We all need sweets in our life – Hetty

Should sweets and crisps be banned from local stores?   This was the topic of this week’s English lessons in which the children practised persuasive writing language and techniques.  Here are arguments from Nate, Juliette and Hetty who were all against a ban but for different reasons.

Take a step outside and you will see there is litter to your left, right and everywhere. Our local area is way too polluted. We need to sort this out now or very soon. Three weeks ago when we did a survey we saw hundreds of bottles, cans, plastic and more. Some people think that we should ban sweets and crisps from the shops. I do not agree because it is going to put shops out of business and you need sugar to survive.

In my opinion, we should be allowed to have sweets and crisps for lots of reasons. Firstly, kids like them and it is part of growing. Secondly, local shops would be cut out of business. Lastly, people should be able to buy and sell whatever they want.

Even though litter is a very bad thing for our environment, we can educate ourselves to stop. I also understand that sweet and crisps are bad for us but the government should not control our diet.

To summarise, I do not think we should ban local shops from selling sweets and crisps because it would be bad for kids and bad for business.


You only need to take a glance at our local streets to see that they are covered in litter. At our school, Year 4 did a litter survey around our local streets. We saw huge amounts of litter such as cans, plastic bottles, crisp packets and sweet wrappers. Some people argue that we should ban sweets and crisps from local side shops. I believe that is a bad idea and is too extreme.

In my opinion, local shops should be allowed to sell sweets and crisps for a number of reasons. Firstly, it is a free country and people should be allowed to buy and sell whatever they want (within the law). Secondly, it is not fair on people who do not litter. Thirdly, it will not work because people will buy sweets somewhere else. Last but not least, educating people to not drop litter is a better alternative.

Even though it is a sad truth that litter does harm animals and wildlife, there are better options than banning sweets and crisps from our local shops. It is also unfortunate that sweets and crisps are bad for our health, but we are in charge of our diet, not the shops, not the government.

To sum it up, it is clear it is not a good idea to ban sweets and crisps from our shops because it is going to put some shops out of business, it won’t work, and it does not help our community, country or our planet.


Every day I go outside I see plastic wrappers, cans and cups on the floor. At our school, we recently carried out a rubbish survey where we saw plastic cups, plastic bottles and litter of all kinds including lots of crisp packets and sweet wrappers. Some people think that they cannot do anything but they can. But I do not think they should ban local shops from selling sweets and crisps as some people want.

Firstly, if we didn’t have sweets no-one would celebrate Halloween. Secondly, if we have no sweets kids will be sad because they would get no candy at Easter. Not only that, if we do not sell them no-one would come to the shops and we would have no snacks on a long drive.

I know plastic sweet wrappers can be bad but banning sweets will not be fair to the people who go plastic free and always put wrappers in the bin and we need some sweets in our life. Not only that, if we have no sweets no-one would go to the shops and we would have no energy.

In conclusion, I think we should not ban sweets and crisps because it will not be fair, everyone will be miserable and no-one wants the world like that.


Reflections on today’s writing

The children have all written a reflection on their persuasive letters – examples from Sam, Elwood, Juliette and Adam below.  I am keen that they all have an opinion about each piece of writing that they produce and that this is more important to them than anything that I may think about their work.  Experience has shown me that as soon as a young writer cares about his or her words, and develops pride as a writer, they are on a good track.  They are mostly proud of their work today which is really encouraging.

I feel proud of my letter.  I clearly think that it tells Ms Atkins what to do, how to do it and why to do it.  I also included things like “Perhaps even worse” and “not only that” plus facts to back up my argument.  My favourite sentence is: “This is an issue young people care about and we must put a stop to it.” I think it is very persuasive and will catch Ms Atkins’ attention.


I feel proud of my work because I like the facts and I think I can catch Miss Atkins’ attention with my letter.  My favourite part is the bit about the scale of how much plastic is thrown away. I think the facts will shake her.  I learnt lots of new spellings like “banning” and “first”.


I feel proud about my letter because I think it sounds persuasive.  I gave a solution and I think everyone’s letters would persuade Ms Atkins and I hope she will change things.  I think my first paragraph will inform Ms Atkins what the letter is about. I always get the spelling of “which” wrong and always writing it like “wich”, which I need to change, which, which which, which, which!  I’ve used linking phrases like “in particular” and “also this is a problem”. I’ve tried hard on my handwriting and I think I’ve improved. The sentence I like best is the one I worked on with Kia which is “The impact of plastic is a problem for planet Earth and our generation.”


I am proud of my letter.  I think it is very persuasive.  It says what the problem is and how to solve it.  I included linking phrases like “in addition” and “another concern”.  My favourite sentence was, “Let me give you the breakdown” because it’s funny and it’s like me.


The Victorians

We’ve started a series of lessons on the Victorians.  We’ll look at lots of different aspects of Victorian England and, by the end, aim to form an opinion on whether we should think of the Victorian era as a golden age for Britain or a dark age.

We started by looking at what seems to be a historical mystery: 

Victorian city

Why did so many people move from the countryside to cities when there was so much poverty, pollution and squalor in these cities and life expectancy was lower? 


Juliette set out her analysis of the reasons like this:


Hetty wrote these interesting reflections:

I think it’s because there were lots of nice houses and better jobs and everyone was moving there.  So I think they wanted to have a fresh start in a better place because everyone said that’s what it was but actually it was really bad and boring and everyone was tired and hated it – only rich people liked it.

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.

Book reviewers of the week – Juliette, Chyanne and Kia


Here’s Juliette writing about David Walliams’ Grandpa’s Great Escape and a picture of the old folk’s home where he’s been “put”:  

So far in the story, Jack has a grandfather who was a pilot in the air force in World War II but when he is put into an old folk’s home it is up to him and Jack to escape from the evil matron.






Chyanne’s reading Nancy Drew by Carolyn Keene:  

Nancy Drew is a detective.  She solves tons of mysteries but the only mystery she’s trying to crack at the moment is what to get for her dad’s birthday without making a mess!  Nancy lives in River Heights and is well known for her skills. I am enjoying this book because I would love to solve some mysteries too.





Kia’s reading Roald Dahl’s George’s Marvelous Medicine: 

George has made his marvelous medicine and is now cooking it on the stove.  He’s added a lot of animal pills.