Slow writing – Javine

My running is to fast for these monkeys.They are behind me though,my heart is racing my and my mind is pondering, will I ever escape? My mind is racing my heart is pumping and I am running out of oxygen.As fast as a racing car I zoomed past the other monkeys.My legs rushing my arms flying,myself concentrated.Money is mine! A second later they have gone and I am wondering Will I ever pull through?!!! 

Temple run

Snatching the golden treasure without him knowing the they are the risks. The idol’s features shimmered upon the temple ceiling. Suspiciously, he heard howling monkeys in the distance.

As quick as a flash, came out him zooming out of the temple door and onto the ancient pathways, Fear painted his face making his face pale as a lion’s fur. Reaching his final destination but will he survive?… 

Who am I?

1)  I have 0 vertices, 0 Edges, 1 round face. 

2)  I have 2 face sone curved one and one flat, one vertices one edge.

3)  I have 6 faces all sqare shaped, 12 Edges and 8 vertices.  

4)  I have 6 faces all rectangle shaped, 12 Edges and 8 vertices.  

5)  I have 5 faces – 4 triangle ones and 1 flat squared one, 8 Edges and 5 verices.  

                              WHEN YOU ARE TYPING THE ANSWERS AS A COMMENT PLEASE PUT THE NUMBER of THE QUESTION.  THANK YOU.   This is a game on bitesize that you can try out!!

My Poem

The one that loves to dance

 

She is small, she is skinny, but she sure knows how to move her feet,

The one she hates said something horrid

And that one really is very solid

She said

“Make me scream, make me suffer but I’ll embarrass you like Katy Snuffer

 

She is small, she is skinny, but she sure knows how to move her feet,

She practiced and practiced until she was too good

And dance the night away if she could

She said

“I may be small, I may be skinny but baby I know how to move my feet

 

Thank you for reading! I wrote this all by myself!

 

The Piano

The frail old man slumped down in the giant black chair.  The dark and empty room was filled with sadness. He was all alone. His twitching fingers ran wild playing the piano. Gradually the memories came flooding in; the traumatic times clouded his mind!

An icy chill shivered down his spine as a recent memory came rushing back to him. He visualised her cold frail lips touch his face. Her wrinkly fingers delicately laid on the keys, he knew there was only one person who could play like that, it was his wife!  Delight filled his heart, but the pain of losing her never left him.

Suddenly his fingers danced on the keyboard, as fast as lightening, boom an echoing chill exploded into life, the enclosed secret was finally opened.  Guilt dripped down his face, his eyes bursting with slow tear drops, they showed the horror of what had happened. What would of happened if? would he be alive today? would he forgive me if he was here today? He was broken.  The memory of watching  and letting his army friend die still torments him today.

He immersed himself even deeper into his memories.  Cautiously he glanced up at his pale, old grandad, he laid the present before his very eyes.  For a while he stared, anxiously, almost frightened at it, you could see thoughts travelling round his mind, is it a chocolate bar? His heart was pounding as fast as lightening, he looked down tentatively at the thin white box, it edged closer.  Slowly his young healthy hand opened it, his heart stopped and his eyes widened excitedly it was a wooden horse – he cherished it for a life time.

The surreal hallucination finally ceased, he reluctantly drifted back into the real world.  Suddenly, a tall darkish, brown wooden horse galloped past his beady, hazel eyes.  His heart warmed and his chiselled old mouth and craggy face showed the expression of happiness.  His grandchild cantered  around the new illuminating  room in total exultation, nonchalantly the boy walked closer and closer to the glossy high spec black piano.  Slowly he sat down in the puffy leather chair and tentatively pressed on the last note, he glanced up.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

The piano

The old man sat facing the piano, gazing into oblivion. Thomas pressed the dusty keys, creating his source of life, gathering his thoughts. He was alone in a pitch black room then suddenly his eyes opened to see.

A cold chill shivered down my spine as a recent memory came back to me. I knew something was on its way and coming here; cometh of my dearest companion- somebody so close to me . Somebody I once loved but has been extracted away from me. The memory came before me: blurring, hovering and confronting me. Recognizing her I smiled. She pressed the keys playing the same piece ; playing the most wonderful piece. It was a truly special lady- my wife. As she played her last note I felt her warm lips pressing against me cheek. She disappeared.

He  got out of his memory starting to feel alone in the same room as something dreadful came to him, something tragic. He suddenly felt a flash of guilt, knowing that he had to face something evil. Knowing that he had to come face to face with the devil inside. A fear painted his face as his world up side-down. He started to play faster.

Something began to come to me but thinking about it I would say It wasn’t a pleasant memory. It was a memory about the war, working as a medic. A of sorrow.

Suddenly, I saw it . Eventually I heard it. But who was it?. Bang! went a noise   like a lions roar. Who was he? I said Instantly realizing I had a gun! “Get down!” shouted the same man standing next to me. “Who are you?” I said to the man quizzically. He pulled an unknown face which I couldn’t tell if its I smile or a frown. “Cover me” I prepared my kit ” I’m ready”

” you sure ”

” yes “. He went out and I was un-prepared . Before I could blink, Bang! I rushed to the man. He was lieing down with red things- blood all over him I held his hand hard remembering who he was ; how much he ment  to me.

Thomas pressed the keys hard in frustration trying to forget injustice, the mistake, the sadness, the guilt.He suddenly remembered something else.

Digital leader meeting

Every Monday I have digital leader meetings with the other digital leaders.  In this weeks digital leader meeting Mrs kearney told us that the Governors were coming to talk to us next Tuesday.  We all had to chose something we can talk to them about me and Lucy C are going puppet pals.  Puppet pals is an app on the I pads.  On puppet pals you can make or take your own characters and you can make a puppet show you can chose more characters or you can get some of Google. Puppet pals is a good app to use if you are doing a puppet show, if you have got an I pad you can get it. It is a free app    

My sleepover

On Saturday my friend Angelina came round for a sleepover.  My little brother and sister were so exited about her coming round.  When she came my brother couldn’t stop shouting.  Then we watched a little bit of the T.V.  After that my mum gave us something to eat.  After we ate we played a game on mini clip . At 8 o  clock my mum called us down stairs for lunch.  We had pasta for lunch, after lunch we said our prayers and went to bed. Having her round was so much fun.  She is coming again next Friday. 

New 100wc Prompt – Week #36

This week it is the turn of individual words. You will have 100 words to add to these:

… SUMMER BLACK EXPENSIVE POLAR BEAR FLYING …

They can be put anywhere in your writing and in any order but they must all be there. Make sure you think carefully about your writing and make it as creative as you can.

Retelling Bible stories

During our RE day, we read and explored the story of Shadrach, Meshach and Abednego, which is a story all about staying true to your faith.

We retold the story in different ways: drama; using Bible Buddies on the iPad; creating a children’s book; and developing a real puppet show for the children in FS2 and year 2.

Here are the two groups acting out their story, while beneath you can see Molly, Cian, Emil and Phillip’s work on Bible Buddies.

R.E. Day group one from St. Joseph’s Primary on Vimeo.

R.E Day group two from St. Joseph’s Primary on Vimeo.

re day Molly d from St. Joseph’s Primary on Vimeo.

The 3 people who dis-obey from St. Joseph’s Primary on Vimeo.

R.E day Emil, Cian from St. Joseph’s Primary on Vimeo.

RE Day

Today, 21st of June we will be having an RE day. RE is all about Jesus and God and we learn how to be a good Catholic.

We have to dress up as someone or something from the Old Testament from the Bible. Some people are coming in onesies, to be animals from Noah’s Ark. Maybe someone could be Noah or maybe Joseph!

The teachers are dressing up as lots of things, Mr Connor said ‘He’s Trying To Get As Many Animals On Him As He Can’. So I’m quite exited to see that!

Our school prayer.

This is our school, let peace dwell here.

Let  each room be full of contemption.

Love of life, love of one another

Amen

So that’s what we’re doing today, What About You?