Life in Ancient Greece

We launched our new topic by travelling back in time to Ancient Greece. The children experienced a little bit of what life might have been like in Athens, thousands of years ago. The rich boys paid to go to school where they wrote the Greek alphabet, recited poetry and competed in wrestling and running competitions. The girls weren't allowed to go to school and they stayed at home and did sewing and cooking. They braided their hair and made ambrosia (which was served to the boys first). Then there were the slaves, who had to do whatever was asked of them: cleaning, sweeping, running errands, collecting up rubbish and peeling grapes. A lot of respect (or was it a little bit of fear?) was shown towards the adults. The school teacher at the palaestra found it very easy to teach the boys when they were so silent in class!!!

The girls make braids for their hair

A slave prepares the clay at school.

A slave gives out writing materials while the boys are learning.

The boys learn to write the Greek alphabet

Paper Planes

The wonderful Greeks

On the Move

We made an obstacle course with blocks and cardboard.
We had to blow through a straw to make the pingpong ball move.
If the ball went the wrong way we had to blow it back the other way.
We had to blow from behind the ball.
It was hard to blow it uphill. We had to blow very hard.
We learned the ball moved fast because it was light.
By Jayden and Lauren

Jet Flyers

To make a jet flyer you will need
.balloon
.string
.straw
.tape[2 pieces]
First you thread the string through the straw.Then you have to blow up the balloon and tape it to the straw. After that you get two buddies to hold the string and let the balloon go and watch it fly.Next we had to find a space outside and spread the string out and the other person would let it fly.that is how you create a jet flyer. The longer the string is the further it will go and the bigger the balloon is blown up the faster it goes. It will work better if you hold the string tighter and that means it will go faster. That's how you make a jet flyer.
Sophie, Bree and Kate


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The Magic Box

I will put in the box the splash of a dolphin diving, the nudge of a puppy's wet nose on my face, the scent of a wild rose growing in the meadow. I will put in the box a tickle from my mum, the creamy taste of homemade soup, the last call from a captured whale. I will put in the box the swirling feeling of a snail's shell, the fun of zoobaloodaloola, the excitement of a game of four square. I will put in the box a memory from my childhood, the first time a baby tiger opens its eyes, the taste of strawberry ice cream on a sizzling hot day. I will put in the box the sound of a baby lion doing its first roar, a sip of hot lemonade on a cold day, the smell of a blossoming sunflower. I will put in the box the first squeal of my cat, the sadness of blood, a hot snowball. I will put in the box a tenth planet with no sun, the happiness of Christmas Day, a dark blue shadow reflecting off a mirror. I will put in the box the tiny tip of an ant's antennae, the whistling of a pink bird, the friendships of Room 15. My box is woven out of writhing snakes and lined with golden love. It has riddles in the corners and silver twigs as bindings. I will read in my box. I will get lost in the story. The words will draw me in and I will disappear into the book.

Term Three is here!

Term Three starts tomorrow. I can't wait to see you all and hear about your holidays. I hope you've had an awesome time.