Spring Term: 2013 – 2014
Some of Year 3s wonderful egg cosies!
Egyptian Day 2014
Have a look at Ajay's great recount of his holiday.
Some of the completed cookery book projects from last term.
Some examples of Year 3s sewing.
Year 3 fun making sandwiches.
Classes 3SD and 4S wrote some rhyming couplets together on Wednesday. Here are some of the best examples...
Glorious Compliments…
You make me feel like I’m terribly smart.
You make me feel like a work of art!
You make me feel like a dolphin in the sea.
You make me feel as happy as can be!
You make me feel like I’m running so fast.
You make me feel like I never come last.
You make me feel like a pretty flower.
You make me feel like the Eiffel Tower.
Outrageous insults…
You make me feel like I’m rubbish at cricket.
You make me feel like I always miss the wicket.
You make me feel like a heart that’s been broken.
You make me feel like a used up old token.
You make me feel like something out of my nose.
You make me feel like licking my toes.
You make me feel like my life is a lie.
My make me feel like a thundery sky.
You make me feel like a squashed tomato.
You make me feel like bad avocado.
Classes 3SD and 4S wrote some poems about their hand. We discussed imagery and how this can create pictures in the reader's eye. Here are some of the poems they wrote...
Poems about the hand…
My hand is a plate,
Full of chocolate and biscuits.
My knuckles are chocolate buttons,
Chocolate fingers…
My fist is an Easter egg
Broken in half, it’s my cupped hand.
My hand is chocolate and delicious.
My outstretched hand is a long pavement
My fingertips, small stones.
When I clench my fist it’s a wrecking ball.
My hand is a rocky road.
My outstretched hand’s a plate.
Lollipops are my fingers.
Curled up as a ball it’s mashed potatoes
When I cup it, it’s a pancake.
My hand is a yummy feast!
My hand is a mop
A brush for my fingers
My cupped hand is a sink
My hand curled up is a sponge
My cleaning hand.
My hand is a pincer with claws.
My fingers are big fangs
My fist is the head of this creature.
My arm is the long tail.
My hand is a monster.
My hands are slippery spaghetti
My fingers, long strips of liquorice
A delicious nugget is my fist
My cupped hand was a creamy Easter egg
My hand is a fabulous FEAST!