Shaun's Writing on the Theme of Setting

Monday 24^th June 2013

Lo: I am learning to use excellent examples of vocabulary, technique and description, to write a description of a setting that makes my reader feel like they are there.

One beautiful and fresh day Charlie was going of to the park as he opened the squeaky and rusty gate he could see the dogs chasing the wooden stick. The babies on the swings back, and forward, Middle aged kids kicking the football high in the ocean blue sky like a rocket taking of.

Charlie could feel the fresh summer breeze gently on his arm. As he was running he slithered his finger tip across swing chain. Beneath the swings was a rough bag inside the bag was a pile of craggy dog eared books for the book sale in the old run  down charity shop with infuriating sculptures and knick – knacks.

As he was strolling down something attract his eye it was shiny and it led under the ground. He wanted to follow it but it seemed like his eyes was written   “GET OUT” and with no seconds he rushed out and sprinted home with nothing In his way…

 

Isaiah's Writing on the Theme of Setting

Monday 24^th June 2013

LO: I am learning to use excellent examples of vocabulary, technique and description to write a description of a setting that makes my reader feel like they are there.

The block door was cold. As I went to open it the metal sucked all the warmth out of my hand. I arrived at my green, glossed front door and dried my soaked to the bone feet. The doors whirred open after I jerked my key about in the lock. I entered and I brushed my rough, large fingers along the old, rundown wooden shoe rack. I strolled casually into my living room and sat down on the black leather chairs. Next to the chairs, stood a silver Sony TV with Sky+. Above the chair, was a desktop computer. It whirred and clogged as I switched it on. I glanced at all the photos in my living room and  I was so amazed. I twirled the TV control about in between my fingers for a second and I felt the tingling sensation. 

Kevin's Writing on the Theme of Setting

I walked on to the dry dusty sand my feet made distinct footsteps. I went up to the red smooth door. There was a never ending corridor and on the right there was an amazing beautiful room with a wide screen TV and leather silver sofas. There are blue sparkly cretins with a long pole. I sat on the soft sofa and relaxed and next to there was a table with giant wonderful flowers the flowers smells like fruity delight and bursting with relaxing smell. Underneath there was a piece of carpet. Behind it there was biggest TV in the world. Above the TV there was a sparkly yellow light blob. Beside the light blob there was a six eyed black spider.               

Jack`s writing on the Theme of Setting

Tommy strolled slowly down Robin Good-Fellows Road to an amazing party. The sun beamed into the conservatory, music was blaring out of the bungalow. Tommy knocked on the wooden front door. Charlie opened the door.
"The party is ready!" He shouted over the music.
Charlie and Tommy were brothers. In a flash people came, crowds and crowds. They partied all night. Time flew by and the next day came. The house was a absolute mess, rubbish everywhere and people still laying on the floor from last night. The house was wrecked.
Long, colourful party streamers hung from the fan, plastic cups layered the floor. Beside the cups was cake printed into what used to be a blue, lovely carpet, the prints lead to the kitchen door. Tommy`s eyes followed the heavy prints, and ominous smell drifted into Tommy`s nostrils. He slowly and nervously walked into the kitchen. Party hats hung from the cupboards, the smell of stale beer floated in the air past the cupboard door that was missing a hinge. In the hall, cake was sprinkled up the walls. Beyond the hall the toilet was clogged with toilet roll.

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The potatoes that we planted earlier in the year have flowered and are almost ready to harvest! What can you see on the flower? What is it doing and why? Comment below! 

The Big Sing

Last week we took part in a Gospel singing concert, led by the one and only Karen Gibson at St Gabriel's College. Check put our photos and video, we'd love to hear what you think!!

Shaun's Writing on the Theme of Love

One Sunday there was a boy called Arsharvin. He had blond hair like gold he was from Russia. He was into the new game called fifa 14 he really wanted but his mum wouldn’t let him he always asked and always the answer was always no. Meanwhile he asked again but mum yelled “N-O spells NO” he sprinted to his room, half crying as he dived in his bed. He thought that he would steal so he got his stuff which he would need he got a kane, a ball for distraction and large stone in its locked and of he went “Yes its open” “click ” I better hide near the xbox controller there it was fifa 14 with messi the middle now I can play it.

Eugene's Writing on the Theme of Love

On the hot and beautiful summery day Josiah had a trial for real Madrid. It was for young and beautiful juniors. As Josiah walk in he had a surprise and saw a pretty nice girl Josiah asked can I help you with  any think. Veronica said instead can i ask you a question. Junior exclaimed go ahead. Veronica said may I go out with you Josiah froze as still as a silver army soldier that was about to get fired  from his job.... Josiah hugged her and took her number from the beautifully girl he has ever seen. but Josiah was worried about his bossy boss. Josiah  boss has made him run as if he was about to die. Then Josiah and veronica was one together in their life.

The end     

Kevin's Writing on the Theme of Love

Once on a rainy Tuesday Michael the muncher ate his first ever golden chicken nugget. “That was the best thing I ever tasted in my life” said Michael the muncher in amazement. When Michael the muncher got home his mum gave him sausages “I’m not having sausages for dinner I want chicken nuggets” demand Michael the muncher said. “finish your sausages first “said mum rolling her eyes.” But mum chicken nuggets tastes like crispy nugget dellite” said Michael “NO!!!!”said mum. Michael stormed out of the room and Michael made a promise to live in a chicken nuggets shop. He eat so much nuggets three lorries had to deliver them he lay on his disgusting hairy back and opened his mouth with saliva dropping down his neck with excitement the lorries tipped all the crown gold nuggets and he eat his way out. Know his skin started to slowly change in to a golden nugget colour . then his body slowly turn into a oval shape yes he was turning into a nugget.        

Jack's Writing on the Theme of Love

On a beautiful, hot summer day, Jack sat on the old, crumbling brick wall in the park. He had to finish his maths homework. A pretty girl walked by, Jack asked her to help him with his homework.

“Yes I can.” The girl smiles slowly “My name is Lilly”

“Hi Lilly my name is Jack”

They start to do the homework slowly but surely, “I like dancing” Lilly exclaims

“So do I!’

They chatted away for hours. The time struck 9:00pm

“I have to go Jack, see you tomorrow!”

The next day came quickly. They met in the park and did the homework, Lilly started to say something but Jack was too busy daydreaming about him and Lilly being together. “JACK! Snap out of it!” Jack jumps up and starts to listens. “What do you think of taking out relationship to the next level?”

“W-w-wait you mean b-boyfriend?” Jack stuttered quickly.

“Yes Jack, that’s what I mean…” Lilly then slowly kisses Jack. “Here have my number” She wrote it on a piece of paper and passes it to Jack. “Call me…” Lilly walked briskly away

Isaiah's Writing on the Theme of Love

There was a house for sale. And not just a average house. A imposing one. Isaac stood undisturbed and stared at the sign. He sighed. He didn’t have any friends. He wished someone would be his friend. As time passed, as weeks passed, a family moved in. The family had a daughter and her name was Stephanie. She had blonde hair and had brown freckles and was as tall The Shard.

“Hey, I’ve never seen you before.” said Isaac abruptly.
“ Yeah, I just moved in.”

She was as pretty as roses. Isaac nonchalantly invited her into his large house and they found out they have a moon of things in common like they both enjoy music, books and games. He flickered through his CD collection and picked out his favourite which was by a band called The Three Musketeers. Isaac began to sing and Stephanie joined in eccentrically.

“You like The Three Musketeers?”

“Course!” replied Stephanie

The next day, a sight shocked Isaac. He saw Stephanie at his school.

“Isaac, please be my friend. I’m lonely.”

His jaw dropped with astonishment. His eyes widened.

“I’ll be your friend forever!”

Then from that moment on they always played together.