STUBBERS

STUBBERS

What was your favourite part or activity of the day?

 

 

 

 

 

Can you identify Level 5 writing?

Can you identify Level 5 writing?

 

In literacy, some of you have been looking at examples of level 5 writing and using it as a model for your own writing. I would like you to read the following discussion text and tell me what you think makes it a level 5 piece of writing.

Think about the following:

• The opening and ending
• Vocabulary choices
• Paragraphs
• Sentence structures
• Punctuation and grammar

Should young people be allowed to be pop stars?

 

With ever increasing reality television programmes such as 'Britain's Got Talent' and 'X Factor', there is certainly more opportunity for young people to enter the limelight and have the opportunity to become a pop star. However, there is much debate as to whether it is healthy for people to enter the pressured world of stardom at such a young age. So the question is 'should children be allowed to be pop stars?'

Many people would agree that young people should have the opportunity to showcase their talents to a broader audience. These talents include singing, dancing and playing musical instruments which young people should be rightly proud of. The experience of performing to a large audience is a very rewarding experience; it helps to boost the confidence of the performer. In addition to this, watching young people with such talent can be very inspirational for other young people watching the television shows. This could therefore encourage more young people to become involved in performing arts.

On the other hand, taking part in programmes such as 'Britain's Got Talent' and 'X Factor' does come with its own pressures. By taking part, young people are placing themselves in a vulnerable position where they could be openly criticised on national television. If they are judged in a negative way, this could be detrimental to their self-esteem and could have long lasting consequences on their confidence. Moreover, if young people are successful in their pursuit of becoming a pop star in shows such as these, they will then be thrown into the world of stardom which they may not be prepared for or may find hard to cope with. The media today puts so much pressure on stars to look and act a certain way which could be unhealthy for such young minds.

In conclusion, there are many valid points to support both sides of the argument as to whether young people should be allowed to become pop stars. Certainly, young people should have the opportunity to perform and be proud of their talents but some of the pressures they face are concerning. Which leads to the point, should there be a separate programme to celebrate young people’s talents as opposed to those such as 'Britain's Got Talent' and 'X Factor'?

SATs

 

 SATs on Monday!(*_*)   The exam that ends all the tests! It's here on Monday year 6 face their tests row by row in class.

 

Easter Holidays

It’s The Easter Holidays!

Are you going to do anything interesting over the Easter? Such as going abroad or going to a theme park. Well if you are please tell us what you are going to be up to by living a comment.

Easter

Easter

Is Easter all about eggs?  Tell us what Easter is all about and what makes it a memorable day. Try answering these questions.

Why is Easter represented with an egg or a rabbit?

What’s the traditional way to celebrate it?

Is Easter all about eggs? If not what then.

Jolly Jokes

Jolly Jokes

These past few weeks in school have been a bit serious because of the SATs so to make it more fun could you comment and write your best jokes. Try making them as good as these.

Q: Why did the computer keep sneezing?

A: Because it had a virus.

Q: What type of music is a balloon scared of?

A: Pop music  

Q: Why is Cinderella not good at football?

A: Because she's always running away from the ball.

Q: Why was the computer cold?

A: Because it forgot to close its windows

SATs

SATs

Also known as Silly Assessment Test

A few more weeks until SATs !

SATs is really stressful so follow the top 5 ways to cope with stress. These are:

1) Be active and Exercise

Exercise will reduce some of the emotional intensity that you’re feeling, clearing your thoughts and enabling you to deal with your problems more calmly.

 2) Take control of our self

Always stay positive. If you say I might fail and get bad results, your stress will only get worse.

3) Interact with people

A problem shared is a problem halved. A good support network of friends and family can ease your work troubles and help you see things in a different way.

4) Have some ‘me time'

 

Have a break an often as you want to so you can take your mind of the SATs.

5) Do not be negative 

Think of the good levels you can achieve and try not to think of the ones you cannot.

Follow these steps to relive the stress! 

Riddles

Have you got what it takes to answer these riddles?

1) What has a face and two hands but no arms or legs?

2) A person makes something.The make sells it. The buyer don't need it. The user don't see it. 

What is'it' ?

3) What starts with a ‘P’, ends with an ‘E’ and has thousands of letters?

Answer the questions below and remember to number it.

Naif's Work

THE RAGING SEA

 

A blanket of diamonds dancing gently in the sun, like ballerina, Glistering like a million of sapphire, She twirls like thousands of tiny tornados, Slowly stretching her enchanting wings.

 

A twisted tongue in the beautiful sky, while the wave jump up with a glittering glow, Splashing she quickly clashes against the defenceless rocks, Rising like a flame, she grows furious.

 

Bang! Like a vicious viper she strikes, slamming her fist in fury, she devours her prey like a hungry hunter, Invincible and ravenous, she storms off, destroying everything in her way…. She’s the savage sea.

By: Naif

Aisha.k's Writing

Mighty Mountain

Mighty mountain sleeping tranquilly

Peaceful as dove dormant in its nest

A blanket of diamonds keeping it warm

Peaceful paradise

 

Yawning loudly, awaking rom its deep sleep

Mighty mountain rumbling and trembling

Firing rocks hitting the earth

Steaming like a car

Whiffling loudly waking the trees

 

Livid Volcano is a grumbling giant

Destroyed everything in its path

Steaming like vicious lion

Demands awake firing rocks

Accelerate waiting for some food

Judgment day has arrived

 

From Aisha.k

Husna's work,

Way Home

 

As the boy called Shane pours milk into the metallic bowl, the cat with no name purrs with satisfaction. “Enjoy your milk, Skinny Minny. When you finish, we will have to go to sleep,” whispers Shane, as he gives his cat its milk. The boy, who is exhausted from his hard-working day, falls asleep straight away.

 

In the middle of the night, Shane wakes up in confusion, listening to the loud noises.

“Did you hear that, Catlegs?” muttered Shane. Spitfire sits up looking petrified. Perplexed, Shane looks around his den cautiously.

 

Apprehensively, Shane steps out of bed and creeps out of his den to discover where the noises are coming from. Suddenly, dark shadows approached and came closer and closer to Shane…

 

Filled with terror, the boy called Shane stands as till as a statue. Menacingly, they stand in front of the timid boy called Shane, wearing dull, black hoods.

“Well, well, well. Look who we’ve found!” sneered one of the boys wearing black hoods. Instantly, Shane heard the voice and now knows exactly who they are. It is the gang!

 

As soon as they stepped forward, Shane sprinted, with the cat tucked underneath his arm, to the busy street. Looking around for the gang, Shane ran to a corner to be out of the gang’s sight. Eventually, the gang spotted Shane and started to shout,

 

“Are you too afraid? Carry on running but you will never get away!” Those words started to race around Shane’s mind, while his heart is beating fast, faster and faster until he meets a friend down another road.

 

“Hi, my name is Jake, what’s yours?” asked a little voice. Shane replied,

“I’m Shane, nice to meet you.”

Shane and Jake sit on the ledge of a house and Shane tells Jake his life-story. Jake, who is friendly, listens to Shane and tries to persuade him to go back to his real home. Bestcat struggles to sit on the ledge so Shane helps him up.

“What should I do?” questioned Shane.

 

The boy called Shane walks down a quiet road, thinking of his friend’s words. Thinking so hard, Shane decides to go back to his cardboard box but on the way, he sees both of his parents.

“Mum, Dad what are you doing here?” Shane asked. “We have been shopping, we’ve missed you so much! We are so glad you are safe,” Shanes Mum replied. “Have you stopped arguing?” Shane asked. “Yes we have, we want you to come home,” his parents pleaded. “Really?” questioned Shane. “Yes, we would like it if you do,” replied his Dad.

 

His parents are grief-stricken. They also ask if Shane is well and they apologise about their arguing. Shane tells his parents, who are now generous and loving, all about the gang and his minute cat. Shane’s parents admitted,

“We were acting like children but we promise that we will never ever do that again.” They gave Shane advice about the gang and let their beloved Shane keep his cat.

 

After an exhausting day, Shane falls asleep straight away, feeling loved in his comfortable bed.

 

By Husna

Numa's Work

Way Home

Thud, thud, thud. Goes the terror-stricken boy called Shane’s heart. Fast as lightening the boy runs while a intend, old nasty gang chase him. He is petrified! Quick as he could Shane gets up and runs as fast as he could towards his den.

“Don’t worry Best Cat we will be okay.” For a minute Shane thought. Then he runs the opposite direction towards the huge shopping centre. Quick as a flash he runs into the shop and hid. Suddenly, the boy called Shane bumped into a dark figure…

 

The black figure looked at Shane in amazement. Shane was confused!

“Is that really you?” Shane glances at her baffled. Few minutes later the mean gang members runs into the shop. They push Shane to the floor and ask for their money back that Shane had stolen from them.

“Give me my money back NOW!”

“Where is it, NOW?” The gang members scream into Shanes the same thing about their money. Shane, who is terrified, starts crying.
“Leave the poor boy alone!” shouts a lady from the crowd.
“Here you go you unpleasant people,” while the lady gives their money back.
“Thanks” Shane said IN PLEASURE.
“No worries Shane and yes it is me mum!” Shane and his mum embraced.
“Speaking of which Shane would you like and with us like you used to before?”

“Of course I would MUM!” Shane screamed in joy. Shane and his mum walked along the streets of New York that cold, dark night.

 

Finally, they got home in pleasure and excitement. The enter the lovely house, Never ever has Shane felt this amazement his life. Not in years has Shane been in a house. That day Shane went to sleep immediately after his mum showed him to his bedroom.

The next morning Shane woke up. He looked around. He’s heart falls into hoy as he gets out of bed. There on the table was a plate with some fantastic pancakes with a mug of warm milk in it. Shane’s mum looked at him.

“Here you go Shane breakfast is ready.” Shane bounced on the chair and munches up his mouthful of pancakes.

“Mum I have not had such yummy pancakes in a long time!” Shane says in delight.

 

A few days later, just as Shane is getting into bed he hears a loud shout from downstairs.

“Why are you screaming mum and dad?” Shane says from his bedroom.

“Mum and Dad I can’t stand you screaming and arguing and that was why I left the first time, that is it I am going from here to my den that I’ve lived before in my den!”
“No please don’t go darling, we’re sorry we won’t do it again we promise!
“NO I’m going, BYE!” Shane screamed into his families face. He slammed the door. He walked down the streets of New York not knowing where he was going. Suddenly, he bumped into a boy. Shane looked up and realized it was is friend.
“I’m sorry, “he politely said to the boy.
It’s okay Shane,” he replied to Shane.

Shane was amazed that his friend remembered him from when they were kids. They got up started walking. As Shane and his old buddy walked down the streets of New York…

By Numa

Samiha's Work

World Record Broken!

 

 

The magnificent boy Max (11),has broken the world record for eating the most biscuits in four days in a row non-stop Max has stated,” I want to do something amazing.” After a lot of thought and looking at book’s wanting to be like Adam Richman from food network.

 

Max started this competition at 12:00pm at competition centre, last Friday. Max has broken the world record for (cancer donation).

 

However, Max parent are concerned that many biscuits is no good for his health, but had thought that he’d really be able to achieve and complete the world record. He’s mentally unstable.

 

For his achievement the competition centre has rewarded him with one thousand pounds; and of course a massive cheer.

 

The doctor has stated that eating junk is not exeptable, impossible prove possible.

 

An interview took place in competition centre, and here is what he claimed.

 

“I’m so proud of what I have achieved and hopefully I have inspired a lot of people to try something different.”

 

By Samiha
Fuji Class

Samiha's Work

LOST!

 

Ben and William, who were peacefully observing for insects, had not realized that there class mates had left them behind boarding the coach back to school. However, they now abandoned in the epic forest like wild caged animals.

 

Suddenly, the two abandoned boys heard a coach moving down the road rushing in the distance. William was pouncing up and down in mad temper! Like a wild cat, he began worser, even though he should becoming calm. Oh no! Oh no! Oh no! How are we going to get out of this terrifying forest? Where going to die I want my mummy!” William commanded, while kicking leaves out of his way.

 

Brave Ben, who was much calmer than William, was sitting contently in thought. “It’s ok William. We just need to find the grounds keepers for the forest. We’ll be fine, just stay calm. Don’t panic.” Commanded Ben, while trying to put his arms around William’s shoulders, to calm him down. Wait. Ding dong. “That’s the emergency bell. We got to hurry,” while complexing William. When he opened the door it won’t open. Ahh! The door’s locked what shall we do? We’re going to get burnt!”

 

 

From Samiha

Fuji Class