We visited Thimblemill library. It was such an amazing experience!
Author: bpsmrsakhtar
Natural Norway
Natural Norway
Have you ever been to Norway? IF you have not, it is a beautiful place! Norway is a country in northern Europe and Sweden it its neighbouring country. Read on to find to out more about Norway!
Are you a lover of animals?
Arctic foxes also live in Norway. It is a beautiful country in the summer. Foxes coat changes to a light brown colour in the winter. You have to believe it. You can go sledging with them! That’s not all, you can also go to Pulpit Rock, it’s not just a rock, it is more! You follow a path that is full of natural wonders.
All things food
If you truly want to discover a unique Norwegian food, you have to try Brunost. This is not produced anywhere else in the world. Even though Brunost is cheese, it has a sweet flavour, it is similar to caramel.
Be quick and visit www.missjonestravel.co.uk. Book your trip of a lifetime.
A wonderful piece of writing by Clinton in 3J.
3J’s Stone Age to Bronze Age Museum
First of all 3J would like to thank all the parents and family members who attended our museum and made it a huge success. We value and appreciate you taking time out of your busy lives to be a part of our achievements. We hope you had a great time and enjoyed being a part of our museum. We had lots to showcase!
What did you enjoy the most?
Here are some pictures from the museum.
An independent suspense story
I could see the sun slowly fade away and the moon in its place. I could also smell the BBQ’s smoke drifting into the night sky. I was singing songs while the marshmallows were getting crispy by the open fire. My family quickly fell asleep. As it was getting dark, I slowly moved closer to my mom. How long would it be until sunrise?
When the clock struck twelve, it inched out of its den, ran through the forest and wiggled in the squelchy mud.
I could hear loud yapping coming from the bushes. What was that sound? Am I dreaming? I curled up into a little ball and rocked side to side. A cute ball of fluff came rolling towards me. It was a fox or was it?
A beautiful independent write by a child in 3J
Suspense story
The moon glittered in the night sky replacing the sun. I was playing a Christmas song on my guitar around the fire. Abidan and Arthur went inside to sleep. I went inside too. Then Arthur said to me, “Ismail I am not too sure about this.” I agreed. When would it be sunrise?
When Arthur and Abidan went to sleep, the werewolf darted across his lair, shot between the trees and crossed the road to Calthorpe Haven.
I could see bushes dripping with red liquid. Whose blood was that? It was a WEREWOLF! The Werewolf’s mouth was dripping with blood. His eyes were yellow, he was staring at me.
A wonderful independent write by a child in 3J
Suspense Story
It was almost midnight and I was sleeping. I fastened the small, flexible tent. My friend was drifting to sleep. My heart was beating as fast as a plane. I could hear the animals that live under the ground making their way through the soil. How long until I fall asleep?
When the clock struck and the moon shone, he intertwined out of his lair, criss-crossed over the moorland and inched through the fog.
I heard a terrifying noise outside. My face was white like a ghost. I saw a figure smiling and waving at me. What on earth was it?
Written by a child in 3J
Suspense story
It was time to go to sleep. I closed my tent. My light went out and my tent was pitch black. My teeth were chattering. When will it be morning?
When the sun faded away, the beast squirmed through the cave, criss-crossed over the moorland and shot across the fog.
I could hear a creepy song outside my tent. My heart skipped a beat. A creepy black shadow was looking into my soul.
Written by M in 3J
A postcard from Ghana!
Today year 3 received a postcard from Graceland International School in Ghana. We were also sent a book called Where are we? Miss Jones read the book to us. We are all confused but very excited to meet the children from Graceland International School.
Have a look at our postcard which came all the way from Ghana.
We sat around to listen to Miss Jones read the book.
We can’t wait for next Friday! Can you?