Showing posts with label 5JB. Show all posts
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Tuesday, 8 December 2015

Space Diary by Patrick, 5JB

I had an incredible day on Mars! We woke up to find we were on Mars! As my two companions Commanders Log and Sid were snoring away happily, I tiptoed down to the aisle. Sure exhilaration filled my body as I sat down to eat my cookie sandwich. Soon after, I was waving my hands in the air saying, "wake up!" With that, I put on the heavy, lumpy suit. Excitedly, I shot out the door! A huge rock was standing next to the scorched, forlorn, mouldy, old rocket. I stepped out on to the hot, red rock. Slowly, I bent down and touched the warm glow of rock. As my two companions trailed behind me, I stopped and stared. My mouth dropped open as wide as a elephant! Slowly I trembled over... to a mud house! 

My attention was taken when Commander Sid fainted! Log said he would go back, so I started to trek though the wavering dust. I should have gone back but a gooey, green and sloppy thing with one eye came squelching before me. I sprinted as fast as I could in my space suit. A dust of misty mess trailing behind. Soon enough I got back. I slammed open the hard, metal, ice-cold door and my legs pushed me in. "What was that?" I said under my breath. "I'll find out tomorrow." I sat down on the hard seat and breathed a sigh of relief as I chewed through a nice sandwich made of chilli peppers which blew my mouth out.  Just then, NASA announced we had found life - Well Done! 

Slowly but carefully, I crept into bed and fell sound asleep.

Spooky Story by Lily, 5JB

One thundery night, Jake, who was very courageous, crept slowly through the damp, mysterious woods. Meanwhile, he found an abandoned cottage which had brown leaves and broken branches falling into the chimney. Pointy, sharp thorns were surrounding the old cottage. Tip-toeing towards the house, he faltered when he heard a loud noise. He panicked. Soon he got to the cottage and opened the creaky, black door. ''Hello is anybody there?" said Jake frightened.

Without closing the door, he headed towards the main living room and looked around. In the corner of his eye, there was a shimmering, shiny piece of gold on a dusty, dirty book on a mantelpiece.  "There's a warning on it: Strange things will happen to you in the house. Open if you dare! I don't think that's true! What's on the back? This will happen if you open it alone," murmured Jake.  Jake looked around and heard absolute silence.   He could only hear the broken branches breaking from outside.  Seconds later, he opened the book.  "This is just an old book! Nothing is going to happen!" shouted Jake.

Suddenly the creaky, un-oiled doors slammed as fast as a speedy panther.  He crept towards the wooden door and opened it tentatively.  "I need to get out of here," muttered Jake loudly.  He heard a noise . You cant get out! Jake was frightened . There was a revolting smell coming from from the kitchen and the mysterious voice came again. You are haunted Jake! " How did you know my name replied Jake. Jake saw the shinning, golden, shimmering book glowing. He walked towards the book and close it. Soon, he found a hammer next to a box. Jake grabbed the hammer. The stomping was still very loud but, he managed to smash the window open as fast as light. He jumped out and he was free! " I'm never going there again!" screamed Jake.

Spooky Story by Joe, 5JB

One cold, miserable evening, two boys named Max, who was very courageous, and Lewis, who was very nervous, stumbled over the crooked path that led to an abandoned cottage without realising it, after being waterlogged by a rain cloud that soaked them head to toe. 
"I wonder where this weird path leads to," giggled Max, knowing that Lewis was afraid.
"I don't know, but I don't want to find out." Suddenly, Max walked straight into a disintegrating wall. 
He then exclaimed, "Woah," after he picked himself up from the floor.  "Is that some sort of cottage?"  

Then, out of nowhere, the door swung open with an ear-splitting creak. "I dare you to go in!" they both chanted at the same time.  So, even though it was surprising for Lewis, they both went in.  
"What has happened here?!" Lewis yelled, looking at the bloody footprints on the wall and bones on the floor.  Max didn't hear because he was studying the strange book on the mantlepiece.  He went to pick it up.
"Weird. It's called..." he muttered to himself. "If you open this thing the billers will sing and if you come in a scream team you will soon hear a scream."

"Don't open it," Lewis said. 
"Don't worry.  It's all pish posh," he said but before he opened it, he noticed the mesmerising colour of the book: purple with gold stripes.  Pretty, he thought, as he opened it. 
"Awww, it's blank," he groaned, slamming it loudly shut.  A loud thud sounded suddenly behind him.  He spun around only to see a lifeless Lewis with bleeding ears lying on the floor, dead.  He wondered how a book slamming could kill someone.  It was then Max started hallucinating really bad.  So bad it was like he was dying.  Something warm and wet wrapped around his ankle like a tongue.  It fact...it was a tongue.  He went to the door, trying to pull the tongue off.  It was locked.  Suddenly, the tongue-like thing got hauled rapidly into a basement pulling a screaming Max with it.  A loud burp echoed around the village. 

Fashion Through The Years by Libby, 5JB

In this report, I am focusing on how fashion has charged over three decades 1900s, 1900s and 1940s. I will be explaining the similarities and differences between the decades - there will also be conclusion.

Firstly, I would like to discuss the differences over the years. The first difference I would like to tell you about is the outfits and how they have changed over the years. In the 1900s they wore s-bend corset style tops with a pair of trousers. In the 1920s they wore barrel shaped outfits. And last but not least, in the 1900s they wore knee - high skirts, with boxy jackets.

Furthermore, another difference is the materials that the outfits were made out of. In the 1900s, the clothes they had were mostly made out of different types of fabric. In the 1920s, the clothes were made of curtains with patterns on from the windows. The reason for clothes being made from curtains from the window was because in the 1940s there was a war and this affected the money they had and also what materials they could buy.  Finally, the clothes in the 1940s were mostly made from cotton and fluffy fabrics.  

On the other hand, exactly the same things have remained the same about fashion over the years.  One such similarity is the hats they wore.  All throughout the 1900s and the 1920s, they wore hats.  I think the reasons they were hats in those times were because they may have had to cover their heads back then and also they might have wanted to cover their heads from the sun in hot countries as well. 

Additionally, fashion has also remained the same because we have always worn clothes that are made out of fabrics, cotton and fur, sometimes even wool.  Jackets were often worn.  I think this is because people liked to keep warm and also keep their shoulders covered.

In conclusion, I believe that there are many similarities and differences.  The most important of these are the differences because everyone has to be different and everyone has to wear different things.  It is also great to be different because no-one wants to be the same otherwise the world would be boring.  


Wednesday, 3 June 2015

Wizard in my Potting Shed by Ella, 5JB

“In some water you will seek, what I mean when I speak,” muttered the crazy man, adding no expression at all. The wizard captured a thought, dropped his quill and darted straight through a chart of the periodic table. A slight draft searched out every gap in my hair. I could hear a thud getting louder and closer, louder and closer, until it stopped. A warmer and stronger draft brushed my face. It happened again, this time it was heavier and royal blue flames shot out of what looked like colossal nostrils. Or were they?