Welcome to the Year 6 page - home of the Jaguars and the Leopards! Please have a look and enjoy our latest news in year 6; look at some of our wonderful examples of our work and check out some of our learning resources.
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You can read more about the Year 6 team and our learning topics and targets for the term on the Year 6 curriculum page.
Year 6 Music Technology and Songwriting Project
Year 6 have thoroughly enjoyed creating two different musical styles with the help of Nathan (our music guru) from Soundstorm. First we created 'Junk Beats' using a program called 'iMaschine'. This involved laying different sounds that we harvested over a drum beat and adding keyboard chords.
As an added bonus, each class then took part in a songwriting workshop and composed a class song which we were able to share with parents. Please click on the links below to hear our songs (we are very proud of them).
SATs Reward - Wheels Day
Year 6 enjoyed a special reward morning for their hard work in the preparation to their SATs. The children enjoyed riding their bikes, scooters and skates as part of their 'Wheels Day'. Well done to everyone in Year 6 for their positivity and perseverance!
Mrs Few's Expert Writers' Group
We are writing a story in which each of you has a 'chapter' to write. The reader will be presented with choices to make at various stages of the story and each of you has an important piece to write and must ensure that your piece follows on from and leads into the pieces that take place before and after yours.
Here is the introduction:
“Everyone! Stop talking and listen!” shouted Treedor. Shaking his bony fist angrily, he addressed the crowd of dwarves that were assembled. Silence descended upon the hall. “It’s no use arguing amongst yourselves; we have to get that herb. We have to get it fast: before Ewlmas at the latest.” He lowered his head and his voice, “The elders do not think the Queen will survive past then.”
No-one disagreed. But who should go? The journey would be long and arduous and success could not be guaranteed. The starflower herb was notoriously elusive and, despite flowering profusely, the flower heads are so small that they are easily overlooked even by a dedicated and knowledgeable botanist.
“I ‘aint doing it,” muttered one particularly beefy dwarf, “Last time I volunteered for summat, well, look!” he said sticking out a wooden leg. Those around him nodded and rumbled their agreement. “I hear you,” another stocky dwarf replied, “I mean, we don’t see Treedor volunteering, do we?” the crowd continued to grumble amongst themselves. It became apparent that no-one in the Great Hall was about to put their hand up to volunteer.
Treedor struck the lectern loudly with his gavel; once more the room fell silent. “If no one is to volunteer the kingdom will find itself in a state of dire emergency: the Queen will die, there is no one to succeed her and the neighbouring Orcs will take control. I must urge everyone assembled here to contemplate the dreadful future that certainly awaits us all unless someone can retrieve the starflower herb. Could YOU live with that?” As he spoke, he pointed his gnarled finger into the crowd.
“I’ll go. Let me get the herb,” came a small and squeaky voice from within the crowd. Everyone looked around to see where the thin voice had come from and one by one growling laughs filled the room until the hall reverberated with the sound of dwarves guffawing.
“’’im?” one of them yelled pointing at a small, trembling Dwarf with his hand up. “He’s probably the same height as the herb he’s got to try to find. ‘E probably can’t even carry it back ‘e’s so titchy!” Everyone laughed again until Treedor slammed his gavel hard with a silencing crack.
“Since no-one else has the tenacity or gumption to volunteer, we must accept young Barky here. I expect everyone in this room to support and encourage him as the hopes of the entire kingdom rest upon his, admittedly rather narrow and bony, shoulders.” And, with that, Treedor wafted his hand towards the door: a gesture which they all knew meant they should leave and, with some subdued muttering, they did.
Barky hang back, scuffing his feet on the dirt floor, looking expectantly up towards Treedor. Treedor, noticing the small Dwarf’s anxiety, beckoned him nearer, looked him up and down and handed him a battered scroll. “This is the only known map of the starflowers last recorded location. Unfortunately, it has not been seen for many years now and no one knows if it will even still be there. Good luck, young Barky: you are going to need it.”
By Monday 22nd May, I'd like you to have written at least one page of writing - this might not be your completed section but it gives us enough to work on for Monday's lesson. Please get them to my office or email them to me by first thing Monday morning
I can't wait to read what you have written!