In our literacy we have been looking at stories and building them up bit by bit. First we looked at beginnings, our story was called The Land Beyond. Here is an example of our work.
'Slowly the door creaked open. I peeped around, hardly daring to go in. My knees trembled, I gripped on to the handle so hard, I felt like my hand was frozen to it. I felt frightened, wondering what was behind the door. It might be top secret, maybe I shouldn't be here. I slowly walked in, letting go of the handle, being as quiet as I could. I scrunched my eyes up from the dazzling colours. I rubbed my eyes, opening them slowly. Everything was very bright and very unusual.
The trees had purple leaves and red trunks, they had books growing on them. There was a rose bush with brown roses growing on it. I went over and smelt it. Yuk! It smelt like onions, my eyes stung. I looked under my feet, there was glass grass. But it wasn't hard, it didn't cut me, it was soft, springy and pink. I was shivering all though the sun was shinning, my body was frozen, I heard a noise which made me even more colder. The sound was very loud, like a washing machine spinning at top speed. The ground was shaking beneath my feet, the books on the tree fell, Crashing to the ground. I didn't dare move or look behind me '
By Andrew
We have also been reading Ms Wiz stories by Terrance Blacker. We wrote letters to him saying how much we liked them. Here are two of the letters.
Dear Mr Blacker,
We have been reading your Ms Wiz stories at school. We think they are funny . Chapter three has brilliant ideas, I like Hector and Archimedes and Herbet. My favourite one is Ms Wiz spells Trouble. The ones we have read are: Ms Wiz smells a rat, Ms Wiz smell trouble and In stiches with Ms Wiz.
Yours Sincerely Karl
Dear Mr.Blacker,
We have been reading your Ms Wiz stories at school. We think they are wonderful. We like Chapter 3, because it has a rude part. I like the bit where Herbert the rat escaped, and where a boy called Jack had to put a gown on and he thought it was a nightie and he said he was not a girl. Was it easy to write these stories? Where did you get the idea from? Did you have any help with the stories? Are you going to write any more Ms Wiz books?
Yours sincerely,
Ashlynne
We have been writing poems about school.
Coming to School
Shoes shinning,
Children crying,
Cars arriving,
Dads driving,
Engines rumbling,
Children tumbling,
Children sat,
On the mat.
By Tom
Rules
You must walk at the swimming baths.
You must stick to the rules of not shouting out.
You must go to school and learn things.
You must share with others.
By Charlotte
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