2010-2011 - Bradford Grammar School

The Bradford Grammar Junior School Magazine 

2010-2011 

Inside: duke of kent visit, Ski 

trip, harvest appeal, music, 

sports day, picture board, 

poems, norman living, rugby 

tournament, scary stories, 

vikings, gardening club 

County & Regional Honours

welcome 

Gardening Club 

nature & seasons 

A very warm welcome to our 

new look Clockwise magazine. 

This is an annual publication 

where we aim to show some 

of the pictorial highlights of the 

school year. The start of the 

year was a difficult time for staff 

and pupils following the news 

that Sara Denham-Smith had lost 

her brief battle with illness. It was a 

great source of comfort to those who 

knew her and particularly her close 

family and friends when we 

came together and 

held a celebration 

of Sara’s life and 

time teaching at 

Clock House. The 

day included a 

balloon release, 

fundraising and 

me being dowsed 

in a bucket of 

custard (there’s 

a photograph 

below to prove it). 

Alongside 

the photos 

is a selection 

of pieces written by the pupils. I am really 

proud of the standard of work produced 

and as the photos show, the pupils still have 

plenty of time for so many extra-curricular 

activities, sport, concerts, fund-raising events 

and school 

trips. I would 

like to take this 

opportunity to 

thank the Junior 

School staff who 

make all this 

possible for the 

children. 

The variety of 

activities and the 

enthusiasm that 

the pupils have 

put into them is 

a real highlight 

for me: from gardening to gymnastics, skiing 

to samba band, biathlon to broad minds, 

rounders to rock band, dance to DT – I could 

go on! 

Life at Clock House is about trying new things, 

progressing at chosen hobbies, celebrating 

talents and enjoying what you are doing 

whether you are a beginner or more advanced; 

as I reflect on the year I am pleased that this 

has been achieved on so many occasions and 

in so many ways. 

Neil Gabriel - Headteacher 

World Peace Day 

garden 

The roots of the twisted tree are like fingers 

coming to grab you. 

The dilapidated bony roots are crawling over 

the mucky-damp corners. 

The stones dwell in the emerald green grass 

fading more and more as you get to the top 

of the garden. The stone wall is sliced at both 

sides and opened up to a windy path that leads 

down the depths of the garden, where there is 

a worn-down iron gate. 

The leaves, like fingers are threading out over 

the stream. 

Claudia Dobson J6M 

a flower 

description 

A daffodil is my favourite flower. 

Soft, bright and beautiful yellow in 

a lush green garden 

that looks cheerful on a bright day 

with a clear blue sky. 

Its soft petals dancing 

to the tunes of a gentle breeze 

emitting a pleasant fragrance. 

It is an amazing gift of nature. 

Sukruth Kundur J2H 

a rainy day 

A rainy day could bring lots of fun. You could 

splash in the murky puddles and ruin your 

reflection. You could hear the raindrops 

bulleting into the ground. Also you could see 

the grey and dark clouds covering the yellowy 

orange, bright sun. You could feel your feet 

tingling to be tempted to do some more. If you 

were inside and not tempted to enjoy the dull 

and damp rain, you could see the crystal clear 

raindrops bouncing off the window. And that is 

what you could do on a rainy day. 

Karam Butt J4M 

summer 

senses 

Summer looks like lush, 

Green leaves and colourful flowers. 

Summer sounds like birds tweeting and 

children laughing. 

Summer feels like the hot burning sun and 

water splashing from water guns. 

Summer smells like the sweet smell of 

blossoms and smoky barbecues. 

Summer tastes like delicious strawberries and 

cold ice cream. 

Sameh Rashid J2T 

the garden shed 

I’ve always thought that our garden shed was different to everyone 

else’s, and what happened today just proved it. 

My name was Jack Dover and my best friend, a skinny black haired boy, was called 

Sammy Baker. I have dark black hair and am quite small for my age even though my big 

brother, Billy, was a giant like the empire state building compared to an averagely sized 

bungalow! He was humungous. 

One day, Sammy and I were bouncing on my dilapidated, old, rusty, out of date trampoline 

when we heard a small rustle, so small I barely heard it, coming from the garden shed. 

Now, the garden shed wasn’t a nice big, green, tidy one. No, it was a mess. The paint had 

turned to mush years ago, it smelt like a dozen rats had died in there (they probably had) 

and it was filled from head to toe with spades and buckets and mowers and a whole lot of 

dust so it wasn’t a nice place to be. 

We just ignored it as I was 99.9% sure it would just be a hungry rat scavenging for food 

but that night, I was just closing my bedroom window when I saw green lights shooting 

out of the shed window mesmerizingly. I couldn’t help but watch for a few minutes when 

suddenly the shed door opened! 

Through the window I saw a little green man walk through the door and at first I thought 

it was a frog but then I saw its huge alienated eyes, which were like torches that shone 

darkness or bottomless pits. It held its head majestically, like a king talking to his audience. 

I suddenly jumped out of the trance and realised, with a shock, what was happening. I 

raced for my mobile and grabbed it, it nearly slipping out of my hands. It was new and 

shiny so I gripped it, turned it on and rang Sammy. I know I should’ve called to my dozy 

parents but I doubted they would listen and I just wasn’t thinking. 

The phone rang for what seemed like forever but, after what felt like hours, a very tired 

sounding familiar voice picked up the phone and asked gruffly what I wanted. I jumped for 

joy when I heard him and told him everything. He said he would come over now and asked 

me to re-explain to him when he got there. He left his phone on accidently 

and I heard him sneak past his parents, who were watching TV, and 

close the front door. The line cut off. 

It was late and very dark when he arrived so Mum and Dad 

were fast asleep. At least that was good. He came inside and I 

explained to him again what happened. 

“You know the rustling we heard whilst we were on the 

trampoline,” I whispered. 

“Yess...” he answered uncertainly. 

“Well tonight, whilst I was closing my window, this alien came 

out the shed door. The shed was glowing green and then it 

came out. It’s small with H-U-G-E eyes, like footballs, with a 

flourescent green body,” 

“Are you sure it wasn’t just a frog” he said. It was clear 

that he was getting creeped out. 

“Do you want to have a look,” I whispered. He didn’t 

reply. We just looked out the window to see the 

alien gone. He looked annoyed that it wasn’t there, 

thinking that I’d tricked him. 

Just then we heard the door slowly creak open... 

Thomas Wardale J6P 

spring 

Spring is a time of lambs and chicks, 

Spring is a time of little birds and daffodils, 

It is a time of chocolate and fun! 

It should be a time of happiness, 

A time of love, 

It should be a time of Easter and flowers. 

Spring should not be a time of sadness and 

dullness, 

Spring should not be a time of rain or bad 

weather. 

But most of all spring to me is marvellous fun! 

Ben Moon J5N 

Gardening Club 

Red Nose Day 

luscious 

spring 

The sound of singing birds 

The golden King Alfred daffodils 

The slushy green grass on the spring floor, 

And the brown autumn leaves on the floor. 

The spiky holly on the trees 

The bumpy bark on the outside of the tree 

The fungus fingers forming on the tree, 

And centuries of growth going away. 

The scent of different coloured pansies 

The white lambs eating the green grass 

The nibbles of hunger in the scaly leaves, 

And stretching the duvet of winter sleep. 

The eruption of gold treasure 

The tiger striped bees floating in the spring air 

Packed with pollen from the flowers, 

AND THE SPRING HUNT ENDED WHAT WILL 

HAPPEN IN WINTER 

Mark Lovitt J5N 

colour 

poem 

Purple is like a swishing violet. 

Beautiful roses that are pink. 

White must be a cloud drifting away. 

Red is happiness 

And yellow is like a cuddly soft teddy bear. 

Anuli Okeahialam J2H 

2 

3

seasons 

seasons 

hunting 

for spring! 

The birds are chirping, singing sweetly, 

All the bright colours- literally blinding me, 

Daffodils budding, luscious green grass, 

Indulgent ivy climbing up the orange brick wall. 

Black and yellow bees flying around, 

Hunting for nectar. 

Beautiful birdhouses with sensational seeds, 

Twigs and brown sticks scattered all over the 

natural carpet. 

The smell of spring is just fresh air with a hint 

of rose, 

Dark brown trees with moss and fungus, 

Forming on the fingers of the branch. 

Huge leaves with creepy crawlies swarming all 

over them! 

The long elegant fingers of trees stretching out 

onto the spring sky, 

Twisted roots engulfed in the muddy, brown 

ground. 

Brown rusty leaves, abandoned pieces of 

wood, 

One massive tree with huge hands, his fingers 

creeping up on you at night! 

Bright colours: purple, fuchsia, all of them in 

one velvety, soft pansy. 

Weird shaped leaves with a glaze of ice. 

But there are also dark sides to spring..... 

Bat black colours on the pansies: ebony, dark 

brown. 

An eruption of smell 

So marvellously mellifluous! 

I think we have found him! 

Maryam Nisa J5N 

spring 

The twisted roots, 

Growing fruits 

Daffodils growing 

Rivers are flowing 

The sun is blazing 

It’s amazing, 

Growing flowers 

And April showers. 

Flowers with beauty, 

Fruit tastes nice and fruity 

Fruit on trees 

Black and yellow bumble bees; 

Trees are swaying 

Sheep are laying. 

All the lovely flowers 

With all their magical powers; 

Rabbits are bounding, 

Hearts are pounding 

The birds are tweeting 

Are they at a meeting 

The birds have flown into the Spring sky 

I have always wondered how they go so 

high 

These wonders have the key to Spring. 

The season of beginning, hope they do 

bring. 

Thomas Austin J5N 

rainy haiku 

The rain falls slowly. 

Rain falls on my head and floor. 

The rain is runny. 

The drip dropping rain. 

I wish for a sunny day. 

It is very wet. 

Amber Kenyon J2H 

finding the 

keys to 

spring 

The blooming of the daffodils, 

The echoing voice of the birds singing, 

The bloom of many multi-coloured flowers, 

The bark covering a dying tree, 

Fingers of fungus torturing a tree! 

The sweet aroma of the daffodils, 

Golden bushes all around, 

Bumps on the holly trees, 

Leaves scattered around like a shower of gold 

coins. 

The slushy grass growing slowly in the sunlight, 

The scent of pollen sprouting like a geyser 

Shooting out boiling water, 

The huge tree leaning up like a towering giant, 

A rainbow flowerbed erupting with aroma. 

Buds poking their heads from their slumbering 

beds, 

Daffodils waking from their deep slumber. 

Winter has gone and the frost has died, 

When Spring has awakened aroma won’t hide. 

Haaris Miskin J5N 

rainy 

haiku 

It is raining lots. 

Your hair gets wet in the rain. 

And then you are soaked. 

Sana Khan J2H 

Sports Day 

summer 

senses 

Summer looks like light shining sun 

Summer sounds like birds singing 

Summer feels like dragon-flies zooming past 

Summer smells like jingling bluebells and starry 

daffodils 

Summer tastes like mouth-watering ice cream 

and icy slush puppies. 

Amalie Fisher J2T 

summer 

senses 

Summer looks like children playing happily 

under blue skies. 

Summer sounds like birds chirping tunefully on 

the branch. 

Summer feels like sunshine kissing my skin. 

Summer smells like Daddy cutting the grass 

and flowers growing in the garden. 

Summer tastes like ice-cream and strawberries 

in the park. 

summer 

senses 

Summer looks like a green, bright 

garden, 

With flowers growing in the sun. 

Ava Hanafin J2H 

Summer sounds like the tune of the icecream 

van, bringing customers there. 

Summer feels like the hot relaxing sun, 

Making everybody happy. 

Summer smells like a hot delicious 

barbeque, 

Sizzling the sausages away. 

Summer tastes like a cool ice –cream, 

With toffee sauce and a flake. 

Freddie Azfar J2T 

summer senses 

Summer looks colourful and bright. 

Summer sounds like splashing waves on the beach. 

Summer feels hot, relaxing and peaceful. 

Summer smells like fresh grass and flowers. 

Summer tastes like strawberries, 

ice-lollies, ice-cream and barbecues. 

summer senses 

Summer looks like children paddling in the sea. 

Summer sounds like birds chirping and singing. 

Summer feels like blazing hot sun shining on us. 

Summer smells like freshly cut grass and 

Sausages sizzling on the barbeque. 

Summer tastes like juicy red strawberries. 

Nicholas Miller J2H 

Red Nose Day 

summer 

senses 

Summer looks like a fun picnic. 

Summer feels like hot sunshine and 

children playing. 

Summer smells like sweet ice 

cream and barbeques. 

Summer tastes like strawberries 

and meringue. 

Summer sounds like splashing 

waves and birds 

Naina Krishna J2T 

summer 

The diamond sky like a pool of blue eyes as I 

pass by 

And the fresh, vibrant leaves upon brown barked 

chestnut trees 

Or the pale green grass all piled in a gathered 

mass 

And to see the white fluffy clouds of woollen sheep 

really is the life for me 

And the cold breeze of the wind whistling around the 

stripy buzzing bees 

This really is the summer for me 

William Smith J6P 

Zoe Harvey J2T 

4 

Rugby 

Cross Country 

5

seasons 

autumn 

trees 

It’s autumn and the leaves are falling 

Curling and twirling as I walk through the 

woods 

Green gold I crunch them 

Kicking leaves where I am stood 

Conkers and acorns lie on the ground 

And the squirrel scans around 

Storing up food in his nest 

Getting ready for his winter rest 

Apples blue berries I eat them all 

Blackberries I like them more 

Grapes green and purple 

I keep them in my store 

Amrit Sharma J3W 

autumn 

animals 

Foxes eat until they`re full 

Roaming around looking for food 

His nose gleams in the sun 

His eyes show his mood 

Grey bushy tails roaming around 

Looking for acorns to store 

Big tall ears everywhere 

Always looking for more 

Spiky and prickly and their nose is twitchy 

Eating blackberries and worms and slugs 

Hunting silently in the dark 

Avoiding snakes’ hugs!! 

Lorcan Hanafin J3W 

Harvest Appeal 

autumn story 

In 12th October, 50 BC, Polobly the warrior 

was hunting enormous boars in a cool, 

autumn morning. His friend, Totalvonix, was 

rather fat and strong in case they had to fight 

with the Romans. Their druid, Geremysinstix, 

was gathering mistletoe but he didn’t notice 

that some Romans were watching him. 

Suddenly, Totalvonix threw a menhir at 

the Romans but instead, it landed on 

Geremysinstix. Polobly was furious. 

“LOOK WHAT YOU’VE JUST DONE!!!” 

shouted Polobly. Then, Geremysinstix woke. 

He had gone mad! He couldn’t feel that the 

autumn leaves were falling on his head. 

“He’s crazy!” gasped Polobly. “The only thing 

to do is to find another druid to cure him.” So 

they went to the village Southsorgas to find 

the druid. They went into a puddle of leaves 

which was 20cm thick. At last, after a long 

puddle of leaves, they reached the village. 

“Can you come to our village to cure our 

druid” Polobly asked the other druid, Caligula 

Minus. 

“Of course,” replied Caligula Minus. “But we 

have to walk through a patch of crimson red 

leaves so we can use a chariot.” 

They went on a cart pulled by a piebald horse 

to Polobly’s village. When they got there, 

Caligula Minus said, 

“Mmmm... This druid needs some potion 

made of autumn oak leaves.” Half an hour 

later, Caligula Minus made the potion. 

Geremysinstix drank it. Suddenly, the druid felt 

better! He was cured! In celebration, they had 

a delicious banquet. 

Han Zhao J4C 

autumn 

poem 

Flying birds swirl in the sky 

While deer gallop around 

Snakes hunt for scared mice 

Searching on the ground 

Gathering nuts and conkers, 

Squirrel digs them deep in the ground 

He hides them away for winter, 

And scurries all around 

Hedgehogs are all spiky 

They leave thorns behind 

They like having tea 

Eating grubs and worms 

Jaime Berry J3W 

autumn 

story 

Once upon a time there was a girl called 

Lucy, and she was going for a walk with her 

mum and sister. So they set off and all of the 

leaves slowly fell on to the ground. Lucy was 

walking mum and sister in the park. Lucy said 

“Let’s have a race” to her sister, Elizabeth. 

They started running so fast it was in a blur. 

SUDDENLY Lucy fell over really badly, and 

then Lucy’s mum quickly got her mobile phone 

out and immediately called the ambulance and 

carried her home, Elizabeth was very upset. 

Then when they got home it started to bleed 

and it looked like a shining tomato. Then the 

ambulance came and the man came in and 

looked at Lucy’s leg. The doctor said “This is a 

very series condition, I will have to take her to 

the hospital, just for about two hours because 

I have got a special cream. You can come too 

if you want.” 

“Sure.” 

When they got there Lucy’s leg 

stopped bleeding. Lucy’s sister told 

her you will be alright; they loved 

each other a lot. And the doctor 

gave them cream to make Lucy’s leg 

better. 

Then Lucy, her mum and sister walked 

home very slowly home, because 

of Lucy’s poor leg. Lucy’s sister was 

quite depressed because she had to see 

the pain of Lucy’s leg she was kicking the 

shining lemon leaves into the air. Then Lucy 

lingered by Elizabeth and said, “What’s up” 

“It’s just I couldn’t see you upset.... and 

I am fine now there is nothing to be sad 

about.” So they had a very comfortable hug. 

Everyone was happy so they threw leaves 

outside into the beautiful air. 

Myrah Khan J4C 

christmas 

wish 

I wish Christmas day was everyday 

Then everything I want I would get today 

Decorating the Christmas tree 

Sparkling lights and baubles is all I can see 

Sitting by the fire waiting for Santa to come 

I can’t get to sleep even though I am being 

told by Mum 

In my bed hearing jingling bells 

Smelling all those Christmassy smells 

I am still hoping that Santa will come 

Then someone whispered “Can I have 

some” 

I went downstairs hoping it was Santa 

It was! 

But all he wanted was a hot mince pie. 

Rebecca Munro J5S 

christmas 

wish 

All I want for Christmas is 

My two front teeth 

and a massive tree 

With loads of presents underneath. 

I wish that I could dance 

Like the fairy on the tree 

But I’d just end up spinning 

Because I am only me. 

The juicy turkey and pudding 

Set out on the table for tea 

With my family 

Then they all play with me. 

Millie Sunderland J3W 

seasons 

christmas 

wish 

My Christmas wish 

My Christmas wish is that all the poor people 

would have a good meal and people would 

stop fighting over land. 

People who need medicine should have 

it, fresh water should be for all people and 

everyone should have somewhere to live. 

By Habib Shafiq J3S 

christmas 

wish 

I will spring out of bed. 

Say Merry Christmas to my Dad. 

Look underneath the tree to see 

What Santa left for me 

I wish this Christmas for all my 

family to be together and 

have 

fun with me. 

I like chicken most of all 

for dessert 

I wish for jelly it goes in to 

my belly 

that makes me very 

happy. 

Sufyan Mahmood 

J3W 

Christmas Concert 

6 

Harvest Appeal 

Christmas Concert 

7

circus 

animals 

the circus 

The circus is another world, 

With different colours flying everywhere, 

Like the red hot fire, 

Underneath the man on the rope, 

Who is scared like a vampire who can see 

the sun rising. 

The fire is a living hell, 

Aiming for the man. 

I can see his reflection coming from the fire. 

Another is the woman’s pink crazy dresses, 

With a muti-coloured collection of feathers 

on each head. 

Or the grey clown’s mask, 

As frightening as a ferocious lion. 

With black hair and white clothes, 

He goes around tricking anyone nearby. 

There is also the yellow lights dazzling the 

performers, 

That is as bright as the sun, without the 

heat, 

Showing the wonderful view. 

The light blue, big, bad cannon. 

It has the look of a kind machine, 

But has the power of a menacing destroyer. 

Finally, there is the sky, 

Filled with bangs and booms as the 

fireworks and colours fill it up. 

These are a few of the wonderful things, 

In the magnificent circus. 

Ismail Ellam J6P 

the circus 

Reflection of the tomato nose on the 

clown was glistening upon my face. 

The grey, dull, depressing, friendly giant 

appearing dramatically behind the water 

tank holding a dolphin that was gliding 

around in its home. Mustard was dripping 

out of my tunnel like mouth as if it was 

sand getting hurtled along the sea bed. 

The sky; happy and beautiful, gleaming 

upon everybody’s face. To top off my 

prodigious day, long, wooden, flaming 

sticks were flying around the tent. Truly 

amazing! 

Zander MacFarlane J6P 

Fashion Show 

the circus 

Dancing ripples in the vast pool of ice 

cold water shone in the lingering rays of 

burning light, 

Dreamy prancing beams of impenetrable 

light aim at the bewildered audience like long 

bony fingers, 

The pampering shocking pink animal 

costumes lay on their minute fragile bodies 

as they trudged along the skinny path of 

spongy golden yellow sand, 

The elephant’s body was like a gigantic grey 

cloud with thick long wrinkles around his 

colossal body making neat tram lines, his 

tusks were long emaciated legs and his ears 

were humongous snowballs, 

Energetic clowns wore frantic sky blue 

costumes, the solid sky blue barriers swayed 

gently in the icy breeze, 

Soft fluffy red noses gently bounce on the 

blood red floor, squirting snow white creamy 

droplets of lush delicious milk. 

Kirandeep Athwal J6P 

Fashion Show 

the circus 

In the circus, animals come in all 

shapes and sizes. And the mighty 

elephant is as big as you get. Their 

skin is rough like a tree, smelling of 

fresh hazelnuts. 

All the bright lights roam around 

the room, all of them shining down 

like the sun. The staring eyes of the 

spotlight scan the crowd looking for a 

volunteer. 

One of the scary but funny features in 

the circus is clowns; their red noses 

catching the light, so shiny that you 

can see your face in them. 

The sequins on the costumes are 

spectacular. Glistening like diamonds, 

dangling off the costumes as they 

dance! 

Robbie Williams J6P 

the ant and 

the ladybird 

There was once an ant that was a bit ugly 

and was working very hard collecting twigs, 

food and leaves for his family. There was also 

a horrible mean ladybird just dancing around 

having fun and not caring what will happen 

next. He was showing off about his wings and 

his polished black spots. 

One day the ladybird was singing in the woods 

admiring his reflection in the river and the ant 

walked by. The ladybird thought the ant looked 

very tired on top of that ugliness. 

“I think you look very ugly, but look at me lovely 

like a rose!” the ladybird boasted. 

The ant just walked off not listening. Then when 

winter came the ant was all warm in his house 

and piling food on her family`s plates, they 

looked out of the window at the ladybird and 

he was not singing because he was cold and 

he didn`t collect food! The ant just smirked and 

walked off. 

Working hard achieves a lot! 

Ava Hepworth-Wood J5N 

archie 

Oh Archie that’s what he’s called, 

He’s got pointy ears and 

Very sharp claws! 

Oh Archie that’s what he’s called, 

He’s got very brown eyes and a tail that 

grows! 

Why has he got very white teeth 

Why has he got 2 big feet 

Archie has got lots of talents 

In many ways, 

Archie has got a very round face. 

Jodie Francis J6M 

lizards 

Lizards are reptiles 

Icy cold blooded 

Zig-zag spikes 

Arranged on their bodies 

Reptiles are awesome 

Deadly 

Sly 

Euan Ross J5S 

snakes 

S nakes are slithery they are slimy too. 

N obody can touch them not even you . 

A snake could be poisonous so try not to touch. 

K eep away don’t even look too much. 

E very snake has a bite. 

S o you could get a nasty fright. 

Marcus Hall J5S 

misty 

She has fleecy black and white fur which is 

sometimes clumped with dirt. Little dainty paws 

stand neatly together while a puff of fur on her 

hind legs spreads voluminously behind her. Her 

tail swishes about and even when she’s still it 

has a mind of its own. 

Her eyes twinkle in a shade of apple green 

when she looks at your food while she schemes 

how to get it. She starts to scowl with jealously 

at your delicious meal studying every detail of 

it while her tail swishes about. Her face has a 

black mask over her neatly groomed fur. Under 

her dainty mouth a puff of fur sticks out of her 

chest like hedgehog spikes. 

Laura Barnett J6S 

my dog 

simba 

Simba’s fur is a pearly white colour. Simba is so 

cuddly which makes him look like a mini polar 

bear! Simba’s tail is like a whirlwind sat at the 

back of his elongated body. Simba is just like 

a couch potato, after a long run with my mum 

and me he flops on to the sofa which he thinks 

is his territory. His claws on his paws regularly 

come out when angry. Freckles are peppered 

on to his muzzle. Simba never barks except 

when you try to take his toy. 

We are getting a pointer puppy that we will be 

calling Phlye (pronounced Fly) that will be the 

complete opposite to Simba because he/she 

will bark whenever there is a knock on the door. 

Simba will have to get used to not being at the 

top of the pecking order all the time!!! 

They will always be my special friends!!! 

Jessica Manning J6S 

peacocks 

Your radiance is lovely, 

Your feathers oh how they enchant me 

They are like a rainbow that has settled in the 

coral blue sky. 

Your neck is long and slender, 

You are the most magnificent bird 

The most elegant the most beautiful 

Oh bird you are the most magnificent that has 

ever walked the mighty earth. 

Your fur is a brilliant blue, 

It is as soft as velvet, 

That is of a high status 

The status of you. 

Your eyes are of emeralds green, 

Oh how they sparkle in the dappled sun, 

I think you should be respected, 

For you are the world to me. 

Hibah Mahmood J6M 

tim the tiger 

One sunny morning Tim the Tiger was waking 

up from his nap. Then he said to himself, 

“Is it morning already” 

He had black stripes as dark as space on his 

tummy, face and tail. Some of it was white. He 

wasn’t very big. His eyes were beady and small 

so were his ears. 

Then he took another nap for a while until it was 

2.30pm. He woke up and saw a boat coming 

towards him. It was very small. When the boat 

got to the island Tim decided to hide in the 

house. Then a boy said 

“Hello is anyone home” 

But there was no answer. Then the boy looked 

inside the house and saw Tim hiding. 

“Hello, don’t be afraid,I won’t hurt you,” 

Then Tim looked and the boy was standing 

there. It was almost night time and the boy sat 

in the house and went to sleep. 

The next morning Tim and the boy woke up 

and got up out of the house. 

“Have you got a ball”asked Tim. 

“Yes I have,” replied the boy. 

“Can we play catch”said Tim. 

“Of course we can,” answered the boy. 

So Tim and the boy played catch. 

After a while Tim and the boy had been playing 

catch for about an hour and they got very tired 

and then the boy said 

“Can I keep you” 

“Of course you can,” said Tim. 

Then Tim and the boy both went home together 

and had fun. 

Sabeeh Irfan J4C 

the fox and 

the mouse 

Once there was an unfair fox that was always 

mean and there was a clever, giving mouse. 

One sunny morning the fox wanted a game that 

the mouse had and he didn’t. The mouse who 

was always giving lent the fox the game. 

After a while the mouse got suspicious and 

asked he could have his game back. The fox 

refused and wouldn’t tell why. The mouse was 

really hurt but as he was clever he thought of a 

plan. He immediately put his plan into action. 

He asked the fox to a challenge on a different 

game. The fox took the challenge full of spirit. 

The mouse did it so that he could look around 

the fox’s den. The day came; as the mouse was 

crafty and he was small he could hide very well. 

When they were playing the game 

the mouse said he needed the 

toilet, and went. The mouse 

looked everywhere 

in the fox’s burrow 

and finally found 

the game but it was 

broken. The mouse 

said to himself, “no 

kindness from the 

mean,” And sighed. 

Charlotte Bingham J5N 

the deer and the cats 

Once there were two cats who lived in a pigsty. The cats were very poor and could not 

afford food so Mr. Cat would go into the forest every day to catch an animal for his supper. 

One day Mr. Cat went into the forest set his trap and waited then all of a sudden whizz 

bang the trap had fallen! Mr. Cat pounced out from behind the rock to only find a strong 

young deer, “please I’m not really a deer I am an enchanted prince”, “well if you can talk 

you can go free” and he untied the deer and she sprinted off. 

When Mr. Cat went home he went home to a distraught Mrs. Cat she was in tears on the 

floor she was so hungry “do you have any food” she begged “I am so sorry dear I did 

catch an enchanted prince but I let him go”. The two cats went to bed hungry and upset 

but little did they know the enchanted prince was watching. 

The deer soon realised that the cats had a good heart and decided to help he quickly ran 

to all his friends and asked to borrow some food and he ran to the butcher and the baker 

and quickly ran back to the cat’s pigsty. Quickly placed the food on the table he whispered 

“enjoy” and left. 

When the cats woke they couldn’t believe their eyes for the first time in years the table was 

covered in food not just a little lots of it from bread to beef to fresh vegetables the cat ate 

all the food in no time. It had been a long time since they had eaten anything as nice as 

that but all the while Mr. Cat had a warm feeling inside that he knew who had brought the 

food out of pure kindness. 

So that goes to prove that if you are kind somebody or something will be kind back 

Rebecca Harvey J5N 

8 

9

picture board 

picture board 

picture board 

Viking Trip 

Florence Nightingale 

The Clock House Ski Trip to Serre Chevalier in France 

Cathedral Visit 

Sports Day 

J6 Pupils Experience 

Life at Houlgate 

Computer Graphics 

Health & Safety Winners 

Ismail Ellam 

Junior School House Cross Country 

Hannah Moursi 

Kirandeep Athwal 

Emma Cunningham 

10 11

me 

home & school 

Victorian Day 

my special 

place 

Walking my dog Bonnie through a quiet 

field I like to call the Vineyard, I love 

the vineyard it’s so quiet and peaceful 

somewhere I can escape a place of my 

own .The fresh smells of damp grass 

fills my nose with its extremely strong 

scent, laying down on the overgrown 

grass sliding through my fingers and 

moulding around me, looking up at the 

blue sky that’s filled with puffy plump 

clouds, trying to discover what their 

unusual shape will turn out to be. Cloud 

watching fills my soul with happiness 

and it makes me relax and admire the 

beautiful scenery around me. This place 

is a wonderful place it is a place of my 

own. I love chasing Bonnie up and down 

the steep hill avoiding any sharp pieces 

of bracken. Pinning her down on the 

slippery grass then grabbing her and 

sliding down after what seems like a ten 

mile hike up the hill. After resting for a 

while walking her down the deep ditch 

and back up the other side only to find 

an even bigger hill and attempting to 

climb it . When I finally get to the top 

I sit there look down at Shibden Valley 

feeling like I’m on top of the world .After 

a while I trek down the hill run ahead of 

Bonnie and hide in the bracken I know 

this sounds crazy but she actually sniffs 

me out and finds me, you see Bonnie’s a 

beagle and I sometimes hide treats and 

hide them a mile away from her and she 

finds them. This is why the Vineyard is 

my favourite place. 

Annabelle Delaney J6M 

what am i 

I can be many colours 

I cannot think 

I always obey my master 

I do not like cats 

They scare away my friend 

I am foldable 

I am immobile 

I am as fast as your broad band 

I am stronger than a level 20 fighter 

But weaker than a mouse 

Nicolas Woods J5S 

if i 

weren’t 

me 

If I were an animal I would be a monkey so I 

could swing from tree to tree. 

If I were a bird I would be an eagle so I could 

fly over the mountains. 

If I were a piece of furniture I would be a sofa 

stretched out and comfy. 

If you could eat me I would be a toffee hard on 

the outside and gooey on the inside. 

If I were a musical instrument I would be a 

piano to play soft slow pieces. 

If I were a vehicle I would be an aeroplane to 

fly through the sky. 

But I like being me because of my family. 

Millie Wadsworth J4M 

my friend 

She is a Labrador and is a very fast runner. 

She is fairly big and she doesn’t eat much 

because my mum doesn’t give her much. 

She has got a red collar with spikes on 

it. She has brown, soft fur. She has got 

brown eyes and pink lips. 

I always play with her. We got her from 

a house in Otley, I think. She is my best 

friend. 

She loves chasing cats, we always see 

them on walks. She loves runs and walks, 

also she loves playing with her ball. 

Samuel Harrison J4C 

my special 

place 

My special place is a hotel overlooking a 

beach from a hill and a path leading from 

the hotel onto the beach went through some 

beautiful trees, plants and wild grasshoppers 

that were roughly 10cm long and even wild 

cats on the loose. When you get down to 

the beach you are looking at the big, blue, 

sparkling sea and even at the side of the jetty 

there are massive squid! Bigger than my arm 

and one once wrapped around my hand, 

squirted ink and swam away, it felt really sticky 

and slimy and at the top of its mouth it actually 

felt sharp and spiky, but it hurt after a while 

when I got back to the Urchins Club House. 

The Urchins Club House is a place for 7s and 

under to go to for the day rather than with 

your parents . The last night we were there we 

walked to a small restaurant at the end of the 

beach where we had some wonderful seafood 

but then we had to go home. 

Matthew Lansbury J4M 

my favourite 

meal 

As the piercing screech bellows I sprint for the 

door, and snatch the box like a greedy goblin. 

I don’t care for the cutlery as I scoff down the 

amazing meal. 

The oozing cheese explodes in my mouth, the 

immense blast creates a fantastic fire, of which 

the tangy tomato sauce puts out the flame. 

Pepperoni comes and covers the burnt ash of 

dough and keeps out the heat. I want more and 

more and that is what I will get, can’t let go of 

the unworded power as the stream of tomato 

and river of mozzarella, with lily pads of hot, 

steamy pepperoni dotted on top, flows down my 

throat. The crispy dough crunches like a ton of 

bricks being stampeded by a herd of elephants. 

I cry out for more but no more comes. I leap 

off my throne of a chair(the sofa) and search 

around like a hungry bear desperate for some 

honey and as I stomp to the kitchen and 

demand for more… mum pulls a grin and 

sniggers, “no… more… pizza!” 

Toby Nevin J6S 

number one 

teacher 

I’m happy that you’re my teacher 

I enjoy each lesson you teach. 

As a role model you inspire me 

To dream and to work and to reach 

With your kindness you get my attention; 

Every day you are planting a seed 

Of curiosity and motivation 

To know and to grow and succeed. 

You help me fulfil my potential; 

I’m thankful for all you’ve done. 

I admire you each day, and I just want to say, 

As a teacher, you’re number one! 

Phoebe Ogden J6M 

a bedroom 

scene 

Lurking under the desk is an old, tatty, 

dilapidated school bag. A lolloping, lazy laptop 

lies on the wooden wrecked bed. Under the 

bed lives the distraught monster of tidiness. 

The crunchy out of date crisps are tumbling 

down like snow. A pair of sneakers lazes 

around on the green, bright chair like a sleeping 

lion about to wake-up. The mouth of the 

gargantuas drawer opens and sticks out its 

tongue to catch the evil teddy bear sitting on 

the chair. 

The zebra skin chair twirls round like a majestic, 

DIRTY ballerina. The money-filled jar looks like 

an erupted volcano. A pure white cushion sits 

against the bed board like a lazy guinea pig! 

An old Earlint Rocks poster lies on the light 

blue wall. The scrunched up throw rests on the 

untidy, wooden bed. 

By Polly Shaw J5N 

classroom 

story 

Long time ago there was a girl call Kristy, 

who had beautiful, sparkling ebony eyes, her 

lips were crimson red, her hair was ebony 

and she had silky long hair that cascaded on 

her shoulders. Kristy was an ordinary girl but 

she was a pretty girl indeed. She lived in a 

faraway place compared to her school. Her 

mum and dad were very kind to her, so she 

had a happy life. 

One day Kristy was working and the teacher 

went to the toilet, Kristy went over to the 

wardrobe to look at some of the vocabulary near 

the picture of books, but she could not find a 

suitable word for her work. She went to look in a 

dictionary. Then she heard a rustling sound… 

She turned round and saw nothing, so she 

went closer to the picture of books; she saw 

a shiny red book in the middle. She turned 

round to see if anyone was looking no one 

was looking. Kristy reached out to touch the 

book and something tingled on her fingers. 

Next she saw herself completely invisible. 

She couldn’t even see herself. Kristy started to 

feel anxious but she told herself not to worry. 

Kristy picked up the book. She was surprised 

because it was a picture of books and she 

picked the book out also she turned invisible! I 

must be dreaming Kristy thought. 

She opened the book carefully. She realised 

the book was a magical book that told people 

magical spells. Kristy read the first sentence 

“Do you want to go to a beautiful place, a 

glorious place that you had ever been You 

would enjoy and have fun; it has precious 

things that you have never seen.” Chanted 

Kristy. She felt a whirlwind and it picked her up. 

Syndy Cheung J4C 

the 

bedroom 

As she walked into her bedroom she 

could see her cosy cream bed with 

roses and pretty checks on the quilt. 

She picked up lots of teddy bears and 

other cuddly toys sat on the shelf. The 

books are tidy in a wooden box and all 

the clips and bobbles are lined up in a 

row on the dressing table. When she 

looked out of the window she could see 

lots of horses galloping around in the 

wet, dewy field outside. 

Eve Murphy J3W 

Scrapyard Visit 

don’t 

open the 

cupboard 

My nonsense poem 

Don’t open the cupboard! 

Who knows what could be in there 

Perhaps a kitten or a rabbit, 

Or maybe a grizzly bear! 

Don’t open the cupboard! 

Why on earth is it so scary 

Is there a puppy inside A toy 

Or maybe a little fairy 

Don’t open the cupboard 

Why on earth can’t we look 

Are there vegetables inside A present 

Or even worse... A BOOK! 

I’ve opened the cupboard, 

I did it as a dare, 

For in that cupboard there is nothing, 

Absolutely nothing there. 

Ben Scholefield J6S 

the messy 

room 

Crisps lay stale, uneaten and strewn about 

all over the bedroom. Broken shoes hid 

underneath a smelly cushion. Carelessly the 

bed lay in a colossal heap of mess. 

The coat lay above a heap of mess. T-shirts 

were littered around the emerald green carpet. 

Lazily the desk had been kept like a pile of 

rubbish. There was a laptop that had been left 

on, (always losing charge). 

The door had been left at a crooked angle, 

which had just been worn out. Posters were 

stuck on the wall which had left many marks. A 

teddy bear lay with a sad face frowning… 

An old dusty record player lay hidden high 

above on a microscopic, miniature shelf. Paper 

had been scattered and scrunched up around 

the room. Stop signs were covering the door 

like a plague of locusts. 

Will Hopper J6M 

12 

Sports Day 

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fantasy 

fantasy 

snow white’s 

journey to safety 

When Snow White is about to get killed 

The huntsman takes a knife out with sadness. 

Huntsman- “I have to kill you but I don’t want to” 

Snow White- “Don’t kill me” [Snow White starts to cry] 

Huntsman- “ok I will not kill you” “good luck trying to get past the forest” 

Snow White- “Thank you” 

Snow White finds a cottage 

Snow White spots a little cottage. She knocks on the door. But nobody answered. 

Snow White- “Anybody home” 

Snow White’s feet are very sore. So she decided that she will take a rest. 

Snow White- “I have checked all six beds but not the seventh” Snow White checks the 

seventh bed. 

Snow White- “That’s just right” [Snow White gets deeper into the duvet] 

The dwarfs find out 

When the dwarfs came back from the gold mine, the dwarfs found the house a bit messy they 

tried to find out who messed it up. 

Droopy- “I’m tired I’m going to bed” 

Happy- ”No we have to find out who made this mess. ” 

Droopy- ”Look who’s in my bed” 

All the Dwarfs- “Who” 

Droopy- ”A funny looking tired girl” (all the dwarfs looked at Snow White) 

Snow White wakes up 

Snow White- “Who are you” 

Happy- ”You are in our cottage.” 

Snow White- “Can I stay here” 

All the dwarfs- “Yes” 

Grumpy- “But no looking in my properties” 

Nimrita Mangat J4C 

witch’s brew 

Next put in a dead dog’s eye, 

Put in an expired and out of date pie. 

For flavour add a lock of hair, 

Later put in a smelly pear. 

Then you add an old cat’s ear, 

In an hour put in a Roman spear. 

Add to the brew a flying bat, 

You throw in a dead cat 

Sprinkle in some dried up blood 

After put in a ton of dried up mud 

A spider would make it taste real nice 

With a bit of rotten rice 

Stir this ‘til it’s mixed in well 

But stand well back it just might smell 

Pranav Balabhadra J3S 

Victorian Day 

the grey lady 

of malsis 

Always be careful at night you know 

Otherwise you could come tip to toe 

With the grey lady of Malsis 

And if you do that you could be in big trouble 

For you should then sprint on the double 

She walks the school every night 

And watch out otherwise you may get a 

fright 

For then she will go away 

Not until the next day 

Then for the day she sits on her tower 

On top of her hill 

Then at night you shall fear her power 

And watch out otherwise she might kill 

Piers Walton J6S 

the haunted 

house 

the ghost 

horse 

Gallop down the gallop track 

You don’t know what will happen 

Gallop down the gallop track 

The bad things do happen 

Hearts stop beating, people start weeping 

Ambulance sirens ringing in my ear 

Hearts stop beating, people start weeping 

That was the end of poor old Dolly 

Oh Dolly 

Your spirit scares Molly 

Oh Dolly 

Your hooves still gallop down that old gallop 

track 

Camping out on the grass near the track 

Listening to clip-ity clop clip-ity clop 

Camping out on the grass near the track 

Everyone can hear, old Dolly giving people 

fear 

Natasha Dawson J6S 

witch’s brew 

A recipe for a witch’s brew, 

It looks like gunge but tastes like stew. 

Throw in the pot an old rat’s tail, 

These ingredients cannot fail. 

Next put in a dead dog’s eye, 

It will taste like a piece of pie. 


Of course not from a grizzly bear. 


This will give you lots of fear. 


Try not to be mistaken with a mat. 

Sprinkle in some dried up blood, 

Be sure to add some mud. 

A spider would make it taste real nice, 

But give you a spice. 

Stir this ‘til it’s mixed in well, 

Remember to stand back. 

Mariya Khan J3S 

I slowly grasped the handle. I could feel the cold sweat of fear on the palm of my hand. I pushed the 

door a tiny bit more and peeped inside. 

In the room I saw a spirit. It was a horrifying sight, but then I thought that my imagination was 

playing tricks on me. When I looked again the ghostly ghoul was gone! 

Suddenly I heard another thud. It came from upstairs. I slowly walked up the creaking stairs. 

Then I saw the ghoul again. I stopped myself from shouting. I was terrified I wasn’t going to 

let him slip out of my hands again 

I had to follow the ghost into the attic. The light flicked on and off. When the light flicked on 

the ghostly ghoul appeared to move around the room. I could not keep track of him. Suddenly 

I felt a cool breeze on my cheek. The light flicked on and the ghoul was standing right beside 

me. I screamed but I could hear no sound. 

Jude Hall J3S 

the haunted 

house 

After a few minutes I decided that I had to continue. My curiosity 

was too much for me to bear. I had come this far. I had to explore 

the rest of the house, although I wasn’t sure what the house had 

in store for me. What if it really was haunted “What if I never 

made it out alive” I wondered. I opened the door. It creaked, 

I peeped in, palms sweating with fear, my mouth dried up and 

sore. I gasped. There in the murky shadows was a glow of white, 

and then it was gone. I shook my head, I wondered if it was my 

imagination, it wasn’t, there it was again. 

I got really scared then. I screamed. I ran and ran out of the door 

screaming, and then I stopped. There at the top of the staircase 

was a ghostly moan. A cold icy shiver went down my spine. 

There was a glint of white. There was banging up above me, I 

closed my eyes… 

An extract by Eve Atkinson J3S 

never 

Never go down to the woods at night 

You’ll just find yourself in shock or fright, 

Strange it will seem as you are surrounded by 

mist 

When you’re knocked to the ground you’ll 

twist and twist, 

Soon you will be pinned to the floor 

By the monster . . . The Minotaur! 

As the mist blocks out the moon 

You know that you will be dead soon, 

The Minotaur is a dirty piece of work 

You can’t even see it in the murk, 

Soon you will be very sore 

But it won’t be for long because you will 

be no more! 

Miles Loney J6S 

witch’s 

brew 

A recipe for a witch’s brew, 

It looks like gunge but tastes like stew. 

Throw in the pot an old rat’s tail, 

These ingredients cannot fail. 

Next put in dead dog’s eye, 

Then maybe a mouldy rat pie. 


This won’t make it a big nightmare. 


Could include a drop of beer. 


Why not put in a witch’s hat. 

Sprinkle in some dried up blood, 

Don’t let it make a flood. 

A spider would make it taste real nice, 

Maybe some tails from three blind mice. 

Stir this ‘til it’s mixed in well. 

Stand very clear ‘cause this will smell! 

Hannah Crookes J3S 

never go 

down to the 

forest 

Don’t go down to the forest at night 

Or you will find a scare or fright 

A bear or wolf 

With eyes gleaming and teeth baring, 

You‘ll never come out the forest then. 

Never go to the forest at night 

Under the gleaming moon 

For wolves will howl and birds will fly 

As vultures dive. 

Never go to the forest at night 

Under the shining stars 

Just go in the day instead!! 

Lewis Day J6S 

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15

ox 

History, politics & world affairs 

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my magic 

box 

I will put in my box 

Kody smiling shouting ‘Sist’ 

My rabbit running round about 

Sausages sizzling on a summer’s day. 


My first shell from the sea shore 

Strawberries sweet but sour too 

The sea swaying side to side 


My first tooth so tiny and twinkly 

The fire of a fiery fur eating dragon 

A fairy wishing for food 


Chocolate so smooth and sweet 

Pineapple pizza and peas 

Blueberries bumpy but beautiful 

My box has gold sparkly corners with 

hearts on the lid, 

Poems in the corners the hinges are silver 

and as bright as can be. 

I shall fly on my box through the clouds all 

fluffy and take it everywhere I go. 

Ella Stuttard J4M 

my 

magic 

box 


A pink sheep and purple snow, 

A drooping flower in the summer night, 

A giraffe doing the moon walk. 


The scent of a rose, 

A fluffy cloud and a Chinese dragon, 

A glistening golden sun. 


A king dancing to lady Ga Ga, 

A panda eating a muffin and a flying horse, 

Birds flying upside down, 


The scent of a chocolate cake, 

A shower of milkshake, 

A pink sky and a soft breeze. 

Georgia Davey J4C 

i will put in my 

box… 


My bouncy bike on my birthday. 

A book all about extreme things. 

A new world just for me. 


An extra spicy pepperoni pizza. 

The rough tyres of my bike. 

The sound of water in the pool. 


A suspicious, sneaky snake. 

An iPod for my birthday. 

Sizzling bacon on a frying pan. 


My very own football team. 

The noise of cheering crowd. 

The scales of a dragon. 

My box would be made from shiny gold, with 

smooth stones and secrets in the corners, its 

hinges will be made from shiny rocks. 

I shall ride in my box, on the highest most 

dangerous mountains in the world, I will ride 

down on the smoothest roads in the country. 

Louis Fisher J4M 

my magic 

box 


A taste of some tongue tingling chocolate, 

A scar from a scaly scary dragon, 

The smell from a sizzling sausage. 


A speedy new sports car, 

The sound of the crashing waves at the 

seaside, 

The squeal of the eagle as it flies through 

the sky. 


A castle of my choice, 

As much money as I can carry, 

A feather from a phoenix. 

My box will be solid and hard. It will have 

locks all around it so that no one can 

break through. It will have everything that I 

have ever wanted floating around it. It will 

be made out of a dragon’s scales. 

Usman Omar J4M 

the end of 

the romans 

By the 5th Century A.D. Barbarian tribes were 

attacking other parts of the Roman Empire. 

Emperor Honorius decided that the Roman 

Legions in Britain were needed elsewhere. 

He sent a message to the people of Britain 

telling them the soldiers had to go. They 

must fight the Anglo Saxons and other 

invaders by themselves. 

In AD 140 the last Romans left. 

Henry Sisley J3W 

racism 

My skin’s white and my friend’s is brown, 

When I smile he doesn’t frown, 

Sometimes we go out to town, 

Where there is someone wearing a crown. 

Strangers may look and see, 

Two different colours him and me, 

He is Muslim and I am not, 

But I don’t think that matters a lot! 

When we play at each other’s homes, 

Or call each other on our phones, 

We don’t notice each other’s race, 

It doesn’t matter in any case! 

We like different things to eat, 

He likes spicy but I like sweet, 

His curries are often very hot, 

I like spicy but not a lot! 

We might have different coloured skin, 

But we know the person within, 

So really we are all the same, 

But racism is such a shame! 

Zac Riley J6M 

deforestation 

of rainforest 

Rainforest once covered at least 14% of 

the world but now only covers a mere 6% 

of the world. It is said that the rainforest 

might even be gone in less than 40 years. 

135 animals, plants or insects die each day 

from deforestation that is 50,000 plants and 

animals get destroyed each year. Chainsaws, 

bulldozers and fires are used to clear trees 

for land but can be used to cut down trees 

for money. 

This incident is manmade but can be 

accidental if a piece of glass catches rays 

of sun to make a fire but if we weren’t here 

it wouldn’t have happened. Also some trees 

die knocking others over destroying trees 

around it!!! 

I hope you have enjoyed reading these facts 

about the deforestation of rainforests. 

Hugh Berry J6P 

Houlgate Visit 

norman 

sunday times 

The Battle of Hastings 

It was a gruesome battle. The Normans were 

heavily outnumbered but thanks to William 

and the Normans clever trickery, the Saxons 

were overcome by the Normans. 

The Normans came from Normandy in France. 

William came across the sea with 2000 other 

Normans. 

The Saxons were tired because they had had 

to walk all the way from Stamford Bridge after 

beating the Vikings. 

The Normans were well armed with chainmail. 

Their formation was simple, it had cavalry at 

the back and in front of the cavalry were the 

archers... 

Henry Miller J4C 

m.l.k. 

Loud and fierce with a state of mind 

He slowly unravels the felony crime 

He puffs his chest he’s looking good 

And lets his heart speak inside his 

brotherhood. 

He speaks of very godly words 

He unravels the rights to him or to her 

He raises his hand for hope and for faith 

To go back to that special place. 

He speaks now to himself 

As America’s flower blooms 

Into graceful colours 

Like turquoise pinks and blues. 

Dr King has shown his potential 

To the world he was influential 

He has shown equality through black and 

through white 

But from this day he will not give up without 

a fight. 

Isaac Stephenson J6M 

bgs daily news 

Year 6 Jam with Junior Jam 

Year 6 have had a few days of fun activities and time learning fun techniques. They even learnt 

some Tai boxing!!! The activities started on Thursday 3rd March 2011 with Muay Tai and ended 

with Music Production on Friday 4th March 2011. Muay Tai, we learnt, was not just about 

fighting but about respect as well. The eight combat points, which we also learnt about, were 

both elbows, fists, your 

knees and your feet. 

Next we did African 

Drumming and we learnt 

to play the basics. The 

drums we used were 

called Djembays. We 

learnt 3 techniques 

played in different 

parts of the drum and 

by hitting the drum 

by shaping your 

hand differently. The 

three techniques are 

called the Base, the 

Tonne and the Slap 

which combined 

together sounds 

better than just 

hitting it without the 

knowledge of how 

to play it. 

After lunch we 

learned Capoera 

which is dancing 

and is actually 

Kung Fu 

disguised as 

dancing!!! 

Nasik Zahir J6P 

Dear MP 

Bradford Grammar School 

Keighley Road 

BRADFORD 

BD9 4JP 

2 April 2011 

My name is Jaya and I am 8 years old. I am writing to tell you about climate 

change. Your government have made a lot of promises about climate change, 

now will you keep them I may just be a child but in 20 years time I won’t be. 

Why do you focus on cuts rather than this This is way more important. It is 

your responsibility to make sure this happens. 

You promised that by 2050 that we would cut carbon dioxide emissions by 

60%. By 2020 you’d cut carbon dioxide emissions from 26-30% compared to 

1990. So we may need to focus on this and get a move on. 

If the world used electricity and resources like in the UK, then we would need 

3.1 worlds. As you should know we only have one world. Climate change 

has affected the Arctic Circle. In the winter the sea freezes. In the spring part 

of it melts. More and more of the ice caps have been melting due to climate 

change. 

Droughts and floods have been worse. A polar bear had to swim for 3 days 

because there weren’t any ice caps. Polar bears will find it harder to find food 

therefore they won’t have energy to swim far. Not only that but the countries 

that are being most affected aren’t doing anything to make it worse. 

Yours sincerely, 

Jaya Krishna J4C 

Dear Marsha Singh 

Bradford Grammar School 

Keighley Road 

Bradford 

BD9 4JP 

31 March 2011 

I am writing to you about pollution and climate change. Climate change causes 

problems such as droughts and floods, which destroy animals’ and plants’ 

habitats. All the poor people have to deal with climate change too, for example 

in some parts of Africa. You have to change this because when we are old in 20 

years we will have all of these problems to deal with .The government said that 

we will reduce green house gasses emissions by 26-30 % for 2020. If you have 

not kept these promises, then everyone is right to be disgusted. You must not 

be infantile to ignore climate change. 

I am therefore writing to say the government needs to stop having tea parties. 

They need get on with the jobs that have to be done. Make hydrogen cars, 

if that is too much then we must at least make cars with one half fuel and 

one half electric power. Cut electricity down! You ask why We don’t know 

everything, we are only children but if you sort this out, we will know what 

to do in the future. 

Yours sincerely, 

Henry O Smith J4C 

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seaside & Cruise 

seaside & Cruise 

my day on britannia 

On 13th April 2011 I went on Holiday to Edinburgh. My best day on holiday was on the 16th April 

2011. On that very day I woke up ‘Bleep! Bleep!’ But I didn’t get up, my Mum had to pull me out of 

bed. Blimey I was only sleeping. Anyway I got dressed had breakfast then I went on a bus to see 

Britannia! I was confused, anyway my Mum and Dad dragged me on the bus. My brother Marcus 

was so excited he nearly exploded like a balloon, my sister Libby was thinking what she might see, 

Jeremy and I sat in the corner thinking if it could be boring or an exciting day. 

As I went on Britannia I saw the lovely blue sky then I went on the magnificent boat. Inside we 

weren’t allowed to touch anything but the majority of things on the boat were beautiful, outside 

the sun was hot. It was marvellous. I even had lunch in it. When I went off the boat I thought to 

myself that day was AMAZING!!! That night I fell asleep and dreamed about what a sailor from 

Britannia might get up to. 

Jeremy Steward J3S 

at sea 

The waves crashing against my boat, 

My boat barely staying afloat, 

And the wind whistling in my ear, 

Oh I wish I could be on the pier. 

The rain like piercing daggers, 

As the wind criss-crosses and staggers, 

The salty sea spraying up in my face, 

Our boat now going at a slow pace. 

We were now far from the shore, 

And to call for help well was a lure, 

Then at last we saw a light, 

My happiness now at a height. 

Hugh Barrett J6S 

sea scene 

Lots of clouds surrounding me, 

Letting go of the sun’s beam. 

Lots of waves jumping upon themselves, 

The foam whitens and revels. 

Lots of gulls calling from above, 

Whiter than white, like a dove. 

Lots of scattering raindrops, 

Like little pearl droplets. 

Lots of sand sinking me, 

Bringing in shells from the sea. 

Lots of blustery winds, 

Like the clattering of rusty tins. 

Maryam Hussain J6S 

my day 

along the 

sea 

The frosty morning lark awakes. 

Dawn breaks while stars fade like ripples in a lake 

Without fail the morning mist lurks sending me 

the wrong way! 

This is my day along the sea. 

Rattling rain pricks like nettles. 

Whitened foam as soft as petals. 

Howling wind dies away, 

creating a serene day. 

This is my day along the sea. 

Salty spay washes away, 

Whilst swaying waves calm the gulls. 

Finally I reach ashore. 

This was my day along the sea! 

Emaan Zia J6S 

the 

beach 

The silky golden sand, 

The blazing amber sun, 

The aqua water rippling, 

The gentle swaying palm trees, 

The spotless sky above me, 

The lovely smooth pebbles, 

This is my beach. 

Emma Cunningham J6P 

the most exciting cruise 

you’ll ever have 

The Nile is one of the longest rivers in the world it goes through Egypt. As a part of the cruise you will be able to visit lots magical and 

historical places. 

The Valley of the Kings is full of history. The tombs of the most famous pharaohs of Egypt are in this valley. Tutankhamen’s tomb can be 

visited that holds beautiful ancient artefacts, such as gold possessions. It is a spectacular sight and not to be missed. 

We will visit lots of exciting cities on the cruise. One of them is Giza where you will see the famous pyramids. You have to see this special, 

famous site. It is after all one of the wonders of the world. 

Other cities to visit include the capital city of Cairo. This is a bustling colourful city full of history, where you can explore the magic of Egypt. A 

good place to do this is the Cairo Museum, where ancient treasures can be seen. 

On the trip we will explore the deserts surrounding the Nile. You will be given the opportunity to go on thrilling, exciting travels on jeeps up 

and down the dunes. 

Egypt is full of monuments that are a must see. 

At each stop you will have an opportunity to taste the local food. There will be various activities and local entertainment for you to enjoy. 

This cruise will be an unforgettable experience for you, don’t miss out on it! 

Dauood Butt J4C 

my beachtastic day 

On a Sunday morning I hopped out of my peachy-pink bed and slipped my feet in my fluffy slippers. I 

jumped down the stairs 3 at a time and slithered into the kitchen. I made my breakfast; it was crunchy 

buttery toast and opened the ice-cold fridge to get some jam. I spread it on the toast and scoffed it up. 

I was going to the beach! So I brushed my teeth until they turned pearly white. Excitedly, I went upstairs 

and got changed into my clothes- a white skirt and a peach top. Quickly we ran into the car and drove 

off. Just then a BMW car butted in and we were nearly hit! Fortunately we missed. My dad beeped the 

fearful horn. 

Finally we were there I saw the sandy golden sand and the blue massive waves that flew over 

sandcastles. I ran into the waves and played. My friend splashed me and started a water fight. 

Suddenly my dad looked at his watch and we had to go home. 

It was a beachtastic day!! 

Amrita Mangat J5N 

wilson’s 

wordsearch 

Ski Trip 

sea chase 

‘Twas a glorious day riding on the waves 

On the magnificent ship, Sagard the Brave 

And so I started my global race 

My hunt, my quest, my world-wide chase 

I started my search in India, Peru 

All the way to Timbuktu 

And in my diary I wrote and wrote 

Whilst rocking in my brave little boat 

Can’t find it here, and it’s not over there 

It must be hidden away somewhere 

But at least I have my boat and me, 

Battling across the shimmering sea. 

Johannes Sokoll J6S 

an acrostic 

poem 

A n acrostic poem 

C an be about anything 

R hyming is not needed 

O f course it is fun 

S tart with a good title 

T hough it is quite hard 

I f you have a hard title it will be a hard poem 

C reation is the thing that you need 

Harrison Gill J5S 

my 

memorable 

day 

One day in August it was really hot and we 

went to Wales. We woke up at 10.00 am 

and we went to the beach in marvellous 

conditions I thrashed my Dad at tennis and 

cricket. Then we went back to the flat for 

lunch I had a pizza. 

In the afternoon we went back to the beach 

for a couple of hours until we got a little 

cold. After that we went to the cafe I had a 

milkshake and chocolate buttons. Then we 

went to a place along the coastline a place 

called Solva we caught a lot of crabs. 

I had a beautiful time on that day and all of 

the other days. I loved my holiday. 

Joshua Poulson J4M 

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stories & poems 

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the letter 

that changed 

my life 

I was upstairs in my bedroom when my mum 

shouted “I’m going to the shops I will be back 

in a little while.” That was my chance to play 

football in the lounge! So I quickly picked up 

my football and headed for the lounge! I put 

down the football and did a few tricks. Then 

suddenly I heard a loud bang on the door. It 

was the postman. 

When I opened the door he shoved the letters 

in my hand very firmly. I looked through them 

most of them were bills for my mum and dad. 

Then I saw it! The letter from Manchester 

United! A few weeks ago I did a trial there. 

Manchester United was my hopes and 

dreams! I opened the letter. It said “Joseph 

Qureshi you have been selected to join the 

Manchester United academy!” 

I was ecstatic; my face went from worried to 

very happy. This could change my life forever! 

When my mum got home I quickly showed 

her. She was overjoyed too. I don’t think for 

me though, I think she thought that I could 

buy her anything she wanted when I was 

older. I was hyper for about a week after I 

heard that news. 

There was only one big problem. Training was 

on a Monday, Wednesday and Friday and 

the matches were on a Sunday. We lived in 

Bradford and I had to travel to Manchester 4 

times a week. My mum said that if we live this 

far away you can’t play for Manchester United. 

Then the gloom fell on me. 

I wasn’t going to let a chance like this slide. I 

shouted at my mum saying mean things. Then 

I calmed myself down and said can we move 

to Manchester so I can take up my dream. 

She said ok but only if we find a place cheap 

enough. 

We looked on the internet to find a flat 

because my mum and dad were divorced. We 

found the perfect flat. My Mum and I could 

live there perfectly. 

A few months later we were settled in the 

flat I had already played a match for the red 

devils. I scored and we won 3-0 everything 

was perfect. 

Now that I am 20 and on £20,000 pounds 

a week and now I can buy anything for my 

mum. My life has changed forever! 

Joseph Qureshi J5N 

kenny’s 

shack 

Never go in Kenny’s shack, 

Air and space there is a lack, 

You’ll find dead spiders and living rats, 

Poo from dogs and skanky cats, 

There’s nothing in there he ever uses, 

Nothing in there that’s fun or amuses, 

Everything in there’s ready for the bin, 

Nothing to remind him of friends or kin, 

That shack’s at least 30 years old, 

The wood is rotten and covered in mould, 

Soon it’ll be forgotten, 

The old shack which is mouldy and rotten. 

William Elmore J6S 

restaurant 

review Chino Tai 

jeremy 

braces 

Jeremy Braces 

Never tied his laces, 

Flop would go his shoe 

Oh whatever would he do! 

His mum and dad would always shout, 

But his eyelet would just seem to float about. 

He would sometimes trip, but never fall 

As he stumbled down the classroom hall. 

Some kids would point and sneer, 

But the teachers just said, ‘Oh dear!’ 

He was walking home one day, 

But he didn’t see the bale of hay... 

BANG BASH, off went his sketcher, 

As he was carried away on a hospital stretcher. 

Now every lace always tied, 

Because one day he almost died. 

Katie Robertshaw J6S 

A few weeks ago I went to Chino Tai in Bradford and I have to say it was probably the most 

amazing restaurant I’ve ever been to! The impression you get when you walk through the front 

doors is phenomenal. Then you walk up the stairs and meet the man at the reception who is 

immensely nice. Then he takes you to your table (reserved or not) and hands you the menu. 

I personally recommend the chicken and sweetcorn soup for a starter because it is quick to 

come and very delicious. (I just want to remind you that the all food they cook is cooked by 

Chinese people so they know what they are actually doing). Then just when you finished your 

starter they tell you that your next course is ready then ask you when you would like it so you 

don’t worry that they haven’t even started to cook your next course. 

For your main course I would recommend the sweet and sour chicken with various types of 

noodles (beef, pork etc) and I would also recommend the duck pancakes with the plum sauce, 

spring onions and cucumber. When you have finished your course you have many desserts to 

choose from I could recommend so many. At the end they give you the bill and mints. A very 

small price to pay for an excellent dinner. 

Thank you for reading and I hope you enjoy it as much as I did. 

Theo Azfar J6M 

willie’s adventure 

George led the way through a narrow road; Willie was at the back kicking stones along the road. 

They reached a small stream; luckily everyone had their wellington boots so they all waddled 

through the stream. 

But George’s boot got stuck on a rock, and he fell into the water. 

Everyone rushed to George, 

“He can’t swim!” shouted Carrie trying to grab onto George’s hand. 

Everyone grabbed George and pulled him up and out of the water. George came up gasping and 

coughing. 

Willie helped George stand up, but George was still soaked. 

Suddenly, the air raid siren went off. 

“We have to go!” shouted Carrie and Ginnie in unison. 

“What about George!” shouted Zach. 

“Yeah we can’t just leave George here,” said Willie very calmly. 

“Well we’re going!” said Carrie and then she and Ginnie ran off. 

Zach and Willie tried yanking at George’s boot, but it wouldn’t come loose. 

Eventually they ended up taking off George’s boot, and leaving it in the stream. 

George, Willie, and Zach ran as fast as they could to get to the shelter. 

George was moaning all the way about his lack of a shoe. 

When they reached the house Tom emerged from the house. 

“The air raid siren has gone off!” shouted Willie, heading for the shelter. 

“No it was a false alarm!”said Tom. 

The siren stopped and Willie let go of George. 

“Thanks,” mumbled George and then he trudged away with one welly. 

“Bye!” said Zach to Willie. And he walked off. 

Willie was so tired he went straight to bed. 

Megan Bulmer J5N

2010-2011 - Bradford Grammar School

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