Class Teacher: Miss Thomas
Teaching Assistants: Mrs Causebrook, Mr Rickard and Mrs Thomas
Click to download the Year 5 curriculum: Year 5 Curriculum Letter Spring 2018
Have a look below to see what we have been up to!
Year 5 supporting refugees
Year 5 were outraged when they learnt what refugees go through and why they are refugees. They wanted to do something to help them. They decided they wanted to raise money to go to the charity Samara’s Aid, for refugees. First, they wrote persuasive letters to Miss Buxton, asking if they would be raise some money. Next, they did a lot of other Literacy work about refugees, including writing the beginning of a first person narrative and a poem with rhyming couplets.
After deciding how they wanted to raise the money, by selling handmade Christmas decorations and holding a raffle, they started work! Year 5 sewed over 200 Christmas decorations – they got progressively better with their sewing skills each session! Lots of the children brought in sweets and chocolate that could be used as part of a raffle prize.
A few days before the sale, the children wrote a letter to all the parents in the school informing them of the sale, and created posters advertising their sale. Despite the weather being freezing and the sale and raffle being held outside, the children raised a fantastic £235.15. With the money, they decided that they would like to put together some care boxes for Samara’s Aid.
Twenty children from Year 5 and 6 performed some beautiful Christmas carols also sung at their Advent Carol Service, to the elderly, at their Christmas lunch at The Somerford ARC. The audience especially loved their version of ‘Rudolph the Red Nosed Reindeer’ with some interesting actions and encouraged all those dining to join in! The children’s singing was fantastic and they made both Mr Curran and Miss Thomas very proud. Councillor David Jones spoke to the children and thanked them for singing to the elderly. We hope this to be the first of many times that we will work together with The ARC.
During Anti-bullying week, we had a talk from a PCSO about the different types of bullying and what we should do if we are being bullied or someone we know is. In another lesson, we worked in small groups and we were given different scenarios. We had to give advice to the children in those scenarios. We had some fantastic advice and knew exactly what we could do to help each of the children. Finally, we were each given a card which read, I like having … in my class because. We were given time to write something nice about everyone in their cards, which they then took home. We made cards for all of the adults that work in Year 5 as well.
This half-term, we have been doing Tag Rugby in PE. For two weeks, we were very lucky to receive coaching from Bournemouth Rugby Club. Despite the cold weather, we really enjoyed learning new skills and playing games of tag rugby. We’re now looking forward to playing in some tag rugby house matches to put our skills to good use!
In RE, we have been learning about pilgrimages – where Christians go to on pilgrimages, why they go and should it be part of their religious duty, like it is for Muslims. Our first lesson was us experiencing a pilgrimage ourselves. We used the CAFOD Lampedusa pilgrimage. Around the hall and prayer garden were different artefacts, including a world map, passport, rucksack and a loaf of bread. We spent the time reflecting on refugees and listening to some of their experiences. We ended our pilgrimage in silent prayer around a candle and wrote messages of hope for the refugees.
We are very lucky to have Mrs Walls for Science. Each week, we learn lots of new and exciting things. We do a lot of experiments, which we really enjoy. We have to make sure that we our experiments are a fair test, we also have to make predictions and write down our results. At the end of each experiment, we have to write a conclusion about what we have found and why we think we got our results.
Our experiments have included: if the height of a drop affects the height of the bounce; which surface has the most friction; which materials dissolve in liquid to form a solution and which don’t dissolve, as well as investigating irreversible changes.
RE Curriculum Week in Year 5
We enjoyed one of our fun curriculum weeks from the 9th – 13th October. We were thinking about serving like Jesus in the 21st century. The week started with us visiting the Life Education bus, which comes to our school once a year. We had good discussions about the choices we make – they can either be good or bad.
We were lucky to have Mrs Malan and Mrs Walters come into school to talk to us about their jobs and how they serve the community. We had lots of questions to ask both of them as they both have very interesting jobs – a school chaplain and runs a drama group; and an air traffic controller.
On Thursday, we led the Harvest Liturgy for the school. As always, we were amazed and delighted with how much people donated to both the Foodbank and Hope. We especially enjoyed singing two sings during the liturgy.
Our main focus throughout the week was thinking about refugees. We learnt a lot about refugees and what they are going through. We all think that it’s unfair what they have to go through and that they are left with nothing, so we are thinking of ways in which we will be able to help them. We have lots of ideas, and once we’ve written to Miss Buxton, we’re hopefully going to be doing some fundraising to help some refugees.
We welcomed Isabella and Rosemary from CAFOD back into school. They led a whole school assembly and then we had a workshop about refugees. It made us really think about what they go through, as we were given just a few minutes to decide on 6 things that we wanted to take from our homes before we had to leave. We pretended to travel on a lorry and walk a long way with all of our belongings. Once we’d used our food and water, we had to give it up. By the time we reached the boat and had given away our last pennies getting on the boat, which was very squashed, we had nothing left. We are very lucky that we don’t have to go through that, but thousands of people do.
The next day, we did a Big Write, imagining that we were a refugee. Here is Ella’s Big Write:
Lots of people have missed their favourite TV show, or not got their way and called it ‘hard slumber’, but they’ve not been through what I have, experienced what I have. I am a refugee.
I used to live in Aleppo, where we had colours to compete against the autumn leaves – reds and pinks, oranges and yellows, and greens. Then, in the shot of a gun and a clip-clopping of horse’s hooves on the cobbled streets, my life was turned upside down – and not for the best.
A war had started and no one would tell me why. Only Jimmy Shippins, the class clown, who was completely and utterly sarcastic told us, but we didn’t believe him.
Me, my brother and my two sisters were forever asking if we could run away from the war, which had started gently and got more and more violent everyday. A few days after it started, a missile hit Malta Meatball, a restaurant just two streets away. We still didn’t leave. Two days after that, we saw the smoke from a few cities away. We stayed calm; it would take them a few days to get to us we thought.
The next day, soldiers appeared out of nowhere at our house. Me, my three siblings and Mum were out. Dad was home. They took him. The moment we got home, we guessed. No note. Mum gave in and we left. I packed my teddy, a family photo to keep me strong, a money bag, food, water, a tent and a thick blanket to keep me warm. Granny came with us too. We drove to the airport and Mum managed to book a plane to Antalya in Turkey. Relief burnt like fire inside me. No matter how I tried however, longing was always there for Dad and home.
We boarded the plane and took off. It was bliss to soar through the air and watch the world go by. But that longing was always there. When at last we landed, I didn’t feel quite so scared anymore. I was excited for the new adventure, and a small part of me was angry, as the thought occurred to me that we left Dad behind.
As soon as we left the airport, we were walking for minutes, which stretched into hours, which stretched into days. Finally, slowly, we arrived in the dockyard; it was an eerie place, with a smell of stale tobacco.
“Well,” said a voice from the shadows. No one moved a muscle. Could this be a soldier who knew we were escapees? Then a man stepped out from a darkened corner of the room. His hat was lopsided and clothes ragged. I was terrified.
“I want money, or no boat!” So we gave him £100, hoping, hoping that it was enough. The man took much longer than necessary to count the money. When he finally finished, he piled us onto a boat made for two, the six of us shoulder to shoulder, and pushed us into the blue mass, where we sailed for 24 hours.