing less! I'm glad you enjoyed your time at Hayden with Mark.
Tuesday, 22 January 2008
Thursday, 17 January 2008
We can't wait for...
We are really excited about having Jeremy Strong come to our school as he is one of our favourite authors. Our new hall will be much more useful than our old one! We are so pleased that Jeremy Strong will visit personally and open it for us. The choir, recorder players and drummers are preparing for this great event!
We have lots of questions to ask!
Class 5
Tuesday, 15 January 2008
The Legendary False Teeth of Hayden
Monday, 14 January 2008
Sewage Stew!
With the help of Mrs Harris & parents Class 5 visited Severn Trent today!
Each child had their own favourite activity but they all agreed that sorting the sewage was good fun! What was your favourite moment?
Wednesday, 9 January 2008
Problem Solving
Then we looked for patterns and recorded them (like the picture above.) 3 x 3 was very hard for some people. (The picture is 2 x 2)