Year 6 Blog
Welcome to Lydgate Junior School.
We aim to ensure that all children receive a high quality, enjoyable and exciting education.
We feel that our school is a true reflection of the community we serve. Lydgate children are well motivated and come from a range of social and cultural backgrounds. Within the school community we appreciate the richness of experience that the children bring to school. This enhances the learning experiences of everyone and it also gives all pupils the opportunity to develop respect and tolerance for each other by working and playing together. We want your child's time at Lydgate to be memorable for the right reasons - that is, a happy, fulfilling and successful period of his/her childhood.
Welcome to Year 3!
The Y3 teachers are Mrs Dutton & Mrs de Brouwer (3D/deB), Mrs Holden (3SH), Mrs Noble & Mrs Finney (3N/R) and Miss Wall (3AW). We have several Teaching Assistants who work with Y3 children at different times through the week: Mr Jenkinson, Mrs Proctor, Mrs Hill, Mrs Allen, Mrs Dawes and Mr Gartrell.
We will use this blog to keep you up-to-date with all the exciting things that we do in Year 3, share some of the things that the children learn and show you some of their fantastic work. We hope you enjoy reading it!
The Y3 team.
Welcome to the Year 5 Blog page.
The Year 5 teaching team includes our class teachers, Mrs Loosley (5NL), Mrs Rougvie and Mrs Jones (5RJ), Mrs Webb and Mrs Ridsdale (5WR) and Miss Cunningham (5EC). Many children are supported by Mrs Hill, Mr Swain and Ms Kania (the Year 5 Teaching Assistants) who work with children across the 4 classes. Our Year 5 teaching team aims to create a stimulating learning environment that is safe, happy, exciting and challenging, where each pupil is encouraged to achieve their full potential.
As a parent or carer, you play a massively important role in your child's development and we'd love to work closely with you. Please feel free to make an appointment to see us if you want to discuss your child's attitude to learning, their progress, attainment or anything else that might be on your mind. We'd also love to hear from you if you have any skills that we could use to make our Year 5 curriculum even more exciting. Are you an avid reader, a talented sportsman, a budding artist, a mad scientist or a natural mathematician? Would you be willing to listen to children read on a regular basis? If so, please contact your child’s class teacher. Similarly, if you have a good idea, a resource, a 'contact' or any other way of supporting our learning in year 5, please let us know.
We are working very hard to ensure your child has a successful year 5, please help us with this by ensuring your child completes and returns any homework they are given each week. If there are any issues regarding homework or your child finds a particular piece of homework challenging, then please do not hesitate to come and speak to us. In order to help improve your child’s reading skills, increase their vocabulary and develop their comprehension skills, we also ask that you listen to your child read and ask them questions to ensure they have understood what they have read.
We look forward to keeping you up to date on the exciting things that we do in year 5 through our year group blog.
The Year 5 Team
We are the children in Y6 at Lydgate Junior School. There are 120 of us and our teachers are: Mrs Shaw and Mrs Watkinson (Y6S/W), Mr Bradshaw (until Mrs Parker returns) in Y6AP), Mrs Phillips (Y6CP) and Miss Norris (Y6HN). Also teaching in Year 6 is Miss Lee (Monday - Y6AP, Tuesday - Y6HN and Wednesday - Y6S/W) and Mrs Grimsley (Tuesday -Y6CP).We are also very lucky to be helped by Mrs Ainsworth and Mrs Biggs. We use this space to share all of the great things that are happening in our classrooms. Join us each week on our learning journey....
During our 'The Arrival' project, we have seen some fantastic writing. We wanted to share a few examples with you....
The Arrival by Joshua
“What’s going on?” I shout above the loud noise of the crowd. Why are we here?
Why does my mum look like she’s trying not to cry? I had just woken up this morning
expecting a normal day, but then my mum and dad had told me that we were going
out as they packed a suitcase. Of course, I was very confused, because it was so
early. Someone brushes past me, our shoulders touching. I’m going to apologize, but
when I look at him, I see that he’s crying. There are huge tears rolling down his
cheeks, dropping onto the ground. As I glance around, I notice that there are lots of
families crying. What on earth was happening?
“Honey, I have something to tell you.” My mum whispered. “Daddy is going away.”
“What?” I reply, in shock.
“He...He has to go away.” Suddenly, the world feels cold. The only thing I can sense
is the smell of coal, clogging up my nose, the sound of crying and my mum and dad
saying my name, over and over again. And the sound of my heartbeat, thumping,
thumping, thumping. I come back into reality.
”I don't want you to go Daddy!” I really didn't want him to go. He was the one that put
me to bed every night. He was the one that read me ‘The Hobbit’ every night.
I feel like Golem did when he lost the ring. But I’m losing my dad. Which I think is
“Ich werde dich vermissen” he whispered to my mum. I think that it was german, but
I'm not sure. I don't like that he’s speaking in a different language. It means that he
doesn't want me to know what he's saying. The train started to whistle, and the
Station Master was waving his flag. “Goodbye” was the only thing he said to me. I
stared around as other dads, only dads, started to walk over to the train doors
weakly, looking back at their families, before turning back.
“Ich liebe dich” my mum choked, as she swallowed the tears that were dribbling
down her face, from her eyes, to her mouth, and onto the ground.
My father started to slowly walk away, when he turned, and sprinted towards me.
What was he doing? Slowly, he reached up to his hat, and took it off to reveal a
white paper dove. Bending down, he passed it over to me.
“When you look at this, remember me.” he whispered into my ear. Those are the last
words that I may ever hear from him. The ticket master inside the train is closing all
of the doors, as my father runs over, and jumps into it, through the door.
The train hooted, and started to move slowly into the distance. “Bye bye Daddy.”
Came out of my mouth as a tear trickled down my cheek.
The walk home is weird. Usually when I walk through this alleyway, it's with Daddy. I
remember last time, he told me a funny joke, about a torch and a cave. I try to smile,
but my mouth won't work. It's like I'm dead. A ghost drifting around a barren land. A
ghost that doesn't think, doesn't feel. Tears are flowing down my Mother's face. A
river of sadness and loss.
Joshua Childs Friday 10th July
“Mummy? Why did Daddy go?” I choke. She doesn’t answer. I stare at her. Her blue
eyes, now circled with red from crying. Her acorn brown hair, a bushy mess. her
usually broad, brave shoulders, now sagging in misery. The person I usually look up
to, for her determination and kindness, now looks scared. An emotion I had almost
never seen in her before. As I watched her, something came to my realization. Life
would never be the same again.