Year 3 Diary Recounts

Year 3 have been writing diary recounts as Howard Carter in their topic of Ancient Egypt.  Here are some examples.

20^th November 1922

Today I was as brave as a warrior. I was brave because I travelled to my destination. My destination was the Valley of the Kings. I was going to look for an undiscovered shiny tomb. I was walking loudly and a little bit later I heard a bang below me. I dug to see what it was all about. I saw a solid step. I dug deeper to see if it would lead me and my crew to somewhere really interesting. By sunset, we had dug out twelve steps and it led me and my crew to a strange and old place. The steps led us to a passage. The passage was spooky and dark as space. The eerie silence was spooky.

Liam

Y3SG/RL

28^th November 1922

Over the last few days, I led the team down a broken pottery path and I walked next to a doorway. I drilled a hole in the upper left corner of the door. I put a candle light through and saw bronze thrones and golden chariots. I was amazed by the golden chariots. I broke down the door. I was in another doorway. I was speechless to all the team. What will I find today? Treasure? Or will the tomb be robbed?

Ethan

Y3SG/RL

28^th November 1922

Eventually, we came to a dead end. My hands were shaking. Sweat bounced off my forehead like giant snowballs.  Silence! All that could be heard was breathing! My heart was almost thumping out of my chest. Dark silhouettes gleamed in front of the orange glow of the candlelight. Fears twisted through my head like a tornado. I did not want to fail again. Anxiously, my trembling hands made a tiny hole in the upper left hand corner of the doorway.  Hot air brushed past our skin. The candle flickered. Is this a spirit of a great Pharaoh? All I could see was darkness and space. Mist swayed past our skin like fog on an Autumn morning. Peering through once again, I was amazed at what I saw. We saw strange animals and statues… Everywhere the glint of gold. A hurricane of whispers seemed to murmur, “Curse upon you” “Turn back or die” “Beware, leave now”. Quietly, Lord Carnarvon asked, “Can you see anything?”  It was all I could do to force the words out. “Yes, wonderful things,” I whispered huskily. Silently, my team broke down the door. We entered the chamber. Inside were bronze thrones, golden chariots and glistening coffins.

Jessica

Y3ST/RL

The Highwayman - Guided Writing from Y5

Stalking the pitch black moor was a dark, shadowy figure. With a triangular French cocked hat and his blood-red jacket, he looked like a responsible, decent gentleman.  His attractive exterior disguised his sly, murderous personality.  Over the bumpy, rocky cobbles he rode towards the edge of the lonely, purple moor.  Hanging around his brass buckled belt was a violent pistol and a deadly rapier.  He roamed the silent moor like a pirate roaming the raging seas.  As he dismounted his horse, the Highwayman appeared.


By Joe

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Stalking the pitch black moor was a dark, shadowy figure.  With a triangular French cocked hat and his blood-red jacket, he looked like a respectable gentleman.  His attractive exterior disguised his lawless, powerful personality.  His polished black boots glowed like stars in the empty sky.  The sly, fierce figure galloped across the purple, blank moor.  Hanging out of his murderous pocket was a metal killing pistol. As he dismounted his horse, a Highwayman was revealed.


By Nathan


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Stalking the pitch black moor was a dark, shadowy figure.  With a triangular French cocked hat and his rose-red blood coat, he looked like a well dressed gentleman.  But behind his attractive exterior was hidden his lawless personality.  He roamed the silent moor like pirate roaming the raging sea.  As he dismounted his horse, the Highwayman appeared.


By Jack


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Stalking the murky moor was a dark, shadowy figure.  With a triangular cocked hat and a pair of polished, black boots, he looked like a respectable gentleman.  His attractive exterior disguised his treacherous, murderous personality.  Roaming in the moonlight, his patterned silver sword twinkled like the brightest star.  Dismounting off his horse, the Highwayman was revealed.


By Luke

Y4 Writing based on 'The Ruby Prince'

The children in Y4 have been studying a traditional Indian folk tale called 'The Ruby Prince' as part of their cross-curricular work.  This week, the children have been adding detail to a moment in time.  The challenge was to show the reader, through actions and speech, how the character was feeling and what he was doing.

This is Daniel's fantastic introduction... enjoy!

Story Introductions (Y5)

Y5 pupils have been writing their own story introductions for 'Around the World In Eighty Days'.  The children have been thinking about starting with speech, action or description to engage the reader and encourage them to read on!  Have a read of some of our introductions... we are very pleased!

This is Rebekah's fantastic introduction from 'Write to Excite'.  The Y5 pupils used the game Myst as a stimulus for their writing.  Great work Rebekah!

Hollie decided to start her version of Around the World in Eighty days with a descriptive sentence.  We like the way she has used a short sharp sentence... Something extraordinary... to build up the suspense!

Ellie decided to start her introduction with speech.  We like the way she has has described the roaring trains, tumbling mountains and speeding ships!