Summer 2 - The Circle of Life
This half term, our topic will be 'The Circle of Life'. We will be covering a range of areas, including:
Science - Life cycles and evolution
Computing - Programming and coding
RE - What kind of king is Jesus?
Art/DT - Art inspired by life cycles
PSHCEE - Health and wellbeing
PE - Athletics, outdoor and adventurous activities and rounders
Summer 1 homework - book review
Many of the book reviews children completed were power points. There were many homework projects completed to a high standard this term with children having an excellent understanding of what they had read. Instead of uploading pictures, this term I will share with you a list of the books which were reviewed:
A Whole New World: A Twisted Tale
The Person Controller
The Light Jar
Lost In A Book
Fantastic Mr Fox
Tom Gates: Everything Is Amazing - Sort Of
The Legend of Podkin One-ear
Goodnight Mr Tom
Peter Pan and Wendy
The Hunger Games
1,000 Year Old Boy
Horrid Henry and the Football Fiend
The World's Worst Children
Harry Potter and the Cursed Child
Outstanding writing - Flashbacks
For the past couple of weeks Arachnids have been writing short stories including flashbacks based on the short film 'The Piano'. Here are some outstanding sentences the children have written:
Kannedi – Did I kill my friend? Did I do this? Did I become responsible?
Liam – The rhythm of the music helped my memories come back.
Josh – I feel a lighter tune developing luring me into the black and white prison of my memories
Nathaniel –It was my army days; around forty years earlier when I was a medic
Ellie –As I sit here on this stool, I play my heart out to this holder of my precious memories
But my mistake. My small mistake. My stupid mistake.
Charlotte G – Memories begin to frolic around me as if they are taunting me.
Immy – I close my eyes and listen to the melodies pouring straight from my heart.
Carys – Now I feel like I am following a patch of darkness slowly making my way towards death.
Amelia – Here I sit in the hall of nightmares and dreams.
Alex - She lifted her head up and gave me a kiss; it felt like winter’s breath on my cold cheeks.
Lottie – It is my Grandson; the light of my eternal darkness
Louie – I am sitting at my grand ornate piano (the holder of my heart breaking memories).
Was this my fault? The though harassed my mind.
Tilly – As my black shiny shoe lay down on the damp amber green grass, I stepped forward into the crookedly spun trees.
Henry S – I was sitting at the holder of my memories
Sophie – I am sitting at the piano that holds all my lost memories; the monster of black and white.
Murphy – Here I am sitting with my lonely heart, no one to laugh with.
Jordan – Here I sit at the piano that holds my many exclusive memories.
Jay – I am a piano player with a piano that holds all my memories.
Sienna – As I start to play the piano, all my memories start to harass me.
Evie – As I played the piano, it was some magical music and then I started to remember…
Amber – I lay my head onto the piano; all that was in it was memories.
Charlotte B – Here I sit at the grand ornate piano; each key I press a new memory bursts to life.
Leo – I am sitting at the holder of my memories; the good and the bad.
Henry Y – I play a depressing rhythm which slows down to match my mood.
Zach – A cold tear is rolling down my face as I remember my deepest memory.
Freya – My mind is buzzing with haunting memories.
Jasper – My ancient wrinkly hands only just gripping the keys. My arthritis gently easing away as I pick up the tempo; I can feel something stirring in my mind.
Oliver – The sound of silence haunts me once again.
Elize – The elegant sound is opening a door in my mind: it is a locked door. A door of memories.
Gracie – My piano will always be important to me: it holds all my memories.
Archie – The piano keys are ice-cold on my fingers as I think about the past haunting me.
13.04.18 Y6 Homework continued
Maths+ p.18, p.29-31, 48-49
20.04.18 Y6 Homework
Homework for this week is to make sure that all pages in revision guides are now complete and all revision packs sent home over the Easter holidays should be complete and returned to school.
Summer 1 - Mayan Madness!
This half term, Arachnids will be learning about the Ancient Mayan Culture. Topics covered will include:
History - Ancient Mayan Culture
RE - Salvation: What does the resurrection mean to Christians?
Art/DT - Mayan inspired art
PE - Dance (Y5) rounders (Y6) and cricket (Y5 and 6)
Computing - Communication and collaboration
Science - Electricity (separate science week at the end of the term)
The first two Friday afternoons of the term will be Music and French (due to a short half term and snow days). The rest will be Forest Fridays.
Each Friday I will upload the pages of your revision guides that you should complete before the following Friday. The sections I list will be areas we have already covered. At the back of the revision guides are mark schemes so you can check how you have done. If there is an area you are finding particularly difficult, let me know.
The Ancient Greece homework project is optional for Y6s this half term.
Maths p.19-22 and p. 24-25
*Miss p.23 as we will be moving on to that soon and be aware that they demonstrate long division using a different method to the one we have used in class*
*Miss p.18 and 19*
Reading + p.22-25
*HINT - ways to find a noun phrase - you can replace the who phrase with a pronoun e.g. it, he, she, they*
Maths p.23, p.26, p.34
Maths+ p.22-23, p.56-58
SPAG+p. 28-29, 36-37
Maths p. 35-38
Maths+ p.54-55, 60
SPAG p.34-35, 42-45
Maths p.28-30, p.39
Maths+ p.24, p.26-27
Maths p. 27, p.31-32, p.58
Maths+p.19, p.28, p.35
Maths p.33, p.43-44, p.59-60, p.64-65
Maths+ p.25, p.32-34, p.36 p40-41
Maths p.42, p.52-53, p.66-68,
Reading + p.54-57
SPAG + p.30-35
Maths p.56-57, p.62
Maths + p.42-45
This half term, we will be looking at:
History - famous architects
Geography - where did/do these famous architects come from?
RE - Salvation (What difference does the resurrection make to Christians?)
Art/DT - architectural designs
Computing - 3D modelling
PE - cricket and rounders
PSHCEE - Living in the wider world
PPA - French and Music
BBC Radio 2 Short Stories Competition
For the past couple of week, we have been working hard planning, writing and editing our very own 500 word short stories to enter into the BBC Radio 2 Short Stories Competition. All the children have done brilliantly; here are some examples of their work:
The Light Chasers by Ellie
I was lost. I was alone. I was frightened but I kept going. Further and further down the long, damp, dingy tunnel. Lost and worried, frightened and anxious, I followed the light that was keeping me alive. I started to jog which turned into a run as my light was growing distant. Down there, it was deathly silent; the only noise was my echoing footsteps sprinting across the stone floor. It felt like the walls were closing in; the air was slowly growing thinner. Rasping for breath I slowed, but not enough to let it catch me. It will never catch me, for I know all the secrets of the evil lurking in the shadows. I know that I have to follow the light guiding me to freedom. I will carry on chasing the light and I will not let it beat me, for I am a light chaser.
I am not the only one. There are more of us. All chasing the light; all hoping for freedom.
I found them on that fateful night when the darkness was trying really hard to catch me. At first I just thought it was growing restless, getting tired of being so close to catching me. I ran on and on and found myself in some sort of chamber. Lying there in the middle, was a lit torch. I bolted to grab the torch but immediately jumped back. My hand did not meet cold rubber but five pairs of cold, trembling hands. Suddenly, a light flickered illuminating the room. I gasped. Five others stood around the torch, all stunned as we could not remember the last time we saw the light. To my left was a girl with blonde hair. She wore a snow white dress; her blue eyes trained on me. On my right, a boy with unruly hair wearing roller skates. Opposite, a boy with glasses and a maroon hoodie reading, “Josh the Boss”. Next to him, a boy hugging a football as if it was a baby and finally two girls were huddled together. One wore a midnight blue hoodie with silver trainers and the other wore a red fluffy jumper. Her chestnut brown hair was in pigtails and she had her nose nestled in a book. The Josh the Boss boy cleared his throat,
“Hello everyone, I’m Josh and I’ve been running from the darkness for a long time.”
Each person introduced themselves and then it was my turn. I tried to avoid their gaze and found myself staring at a door at the back of the wall.
“Hey give me that torch!” I exclaimed, excitement dancing in my eyes as I caught it. I pressed the button, and an automated voice spoke:
“Well done and thank you for your bravery. You have set me free and rid the land of darkness. Your prize is freedom. Open the door and be free.”
We had chased the light; we had beat the darkness. We stepped forward; we were free.
The diary of a shark by Josh
It was a sunny day; I remember it perfectly. We were in our cave, me and my wife and my son. All the thousands of stingrays, it was a massacre. They headed to our cave. I told my son and wife to hide, I told them I would hold them off. I thought I was unstoppable then I thought I could do anything. That is why I am here in a prison camp in a tiny reef.
We are fed on stale dead, purposely small, neon-green sardines on a coral try for each meal. We each have a personal big, well fed, strong guard stingray. Plus, the forty scattered at the entrances. They had oil rooms. I shall never forget the shrill scream I heard there.
I found out you can die in an enclosed room with other filthy, grimy and weak prisoners. They would give you no food.
This the day I made a fatal mistake. I had seen lots of whippings but this one was the last straw. It was a child: he looked like my son about the same age he would be now. I lost my temper. I bit and killed the stingray doing the whipping. My blue skin turned green with envy. It seemed as I was sending out waves. Then all hell broke loose. The shark attacked. I did not know what the others were thinking but I wanted revenge. I fort for my separated family. Bitter, bitter resentment filled my veins. Although, after five minutes they had us under control. Surrounded, exhausted, wounded the remaining five of use surrendered. They locked us in a cell. They put thirty-five sardines through a hole each week. One for each of use every day assuring we all survived.
Two people died today of their wounds.
I do not know why it happened. I might just be unfortunate. I may have just been at the wrong place at the wrong time. But either way, I was still there when an earthquake happened. The tectonic plates moved. Most of the stingrays got out. None of the sharks did, we were trapped.
We were weak and hungry probably only have on day left.
The light’s fading, I hope I am not dying. I have got an hour left, the world’s fading, the light’s dimming.
Five minutes, I heard digging. One minute, they are almost here. Ten seconds, five seconds, four, three, two… I felt something down my throat, food! I then slept, I was exhausted.
I am awarded a Victoria Coral. I still am only thinking of my family. I find them weeping. I go up to them and shout surprise. They jump. I laugh at that. I saw my son, he has grown, his teeth are sharp daggers. Our son will become a father. We will become grandparents.
Adrien’s Log by Archie
It all started with the drill. The ancient base. The distress beacon transmitter. My name is Adrien and I was lucky to survive. One day, at the drill site (where my Dad works) my Dad had managed to drill to the earth’s core. While everybody was celebrating in the vast empty concrete room, the sensors picked up a structure attached to the earth’s crust. Something ancient. Then the drill site’s alarm started to scream out something in another language. The computer slightly translated it.
“ALARM @@@ TRIGGERED @@@ BACKUP @@@ SEARCH AND DESTROY!” that’s when it happened…
Today class we’ll be learning about atomic masses.” cheerfully exclaimed Miss Hoover as we sat in class. “Now I will show you a video explaining atomic mass and how they work.” Then the TV said,
“BROADCASTING @@@ SENDING HELP @@@ ALARM @@@ ATTACK IMMINENT!”
And now here we are in a post-apocalyptic war. And being me, a scrawny little eleven year old boy who cannot lift his own weight, is not good. Now our job is to survive but when dad passed away from a disease it became herd. Mrs Hoover is feeling very sick and Jack – the pilot – does not feel great either. I think we are dying. The aliens brought air-borne diseases and now we are dying. I do not think we can cure it.
It is the next day and Miss Hoover has green circular blotches all over her face and skin. Thirty-two to be exact. The spots, blotches, coughing and itching are getting worse. Miss Hoover, who secretly has a crush on Jack, is dying and I cannot save her.
Today we are moving. We were living in a derelict toilet block which was not pleasant. Immediately above us was the alien hive ship. We are going to a prison to see what we can find. I am terrified because we might find criminals or aliens or worse. Quickly, we strode in. It was more pleasant than the toilets and could hold back an alien attack. Probably. Maybe. Hopefully…
I woke up this morning and found Miss Hoover dead! Engulfed in green blotches and foaming at the mouth. The first in the chain of deaths this vile disease has created. My skin is becoming itchy too and it’s getting harder and harder to write. Jack is nearly at the final stages of this disease and he will too soon die. Then I will be next.
My friends have passed and I am the only one left. But is it reassuring to know that when I die I will become part of this beautiful planet. This will be my final entry before the inevitable stages of the disease reach me. Goodbye…
Spring 1 - Ancient Greece
This half term, we will be exploring:
History - Ancient Greece
Geography - Comparing ancient and modern Greece
Art/ DT -Greek pottery
Science - Animals including humans
RE - Salvation: What did Jesus do to save human beings?
PSHCEE - Living in the wider world
PE - Swimming (Y5), Dance (Y6) and Gymnastics (both)
Autumn 2 - Leisure and entertainment through the ages
This half term, our topic will be 'Leisure and entertainment throughout the ages'. The areas we will focus on include:
History - leisure and entertainment in the 20th and 21st Centuries
RE - pilgrimages
PSHCEE - relationships
DT - baking
PE - Dance, swimming and basketball
French and Music (PPA)
Welcome to Arachnid Class!
We are a mixed age Years 5 and 6 class. Miss Lane is our teacher and Mrs Claxton is our TA.
Important information for parents and children:
· PE will take place on Tuesdays and Wednesdays but please make sure that you always have your indoor and outdoor PE kits in school as these days may change due to other activities.
· You are expected to read at least 5 times a week. This could be with an adult or on your own. If you do read on your own, please make sure your parent still signs your reading record. This year, Arachnids have new reading records. Please make sure after each book you have read you write a summary of the book.
· Spelling tests will take place once a fortnight. In school, children will be learning spelling rules and words from the Year 5 and 6 word list. The spelling tests will reflect either rules we have been learning in class or words we have been practising from the word list.
· Homework will be half term projects which link to the topic we will be covering in lessons.
Our first topic this year will be 'Earth and beyond'. Where possible, our learning will link with our topic. The areas we will cover this half term include:
This half term we will be learning about:
The children have written some excellent stories, including flashbacks, based on the short film 'The Piano' which has no words. The emotive language they have used is incredible!
Slowly, the old man laid his old hands on the beast of black and white. Gliding angelically, he pressed the keys gently; something was stirring in his mind. His body lent into the piano following a certain rhythm. The ring – which was on his unstable hands – glistened as he swiftly played, a brighter tune developed: something had lightened his mind…
It was nine years ago. A shadowed figure sat with him, it was his wife. The familiar sound of hope made the man look up. Her sad, unfamiliar eyes looked upon the sad man. She hesitantly started to move towards him. An ice-cold stone kiss was laid upon his cheek. She started to disappear, but never wanted to. The man’s eyes looked up and smiled faintly.
The sound of gunshot and blood-spill created an uneasy silence. It was sixty-five years ago (when it all happened) and the man’s attention was caught. He sprinted for his life, head filled with doubts. He slammed his shoulder against the only shelter he had, a fallen-down wall. Longingly, he fell to his knees, wishing that he was at home with his dearest family. The old man looked down to his watch; he had to do it. His tired eyes glimpsed his brother. Should he? Yes! “Michael, now ya safe to go!”
The soldier looked at him, right in the eyes, almost saying goodbye but there was no need for speech. He nodded back with a scared look: there was no going back now.
The brother darted around the corner, ready to pull the trigger. He was too late. A bullet hit him in the chest. The man rushed to him, laying him on his knees. The hand of the soldiers was clutched by the man. Once again, they looked each other in the eyes. Thoughts buzzed around his head. “Did I do this; did I kill my brother; was it my fault?”
The soldier took his last look of the world as his head fell back - lifeless. He was too guilty to look at the world as the soldiers’ head rocked backwards. In his arms lay a dead body, he looked to the sky for a sign of hope…
His playing slowed and his mind was lost in nightmares and dreams. The keys obeyed every note. He suddenly remembered. A child played in front of him; yet it was him. His father walked towards him and gave him a large blue box, decorated with pearl-white ribbons. He opened it, rejoicing, as he found a hobby horse inside. Grabbing it carefully, he jumped on to it and ran. The music changed as he galloped. He went behind the piano: his shoes had changed. Out came a much more modern boy who was playing with his toy. It was his grandson. He sprinted towards his grandfather and sat next to him. As the old man played the last chord, the boy played with him. Finally, the man’s face smiled with joy!
Written by Ana
The ancient man started playing the pitch-black piano so sadly and elegantly that it almost makes you cry. His fingers brushed so slowly on the keys that it makes his finger look like they’re not touching the piano. His ring glimmered in the one light shining above him. His eyes gradually moved from side to side. His eyes were wide open but a small wrinkle made him look like he wanted to cry. An image of his wife appeared next to him. Then she kissed him: her smooth and cold lips passed through his cheeks like a reflection in the air.
Then a medical helmet from the war appeared on his head. He was thinking about his life before now. The medic sprinted for safety. He clutched his back against his hand against the cold, dark wall. He couldn’t hear anything but the sound of death and gun shots. Families behind him ran – to get safe – to get help. Guns were being fired; they wanted to kill everyone. Planes raced rapidly through the sky, bombs blew up everywhere around him. It was a horrible sight. Dead bodies covered the floor making it almost impossible to walk past them. The scream was heard by the medic as he looked behind him. He looked behind him and saw a dead soldier. He looked to the side: he saw a soldier a few feet away. He got his gun ready. “AHHH!” a solider got shot behind him but he was too late to help. The soldier next to him walked to see if he could go out of safety to shoot. The medic nodded back. The soldier slowly leaped out of safety but before he could shoot he got shot. The bullet pulled right through his stomach. The medic ran towards him. He picked him up and held his hand and then he passed away. He should have helped.
It was now 70 years ago. He was a little boy. He excitedly opened a present his mum gave him. It was a fake wooden horse. He started galloping around like a crazy monkey. Then his clothes changed to modern day clothes. He changed to the man’s grandson. He put his horse to the piano. Then the boy played the last note and then they both shared a big smile together.
Written by James
The old man gently moves his finger across the piano. The old man’s face was like a broken heart. The man was playing high on the piano, a song like a man who was upset. Suddenly, there was someone who started playing, but then there was like an elegant kiss that touches the old mans’ cheeks. Then the old man started to smile, it was like pure love but the woman disappeared.
It was 5 years ago. The soldier sprinted towards the wall (which was cold and white). Looking at his watch, the soldier turned and looked at the other soldier. The old man nodded at the other soldier, it was like the man knew it was clear. The soldier swiftly turned around the rough edge of the wall. All you could hear is the sound of a gunshot and a man who is an upset soul being killed, and a father of a family, was shot. Two seconds later, the soldier was lying in the old man’s arms. He took a single breath, and then he was gone. The old man looked up and imagined what it would be like if he was the other soldier. The old man said,
“If it was not for me; if I had looked first; if I took care of him, a life would not been taken.”
The gunshot; the signals the old man gave him, and watched him. The piano was all he had, he was alone since then. If the old man has saved his life, if the soldier was alive, the old man would not be alone. The old man did not do anything of that so he is alone, all he has is his family. The old man was guilty because he did not try to help him. The old man felt guilty. The old man was upset…
Next, the old man was a boy, but then the boy gets a toy; a toy wooden horse. So he gallops and gallops all the time, but then he turns into the old mans’ grandson. So he jumps onto the stool the old man is sitting on, and then they play the piano together. The little boy presses one key and it goes bing because he is happy. The man was an ancient old man. The piano was played by the happy old man. There is happiness in him still.
Written by Sophie H
Poem of the Pancakes
Written by Ana
Us pancakes are strange creatures,
We only lack in food features,
You can top us with something sweet,
But nobody can out-do us when it comes to something to eat!
We can be folded, rolled or be eaten flat,
We're the favourite food for a rat,
Some people know it as Shrove Tuesday,
But like us - it's Pancake Day!
This half term, we will be having 'A Peek at the Peak District'!
Our topics will be:
Our new topic this half term is:
This half term our topics will be:
Our first week back will focus on healthy hearts and minds, we will be uploading a special video from this week to our class page, stay tuned!
What is Art?
This half term, Arachnid's topic will be 'What is Art?'. Arachnids will be focusing on landscape art and will research and learn about a range of different artists, different techniques they use and how to compare works of art.
As well as learning about landscape art, Arachnids will also be learning about the following areas:
Welcome to Arachnid class!
We are a mixed Years 5 and 6 class and our teachers are Miss Lane and Miss Harris. Our topic this term is Anglo-Saxons. We will be learning about invasions, settlements, kingdoms, lifestyle and lots lots more!
As well as learning about Anglo-Saxons, Arachnids will also be learning about the following areas:
PE: This term, PE sessions are on Tuesdays and Thursdays. Please ensure your child has a complete indoor kit (shorts and t-shirt) and outside kit (tracksuit, t-shirt and trainers).
Reading: Please ensure your child reads 3 times a week and record this in your child’s monkey book. This can be with an adult or independently. Monkey books will be checked on Mondays and any children who have not read 3 times will have to attend a reading club.
Spelling: Each week at school children will be learning or revising a spelling rule. At the end of the week, the children will be tested on the spelling rule AND 5 spellings from the ‘Years 5 and 6 spelling list’ which has been send home. Please help your child practise their spellings.
Homework: Homework this half term will be a project; information will be sent home this week.
Please don’t hesitate to speak to me if you have any questions or concerns
End of Year Expectations
Reading - key objectives (Years 5 and 6)
In school, reading is taught through a range of different activities. Children will read and discuss texts as a class, in small groups, in pairs as well as individually with adults.
Writing - key objectives (Years 5 and 6)
Maths - key objectives Year 5
Maths - key objectives Year 6
Welcome to Arachnids!
Our topic for this term is...
We will be finding out about the water cycle, climate change, art inspired by weather and many other fascinating facts.
Do you have any ideas for this page? Why not let Miss Puttock know.
Have you seen the Kids' Zone? Play games and visit some cool websites. You can vote for your favourites.