Today we prepared and presented our Fairtrade presentations based on the point of views suggested in the Fairtrade post below.
It was very interesting to see how we worked together to produce our final presentation. Each group has a presentation creator, a researcher, a blogger and a motivator all with different roles to help achieve the end result. I was very impressed with how some groups used each role to support another and produce some high quality research. We ended up with:
3 power points, 2 iMovies and 2 piccollages. Some presentations were supported with additional posters as well.
It was an excellent way for us to share what we had found and to help us understand the concept of Fairtrade.
Well done everyone!
Here is a short video showing our afternoon's efforts:
We have been learning how to read grid references in our topic work recently. This week, we decided to put our skills to the test by taking a walk around the local area. Equipped with an OS Map and a handful of 6-figure grid references we set off on our quest to find out exactly what was at our referenced points. Working in small groups, we were successful and, as you can see from some of the photographs, had a great time in the process.
Use this fantastic song, performed by Year 5, to help you remember what mean, mode, median and range are.
Thankyou to Mrs Ovington for the suggestion.
X-Factor here we come!
Description can be very powerful and is an excellent way to build up an image in your reader's minds. This superb advert from Sky TV is full of wonderful descriptive language, that builds up the image of a journey through the woods.
Can you write your own description?
Here are some ideas.
1. Describe a journey through the woods (as in the advert).
2. Describe a storm (either on a ship or an island).
3. Describe a haunted house, graveyard or both.
You could try writing your piece in Microsoft Word first and then copying it to the blog.
The path slowly disappears as we descend deeper into the woods. The gnarled and twisted trees groan as an icy wind tears away the last of autumn's golden leaves. As night falls, the forest comes to life. All around there is a chorus as creatures awaken. Chittering in the trees, rustling in the bracken. Inky black eyes glisten in the shadows.