In Year 6, we do lots of fantastic writing and the Y6 teachers are really missing being able to read all of the children's brilliant stories so we have loved receiving some of the children's writing that they have been doing recently. We thought it would be good to share some of it...
This diary entry was written to help spot determiners. Can you spot them?
Today I wokeup at 10:00 (I know it’s very late). I dragged myself out of my bed and went to the bathroom. After Irefreshingly washed myface and brushed myteeth, I began to head downstairs. Once I had a quick breakfast I went straight onto my dad’s laptop and beganstudying. I then went on YouTube for a bit and when I got bored of that, I read some of my e-books. I secretlywent on Amazon to look for somepresents for mybrother as it was hisbirthday soon. Mymother called me for lunch and we enjoyed our meal with a conversation -I don’t remember what it was about. After that, everyone justlounged about floating in and out of rooms without a particular reason. Then, time raced aheadof us and it was time to go to bed. Me and my brother had a quick snack and went upstairs. I read for a bit but sleepiness tookover I turned off mylight and closed myeyes, ready to enter mydreams.
Some super Shakespeare from Harry P:
A fabulous story from Jake C:
Great use of determiners from Robert:
Here are some other stories written in school, this week:
Haunted Forest by Lewis
I woke up, sweat drippingdown my face. “Hey, hey there, Jamie, you’ve been asleep for ages!” said afamiliar voice from across the room.
“Where am I? What’shappening?” I asked wearily.
“I’ve been trying to findout where we are for ages but the door is locked and the windows are allboarded up.” Brian said visible at last.
“Just find the key, Ineed breakfast!”
“Why so ratty?”
I stumbled down thestairs of this mysterious house I’d never been to before.
“Cupboard, cupboard,cupboard, where is it? Ah there we are, they have wheatabix as well.” I saidpicking up the box. “ this has no wheatabix in it” I reached inside the box andpulled out a small copper yale key that fit inside of the keyhole that wasstuck inside of the door. I put it in the lock; it opened “Ha!”
I creeped out of thedoor, it was shut by Brian. I looked back, the house was gone and I was in theLegendary Haunted Forest. No one had ever gotten out of it.
A triple agent.
By Milly Watson.
This book is not like othersthis book is about my life. It is about my life as a British spy serving mycountry for world war 2. I was born on the 10 January 1911. I was born in atown in Britain called York. I grew up with my mother, farther and brother. Wewere not rich but we coped. When I was 3 when world war 1 stated. I watched asmy father went off to the war my mother was crying and so was my brother I wasso confused. I thought that father was just going of to the shops or work but Ihad a very wrong idea.
Many years passed but eventuallyworld war 1 ended. When my mother saw my father, she ran at him and gave him ahuge hug and my brother and me had joined. Our family were together once more.We thought that nothing could separate us again. But we were ever so wrong.
Me and my brother, had grown upand we were so close. We had become best friends over the years. My farther hadhad a weak arm since world war 1 so he had to have help some times but we werea happy family. However, in Germany things were not so good they had to give upland and pay huge fines from world war 1. So, they wanted to have a chancellorand he was Adolf Hitler. He was not a good choice. He thought that Germanpeople were better than other countries people.
Britain had been watching Hitlerfor many years and we did not agree with what he was doing. Especially when heinvaded Austria, Czechoslovakia and Poland. So, we stated that if he did notretreat from Poland then we would declare war on Germany. He did not. War wasdeclared.
A member of my family had to gosince my father was hurt my brother had to go but he was very smart so insteadof fighting he offered to be a spy. Which was much more dangerous but he wasbrave and was not afraid. Neither was I. so in 1939 I offered to become a spyas well as my brother. They first of all refused to have me until 1940 whenGermany, Italy and Japan created the Axis alliance.
I went to Germany as a young girl who wantedto become a German spy. That is right I was a British spy acting like a Germanspy. they accepted me to be a ‘German spy’. I had tricked them. I gotinformation from the German and gave it to the British and gave falseinformation to the German. My brother was acting as a Nazi soldier. He would goto concentration camps and free people which was ever so dangerous because ifhe was caught he would lose his life.
I continued to give informationto the British and feed false information to the Germans. I was deep undercover so deep that only my brother, instructor and Winston church hill knew whoI really was. When D-day happened, the Germans were extra careful with thepeople who got told the top-secret information. I had to find fun ways ofgetting it. My brother had been sold out so he had to leave but he had beenprepared so he safely left.
One day I was gettinginformation when I got a code which said someone had sold me out I needed toget out I quickly hid in my wardrobe just in time. Nazi soldiers had comebursting in. I had grabbed all of the important work and decoding I had. Iheard the last of the Nazi soldiers go out. I had to think of a plan to get outof Germany and fast.
Suddenly it hit me I was stayingin a place where a broken-down plane had hit if I got it back in working shapeI could use it to escape. It took time. I finished it a week later. I hadhidden in the plane in day and worked on it in the cover of night. On October20th 1944 I got in the plane with 2 escaped Jews and flew we had aclean start then 2 planes came up next to me. I was caught but I was not goingpeacefully. I flew higher, me and the Jews were fine since this was a crashedBritish plane it was very high tech. We flew higher and then we were 100 meteror so from the German boarder but 2 more planes came. I dove. I flew down andforwards. I was a skilled pilot so I was quicker than the others and before Iknew it I was out of Germany. We were headed straight for Britain.
We flew over the sea it wasbeautiful, we gained height so no boats saw us. Both of the Jews were young.They looked 11 or 12. Sister and brother it made me think of my brother and mehow we had been so close when we were young. It also made me realise that Imissed my family terribly. But I would see them soon.
We got to Britain in a fewhours. I was home. We had a bumpy landing but a landing no less. I saw mymother, father and brother I ran at them I gave them a huge hug. We all cried.Our family were together again When I got home I started to work for the lastfew months as a decoder or any work which I could do to help. In may 1945 theGermans surrendered. The 8th of may was declared VE-day.
I loved being a spy. Thedangerous missions, the almost getting killed but mostly saving people’s lives.I will never forget my experience being a spy. and I really hope that peoplehear my story and think to themselves. Wow, women really are more powerful thanI think.
By Milly Watson [this book wasnot a real-life story however there are real women spies]
Steve and Margret
It was the first of January 3030 and Margret andSteve had just woke up in there house under the nuclear power station. The pairwere amazing friends and lived together on planet BANG. Margret looked odd onthe outside but so did her pall so they were never judged. Steve was a waterbottle with legs and arms. His personality was bright, loving and crazy. On theother hand Margret was the exact opposite: her characteristics go like this;she is shy and likes to keep to herself; she is a bit bitter and likes to gether own way and she is calm and gentle. Her body is a human but her head is abear. She was made fun of because of this and that is why she is so put awayand shy.
As Steve started to say good morning Margret got ared alert from her mind cap- this alert was the highest of the high! She wasshocked by the news. She interrupted Steve in a shocked and panicked voice,” thepower station is down and we need to fix it now before it blows up.” Steve whowas baffled and grabbed his tool bag and they set off upstairs. Because of the severityof the situation the two engineers roped in all the staff from IKEA.
It turns out that it was a quick fix and her mind capget it wrong. But there was a norther problem…
There toboggan slide was broken so they had to takethe spooky random ladder. On the way down Steve fell to his death. Marget wasnether the same.
Theadventures of the tree Tee.
Teemade his way to the haunted forest. He wasn’t scared at all. He belonged tothis forest. The problem was, he was trying to get people to believe that hewas a member of this forest. Tee carried on down the track to his home. That’swhy he said he belonged to the forest of ghosts. He said there were no ghostsbut no one believed him. He was lonely for believing in trees. They didn’tunderstand that trees helped us live. No one sat at his table, even teaches toa disgrace to him( which was against the rules). He was lonely, sad andfriendless. Sadly he really wanted a friend too talk to. He went to bed hopingfor this day to be over like any other day. Not that he knew but tomorrow wouldbe a change.
Ashe woke up, he went downstairs he saw on the news that terrorists wereattacking his town. It was like a knife had gone through him. He dropped histoast onto the floor and his dog(Max). The news was shocking for him heloved his town there was a doughnut shop,an IKEA , a Tesco and a nature park. The nature park was his favourite out ofthem all. He didn’t like it at all, so he switched it of. He slightly glad helived in the woods but he was worried for his school mates. He decided to getinto his super tree camouflage. He got a few twigs with bright neon leafs andstarted out too face the terrorists once and for all.
Whenhe got his destination, he started to use his super tree stealth to the max.Then he realized they were taking the IKEA meatballs. He was horrified aboutwhat he saw. He focused on the power of the trees and IKEA’s meatballs. Thetree god replied and gave him the power to obliterate any evil life force but toomake new lifes of plants, trees, and people. The town was safe.
When my world fell apart ( literally )
Nothing was the same the day the first piece ofthe world fell off.
Dorothy is a ghost. Not like those silly ghostsyou see at Halloween. She had pale white skin and jet-black hair, her lips wereblood red. She didn’t look a mess, like what we think ghosts do. She hadperfect hair, amazing skin and she didn’t wear those ghoulish rags. She wore atie-dye t-shirt and ripped jeans with a rainbow ribbon for a belt.
She got turned into a ghost when the nuclear powerplant went off. At first she didn’t know what to do. She couldn’t see herfriends or ever see her parents. It was all in the newspaper and everyone waslooking for her but they couldn’t see her expect on Halloween. But she didn’treally like that holiday, all it is is a bunch of drunk teenagers daring eachother to go into the woods. Ever since she disappeared, everyone was calling itthe haunted forest. They were rumours that there were ghosts in it, which istrue, most people thought it was a bunch of silly supertions and that she hadjust fell off a cliff.
Two weeks before the first piece of the world felloff Dorothy was sitting on top of the volcano that spurted maple syrup andsquashies. The volcano was made out of brown rock which looked a lot like chocolate.She didn’t care that there was a bear that came and ate all the maple syrup.She didn’t feel like rolling down the volcano like she used to do. She didn’tfeel right it was her birthday and funny enough she was born on Halloween. Tenyears ago she got turned into a ghost and now she was sixteen she couldn’t helpfeeling that she was missing out on her whole life.
Suddenly there was a huge rumble and a tremorsplit the volcano in half. There was maple syrup everywhere. The hot, gooeysyrup was heading for ikea. It went down in a hot mess. She could hear thescreams of people. There were Margret and Steve, who she could hear most ofall, looking like they were using an ikea meatball tray to get out of there.She was scared what was causing this. ‘you idiot Dorothy’ she thought toherself, ‘it was just an earthquake. That spilt a volcano in half and boiledikea to the ground’.
She slumped down the mountain and headed back tothe haunted forest. All the trees seemed to be judging her because she didn’tsave thousands of people. Well she couldn’t even touch those people. All shecould have done was watch.
Every day afterwards was the same an earthquakewould tear though the ground and destroy other buildings. All Dorothy would dowas put her silky, white hands over her head and cry and cry. Then it was thetime for that day, the day a piece of the world fell off.
Dorothy was running to the city praying that herparents hadn’t died. All this rubble wasn’t a very good sign and she wasdreading the fact that they could have died. Then the first earthquake came. Ittore through the ground and ripped up tar mack and buildings. That wasn’t eventhe worst one. All of them took up this one space ripping it from the core. Itdrifted out into space and Dorothy watched in horror as the earthquakes toreinto the core and the earth exploded into tiny pieces.
By Rhiannon. J J
How about a few recipes to inspire you with your cooking...
HOW TO MAKE MARGHERITA PIZZA by Aiyana
For the base
300g strong bread flour
1 tsp instant yeast (from a sachet or atub)
1 tsp salt
1 tbsp olive oil, plus extra for drizzling
For the tomato sauce
handful fresh basil or 1 tsp dried
1 garlic clove, crushed
For the topping
125g ball mozzarella, sliced
handful grated or shaved parmesan
(from a sachet or atub)
handful cherry tomatoes, halved
handful basil leaves (optional)
Make the base: Put the flour into a large bowl, then stir inthe yeast and salt. Make a well, pour in 200ml warm water and the olive oil andbring together with a wooden spoon until you have a soft, fairly wet dough.Turn onto a lightly floured surface and knead for 5 mins until smooth. Coverwith a tea towel and set aside. You can leave the dough to rise if you like,but it’s not essential for a thin crust.
Make the sauce: Mix the passata, basil and crushed garlictogether, then season to taste. Leave to stand at room temperature while youget on with shaping the base.
Roll out the dough: If you’ve let the dough rise, give it aquick knead, then split into two balls. On a floured surface, roll out thedough into large rounds, about 25cm across, using a rolling pin. The dough needsto be very thin as it will rise in the oven. Lift the rounds onto two flouredbaking sheets.
Top and bake: Heat oven to 240C/fan 220C /gas 8. Put anotherbaking sheet or an upturned baking tray in the oven on the top shelf. Smoothsauce over bases with the back of a spoon. Scatter with cheese and tomatoes,drizzle with olive oil and season. Put one pizza, still on its baking sheet, ontop of the preheated sheet or tray. Bake for 8-10 mins until crisp. Serve witha little more olive oil, and basil leaves if using. Repeat step for remainingpizza.
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