Ryan in Year 10 came out with this gem of a description during one of our recent English lessons. Look out for his use of: prepositions, adjectives, simile and sentence variation!
Beggar
To the old lady’s right is a beggar. Desperately he tries to get her attention, he was crying out for money. He had a blue and black stripped hat, with a thick bomber jacket, blue jeans and steel toe capped boots.
The woman slowly approached him anxiously, he began to shiver, his teeth were chattering, his hands were shaking as he held a cup out to put money in. The money in the cup was clinking together as his hands shook. He was mumbling like a bear as he tried to speak.
He was anxious and very intimidated by the woman, but she felt the same way about him. She walked away.
Thursday 21 November 2013
Wednesday 6 November 2013
Journeys...
8G worked incredibly hard on their journey poems before half term - here is a selection of fab poems!
My Alphabet Poem - by Brooke Hatchett
An exhausting 10 ½ hour flight
But it will be worth it
Cancun in Mexico
Destination we are travelling to
Eating chocolaty m’ and ‘m’s
Flying high in the sky
Girls and boys excited to arrive
Hours on board this Virgin Atlantic plane
I really want time to go faster
Journey so far has been long but cool
Keeping awake on this tiring trip
Loving the experience though
Movies on the tiny TV screens
No good TV programmes, all old ones
One Direction playing full blast in my headphones
Passengers desperate to land
Questions being asked; Are we there yet?
Repeatedly looking at the map to see how long we’ve got
Sky filled with other aircrafts
Travelling around the world
Unexpected turbulence occurring here and there
Vegas beneath you
Wonderful views of the places below
eXotic environments and animals await you
You cannot wait to touch down in Mexico
an amaZing place is waiting for our arrival
Journey - by Wilf Offord
Every step, each singular advancement to the final goal,
Shorter than the last.
Each more hesitant, more thoughtful, more experienced,
Yet experience is nothing compared to the darkness that shrouds my decisions.
I strike a match, but it only makes the shadows more prominent.
The more I know, the more I need to know.
The end is close, but the journey gets longer.
The path is twisted.
I am standing at the end, but I feel nothing.
I have finished the road, but not yet started my path.
I am missing something, anything
To rip through the darkness, only to destroy the light.
I Went to Peru in the Night - by Louis Mobbs
I went to Peru in the night,
But wasn’t to keen on the flight.
It was surprisingly bumpy,
The Pilot was grumpy,
Because he was afraid of the height.
I arrived at Peru in the morning,
When I stepped out of the plane I was yawning.
I tripped on a rock,
And next to the clock
Was a window that showed it was dawning.
Absolutely wonderful!
My Alphabet Poem - by Brooke Hatchett
An exhausting 10 ½ hour flight
But it will be worth it
Cancun in Mexico
Destination we are travelling to
Eating chocolaty m’ and ‘m’s
Flying high in the sky
Girls and boys excited to arrive
Hours on board this Virgin Atlantic plane
I really want time to go faster
Journey so far has been long but cool
Keeping awake on this tiring trip
Loving the experience though
Movies on the tiny TV screens
No good TV programmes, all old ones
One Direction playing full blast in my headphones
Passengers desperate to land
Questions being asked; Are we there yet?
Repeatedly looking at the map to see how long we’ve got
Sky filled with other aircrafts
Travelling around the world
Unexpected turbulence occurring here and there
Vegas beneath you
Wonderful views of the places below
eXotic environments and animals await you
You cannot wait to touch down in Mexico
an amaZing place is waiting for our arrival
Journey - by Wilf Offord
Every step, each singular advancement to the final goal,
Shorter than the last.
Each more hesitant, more thoughtful, more experienced,
Yet experience is nothing compared to the darkness that shrouds my decisions.
I strike a match, but it only makes the shadows more prominent.
The more I know, the more I need to know.
The end is close, but the journey gets longer.
The path is twisted.
I am standing at the end, but I feel nothing.
I have finished the road, but not yet started my path.
I am missing something, anything
To rip through the darkness, only to destroy the light.
I Went to Peru in the Night - by Louis Mobbs
I went to Peru in the night,
But wasn’t to keen on the flight.
It was surprisingly bumpy,
The Pilot was grumpy,
Because he was afraid of the height.
I arrived at Peru in the morning,
When I stepped out of the plane I was yawning.
I tripped on a rock,
And next to the clock
Was a window that showed it was dawning.
Absolutely wonderful!
A spooky story...
Halloween may have been last week but we in the English department LOVE scary and spooky stories. Here's a fab story written By Samuel Jack. Well done, Samuel!
THE STORY OF THE ZOMBIE
Once upon a time there were teenager children at Flegg High School. They had a teacher called Mr Caley and they worked really hard, and they all went home at 3.00pm.
That night the Caretaker was cleaning up the school for the next day, when he heard a banging noise coming from the staff room. He looked around and then he saw a black and white zombie, she was called Mrs Sheriff who was back from the dead. The caretaker said “Mrs Sheriff, you have been dead for half a century.” “Caretaker, I’m going to kill you” said the zombie Mrs Sheriff, as she attacked the caretaker. “No, heellllp” screamed the caretaker, but he died.
The next morning two teenagers named Samuel Jack and Alice Forder and the other children were performing for their Halloween show. Four hours later the zombie Mrs Sheriff came back and planned to take over the school.
With her powers, Mrs Sheriff made a quake in the school. “What’s that rumbling noise?” said Alice, “It’s an Earthquake,” said Samuel.
Two minutes later the Earthquake stopped, then the zombie Mrs Sheriff said over the speaker, “Hello my children this your old teacher Mrs Sheriff speaking. I am going to take over the school for good.” “Is that Mrs Sheriff our old teacher, Samuel?” said Alice. “Yes, Alice,” said Samuel. “She is back from the dead for good and Alice we better go to the reception to stop Mrs Sheriff from taking over the school.” So Samuel and Alice decided to stop the zombie Mrs Sheriff from taking over the school. “Be careful you two” said the Performing Arts teacher. “We will,” said Samuel.
When Samuel and Alice got to the office in the reception area the zombie Mrs Sheriff has gone. “Samuel, where has Mrs Sheriff gone?” said Alice. “I don’t know, Alice,” said Samuel, “But she has got to be around here somewhere.” Suddenly they heard someone that made them gasp. “Hello you two,” said the zombie Mrs Sheriff. “What are you two doing in here?” “Mrs Sheriff, we came to stop you from taking over the school,” said Samuel. “Nonsense” said the zombie Mrs Sheriff. “I am going to kill you.” “No” said Samuel, “Alice, do something.” Then Alice found a fire extinguisher and she past it to him quickly. “Samuel, catch,” said Alice. “All right , Mrs Sheriff, time to say goodbye,” said Samuel. “Noo-ooo” screamed the zombie Mrs Sheriff. The fire extinguisher sprayed on the zombie Mrs Sheriff and Samuel didn’t stop until she disappears. When Samuel stopped, the zombie Mrs Sheriff had gone. “You did it, Samuel,” said Alice. “Yes I did, Alice,” said Samuel.
When they got back to the hall Samuel told the children what happened. “Everyone” he said, “Guess what? Mrs Sheriff is now dead.” Then everyone cheered. “Samuel” said Alice, “Will Mrs Sheriff come back?” “Of course not, Alice,” said Samuel. “She’ll never come back ever again.” So everyone got back from what they were doing and got back to work, and they all live happily ever after.
The End
THE STORY OF THE ZOMBIE
Once upon a time there were teenager children at Flegg High School. They had a teacher called Mr Caley and they worked really hard, and they all went home at 3.00pm.
That night the Caretaker was cleaning up the school for the next day, when he heard a banging noise coming from the staff room. He looked around and then he saw a black and white zombie, she was called Mrs Sheriff who was back from the dead. The caretaker said “Mrs Sheriff, you have been dead for half a century.” “Caretaker, I’m going to kill you” said the zombie Mrs Sheriff, as she attacked the caretaker. “No, heellllp” screamed the caretaker, but he died.
The next morning two teenagers named Samuel Jack and Alice Forder and the other children were performing for their Halloween show. Four hours later the zombie Mrs Sheriff came back and planned to take over the school.
With her powers, Mrs Sheriff made a quake in the school. “What’s that rumbling noise?” said Alice, “It’s an Earthquake,” said Samuel.
Two minutes later the Earthquake stopped, then the zombie Mrs Sheriff said over the speaker, “Hello my children this your old teacher Mrs Sheriff speaking. I am going to take over the school for good.” “Is that Mrs Sheriff our old teacher, Samuel?” said Alice. “Yes, Alice,” said Samuel. “She is back from the dead for good and Alice we better go to the reception to stop Mrs Sheriff from taking over the school.” So Samuel and Alice decided to stop the zombie Mrs Sheriff from taking over the school. “Be careful you two” said the Performing Arts teacher. “We will,” said Samuel.
When Samuel and Alice got to the office in the reception area the zombie Mrs Sheriff has gone. “Samuel, where has Mrs Sheriff gone?” said Alice. “I don’t know, Alice,” said Samuel, “But she has got to be around here somewhere.” Suddenly they heard someone that made them gasp. “Hello you two,” said the zombie Mrs Sheriff. “What are you two doing in here?” “Mrs Sheriff, we came to stop you from taking over the school,” said Samuel. “Nonsense” said the zombie Mrs Sheriff. “I am going to kill you.” “No” said Samuel, “Alice, do something.” Then Alice found a fire extinguisher and she past it to him quickly. “Samuel, catch,” said Alice. “All right , Mrs Sheriff, time to say goodbye,” said Samuel. “Noo-ooo” screamed the zombie Mrs Sheriff. The fire extinguisher sprayed on the zombie Mrs Sheriff and Samuel didn’t stop until she disappears. When Samuel stopped, the zombie Mrs Sheriff had gone. “You did it, Samuel,” said Alice. “Yes I did, Alice,” said Samuel.
When they got back to the hall Samuel told the children what happened. “Everyone” he said, “Guess what? Mrs Sheriff is now dead.” Then everyone cheered. “Samuel” said Alice, “Will Mrs Sheriff come back?” “Of course not, Alice,” said Samuel. “She’ll never come back ever again.” So everyone got back from what they were doing and got back to work, and they all live happily ever after.
The End
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