Pumas' class blog: September 2021

Sunday, September 26, 2021

MyMaths Rounding to nearest 10 and 100

Well done to everyone who has had a go at last week's maths homework :)

mymaths

Spellings - Test will take place: 1/10/21

Monday, September 20, 2021

Home learning only to be completed if you are self-isolating

Maths

This week we are beginning by looking at rounding to the nearest 10. When we round to the nearest 10 we look at the ones digit. If it is 5 or more we round UP to the next multiple of 10 (e.g. 38 would become 40) If it is 4 or less we round DOWN to the previous multiple of 10 (e.g. 24 would become 20).

Have a go at the questions below and see how you do :)

English

Today we started to innovate the model text 'The Caravan'. Use the boxed up planning grid below to begin to plan the innovated version of the text. We've chosen the title 'The House'. Look at what happens in the original text and think what could happen in our new version.

Boxed-up Planning Grid

Innovation phase

The Caravan

Key details

The House

· Abdul warned by Dad not to play up by the pylon

· They don’t listen – go after school

· Find empty caravan (sentence of 3: inside, wheels and windows)

Opening

· Two MCs warned not to do something

· One afternoon a storm raged – weather described (rain, thunder, lightning)

· Lightning strikes the pylon

· Pylon crashes onto caravan roof

Build-up

· MCs set off despite of warning

· Roof crumples – electricity prickles the air and rain lashes through roof

· Abdul and Izzie think it’s the end

· Start to escape

Dilemma

· Something goes wrong

· They are in deep trouble

· They escape

· Izzie starts to laugh with relief and Abdul joins in

· Run to Muggie Moss Road

Resolution

· MCs escape

· They tell Dad

· Dad is furious

· They reflect on what happened

Ending

· MCs get told off

· MCs reflect

Sunday, September 19, 2021

Home Learning- Only to be completed if you are self isolating

English

Have a look at our model text below.

The Caravan

“Now Abdul, don’t go playing up by the pylon,” my Dad had warned me often enough. “It’s dangerous. You’ll get yourself electrocuted.” Did I listen? Of course I didn’t. Most days after school that was exactly where I went. The pylon he was talking about stood at the end of Muggie Moss Road. Red and brown rust fluttered from its lean body and it made odd creaking sounds when the wind blew. It was there we found the empty caravan, damp inside, moss clinging to its wheels and windows smeared with green grime. It was a place of dead spiders and dust but it was our special place.

That afternoon, a storm raged. It had been brewing all morning. The trees were like angry animals thrashing wildly. Rain lashed down, drumming on the metal roof. Inside the caravan, it felt safe. Izzie had found a candle and in the semi-gloom, its flame flickered with a cheerful glow. Outside, dusk shadowed the bushes. Then when we heard it: a clap of thunder so close that it sounded like an explosion. Izzie wiped the condensation from the window and we peered out. At that very moment, there was another tremendous crack, and lightning struck the pylon. Sparks flew, the pylon shuddered and, as if in slow motion, it crashed down towards the caravan roof.

Instinctively, we both ducked down fast. Hazardously, the caravan roof crumpled. The air prickled with electricity and rain lashed through the opening in the roof. For a moment, I was certain that this would be the end. In the half-light, I could see Izzie’s face. Her eyes were wide with fright and she gulped like a fish. “Come on,” she hissed. We slithered like snakes across the floor with the rusted pylon creaking dangerously above us.

Luckily, the door had flown open when the pylon had struck. We slipped out onto the muddy ground and lay there with the thunder grumbling above us and the rain beating down. Then Izzie started to laugh. She curled up into a ball and laughed so much that I thought she was crying. I couldn’t help myself. The next thing I knew, I was laughing too. Inside, I felt relief. Then we ran, through the brambles and out onto Muggie Moss Road.

Of course, Dad was furious. He glared at me suspiciously. “So, a tree nearly hit you?” I nodded, avoiding his icy stare. “You could have been killed,” he said. Shamefaced, I nodded. He was right. He’d been right from the start.

Can you see what features we have highlighted? Make your toolkit including those features.

History

Enquiry- think of a question about the Anglo-Saxons you would like to find the answer to. How could you find the answer? Use different mediums to find an answer to your question. For example; 'Who was the King when the Anglo-Saxons invaded?' What answers did you find? Were they all the same?

MyMaths

My Maths Homework:

Please click on the link to access the MyMaths website for this week's task. This week we are working on 1000s!

My Maths

Spellings - Test will take place: 24/9/21

Wednesday, September 15, 2021

Home Learning: 16.9.21 - Only for those who are isolating

Maths

Draw on a grid worksheet

English

'The Caravan' - Model text

Practise learning our story map of 'The Caravan' - paragraphs 1 to 4:

Now, can you box-up the model text so that you know what each of the five paragraphs (opening, build-up, dilemma, resolution, ending) contains.
For example, Opening (paragraph) - Two MCs warned not to do something.
It might look something like this: