Y5 visit to Guardian News and Media

Last week, all three Year 5 classes were lucky enough to visit the Guardian News and Media Education Centre in London, for a workshop based on the Victorians, our theme for this half term. The children spent the day in the Guardian newspaper office building, creating Victorian newspaper front pages following the real newspaper production process. A variety of resources such as books and real Victorian archive material were used to research news stories ranging from the marriage of Queen Victoria to the Great Stink in London, and the children worked in pairs to write their stories, before subediting their copy and adding headlines and pictures. The workshop was highly successful and all children were able to take home copies of their completed front pages. Education Centre staff were highly impressed and full of praise for the children’s behaviour, application to the task and standard of writing – which they said was better than that of many of the older children they work with! Our budding journalists were a real credit to the school and the day was a great introduction to our new theme.

Metaphors for us!

To help develop our use of figurative language, 5R came up with metaphors for ourselves. We then assembled these into a poem, which is below. What would your metaphor for yourself be?

 

I am the sun shining upon your heads

I am the aeroplane flying in the sky

I am bones fractured in many places

I am the waters swishing and swirling

I am the jumping bean jumping in your mouth

I am the fury of a thunderbolt crackling around the trees

I am the twinkling stars guiding you to your destiny

I am the tip of the fire scorching through the silhouetted trees

I am the tip of the iceberg freezing to death

I am the wave crashing into the sea

I am the heart of the sun burning

I am the volcano erupting into the air

I am the storm striking Earth

I am the current whooshing and swooshing you away

I am the whizzing pixels from inside the console

I am the multi-coloured rainbow flying in the sky

I am the bird flapping its wings

I am the cricket ball rolling to the wicket

I am the daisies that make a chain

I am the moon jumping on you

I am the sun with my hair waving behind me