Tuesday, 2 December 2014

What a lot of noise!

We were doing an experiment with the straws. First we either trimmed a little bit of the straw off or we left the straw as normal. Then we flattened the top of the straw that we were going to use,before we made an arrow on the top of the flattened piece of straw. We were trying to see if the pitch could be changed and why.


Thursday, 27 November 2014

I am the mummy Heb-nefert by Kyle


Beside the River Nile, the sun beamed down on the golden sand. On the sandy banks, people were wearing sandals. On summer's day the sun was bright and hot in Egypt.

Inside the house, the slithering snake was somewhere looking for rats.

On a beautiful, sunny morning Heb-nefert was laying on the ground beside the River Nile.  The sun was very hot on that day.

Heb-nefert was the most beautiful girl in the whole of Egypt.

On the edge of the village the nomarchs house sat.  That night she had to go to the ball to impress the pharaoh and his brother Ti.

Early one morning Heb-Nefert and her father approached the royal palace. Heb-Nefert's heart was beating wildly. She saw the golden sandstone palace and felt amazed. She got to the throne room that seemed very beautiful to her. She saw all sorts of jewellery placed around the golden room.

Heb-Nefert's dancing was stunning. The pharaoh whispered "She's quite good."
With all Heb-Nefert's might she twirled and swirled. "I wish I could marry her this minute!" murmured Ti in reply to the pharoah. "Will she make a good royal wife though?" he asked.
The pharaoh replied "We will see when you marry!"                 

They were soon married and they were husband and wife.
They were dancing and Ti whispered "you're so beautiful!" Heb-Nefert went red.

The next day they were in the garden. In the garden it was very peaceful. The moment they returned to the palace a little snake appeared. It bit Heb-Nefert and she lay dead.

Ti died heartbroken.

Anti bullying poem by Megan

Your heart is as hard as stone,
When you see me, you smile evilly as if you don't remember  when we were friends. Do you?
Do you see how you are just an error in my shameful life,
And now here I am getting more scars and cuts every second.
How and why do you make your identity a mystery?
Do you see me treading in fear to my dark, cold corner where blood was shed?
Can you hear my cries for help slowly fading away as no-one notices?
Why, I keep asking, are you so mean please answer me?
Your fist, a hard cold machine ready to do its job.
 
When I see you, your face is full of fear,
Now I don't know why I do it.
Now it is a habit that can't be stopped, constantly going on.
Can this be what this has done to me all I have been through I never thought of you?
Now I am sorry, now I can see
Now we can be friends like we were once before.
Now we can be friends you see, for all eternity, for all we live.
 
By Megan :)