With the school year rapidly approaching an end, this will probably be the last entry on the blog.
What a year it has been! I have enjoyed teaching all of you and wish you all the best as you move up to Year Six and into Secondary Education.
With the school year rapidly approaching an end, this will probably be the last entry on the blog.
What a year it has been! I have enjoyed teaching all of you and wish you all the best as you move up to Year Six and into Secondary Education.
Congratulations to all the children of Seahorse Class who are in Year Six. Your SATs results were incredible – even better than I had hoped for.
Well done! I feel so proud of all of you. You managed to stay quite relaxed about the whole thing, yet put in a magnificent effort during that intense week.
Brilliant! I am so chuffed!
Kind regards, and best wishes for the future,
The Robot.
I am surrounded and yet alone
My loved one is fading
so, oh please my Lord
save him.
I need him to be happy.
Every day I pray
Take him gently.
Help get me through.
If I could save a single soul
Let it be his.
He’s gone
He is never coming
We had a love that can not be broken.
Help me through.
Show me this love will echo through the ages.
The wind will always whisper his name
And the river carry his words
Because he fades like an echo
Eerie and solemn.
He departs from me softly and sweetly.
My love has left the world
And so must I.
By NinjaBean.
Envy in her heart
Memories in her mind
Piercing her
The sadness
Yelps in the street
Sitting there,
The wetness of rain
Rages her heart.
Empties her
Electricity builds up in her brain
Till she’s gone.
By Lemon
I would like to say a big WELL DONE to all the children in year six who put such a lot of effort into their SAT’s this week. I feel very proud of you all.
The Robot
He was alone, swallowed by the cold, sad drakness.
Surrounded by the melody of sorrow, he sat thinking about what was, what is and what could have been.
The ghostly shadow of the woman he loved took his hand, comfoting him, reassuring him.
She kissed his cheek and faded.
“Goodbye, my love”.
And with a single, gleaming tear drop, the music stopped.
By NinjaBean
Dear Mr Jones,
I am writing to inform you about town abuse around Norton Radstock .We live in a town full of litter and need rubbish o immediately before flowers and creatures die by eating or drinking our litter.
Children are safer if there is no litter around the schools and town.Kids could trip over litter and get hurt by litter.
Our town would be more popular if there was no litter, and more people won’t get hurt in every-day life.Our town is getting polluted every day by people dropping litter into rivers and woodland around are area.
To conclude,we really need rubbish collecters to make our streets and town a better place.If Norton Radstock was litter free we could save hundreds of plants and animals.
Yours sincerely,
Mr Lemon
The golden key
Locks up Winter
and frees
Spring
By Lemon.
The birds sing a sweet melody,
as I sit by the stream,
wondering what they sing.
The trees do a salsa
whilst birds sing a rhythm,
as the stream flows gently,
under the wooden rope bridge.
By BabyBond