Guy Fawkes Day Recount Poem

We Heard Fireworks, We Were Eating until our bellies had no more space, the food jumped practically jumped
into our mouths

We Heard Fireworks, My Dog was terrified but I was with him until he let a comforted sigh

We Heard Fireworks, Through the beginning of the night we sat and all we did was chat

We Heard Fireworks, We enjoyed some cake and coke, my dad broke out a terrible joke

We Heard Fireworks, We Launched even more fireworks to fill up the night sky how you would fill a mug with milk

We Heard Fireworks, It Was Nearly Time For Bed, we would probably fall asleep before our ead hit the bed

We Heard Fireworks, Everyone Left, the silence rushed through the house

Now I’m in My Bed I can Still hear them going boom and crash,

Their lighting up the sky on the day we said to guy fawkes “goodbye”

Fire Work Poem

I’m Rocketing Through The Sky, Glowing Like A Beacon of Light,

I’m Rocketing Through The Sky, Ripping Up the Atmosphere Like a person would rip up paper,

I’m Rocketing Through The Sky, Screeching like a door that hasn’t been opened for a century

I’m Rocketing Through The Sky, Exploding Like a Balloon Full of Confetti

I’m Rocketing Through The Sky, Leaving My Ashes Glittering In the Night Sky

All I’ve become is a heap of gunpowder gliding through the sky

Mean Median Mode

Maths Tasks T4 W1

Reading T4 W1

As I Stepped into the spotlight

I could see the bright lights illuminating the whole of the auditorium, it was shining the light on the stage. The stage reflected the light back. The glorious blue backdrops with the shining, silver metallic strands. They glowed in the light. Paired up with the fairy lights that helped the warm yellow light keep the auditorium bright. The people were amazed at the majestic costumes walking down the catwalk. They glared at the imaginative ideas come to life after they sparked in the kids brains.

All I could touch was thecold air.the  cold but majestic breeze travelling from outside. It came in and swarmed the area around my hand. It was freezing cold.

The main thing I Heard was applause and backstage chatter. The many pairs of hands slapping each other. It was sounding like a thunderstorm. The claps just grew and grew and the sound of whistles filled the atmosphere. The backstage chatter were the same things said again and again. “now lights off” or “ your ready to go onto stage”.

 During the experience I was tasting absolutely disgusting stuff. The paint on my mask combining with my sweat. It was bouncing drop by drop and then quickly rolled onto my taste buds.

But I felt pride, just absolute happiness.

Cooking Pikelets

On tuesday we made pikelets, a type of pancake. it was really fun working in a team and cooking.
when our pikelets were finished I put mine in a stack and put butter ontop then drizzled it with maple syrup. it includes a recipe and they are really easy to make. reply with a comment and tell me if you made them.