Tennis

I like tennis. Last monday I went in a competition I won the gold medal and certificate.

Different

As I drove into the car park at the supermarket in London. It looked terribly different; the doors were off their hinges and were squeaking like an out of tune violin on note E sharp. The windows were smashed like grass, which had just been mowed on a summer’s day in the morning.
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…

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

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

The Kirifuri Waterfall At Mt. Kurokami In Shimotsuke Province

Year 6 are dealing with it

Year 6 have started to record the progress we are making towards a greener school. You can read about their findings here

6 x 7 = ?

Don't forget to practise those multiplication facts!

Here is a webpage that will help you.