Category Archives: Fin W

Spanish Armada recreation

We acted out the whole Spanish battle plan from 1588 in Mounts today, with Harry taking command of the Spanish fleet, up against Fin in command of the English navy. By the end of the lesson Queen Lizzie was safe and the Spanish fleet lay wrecked off the coast of Scotland. After we decided it wasn’t harry’s fault, there then followed a furious debate about why the Spanish attack failed.

Here is a link to the Spanish Armada Bulletin board, so that you can post additional comments, theories and questions:

http://linoit.com/users/mountsbridgewater/canvases/Spanish%20Armada%20in%20Mounts%2020

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Mask-making Activity in Mounts

Last week as part of our international day based around Sierra Leone, the children took part in a mask-making activity. Here are some of the completed masks that Mounts made:

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And the prizes go to:

Care: Fin M and Amelia

Creativity: Cameron and Skye

Colour: Luke and Jessica

Your next challenge is that you will have to find a way to share your prize with your fellow prize-winner!

Fin’s War Poem

Devil’s Firework party
Geysers going off
Death track, like a horror scrap yard
Trees like hands, burning world
Rocks flying everywhere
Screams of dying men echoing through the long war.
 
 

Fin’s Trench Diary Part Two

…. Dog fights rage overhead and planes occasionally crash near our trench. One good thing is we play games with the Germans. It sounds weird but all we do is hold up tin cans on sticks and let the Jerrys shoot at it. The sergeant asked for volunteers to go over into Nomans land and I said I would go. I was getting sick of the grime and the everlasting maze of trenches. Sprinting over Nomansland with Luke and some others suddenly three or four flares lit up the world. I stared up, then looked behind me I couldn’t see my friends then it hit me. I leaped into the mud but it was too late they were already shooting. Wounded and bleeding I managed to crawl back to the trench in the morning. people dragged me into the trench. My numb hands fumbled with my food given to me. It looks like I’m not going over any time soon.

 

Fin W’s Trench Diary

16th October 1916

Dear Diary,

This is a gruesome world, blood spewed everywhere the thick rough smell of gas and the filfth. I hate the feeling of grime and the greasy feeling in my hair. I’m starving all the food we get (not very much gets taken by the rats) I want to go home I miss you this war is going to be longer than I thought. I have a feeling next week is my turn to go over the top most people die when they go over the top and I’m not certain I will come back, the guns feel like they’ve tripled there weight and I lost my boots. Shells are like hell but the worst part isn’t the explosion, it’s the whistling beforehand not knowing where its going to land not knowing if you’ll live or this is where your going to end your life….

Fin W’s Confession

My Mistake
 
I made a mistake when I –
Let the cat fly the plane….
Took away the ladder to my brother’s tree house….
Introduced my lion to the goldfish….
Gave my two year old brother a blowtorch….
Tried to ice skate over the top of my mums car….
 

Welcome back

They only spent a day with us at the end of last term, but let’s all give a proper welcome today to Mounts 2012-13:

Will, Amelia, Katy, Libby, Harry, Skye, Izobella, Lizzie, Louis, Alex, Cameron, Thea, Fin, Luke, Cerys, Melody, Xavi, Louisa, Maddie, Meadow, Jessica, Evie, Freddie, Abi and Fin.

We hope to display some of their learning journey along the way in Year 5 on this web site. I can’t wait to see where our imaginations take us this year …..