Our whole-school homework this week is:
Living and Learning:
I respect others.
Speak with your child about respect and link with previous learning so far this year: rules, manners, rights and responsibilities. Then talk about respecting people, even if they’re different in some way.
We’re all different and yet we’re all the same.
BBC Bitesize ‘What is discrimination?’ is worth checking out with children in Key Stage 2.
Reading: please make sure your child is reading on a daily basis.
Number Fact Fluency: use Numbots or Times Table Rock Stars in regular short bursts.
Talk Time:
Today, we celebrated National Poetry Day. In class, your child was introduced to the poem that they’re going to learn for homework this week. Encourage your child to practice by learning the words and projecting their voice as they perform. In school, next week, your child will have the opportunity to perform the poem with their class.
Have fun learning this poem:
Y1,2
There was an Old Man with a Beard
There was an Old Man with a beard,
Who said, “It is just as I feared!
Two Owls and a Hen, four Larks and a Wren,
Have all built their nests in my beard.”
Edward Lear
Y3,4
Talking
It is always good to talk
about the worries in our head
or the fears we feel at night
of monsters hiding under beds
talking is the light that shines
through the foggy night
bringing comfort to our minds
seeing everything’s alright
and sometimes words are tricky
when the feelings aren’t so clear
but just begin, your words will win
and find somebody’s ear
start with saying I feel
or do you ever wonder?
and watch them go, the words will flow
like rain that follows thunder
keeping them inside
I think would be a flop
they’ll fizz like bubbles in a drink
one big shake, and they will POP!
Donna Ashworth
Y5,6
The Tyger
Tyger Tyger, burning bright,
In the forests of the night;
What immortal hand or eye,
Could frame thy fearful symmetry?
In what distant deeps or skies.
Burnt the fire of thine eyes?
On what wings dare he aspire?
What the hand, dare seize the fire?
And what shoulder, & what art,
Could twist the sinews of thy heart?
And when thy heart began to beat.
What dread hand? & what dread feet?
What the hammer? what the chain,
In what furnace was thy brain?
What the anvil? what dread grasp.
Dare its deadly terrors clasp?
When the stars threw down their spears
And water’d heaven with their tears:
Did he smile his work to see?
Did he who made the Lamb make thee?
Tyger Tyger burning bright,
In the forests of the night:
What immortal hand or eye,
Dare frame thy fearful symmetry?
William Blake