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Friday, 17 April 2015
Wednesday, 15 April 2015
Year 2 Riddle Videos
In Year 2, we have been looking at writing riddles. We had a sheet with lots of items on and we have tried to describe some of them in the style of a riddle. The best clue is always left until the end and we finish with 'What am I?"
Can you guess what we are describing before we tell you?
Click the links below to watch our videos.
Riddle 1
Riddle 2 (to be posted!)
Riddle 3
Riddle 4
Riddle 5
Riddle 6 (a bit fuzzy)
Riddle 7
Riddle 8
Riddle 9
Riddle 10
Riddle 11
Can you guess what we are describing before we tell you?
Click the links below to watch our videos.
Riddle 1
Riddle 2 (to be posted!)
Riddle 3
Riddle 4
Riddle 5
Riddle 6 (a bit fuzzy)
Riddle 7
Riddle 8
Riddle 9
Riddle 10
Riddle 11
Friday, 27 March 2015
Infants' Easter Celebration
To
celebrate Easter, Foundation Stage and Key Stage 1 will be singing some Easter
songs in church. The mini-production
will be taking place on Wednesday 1st April and will begin at
approximately 2.00pm.
The
performance is for children to listen and enjoy but we would like to welcome
any parents, relatives and friends along.
Please
keep the front two benches on the centre aisle free as well as the benches on
either side of the altar as this is where the children will be sitting.
We
hope you can join us in our celebrations.
Thursday, 26 March 2015
Tuesday, 17 March 2015
Poems for Choral Speaking Festival
Here are the poems that we will be performing at the Oldham School's Choral Speaking Festival:
You Are Special by Chris
Bambrough
You are more special than
a sunrise
Or a mountain covered in
snow;
You’re more special than
the most important secret
you could know.
You’re more special than
the winning goal
In the last minute of the
match,
More wonderful than a
winning serve
Or a fielder’s diving
catch.
You’re more fantastic than
a musical
That makes the whole world
sing;
More special than a
chocolate cake
With double-chocolate
icing.
You’re more important than
the last panda
Or gorilla left on Earth,
Than an eagle or a
peacock;
Just see how much you’re
worth.
You are more beautiful
than emeralds
More wonderful than gold,
You’re more special than
the most exciting story
ever told.
You’re not an accident or
a burden
Or a terrible mistake;
You’re special,
You’re original,
You’re the best thing God
could make.
Who’s Baddest? By Kate
Umansky
Wolf One:
Hello, fans. I’m the Big Bad Wolf
Of Little Piggies fame.
What’s that? You want my
autograph?
Most certainly. Your name?
Wolf Two:
Excuse me. I’m the Big Bad Wolf
Who tricked Red Riding Hood.
This wolf is an imposter!
My friends, this wolf is good.
Wolf One:
How dare you. I’m the Big Bad Wolf
No matter what you say.
Be off, before I huff and
puff
And blow you clean away.
Wolf Two:
Aha! And so
it’s come to blows!
This wolf is really sad.
I’ll go and eat his granny up
And then
we’ll see who’s bad.
Huff, puff...
Gobble, gobble...
Huff, puff...
Gobble, gobble...
Huff, puff...
Gobble, gobble...
Both:
Then we’ll see who’s bad!
Jack's 5 Sentence Challenge
The fairy ran out the door excitedly.
The door creaked open and then slammed shut.
The fairy who had dark brown hair looked at the bus.
The girl is looking for the fairy.
The girl was is trying to open the door carefully.
The door creaked open and then slammed shut.
The fairy who had dark brown hair looked at the bus.
The girl is looking for the fairy.
The girl was is trying to open the door carefully.
Matteo's 5 Sentence Challenge
The ancient, majestic trunk was as brown as dark chocolate.
Cautiously, the shy girl approached the fairies house.
Her vivid, shiny coat gloomed in the dark forest.
Shaking with fear and excitement, the young girl reached the enchanted,
mysterious door.
The minute girl, who had a bright, patterned coat, excitingly knocked on
the red, little door.
Cautiously, the shy girl approached the fairies house.
Her vivid, shiny coat gloomed in the dark forest.
Shaking with fear and excitement, the young girl reached the enchanted,
mysterious door.
The minute girl, who had a bright, patterned coat, excitingly knocked on
the red, little door.
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