A lot of stuff happened today…

A lot of stuff happened today, so here it all is:

Today it was international day at school. We had some foreign people come in, they’ve been visiting our school for the past week, but today they gave talks, each group gave talks to a different house, and then we did posters about the countries. I did Greece. I am one of the only three girls in my class that are in the house Boudicca.

There are four houses:

Boudicca (green)

Erik the red (blue)

William the conqueror (red)

and Alfred the great (yellow)

One of the girls from Boudicca was away, so I decided to start of a poster, and finnish it with the other girl, Milly, who was at a music lesson. When she came back she refused to work with me as she’d been watching the WTC talk and therefore needed to work with one of the WTC girls.

I worked alone and soon managed to create a funny timeline for my poster, involving famous Greek art pieces from each period.

Next we had art. We had to do a design for a stencil. The idea being that we would engrave and acid spray them onto the windows of our school library. It had to represent either: God, Jesus or the holy spirit. But they wanted something a bit more original than a dove on fire. So for the holy spirit I did a flying sheep-dog.

The idea behind my master – piece was that if God and Jesus are both shepherds and we’re all sheep, then the holy spirit would be the thing that keeps us following the shepherds, a sheepdog. So I drew a sheep dog, flying through space on  doves wings. Next week I’m going to turn it into a stencil.

Well, it isn’t a dove, is it?

Bye!!!!!!!

PS I was picked to narrate tommorows assembly, more about that tommorow!

The Chronicles Of Busia and other stuff.

I won!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! DMFB (Dead Mouse For Brains) wasn’t on the bus today, and just before games I had to identify him on a computer. Yes! Victoryyyyyyyyyyyyyy!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Anyway, today I missed seeing the olympic torch cause I thought it would be boring, meaning that I was annoyed that the subject of our assembly was: Watch the torch through some live camera we’ve hooked up, and run around with an inflatible torch. Rubbish! Though I did enjoy the inflatable torch!

My Dad went to a meeting about Horse Shoe Woods, our class residential today.  I was a bit dissapointed, it turns out that by ‘artificial caving’ they didn’t mean going through a cave where all the rocks and stalagmites are plastic, it meant slithering along a metal pipe. Could be quite fun though. The biggest shock was the lights. I can usually only get to sleep by reading and getting tired, or listening to my walkman. Though one of the rules was no gadgets, I though I could survive three night reading, so when my parents told me that I could bring a reading lamp, I decided to go.

But when Dad got to the meeting, one of the teachers told him that a reading torch would be fine, but he’d better check with Mrs Charcoal. She told him that it would be lightsout by ten oclock, despite our earlier talks about midnight feasts, and that I couldn’t have a torch because I’d ‘be in a tent with other children!’

So what? A reading light is hardly going to blind them! And plus, I bet I’m not the only one who has trouble getting to sleep! Mum wrote to the school, hopefully they’ll see how unreasonable they’re being.

Idiots! The Chronicles of my bus.

Remember my last post about Year Sevens. Well I was right! They are Idiots! There were no free seats at the front so I had to sit at the back. The Year Sevens started their usual cries of “Go to the front!” “You can’t sit here!” and other such rubbish. When a boy decided to try a new idea, the first person to be called on this blog by the name that I use to reffer to him in real life, Dead Mouse For Brains or DMFB, decided to try leaning against me to block me off with his body! I stepped aside, and he fell over backwards. He got up and punched me as I went by!

Picture it: Poor little me, a Year Six girl, smallest in her class, up against a big burly Year Seven, amazingly tall! Of course I hit him back! Then I grabbed hold of his arm to stop him hitting me again. He is so annoying, he’s always swearing! Today he used the F word twice in one sentence!

After school my mum phoned up the school, so he’ll probably get into trouble!

Good Night.

Plug Fun

Yesteray, we went riding at the levels (aka Shapwick Heath). Not on horses, on our bikes, I listened to The Secret Garden on my walkman. I had been listening to The Tale Of A Stuffed Elephant, but, it was just like a long version of those Enid blyton stories, you know the ones I ean. Pinky and the elves or the toy cat and the toy train. So I decided to listen to the secret garden instead. When we got home the bath was full of water! Manly because the chain had come off the plug, we tried everything, until I used a needle to thread some thick thread though the hole, James said “Yeah! A weak peice of string will do it!” Very sarcastically, but it soon changed to a, “That was my idea, but I didn’t have any thread!”

I had a terrible headache for most of the day.

Sorry if you missed me last night, the internet was down!

Romanus aroudus theus Castleus! (Latin)

Today,like last week, we visited Cardiff Castle. They were having their Roman Day. So we actually went to Cardiff castrum, that’s actual Latin, I checked it on Google Translate. We saw a display, unfortunatley we were near the end of the feild where it was being done. We saw some soldiers marching and showing off their weapons, but all we heard about the commentary was : “Blah… blah… blah… spear… blah… blah… Sword… blah… blah…”  They had some life-sized models of the Roman equivelent of cannons. They tried to shhoot arrows an bits of fruit at model people, but only hit two of them. Rubbish! However, I did enjoy the Day In The Life Of A Roman Woman, Dad and the boys got bored and left, but I stayed and it was very interesting and funny! We also did training to become Gladiators! We had to hit wooden targets, and mine definetly wobbled a lot. I finally got to watch this week’s Horrible Histories! It was on You-tube as I-player stop showing them at episode 9!

BOO IPLAYER! BOO! HISS! BOO!

C U 2moz (Text talk for see you tommorow!)

Stuff.

Today we drew patterns in art with Mr Mat. The exact same thing we did yesterday!!!  In french we went to this cool site called French Extra, and this afternoon we watched How to train your Dragon! On Monday we’re going to play a game with the newspaper. The Year 7’s are becoming prejudice! They now encourage favouritism, Jane, a girl who used to be my friend, kept telling me to move forward to the year six bit, I was sitting in a two seat-er next to Lily, Harriet and one girl who, though she’s also in Year Six, is so tall she looks like a Year Eight! Still, I decided to move forward one seat, now I was in a two seat-er next to a three seat-er with Charles and Tom, who are also in Year 6, the Year 7’s continued to shout, and then Charles started to, claiming that, because of the angle of the seats, his seat was about half a centimetre, no, 1/4 of a centimetre more forward than mine. I pointed out that Lily and co were definitely further back than me, and then he said: “Yeah, but their rebels! You can report them if you want!” Despite Charles and Jane’s amazing persuasion skills, I didn’t move. Then Jack, Jane’s little brother came on, he’s in Year 5, but they still called over, “Hey, Jack come over!” Then they pointed at Steve, another Year 5 “Hey, Jacks friend! Come here!” They proceeded to then welcome them to sit in the seat they kicked me out of!

Well I was right, I always thought there was a hierachy, but I though it went:

Year 8

Year 7

Year 6

Year 5

 

 Now I know it goes:

Year 8

Year 7

Year 7’s friends and relations

Year 6s the Year 7 like

Year 6s hated by Year 7s

Year 5

I used to think Year 8 were worst, but they generally keep quiet as long as you don’t come into what the hierachy describes as ‘their area’ but the Year 7, have just moved up to Key Stage 3 and seem to think that they can decide were we Year 6s sit. This lot have known me since Year 5, and some of them for even longer, and yet they think they can boss me around and I’ll just do what they say whilst worshiping the ground they walk on? What a bunch of idiots!

See ya tommorow!

Stuff.

Today we drew patterns in art with Mr Mat. The exact same thing we did yesterday!!!  In french we went to this cool site called French Extra, and this afternoon we watched How to train your Dragon! On Monday we’re going to play a game with the newspaper. The Year 7’s are becoming prejudice! They now encourage favouritism, Jane, a girl who used to be my friend, kept telling me to move forward to the year six bit, I was sitting in a two seat-er next to Lily, Harriet and one girl who, though she’s also in Year Six, is so tall she looks like a Year Eight! Still, I decided to move forward one seat, now I was in a two seat-er next to a three seat-er with Charles and Tom, who are also in Year 6, the Year 7’s continued to shout, and then Charles started to, claiming that, because of the angle of the seats, his seat was about half a centimetre, no, 1/4 of a centimetre more forward than mine. I pointed out that Lily and co were definitely further back than me, and then he said: “Yeah, but their rebels! You can report them if you want!” Despite Charles and Jane’s amazing persuasion skills, I didn’t move. Then Jack, Jane’s little brother came on, he’s in Year 5, but they still called over, “Hey, Jack come over!” Then they pointed at Steve, another Year 5 “Hey, Jacks friend! Come here!” They proceeded to then welcome them to sit in the seat they kicked me out of!

Well I was right, I always thought there was a hierachy, but I though it went:

Year 8

Year 7

Year 6

Year 5

 

 Now I know it goes:

Year 8

Year 7

Year 7’s friends and relations

Year 6s the Year 7 like

Year 6s hated by Year 7s

Year 5

I used to think Year 8 were worst, but they generally keep quiet as long as you don’t come into what the hierachy describes as ‘their area’ but the Year 7, have just moved up to Key Stage 3 and seem to think that they can decide were we Year 6s sit. This lot have known me since Year 5, and some of them for even longer, and yet they think they can boss me around and I’ll just do what they say whilst worshiping the ground they walk on? What a bunch of idiots!

See ya tommorow!

Harry Idiot

Today Mrs Charcoal made us do group work with people who are near us on the register. We had Lisa, Laurel, Harry Idiot (another guy who gets a rubbish namee because I hate him! (Harry Idiot, Hairy Idiot. Get it?)) We had three girls and one boy, so Laurel had to swap with Ronald. We had to see which group of four could make the tallest pasta tower! The boys tried to make a weird long thing with a triangular base, but eventually they tried better ideas, Lisa had the idea of making a cube. While we were making the cube, Harry was passing us tape, fetching more tape, twiddling a bit of pasta between his fingers and doing a running commentary on how by making one of the sides of the cube I was ‘taking over everything’! We didn’t have time to finish, because we took so long, it was a bit wonky, but still quite tall, then I heard Lisa say: “Harry, you smashed it!” and it had collapsed. Mrs Charcoal mesured it at 0cm I measured it with my own ruler and it came to 7cm, needless to say, we didn’t win! Harry insisted that it was all my fault and could be heard across the classroom, telling his freinds exactly how I ruined it!

Bye!

 

 

 

Six down, two or three more to go.

Two tests on maths today. One had some really hard questions, including one very hard one aboutb marbles.

Three children have 30 marbles, Kirsty has two more than Seb and Mina has 5 more than Kirsty. How many do each of them have? I just guessed, but, according to my Dad it’s 14, 9 and something else… I think it was either 4 or 7. I also read this cool blog called Teacher Tom. It’s about this guy who teachers at a pre-school in America. I love reading it! Anyway only one or two tests tomorrow, it all depends on whether or not there is a test C, as tomorrow we have test B, though actually, test C could be the mental maths test we did today.

My friend Laura-Daisy, or Laura for short, got her hair stuck under the rubber handle of a bat during rounders. While she was struggling I said: “I guess this is what you’d call a ‘bat’ hair day!”

Stew Pid was terrible! Those of you who haven’t noticed the name I’ve given him, should know that he is an idiot and one of my worst enemies! He is so ANNOYING!!!!!! I tried to copy his annoyingness this morning, but I failed to annoy him after ages of staring annoyingly at him, however, he managed to totally annoy me with just one gesture after I made the simplest mistake! During rounders he kept almost hitting me with his bat, not like Laurel who just happens to run straight at the person at the post with her bat held in perfect position for scewering someone, he actually aimed to hit me! You’d think the teacher would stop it, pathetic! I had just managed to play four combined rythm patterns on my own based on a clock. I didn’t get to have my peice recorded, because being on my own, I couldn’t do it properly.

I asked Stew if he had played his peice, as I honestly did not remember. He answered by saaying, “Yes! Can’t you hear?!!?!!”

Very polite! I ask you! I then asked if he liked my peice, and he came up with the oppinions of several of his freinds who disliked it and informed me that my rythm was ‘not for boys’! I had to get up at the end of the lesson and glue some head-phones together, as they were broken, though my partner had been using them before she left, and I stopped when I realised they were broken. I expect that somebody else, from another class, had broken them and not mentioned it. I swear that I heard people booing as I walked up, though it may have been my imagination. After Stew said: “Tut, tut, tut, you shouldn’t have broken those headphones.” We had an arguement while the teacher told Stew off for holding us up, because he started the arguement!!!!!!!

At home we had chinese noodles and bean sprouts for tea, then Dad came back and he had brought home more noodles and beansprouts! So more delicousness tommorow!

‘Till then! Bye!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!111

The English SAT’s.

The SAT’s was fun! We had three tasks, The Short Writing, the long writing and the spelling test. For the short writing task we had to do a description of a strange bird. We had to imagine that we had seen a bird and needed to send a description of it to bird spotter magazine, so they could identify it.

I did a nocturnal swimming bird, that lived on Shapwick Heath and was a murky green colour so that it could blend in with the surounding water. It had rubbish flightless wings, a spoon-shaped bill and it hunted by splashing around and attracting fish. The one I saw was feeding it’s young.

After that was the long writing task where we had to imagine that we had to write a letter of persuasion to our head-teacher asking him or her to invite a well known real or made up character to visit our school. I chose Victor Victorian, historical reinactor, a made-up character who is one of those people who visits different schools dressed up as a historical character. He does games, quizzes and jokes, at half-price!

In between these tests was the spelling test, the theme was Atlantis, but we didn’t get asked to spell the word Atlantis!

After wards I felt slightly deppressed at first, the English SAT’s were over, now there will be nothing but maths SAT’s. But it gets worse, after the tests Mr Snave, the PE teacher, was talking about SPORTS DAY!!! How can anything get worse?

Luckily there were a few good things left, the Jubilee celebrations and the after-noon on Friday. We are going to watch a film and do art. We have to bring in LOTS of newspapers!!! There was a bit of a fuss about the film, we had to get our parents to sign to say we could watch it as it was PG, but it was How to train your dragon! Mrs Charcoal said that, according to the DVD box, it contained ‘mild threat’! I actually asked, what doesn’t contain ‘mild threat’?!! Tellitubbies?!!!!!!!!!!?!!!!!!!!!!!!?!!!!!!!!!!?!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

See You Tommorow! BYE!!!!!!!!!!!!!