Walking the walls!

Walking the walls

On Monday 23rd May 6HW went to walk the walls in Southampton city, we went to the forty steps which lead to Catchcold tower! After a while we then carried on to Arundel Tower which took a long time to get to the top. Then the Bargate wich we all had a go at sketching after we had completed the sketches we then moved on to the Arcades wHich the king orded to be blocked! next we went to West gate (second most important gate)we then went to lunch and were able to by an ice cream although it was cold! Then we headed back to the mini bus and got our bags ready to go swimming at the Quays. We all had a great time and realLy enjoyed ourselves and the whole class ended up playing a big game of it in the pool!!!

Here we are pretending to row the boats because that is where the sea used to come to-blue tiles represent the water.

We are standing where the wall used to be.

Yippee! Last SATs done!

This morning we finished our last SATs test, how do you think we’ve got through the week?

We've been doing SATs for the last week its gone very quickly. We've done seven tests: Maths A-B and mental arithmetic, English, Reading, Spelling and two writing tests. This has been quite hard for us all!

Now we are relaxing for the rest of the day- right now were sewing our coats of arms. Later on in the term we’re going to visit Castleton for 4 nights. More information about this coming soon.

The picture below shows us celebrating with cakes, drinks and marshmallows after our last test!

Writing!

We have been creating atmosphere in our writing this week- have a read!

It’s a Mystery.

Ali stood silently, looking at the door. With a slow creaking    sound, it opened. Taking a deep breath, Ali walked inside…

A horrible stench entered his flaring nostrils as soon as he stepped through the open doorway. This door and room had definitely not been here when he had gone to school. But then again, they couldn’t have just – appeared. Could they? Ali’s mind filled with terror. He had to get out of here! But something wouldn’t let him go. Ali sniffed again, his moon round eyes watering at the foul odour of long dead creatures who had dared to make a home here, as well as the disgusting smell of (Ali gagged) petrol. “But what’s petrol doing down here?” He wondered out loud.

The moment he opened his desert dry mouth, he felt something crawl into it. His hand sprang to his mouth and pulled out a creepy, hairy spider. Squealing like a pig, Ali hopped backwards, sending up a cloud of century old puffy dust. Ali bit his lip. He felt as if other people had been here, other people who had never come out…alive. Ali stifled a squeak of fright. He stumbled towards the door and fell, while the door, with one final creak, swung shut, flooding the room in a wave of night black, crushing darkness. Click. The door locked. Suddenly, there was a swishing sound behind Ali, like the sound of rags brushing stone. The last thing Ali did, before someone grabbed him and dragged him further into the grumbling depths of the cave, was scream.

By Alice.      

Sorry!

We realise we have somewhat neglected our blog! We are very busy at the moment; starting new projects and preparing for SATs next week. We will be back to fill you in on our exciting last term at junior school next week!