Form 4

Autumn Term 2007

Pupils' Page

Examples of current Year 4 pupils' work from last year when they were in Form 3 can bee seen here.

Why have a dog? By Max

Dogs are great fun. Get one, two or maybe even three.

The dog you want to have

Dogs are great fun, definitely. Black Labradors are very funny. You should get a Labrador, or your favourite dog.

Things to buy

There are things you need to buy for your dog. You will need toys and dog food and bowls for your dog to eat from.

Food

The food you will need is: dog biscuits and dog food (a big bag)

Keeping healthy and clean

You need to give your dog a walk every day. If you can, you need to take her to the river.

How to do it

When your dog has been good you must give it a treat.

Why have a dog?

Dogs are great friends. They are very good company. You must get one sometime.

Continuing a story, set in Anglo-Saxon times, about being kidnapped:

by Naomi

The cold morning air made me shiver and I awoke. The old woman threw a stone at my head and shouted, “Get up, lazy pig!” and threw me into a muddy puddle. She kicked me out of the door and said, “Go and get some water!” I had bare feet. I felt lonely and miserable. I missed my Mom and Dad. I missed when my Mum cuddled me. I missed my food and when my Dad and I go and make spears together. I missed playing with my brothers.

I wondered if I would be here forever and ever in this horrible place. I kept thinking about my parents and how they told me how to escape. I tried, but the cold blooded woman kept following me. I couldn’t escape. 

by Toby

The cold morning air made me shiver and I awoke. “Get up, you lazy pig,” said the old woman. “Here, you get the breakfast. If your lucky you might get the left overs, if your quick,” the old woman said. Then I asked, “Can I sleep inside tonight?” I thought that was not a very good idea and I was right. She threw a spear at me. I nearly got hit. I was lucky. “No!” shouted the woman. Once she threw the spear, I felt miserable, lonely, hopeless. Would I be stuck in this hell hole for ever?

Writing a play-script: Fanny has lunch with Papa, by Antonia

Time: a century ago

Place: In a dining room, sat around a large dining table

Papa:  So, how was school today?

Fanny: Fine, Papa.

Emma: But we had to learn a story from the Bible off by heart. (Sighs)

Papa:   And how are you getting along with that? I shall be expecting to hear it.

Albert:  Where’s my food?

Papa:   Don’t be so rude, Albert. Mary, will you please bring in the food?

Mary:   Yes, Sir. (Mary leaves and returns with the food. She serves it)

Papa:   Thank you, Mary. (Takes a sip of wine.)

Fanny:  This is lovely. (Smiles.)

Albert:   Urrgg! It’s not cooked. (Pushes food away)

Papa:    Albert! Stop it or you will eat your food in the nursery!

Albert:   Yes, Papa. (Pulls food back, but too far, so the plate falls off the table)

Papa:    Albert, go straight to bed! You broke the plate.

Emma:  Oh my gosh! Who’s going to clean it up?

Papa:    Mary is. (Turns to Mary) Mary!

Mary:    Yes, Sir. (She kneels down and starts to eat the food off the floor.)

Papa:    What are you doing, Mary?

Mary:    Doing what you said, Sir. (She backs away.)

Papa:    I didn’t ask you to eat it off the floor.

Mary:    Sorry, Sir.

Papa:    You are fired!

Mary:     Yes, Sir. (Said with a bit of food in her mouth.)

Papa:     Now go!

Mary:     Yes, Sir.

Fanny:   So we can’t have any pudding?

Papa:     Yes, no pudding. You children should be at Sunday School. Now go!

Albert:    Owwww!

Papa:     Don’t do that, Albert. Sit up straight! Now GO!

Emma:   Come on, let us go. (Sighs)

Tudor Letters

Form 4 was asked to write the letter that either Henry the Eighth or Catherine of Aragon might have written to each other.

George 

Dear Catherine,

After many years of marriage I have no love for you. After the disappointment of not having a son and heir to my throne, I think we should part.

After talking to many advisors, I have decided to divorce you. We will no longer be married and you will be free.

I hope this is over quickly.

Yours sincerely,

Seung yeon 

Dear Henry,

You know I love you and please don’t behead me or divorce me if I don’t get a baby boy, because I love you very much. I like being married to you because we’re in charge of both countries, England and Spain.

With all my love,

Yellow, by Min Je

 Yellow is yummy melon,

Yellow is sour lemon,

Yellow is the warm glow of candle light,

Yellow is a plastic, shiny raincoat,

Yellow is tasty sweetcorn,

Yellow is noisy duck,

Yellow is the soft sand of the beach,

Yellow is a bright bike,

Yellow is smelly shirts,

Yellow is my new football kit,

Yellow is a bunch of bananas,

Yellow is a stinky cheese,

Yellow is fluffy, newborn chicks,

Yellow is Plantagenet’s kit,

Yellow is a stripy, busy bee.

Yellow, by Max

 Yellow is soft as sand from the beach,

Yellow is a bunch of delicious bananas,

Yellow is a pair of brand new hair bands,

Yellow is really good chips,

Yellow is old paper,

Yellow is golden pollen,

Yellow is a stripy busy bee,

Yellow is long blond hair,

Yellow is plastic shiny raincoats,

Yellow is reflective strips,

Yellow is candlelight,

Yellow is zesty grapefruit,

Yellow is a sour lemon,

Yellow is sunlight,

Yellow is tasty cheese

Poems inspired by harvest time

Harvest time is finally here,

Lots of food to eat.

 Juicy apples to crunch,

Hard potatoes to boil,

Bananas that shine,

Orange carrots to fry

And don’t forget the green lime.

Grapes so purple

Grapefruit, pears and broccoli too.

Everyone gathers to give thanks

Christians pray for a happy day,

Celebrating harvest time.  

                                                                               By Antonia and Naomi

Heaven is harvest time, ginormous piles of delicious food

Roast dinners,

Italian pasta,

Salad with coleslaw,

Lentil stew,

Marmite sandwiches,

French bread and cheese,

Fish and chips,

Smoked salmon rolls,

Malted wheat cereal,

Egg on toast.

All these foods are fantastic!

We give thanks at Harvest for all the food we eat.

Harvest time is for collecting the crops.

At school, collecting food for others in need.

Beans we bring them, in a round tin,

Bread, white, brown, loaves in packets,

Tomatoes, green, red, big and juicy,

Cabbage, round as aball

Oranges, dripping with sweetness, ummmmm

The food we bring is displayed in the Hall

A tablecloth of autumn colours,

Straw, scarecrows and dollies.

Harvest assembly, little children sing

‘Oats and beans and barley grow’.

Big children read poems about food and seasons.

Harvest is great!!