New topic time!

We have started a new topic!
Our new topic is Victorians! We have travelled back in time to learn about famous Victorians and their lives. We are reading books that are set in the Victorian era and have been to dickens world! We look forward to blogging about our new topic and all the activities in this extremely long, last term!

Oliver Twist

We have been learning about The Victorian Era. This has lead to Charkes Dickens. Recently, we've been on a road trip to Dickens World in Kent. Yesterday, we watched a trailer of it. Here is the 1933 version.
                                                                   Enjoy!

Allow Us To Introduce Ourselves

We read poems and raps from the book Hip-Hop Speaks to Children.  We thought about the similarities and differences between raps and poems and considered which of them we liked and why.

We listened again to 'Allow Us To Introduce Ourselves' by Charles R. Smith Jr and composed our own poems based on this.  Enjoy...

The Highwayman by Andre

Written from Tim's point of view.

Every time I see the highwayman and Bess together I get really annoyed because I want to propose to her but,when I do the stupid highwayman comes along from the purple moors!I cannot stand seeing them, when I,m just sitting there selling wood I hate being an ostlar  because I could be with Bess instead.Bess was the only person that I could talk to ,but again and again the highwayman comes from a ribon like road .I'm as jealous as hell that I haven't found my love yet. 

Bess is such a lovely person but,the highwayman is a black harted pest and that is why I'd never spoken to him only if it hadn't been for my lovely Bess.                                                                                                                                                           

The Highwayman-Milena

DESCRIPTION

Spooky were the tall,talking trees,dancing in the natural blow of the wind. A round diamond glowed in the garnet-like sky. The grass stopped gossiping as a sugar-like frost cast a spell on them. A rocky road meandered round the iron bars that defended the grass. A pitch black shadow creaked over the purple moor. Mysteriously, a scuttle of movement faded out into the silent night. Slowly, the wind whispered to the trees. Hands reached out and towered over the muddy river of shadowy green. Small, gleaming pebbles jumped about as the tlot tlot tlotting of a Highwayman's black horse came riding up the path.

India the highwayman

Currently,5M have been focusing on a poem called the Highwayman by Alfred Noyes.We have been using descriptive language to write a description from one of the scenes in the poem. This is by India, a child in 5m.
I hope you enjoy it !!!

Stretching towards you, the bony, bare, brown branches are trying to garb you as they jiggle and jive in the grey, gusty wind. Scrape! Scrape! Scrape! The branches scratch against the fence as shavings of black paint spray onto the large plain of grass . Glistening over the purple moor the glowing diamond moon was a bumble bee hive as it stood out in the oily black blotchy sky.With spookiness the trees were a maze of terror.

the highwayman by Oisin

Branches as thin as bony fingers,the trees hide the moon from battling the darkness. A ribbon of fog over laps the road of darkness up to the view point. As still as a brick the tree holds onto the ground stronger than 20 men altogether. The wind whispered to the trees and started to more every thing it could. It was silent as a room with nothing inside.

The highway man by yasmina

In year 5 we've been focusing on a poem called the high way man by Alfred Noyes  .  We've  been writing  scenes from the poem . I hope you enjoy it .

By  Yasmina
As the haunted hallway stayed silent , the still trees are as tall as a rocket . The moon is a white bunch of cotton wool .Standing still , the gates are as stripy as a tiger ! Quietly , everything is a solid ocean of sadness
.  every where is a ghostly galleon...

when the bright moon was silent , it glowed into the misty moor . the trees are giant snakes lighting across the Halloween scene . Also  , the grass was no where to be seen . This road was a place where if someone came in it would never come out . As the were wolf howled in the moonlight that body of darkness was nowhere to be seen . The night grew darker .The sky was a dark as space .

A lowed noise screamed along this horrifying night there was no one to be  seen and there wasent
a sight . silently the misty moon glowed silently . This place was a maze of terror ...

The Highwayman by Daniel

We have been learning about Highwayman by Alfred Noyes. We have been learning to describe images to set an image in your head.
                                                  Here is my work:

As the trees waltzed in the twinkling moonlight, the moon's oily black tears covered the forest. The wind of silence brushed past quickly. The sky were garnets that jumped and twirled.The road was a ribbon of moonlight;the peace and tranquility was caged like a piece of ivory being smuggled by thieves, only to be let out by day. Then, a dot appeared. It appeared to be the Highwayman, riding on his horse. Tlot! Tlot! Tlot!
His horse trampled on the last surviving rose.
This moor is a nightmare!

Rui's poem highwayman

It was dark as black cats, a dark night  and the shining moon light, the owls hooting above the trees and the peacefulness ghostly trees, moving and swaying, the holy church staring at the grassy old road, the rain splashing  in the distance and cars racing along, the evil rain dropping on the peoples heads poor people putting news papers  over ,there hairs a great speed passed the lights as a strange man stopped like his horse was a car and the mud splashed ,as the rain's roaring and waleing

The highwayman by chelsea

The naked trees stood still like bony fingers
The slick snow was like sugary, ice, plane sheets. Crackling as crispy as bacon.
Hills deep as the river Thames and leads you to nowhere. Despite the crackling ice sheets, it was used as a ice skating ring. As a matter of fact, this path was used when the Highway came riding, riding, riding up to nowhere. It was so still, you could hear the wind.

The Highwayman by 5M

We have been looking at the poem The Highwayman by Alfred Noyes.  We looked at the similes and metaphors and created images of our own using the description.  We acted out some of the scenes.  We are currently writing play scripts based on the poem.

Here follows some of our Highwayman work.

More about The Highwayman

Here are some more versions of The Highwayman

 

by Overmonnow Primary School

by St Saviour's CoE Primary

by Lyndhurst Primary School

What do you think that we should do for our final piece at the end of this unit of work?  Feel free to make suggestions in the comments.

The Highwayman

We are learning about the poem The Highwayman by Alfred Noyes.

We have thought about the language used, the feeling and mood of the poem.  Write a letter from Bess to the Highwayman, or from The Highwayman to Bess in the comments.  How do they feel about each other?  What might they say to each other?  What might happen if anyone found their letters?  What are their plans for the future?  What does Bess' father think of their love?

Challenge:  Can you make up your own story poem?