We have been busy working with our teacher and Ms O’Brien in our English groups. We have completed lots of activities to help us with our phonics, handwriting and vocabulary. We have read lots of examples of narrative writing and written our own stories. We are able to predict, visualise and make connections when we are reading. We played some phonics games today to help us revise what we have learned so far.
We have been learning how do persuasive writing in school. Some of the debates we have had included: Children should not be given homework after school. Happiness is more important than money. Ireland is the best country for tourists to visit.
This week, we wrote debates on the topic: “Should swimming lessons be compulsory in primary schools?”. We worked with a partner to write our debates and then argued for/against the motion.
We really enjoy debates!
Today we learned about adverbs – What they are and when to use them. An adverb is a word that describes a verb! That’s why the word VERB is in ADVERB! Usually adverbs end in -ly. For example: kindly, quickly, happily, viciously, hastily. But sometimes is can be words that tell when something happens or where it is. For example: yesterday, now, usually, upstairs, downstairs.
We made a display all about adverbs…. very quickly and intelligently! In our group, we wrote a poem a short story, sentences, lists and the definition of adverbs. We even wrote one adverb for every letter of the alphabet!
Here is our display. We hope you enjoy reading it just as much as we enjoyed making and presenting it!
By: Elle, Mercedes, Lucas, Christian, Jamie and Luke.
One day at Pip school on Pip Street, Ms Gobble left her class alone for two minutes and they went bonkers. They shouted and laughed a lot. The noise was SO loud that even Ms Pain’s class could hear them. Tom Chickle took out some cooked sausages for the class and Jimmy Johnstone put on rock music. Some people put their hands in the air like they just didn’t care. The door swung open and in walked a very cross and angry teacher. ALRIGHT! she shouted. I’m thinking extra homework for this class. Sighs filled the room.
We learned some interesting facts about India recently. We learned about the life and work of Mohandas Gandhi, read a traditional Indian tale and made some Indian rangoli art. We also completed some fantastic projects about India.
Once a upon a time lived a man named St Molaga. He was a holy man. He lived in Ireland. He was chased out of Ireland by druids. He came back to Ireland and healed sick people. He was a famous beekeeper. He built a church in Bremore and a monastery in Co. Cork.
By Ashley, Ellen and Niamh.
A man named Molaga had been hunted out of Ireland by the Druids. He went to Scotland to find refuge and later to Wales where the Welsh patron saint lived – Saint David. He stayed with Saint David for a while and then decided to return to Ireland to do missionary work. Saint David gave Saint Molaga a bell when he was leaving Wales. Saint Molaga brought this bell back to Ireland with him. Saint Molaga came to Dublin. He healed the sick and a chief gave him some land. He was a beekeeper. He built a church in Bremore. He set up a monastery in Cork.
By Cian, Hannah and Jodie.
Hayden has been awarded a Special Showcase for his story.
New Year’s Eve
It was New Year’s Eve, we were leaving 2016 behind us and we were looking forward to the future. I was in London visiting my Uncle and cousins. We went into London town that evening to celebrate New years Eve. It was almost midnight, the streets were lined with people, it was so so busy. All of a sudden the crowd went near silent they all looked in the direction of Big Ben the largest clock in England and the count down began. We heard the loud Chimes of the clock. When it got 12am everyone cheered to my surprise I heard a huge explosion, I looked in front and behind, which way was the noise coming from?, then I looked up and saw the most amazing fireworks I’ve ever seen.
There once was a girl called Jill,
Who went down the hill,
She got a big smack,
Then said quack,
Then she had a pill.
There once was a girl called Sue,
Who had nothing at all to do,
She didn’t feel well,
Then she fell,
After all that she had to go to the loo.
There once was a boy called Fin,
He fell in a cold bin,
He found a sack,
And it was black,
He wanted to get out but he fell on a pin.
Once there was a boy called Jack,
And he was so good at hacks,
He found a well
Then he fell,
And his mam gave him a whack.
There once was a fat little cat,
Who wanted to be called Pat,
But he was called Bob,
And had a good job,
To catch every single rat.
There once was a lonely goat,
Who had a really BIG boat,
He sailed on the sea,
And drank some tea,
But it turned out his boat couldn’t float.
There once was a boy named Jake,
Who got bitten by a big snake,
He went to bed,
Then hurt his head,
Then he saw a nice lake.
There once was a girl called Bell,
Who had horrible nasty smell,
She fell on a log,
And turned into a frog,
And that`s all I could tell.
There once was a boy called Jack,
Who had sweets in a pack,
He got really fat,
He looked like a cat,
And he never turned back.
There once was a girl called Jill
She had a very big bill,
She sat on a tree,
And hurt her kne,e
Poor little old Jill and the bill.
There once was a boy called Bill,
He told his mother he was ill,
His mother laughed,
Bill said stop being daft,
So his mother stopped and gave him a pill.
There once was a boy called Phil,
Who had to pay the bill,
All the time,
And fell into slime,
And he had a friend called Jill.
Once there was a boy called Bill,
Who always had a pet called Jill,
It was a dog,
Acting like a hog,
It always had to take a pill
Once there was a dog called Bob,
Who had a full time job,
To scratch the fleas,
Off his knees,
His favourite food was corn on the cob.
by Noah, Ryan and Luke
THERE ONCE WAS A BOY CALLED JACK,
WHO WENT INTO MC DONALDS AND SAID WHATS THE CRACK,
THE WAITER HAD A DUCK,
WHO WAS EATING A HOCKEY PUC,
AND HE FINALY BOUGHT A BIG MAC.
THERE WAS ONCE A BOY CALLED JACK,
WHO HAD A BROTHER CALLED ZACK,
WHO WAS SO MEAN,
WHO PLANTED THE BEAN,
AND ZACK NEVER CAME BACK,
There once was a pup,
Who fell into muck,
He had no time,
And fell into lime,
So then he had no luck.
There was a young girl called Jill ,
And she lived On a hill ,
And she got a smack ,
After she had a big mac ,
Finally she went back to the hill .
There once was a girl called Jill,
Who had a very big pill,
She stubbed her toe,
And said ho ho,
And then she went up the hill.
There once was a girl called Jill,
She had to pay a really big bill,
She fell into a sack,
And then she got a big mac,
And then she finAlly found the till.
There once was a boy named Jack,
Who always said the word quack,
He had no nose,
But still dId a pose,
And then he made friends with a boy named Mac.
By Jas, Calum and Leon
Well done to Julia, her writing has been included in this week’s Night Times (on the Night Zookeeper). This is a great achievement as her work was selected from hundreds of entries! Her story is about new Christmas Traditions.
No Phones ‘Till Christmas!
My new tradition is that everyone should put their phones away on the 12th of December and not take them out until the 26th. I think this would be a great tradition because Christmas is the time for getting together, chatting, having fun and celebrating-not for being stuck to your phone all the time. Christmas is a great excuse to go visiting your family and friends so this tradition allows you to interact and actually have more fun! It will make you feel much better playing games with your buds than it will playing angrybirds on your laptop. It is also any other mechanical devices such as computer, iPad, phone, consoles etc. In the olden days (about thirty years ago) people usually weren’t allowed to get a proper phone until they were eleven. My sister is seventeen and she didn’t get her first phone untill she was twelve. As well as all that I would just like to say… MERRY CHRISTMAS!
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One day Amie and her family was going to granny’s farm. It was a very long journey .When they finally arrived they were starving.
Granny made some of her favourite recipe apple pie.
“Can I go outside ?”asked Amie .
“Yes you can but don’t get dirty” said granny.
Of she went , she opened the wooden door and ran like lightning . In the bushes she saw some foxes , she saw a big bee hive, she did not get any closer then a meter .
When she was walking and exploring nature she found a smooth round cocoon attached to a leaf, she was looking at it with excitement, as she turned round it changed shape into a beautiful butterfly with colourful wings and flew away.
We have started writing for the 100 word challenge. We are really enjoying it so far. You can read and comment on our stories at https://msmcnameesclass.100wc.net.
Spaghetti Spaghetti and Mo Mhadra
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