Children's Work: Year 6

GOLD READING AWARD ARTICLE

by Sophie (The first pupil to gain the gold reading award certificate)

It's a real achievement by getting your gold reading award.

It has also improved my choice and genres of what to read. Now I cannot go to bed without reading a book! I sometimes fall asleep with a book on my face! Looking through my reading diary I have really enjoyed the activities and the books, of course.

Some of my favourite books are:

'Clarence Bean - Don't Look Now' by Lauren Child.
'A Hero's History of the Victorians' by Colour History.
'Animal Ark' (A series of books) by Lucy Daniels.
'Maggie's Holiday' by Jill Dow.

I have really enjoyed working towards my gold standard reading award! I am pleased that I managed to do this before leaving Class 6!

"Well done, Sophie, this is a great achievement. I hope that you never lose your love of reading!" said Mr Middleditch.

'HORROR' WRITING

by Imogen

There was a knock at the door. A stranger; Mr Smith went into his room and grabbed his pocket knife. He crept down the stairs, looked around him and peered through the glass hole in the door. The man was tall, hooded and had black clothes.

"Open the door!" demanded the stranger.

"Tell me who you are," Mr Smith replied, slowly unlocking the door.

"I am it," the stranger announced.

Curiously, shaking with fear, Mr Smith slowly opened the door. Mr Smith stood behind the door as it swung open. He saw a clenched fist. He gasped! Ready for a fight, Mr Smith got out his pocket knife. He heard the click of a gun.

"Come out, come out, wherever you are...!" whispered the stranger. Mr Smith pounced at him with his knife. The stranger swiftly moved out of the way. Mr Smith gulped. This man was tougher than he thought. He felt as small as a mouse.

"You're going to have to do better than that, boy!" chuckled the man. Mr Smith ran upstairs, clumsily falling over as he went. The stranger followed him, opening his bedroom door knowing Mr Smith was at a dead end. The door was locked. The stranger kicked it in. Then again, then again. It took three to four kicks to knock down the door. But when he looked around the room, no one was there...

THE STRANGE DAY (Using dialogue)

by Helena W

On a normal day Bobby and Holly were walking to school. They were both ten years old. Holly said, "I heard Ben say that there was a ghost in school, but it only appeared at night."

Bobby replied, "OK, we will go to school at twelve-o-clock."

At Twelve-o-clock.

Bobby got up. It was 11.34. He put his yellow coat on and ran out of the door, down the stairs and out of the front door. Bobby met Holly there and panted, "You open the door OK?"

"No, I was here first."

"OK!" and Bobby opened the gate - it creaked.

"Aaaahhh! It's a ghost. Help me," screeched Holly.

"Don't worry. It is only the gate. Come on, follow me," whispered Bobby. They walked in clutching each other's hand. When they walked in the old school they saw the ghost of Mr Mog.

"That's weird," said Holly. They walked on and saw lots of rotting flesh. Holly ran home. Bobby just looked then ran home!

"Well done Helena, you have presented this conversation correctly and it is easy to follow. A careful use of punctuation."

THE END

by Camron

.....The beam of light faded away. Jodie and Bob were scared, so they ran out of the woods and Jodie looked back, not knowing that she was heading for a small boulder poking out of the ground! She tripped up! Hit her head on another rock, and was left unconscious. Bob came to her and said, "Please don't leave me!" Then, he saw the spaceship and ran.

"An exciting ending, Camron."

My Worst Meal

by Ben

My worst meal is fish-head soup with a side dish of broccoli casserole, caked in a stilton sauce and salt and pepper.

The sight of this dish, when my mum smacks it down on the table, is so repulsive I jump out of my seat; the fish-head sprouts out and starts to talk to me: "Eat me, eat me!"

"Who are you?" I asked.

My mum butts in, "Who are you talking to?"

I replied, "No-one mum."

It smells like horse manure. It is so revolting my nose falls off. Everyone is covering their noses, but hiding from the smell with their hands, so my mum does not see.

My mum forces me to eat it, but the texture is like cold cement. I pick up my spoon, plop the soup into my mouth, hold my hand to my mouth and I run to the bathroom. The fish starts attacking my mouth and for the rest of the meal I am am stuck in the bathroom!!!!

The thing that makes it my worst meal is the appearance, the fish heads sprouting out and visions of it talking to me, watching my every move!

This certainly is your worst meal!

My Story - Chapter 1

by Chavez

My mother opened the bomb shelter door and out came a strange creaking sound. There loads of mothers and children. The mum sat down with me in her arms, looking at my brother munching some cake. It tasted creamy and slimey. My mum sang me a gentle song as I slowly closed my eyes.

I woke up and my brother said, "Hey! Come outside!"

Outside there was a fireman sputtering water everywhere. The church was blown half off! Just then a cat, Henry, jumped into my mother's arms. "What is the matter with you, Henry?" said my mother.

I saw my friend Max. We couldn't talk, but it felt like we were talking to each other. My mum was talking to Max's mum. Me and Max walked to the church and a fireman said, "Oi! Go back to your mums." We did go back to our mums, but I saw my house. It was gone!

We had to live at Max's house until our house was fixed. We were asleep. I was asleep next to Max, until...

Wooorr!

The alarm went off. "Not again please! Not again!"

Sadly, the Max's family future was ended and Max was there no more. I kneeled in front of Max and cried on his clothes.

Do now, everyday, I go to his grave and cry my little eyes out, like someone had pulled on them. Then, the grave seemed to speak and I heard Max's voice: "When you are older you will fight for me."

Ellen MacArthur - What a Life!

by Elli

Ellen MacArthur was a very good sailor; she also has a number one life. Ellen was born in 1976. She is 31 years old and when she was 17 she sailed around Britain. She was born in Derbyshire, nowhere near the sea. Ellen set the world record, besides sailing 1000 miles in 1996. Ellen saved all of her dinner money to buy a boat. She sailed around the Atlantic with no-one beside her to talk to her, or accompany her.

Ellen's first boat was called 'The Penny Bit.' She had to sail whatever the weather. If Ellen needed the toilet, she wouldn't be able to because there wasn't one! Imagine not having a toilet!

Ellen raced in a 2700 mile race. She won the yachtsman of the year for great sailing. Ellen travelled around the Atlantic in 94 days! She had no drinking water and only had a bit of food. She was in the lead and then got taken over in the race. She came back, but wasn't in the lead and still competing. She came second!

Superb organisation, Elli!

Great Expectations

by Callum

Quickly, because I was terribly scared, I ran home as fast as I could; my heart trembling with terror, my boots flicking dew up in my face. I reached home, my sister clasping me with open arms.

"Where have you been?" shouted my sister, with a worried voice.

"At..tt..tt..the gra..ve..ve..ya..rr..rd," I said, still not over the experience.

"Slow down," said my sister in a motherly voice.

"There was a man with a piece of metal attached to his leg," I said, "A very mean, mean man who said he'd cut me throat!"

My sister explained that the man might have been an excaped convict. We then ran to tell the gaol guards.

Excellent writing Callum - most impressive!