Suspense Stories – 6M

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Posted by bpsmrmurphy | Posted in Uncategorized | Posted on November 11, 2023

The Door

Door 66 was at the edge of the eerie hallway.

The door stood silently, with a glass panel which was barred. The large silver handle was rusting and the oak door had been decaying for decades.

The landlord placed the melting candle on a wooden stool, reached into his left pocket and pushed it into the keyhole. Then he looked beside him; ‘What are you waiting for?’ the lady whispered nervously. ‘We’ve got to hurry up!’ The landlord smiled; he could hear the fear as her voice trembled. With his wrinkly hand, he tugged the key, then pulled the handle.

The door creaked loudly. It opened, very slightly.

Wind burst through the black slit. He picked up the candle, then shoved it into the lady’s hands with a thumbs up. She frowned. She didn’t like the idea of going in; until one of the doctors came, with no tongue, pointing eagerly at the door.

The lady stood back; heavy rain banged on the framed windows. She gazed at the door for a moment, as she knew she wasn’t coming back. The landlord held the handle and pulled the door. He felt his hands go numb. He snatched the candle from the lady with a chuckle. She felt threatened.

Slowly, she walked in. The door slammed.

Bushra Idris

The Door

The door was the 13th in the school.

The door was blocked by a metal gate carved with Ancient symbols. The gateway was rusty and heavy, The wooden door was studded with black nails and it had panels that oozed like red liquid.

He remembered when the head teacher told him to never go through the door then the cleaner said the door has been there for 13years. There was a very old lantern by the door and it had the number 666 on it.

His bright green eyes burned with a cruel light. He asked the cleaner if she had the keys for the door and was frightened to open the door. His heart was beating fast. The cleaner asked him. “What are you waiting for?” He heard a scream behind the door and stepped back. The light was flickering. He got
goosebumps.

As he slowly went in the door slammed.

Alex Metrivski

The Door 🚪 

It was dark, gloomy afternoon, The sun was setting. It was a winter day. It hadn’t stopped raining for months. A dark door, just like the night sky, was at the end of the street. It was a heavy oak door –  number 666 – trees surrounded it.

She had just came back from school after a long day. The rain had drenched her from head to toe. She took the short way home. Suddenly, she came across a dark black door camouflaged with the evening sky. She tried to open it but it would move. She saw an old lady sitting outside a blue house. 

The old lady, with thick light brown hair that shone in the sky, eye’s like the deep blue ocean looked, at the girl. ”Need the key?” said the old lady, smiling. The girl slowly reached her long arms out. Then she got the key not knowing that she would never see daylight again.

She anxiously walked over to the old woman. grabbed the key held it tightly. The old woman gave her a smile –  a creepy disturbing smile. It gave her chills of the spine. Then she started walking up to the door and opened it. She stepped inside. It made a loud smash sound that sounded like a lions roar. Then everything went silent.

Then everything went silent..

You could still hear the old woman’s giggles from outside the door. The little girl stood in fear.  She tried to escape but the door would not budge. Hesitantly she kept walking until she reached a pathway leading in different directions…..

Godiva Osei

The Door

The entrance was blocked by an oak wood door carved with ancient symbols, which were smothered with red liquid.

In the cold corridor, the floor was covered with dark, brown dust, which had lingering footprints of unknown guests and a feeling of fear filled the air.

The landlord took his key from his torn pocket. “Go on. Open the door,” the spy snarled with a smirk on his face. Nervously,the landlord pushed the key in the keyhole and turned it with his shivering hands. The landlord grinned; he knew fear when he saw the spy’s emerald eyes staring into the darkness.

The door went towards the landlord’s face. It opened. Slightly.

Damp smell oozed through the black slit. The landlord took a big step back. He gestured with his hands; it was now the time to enter. He had no tongue to speak with; she’d made sure that he kept her secrets.

The spy panicked; a draught moved his hair. He glared into the moonlight. ;And from what I’ve heard’, the landlord thought, ‘this is your last time you are going to see the moonlight’. The spy took a minute torch from his pocket. He pushed the door. The landlord watched intently as the spy’s red beard blazed like fire. Slowly, the spy went in.

The door closed.

Voices echoed.

Screams.

Lex Sreekumar

The Door

The door was the last one in the ward.

As the bulb shone over it, it showed it was locked; an anchor was resting against the door, and the chequered floor was covered with flaked paint. There were carvings on the door; they looked like devil horns.

The patient put the light on a shelf, took a strangely shaped key from his pocket, then shoved it in the key hole. “Well then hurry up.” the visitor barked. “Let me see what she hides in there.”

The Patient grinned; he knew terror when he heard it. With all his might he turned the key anxiously then a shower of rust fell onto the cockroach infested floor.

It opened just a third. A damp small filled the air. He stepped back in terror, reluctantly gave the visitor the lamp, and pointed at the wall. He had no eyes to see with. They made sure of that. This was the point of no return.

He entered.

He tripped.

Grabbed.

Corpse.

Elias Williams

Maths Games

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Posted by bpsmrmurphy | Posted in Uncategorized | Posted on October 27, 2023

Here’s a few links to the games we have played during this half-term. Why not have a go at them over the holidays!

 

Factors and Multiples

https://nrich.maths.org/factorsandmultiples

Nice and Nasty

https://nrich.maths.org/6605

First Connect 3

https://nrich.maths.org/5865

 

Job Advert – Digital Leaders – If you’re interested and would like an application form, please speak to Mr Murphy!

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Posted by bpsmrmurphy | Posted in Uncategorized | Posted on October 2, 2023

Student Staff required 2023-2024

Job title:

Digital Leaders (Y5 & Y6)

Job description:

  • attend regular Digital Leaders meetings/training sessions; FRIDAY LUNCHTIMES 1pm – 1.30pm
  • take part in Safer Internet Day – February – leading assemblies for KS1 and KS2.
  • lead assemblies on E-Safety;
  • assist with technology within class – such as handing out the iPads
  • communicate/listen to ideas from classes on aspects of technology from meetings attended;
  • report any issues with equipment/technology to their teacher.

 

Start/ finish date:

October 2023 – July 2024

Skills and experience required:

Good knowledge of ICT equipment

Ability to listen to instructions

Be able to support adults/children when using technology

Required by:

ASAP

Find Me

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Posted by bpsmrmurphy | Posted in Uncategorized | Posted on October 2, 2023

Find Me

The boy rubbed the rusty key in his palm. Which door in this old, rambling manor house did it open? he wondered.

It had been three weeks now since his mother had taken on the job of housekeeper at Pensfort Manor and the Victorian mansion had become their home.  The owners were away travelling in Europe, leaving the housekeeper and her only son to explore the oak-floored corridors, grand staircases and expensively furnished rooms alone.

His mother was a hardworking and trustworthy woman who took on the role of housekeeper with commitment and dedication. After the death of her husband in the Great War, she had worried about supporting herself and her son financially.  The position at Pensfort Manor had come up at just the right time; she wasn’t going to lose it, if she could help it.  The boy, a dark-haired, energetic nine-year-old, had been delighted to find himself free to roam the many formal gardens, orchards and wildernesses surrounding the Manor and play to his heart’s content within the walls of the ambling house.

Still clutching the mysterious key – which he had found in a drawer in a mahogany sideboard – the boy wandered from room to room, pondering the impressive paintings with elaborate gilt frames. There were fewer pieces of furniture in these rooms, and those few pieces left were covered in sheets, or thick with dust.  Someone tapped him on the back – it was a delicate touch, more that of a child than an adult, but surely not his mother’s? There it was again, a gentle prod, undoubtedly real, for he felt fingernails pierce his shirt.

He spun around to face a portrait of a girl standing beside a piano – she had flowing golden locks, wide blue eyes, but a sad pale face full of loneliness. In the background of the painting was a decaying oak door with a rusting lock…

The girl moved! He could swear it. She seemed to be pointing at his hand – why? He spread out his palm: of course, the key! She smiled but her eyes were bulging with hunger as she beckoned him to come forward. The girl pointed eagerly to the lock in the door behind her. Hypnotically, the boy slid the key towards it and a huge wave of light flooded out of the painting, engulfing him.

“Son?” his mother called to him. No response.  “Son?” Frantically she searched every inch of the house before she remembered the deserted corridor of rooms the owners of the house had told her not to disturb. Her heart pounded as she retraced the boy’s boot prints on the dusty floorboards. On entering the room, her eyes followed the footprints leading curiously up to the gloomy picture of the girl. She recoiled in horror as her eyes took in the scene before her. The girl’s pale hand rested triumphantly on the shoulder of a new companion, one that was not meant to be there… her son.

Links to useful websites!

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Posted by bpsmrmurphy | Posted in Uncategorized | Posted on September 29, 2023

https://www.theschoolrun.com/homework-help/birds

https://ypte.org.uk/factsheets/amphibians/what-is-an-amphibian?gclid=EAIaIQobChMIgNTgvN3L-gIVz4BQBh0QJwZtEAAYAiAAEgKx2_D_BwE

https://www.theschoolrun.com/homework-help/amphibians#:~:text=Amphibians%20are%20vertebrate%20animals%20(have,regulated%20by%20their%20surrounding%20temperature.

https://www.theschoolrun.com/homework-help/fish

https://www.bbc.co.uk/bitesize/topics/z6882hv/articles/zp92xnb

https://www.theschoolrun.com/homework-help/mammals

https://www.theschoolrun.com/homework-help/reptiles

https://www.bbc.co.uk/bitesize/topics/z6882hv/articles/zp9pfg8

First Connect Three – Nrich

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Posted by bpsmrmurphy | Posted in Uncategorized | Posted on September 22, 2023

https://nrich.maths.org/5865

 

Here’s the link to play the First Connect Three game we played in maths (Mr M’s group).

You can change the settings to either play against the computer or a friend.

Good luck!

Homework Week 3

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Posted by bpsmrmurphy | Posted in Uncategorized | Posted on September 22, 2023


This week’s homework is to write a book review – take a look at the instructions above!

 

Also, take a look at the Prime Numbers Rap video (post below) and create a poster to help you remember the prime numbers to 100 and what makes a prime number.

Prime Numbers rap

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Posted by bpsmrmurphy | Posted in Uncategorized | Posted on September 20, 2023

Click the link to watch the Prime Numbers Rap.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=cRz4hW9SPPc

Is your front door number prime or not? How do you know.

Homework for Week 2!

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Posted by bpsmrmurphy | Posted in Uncategorized | Posted on September 13, 2023

Hi Year 6!

Here’s your homework for this week! It’s due in on the

Just in case the QR code doesn’t work for you, here’s the direct link to the website:
https://www.natgeokids.com/uk/discover/geography/physical-geography/amazon-facts/

We’re really looking forward to seeing what you produce! It’s due in on the 21st September!

Homework for Week Beginning 16th January 2023

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Posted by bpsmrmurphy | Posted in Uncategorized | Posted on January 16, 2023

Homework slip wb 2 16.01.23

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