Rosendale’s bamboo fence – iPad art

To finish our series of lessons on sketching and painting on an iPad, the children had a go at painting the bamboo hedge in the Daley Thompson playground.  They needed more time and we’ll try to come back to this after half term – but here are some works in progress by Macie, Alamine, Sam, Reuben and Oscar.

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Times Tables Masters

Over the next few months, I would like to be able to award everyone in 4TBM the title of Times Tables Master and we will work hard as a class towards this goal.  To become a Times Tables Master, the children have to be able to answer any and all times tables questions up to 12 x 12 within 5 seconds.   Even when a member of the class thinks that they know their times tables, it can sometimes be another step to be able to show this to their teacher under a bit of pressure – but that’s when they really know them, in my opinion!

We got started today.  Congratulations to the first four Times Tables Masters: Alamine, Niccolo, Sam and Rafi.

Times Tables master



In today’s lesson on religion and worldviews, we started to explore the question ‘What is religious faith?’  (The children will look at what faith might mean in other worldviews in Year 5.)  Adam, Alamine and Lynden shared what their religious faith meant to them (confidence, peacefulness, a conversation with yourself they said respectively) and then we listened to some well-known personalities who have religious faith – including famous athletes Usain Bolt and Mo Farah – talk about why and how their faith has been important in their lives.  

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Later in the lesson the children wrote down words and ideas that they connect to the idea of faith and we put them into a word cloud.   We used a structure called “jot thoughts” (pictured above) where the children write down any idea that comes into their head and there is no right or wrong contribution.


For a bit of fun at the end of the lesson, we watched part of the classic episode of The Simpsons in which Bart sells his soul to Milhouse – worth a watch if you like The Simpsons!

Brockwell Park in autumn – poems (1)

The children have written wonderful poems about Brockwell Park.  Enjoy these ones from Kenza, Nyah, Juliette, Alamine, Nate and Sam to start with – the rest to follow in subsequent posts.

Walking through Brockwell Park
What can I see?
Leaves shivering on their branches
Leaves lying on the ground like blotches of paint
Leaves spinning in the air like dancers on ice
Conkers falling from the tree like bombs
Pigeons fighting over breadcrumbs like children diving on sweets from a Pinata

Walking through Brockwell Park
What can I hear?
I can hear autumn saying “I’m back”
Traffic rumbling on Norwood Road
Leaves crunching like a packet of crisps.

Walking through Brockwell Park
What can I feel?
I can feel the chill in the air
The autumn dew coming through my shoes
The sun beaming through the trees onto my cheeks
Warming me
Like a cup of coffee.

Running through Brockwell Park, what can I see?
Leaves coloured
Golden yellow
Salad green
Rose red
That’s what I see!
Chocolate brown
Yum! That’s my favourite stuff!

Walking through Brockwell Park, what can I hear?
The autumn breeze
Whistling past
My ear
Dogs barking
Children playing
Wind blowing
What a chill!
Parakeets singing
Calling me to play
I imagine I’m a parakeet
Flying through the sky

Walking through Brockwell Park, what can I feel?
I feel the autumn breeze
Blowing past my ears
Chilling me.
I pick up a caramel-coloured leaf
I run my finger over the veins
And bumpy edges.

Walking through Brockwell Park
What can I see?
Leaves the colour of chestnut and pumpkin
Diving off the trees
I can see the leaves plumetting down
Making art on the ground.

Walking through Brockwell Park
What can I hear?
I can hear
The wind whispering “autumn’s here”
The parakeets screeching
Up high in the golden trees
The traffic roaring past
Dogs barking
Muffled in the strong breeze.

Walking through Brockwell Park
What can I feel?
The autumn sun
Beaming on my face
The sun sparkling
Through the trees like diamonds
The cold, skiddy grass
Like being on ice

An amber-coloured leaf
Floats to the ground
Like a graceful ballerina landing
I pick up the leaf
Its colourful, leathery, damp surface
Feels like a piece of soft material
Bye, bye summer!

Walking through Brockwell Park what can I see?
Leaves dancing at autumn’s party.
Leaves gliding, twisting and turning like aeroplanes in the sky.
Leaves turning all different colours: gold, brown, orange, yellow and mustard
Pigeons fighting over food like children fighting over toys.

Walking through Brockwell Park what can I hear?
Parakeets calling and screeching.
All the children playing
And running about.
The dogs barking
Chasing squirrels
Playing with their ball.
In the distance, the cars rumbling on Norwood Road

Walking through Brockwell Park, what can I feel
Autumn chill in the sky
The wetness on the grass getting into my shoe.
The sun sparkling on my cheek.
I run and skid
On the wet grass
Slipping and falling and laughing away
Running around
So much fun!

Walking through Brockwell Park
What can I see?
Leaves tumbling down from trees like circus acrobats
Leaves shaking away at their branches
Crowds of leaves on the ground like people at a football match
Bugs crawling around on the wet grass
Spiders hiding in corners of trees

Walking through Brockwell Park
What can I hear?
The autumn breeze inviting me to join in
Parakeets singing a smooth melody
Leaves partying like mad
Children screaming and running.

Walking through Brockwell Park
What can I feel?
I feel dampness in my socks and shoes
Wind blowing at me like a speeding car.

Walking through Brockwell Park
What can I see?
Leaves the colour of toast and marmalade
Shivering on their branches
Waiting for their time to come
To dive down, down, down
Surfing on the autumn breeze
Then muscling for space
Like fans at a football match
Before coming to a rest
And forming a beautiful carpet
Of red, yellow, amber and orange
On the wet muddy ground.

Walking through Brockwell Park
What can I hear?
The sound of autumn calling me
The crunching of crisp leaves
Like bacon sizzling in a frying pan
The wind whistling a tune to me.
Parakeets screeching
Children playing
Dogs barking
At the foot of the tree
Looking for the squirrel
It was chasing.

Walking through Brockwell Park
What can I feel?
The autumn chill in the air
Dew on the grass
The sun’s beams of light burning on my cheeks
But they don’t warm me.

I pick up a rust red leaf
And I run my finger around
Its serrated edges
Feel the leathery texture
And I drop it back down
To rot in the soil.

I run and skid
On the wet grass
I feel the water
I feel that it’s autumn!

Autumn verse

The children experimented with writing verses with a similar rhythm and rhyming pattern to the poem we looked at yesterday.  The idea today was just to have fun and try out some rhymes. We’ll have a go at writing longer poems tomorrow.

School is starting
What a bummer!
Autumn’s coming
Bye bye summer!

Back to school
Acorns, conkers
Rust red leaves
Let’s go bonkers!

Autumn’s here
What a cheer
Pumpkin spiced lattes are back
But I hope there aren’t mice in my flat!

Summer’s ending
Back to school
Lots of friends
Very cool!

Dog’s barking
Conkers falling
Autumn’s here
How appalling!

Summer is ending
Leaves are falling
Dogs are barking
Autumn is calling.

Back to school
Then hibernation
Autumn’s here
An abomination.

Autumn’s coming
Swallows fly
Down to Italy
Swooping through the sky.

Trick or treat!
Scary costumes
Lots of sweets

Shorter days
Brighter lights
Buying presents
What a delight!

Autumn is colourful
Red, brown and green
Prickly conkers
Under the tree.

Summer is over
Autumn is coming
Leaves are falling
Acorns are cracking.

Back to school
Autumn breeze
Grey skies
Golden trees.

Why we had a great year…

Today I told the children that I had jumped ahead to the end of the school year and was writing them all an end-of-year report saying what a great year they’d had.  All they had to do in return was to write me a letter to explain why it was that they had had such a good year.

We talked about what makes a good learner and discussed the saying ‘Those who believe they can do something and those who believe they can’t are both right.’  The children wrote some great letters, showing they understood that if we believe in ourselves, work hard, and listen to and help one another, then there are no limits.

Sam:  Every day I believed in myself and I was determined to learn.  No matter how hard it was, I always gave it a try. I was especially proud when I produced a nice piece of art, even though it took a few attempts until I got it right.  When things went wrong I asked my teammates for help. I worked together with my class; they learnt things off me and I learnt things off them.

Azeeza.  I was determined to learn and never gave up, but when I was stuck my team mates helped me.

Oscar:  If I was stuck with something one of my teammates helped me and if they were stuck I would help them.  

Hollie:  I found that when it comes to art I enjoy to help others and coach they if they really need my help.    If any of my friends needed help I would always go over to their table and help them out.  

Adam:  Even when things went wrong, I just put a line through it and started again.

Alamine:  In my team I was a really good teammate because I cooperated with my team really well and when I needed help I would ask a teammate or the teacher.  I would never be afraid to ask for help and whenever my teammates needed help I would coach them. Every day when I go home I would always read. I think in class I worked really hard.  Whenever I do work I always like to do it with pride.