What a Year!
MYTON HOSPICE
Myton Hospice has to raise £3,000,000 to make a hospice in Coventry, so a man called Nigel Adams, a fundraiser, came to the School Council meeting. After listening to him, we all agreed that we were going to help Myton Hospice. We took part in the Feeling Great Appeal. Some of the activities we did were jumping up and down one hundred times and smiling - a bit tricky!!!
Now let me tell you about Monty. Monty is a teddy bear, he sits in Nigel’s car and sometimes he looks so sad. When Nigel came into our assembly he said, “When all the envelopes come in I will pick an envelope out of the bag and whoever’s name is on the envelope will get to keep Monty, and give him a good home.”
Altogether we have raised £2597:30. Nigel told us this is the most any school has ever raised so we really DO feel great now!
Danika Patel 4F
SHOEBOX APPEAL
This year we decided to take part in the Shoebox Appeal again. Everyone in the school was handed a leaflet with instructions telling you what to put in a shoebox, like, for example, girls would like jewellery or a nice soft toy and boys would like a toy or a key ring. You wrap your box with Christmas paper and fill it with whatever you want for a girl or boy and give it in at school. We have managed to fill a fantastic FIFTY SIX shoeboxes between us.
In poor countries around the world children will receive our gifts. These children do not have anyone to care for them or love them. Some of them might be sick or ill. Big trucks are loaded up and sent off to places such as Eastern Europe.
We hope that they will have a very Happy Christmas. Hopefully, too, it helps everyone at our school to remember that at Christmas not everyone is as lucky as we all are.
Jasmine Hundal and Joe Harty 4F
HEADMASTER’S COMMENTS
The Christmas Fayre was a fine testament to the outstanding community spirit here at Bablake. From Santa’s bonhomie to the parent and pupil helpers, the goodwill and festive cheer was most heart-warming. Other highlights this term have been the enthusiastic start our many new pupils have made to their time here and some stunning triumphs on the sports field. There has been a great deal of hard work put in by all the staff and pupils and the results of this endeavour have been excellent. The Year 5 Tudor projects, for instance, are a testament to this dedication.
We sadly say goodbye this Christmas to Mrs Crisford and Mr Baker who have enhanced both the lives of our pupils and that of our school for many years. On behalf of everyone I would like to thank them for all their care and commitment.
Best wishes for a merry Christmas and a happy and prosperous new year to you all.
Neil Price
An Autumn Morning!
The cool breeze brushes past the trees
While the magic snowfall of leaves Flutters to the ground.
As the gospel choir of birds sing With a sweetened voice, The wind whistles woefully Pulling the leaves along with it
Crunch, crunch, crunch
As the world wakes up to a crisp, Bright morning People explore the day With delight in their mind.
I
“Paws for Thought”
Behind the long grassland, I lay like a statue
Motionless and sleek, my ears like antennae
Waiting for my prey, my breathing is deep and silent
Like those who are waiting in a deep coma.
My silk, furry body is full of strength and power
The blood pumps through at an undetectable speed Suddenly, adrenalin surges through my skeleton Finally, the chase has suddenly begun.
Like an eagle, soaring, high into the sky
My paws push through the ground and ready
To pounce, I leap into the air with a mighty push
And draw my armour: my claws, clutching and clasping.
My whiskers are covered with decaying remains I slink off to my successful vantage point.
I lay in the sun, preening and grooming
My tongue rasping away at the caught feathers.
Suddenly, a shout and a wonderful greeting Of “Tiddles! Come and get it!”
Wakes my wandering and daydreaming mind My purposeful paws padding along.
A lap cat I may be, by day and night But even so, I kill and fight!
By Conor Putnam 6T
WINTER
Frost sparkles like millions of stars
Creating a thin white carpet, Each snowflake floating down Is a tiny angel from heaven.
Every berry is glazed with white icing, The ice covered duck-pond glistens In the bright morning light, A Winter Wonderland!
The frost bites
Like a hungry wolf tearing at your leg, Each snowflake falling down
Sticks to your coat, then melts. Every blood-red berry clings to every prickly pine tree.
The frozen pond
Swallows any creature who dares to trespass, A Haunted Winter Morning!
By Rubi Ingaglia 6T
I saw a fat hen marrying a handsome man
I saw a pretty lady being cooked in a pan
I saw a juicy sausage hanging from a tree
I saw a cheeky monkey sitting on my knee
I saw a cute baby baking a cake
I saw my wonderful mother paddling in a lake
I saw a baby duck chasing a cat
I saw a dog buying a mat
I saw my tall father having a baby
I saw my older sister begging me to shut up
Maybe……
Beth Edmiston 5P
Katrina Wooltorton 6T
My Magic I will put in
A buttock of the
The tooth of a chimp that A plate of steel stegosaurus
will put in
The nine lives of A tooth of a slimy A spark of the
I will put in
The eye of a A hair of King The best waiter
My box is made of the ribcage And its hinges are velociraptor The inside is made out of Dragon scales
By Nick Payne
I Saw a Fat Hen
Magic Box
my box
last baboon, that went into space, stegosaurus armour.
my box
of a crafty cat, slimy serpent, fiercest fire.
my box
Cyclops, King Kong, in the world.
ribcage of a santasauarus, velociraptor toe joints.
phoenix feathers and scales
Payne 5P
WINTER MORNING
Christmas cheer filled the garden As the snow sinks happily to the ground.
The white frost huddles up around the trees Like a white, thick duvet.
Shimmering snow surrounds the fluffy Ground falling repetitively.
Patterns of snowflakes fall to the ground With a soft bump!
The icicles droop down from the window Ledges like stalagmites.
The snow then melts in the morning sunrise.
I saw I saw I saw
I saw an epicure eat some violet wishes
I saw a priest make some plastic dishes
I saw my teacher doing a dog’s dinner of barking
I saw my aunt wash up all her marking
I saw next door’s cat eating a galaxy bar
I saw my boyfriend crunching up a car
I saw a machine being eaten by a bee
I saw a flower reading a book
I saw my dad painting a rook
I saw Leonardo Da Vinci making a speech
I saw Tony Blair bathing on the beach
I saw Britney Spears licking up ants I saw an anteater wearing spotty pants.
By Emma Warlow 5P
Years
5 & 6
have been exploring poetry and what makes a good poem… We have looked particularly at the effects of using personification, metaphor and simile to create powerful imagery, take a look!
Miss Tatum
WINTER
Winter is a curtain descending on Autumn’s golden stage.
The snow is a blank canvas waiting peacefully For the artist to make his mark.
Snowmen as soft as giant marshmallows Are stroked by warmly clad children.
The bare trees are like spindly wires Swaying in the freezing wind.
The raging fire burns, as I sit cosily behind My window to the world.
By Imogen Stern 6T
My Sorrowful Poem
Someone was clearing the smoke,
There were sausages on the barbecue, My whole family was gathered, Inside the house was my grandparent’s cat, I gazed while his eyes fixed on mine, I whispered his name while he trotted towards me, His tail twitching happily, His coat was so soft.
Dreaming of heat is a bad omen, they say, Bad things happen…………..
But every time I look in the sky I see my old Cat hidden in the smoke and clouds.
By Joel White 5P
Sophie Hinley 6T