Greek myths, simnel cake and much more!

We have had an extremely busy term 4 in Year 6. In English, we have been studying Greek mythology, culminating in writing our own Greek myths, complete with heroes and monsters. We magpied beautiful literary language from the myth ‘A Shot in the Dark’ and used this, combined with our own stunning similes and metaphors, to re-write a different version of the story.

We are almost at the end of our maths journey! Our latest topics have included perimeter, area and volume and we will be finishing off the term with some challenging geometry.

As a build-up to the Easter celebration, Year 6 enjoyed learning about the significance of Simnel cake – it helped that we also got to sample it!

As a cohort, Year 6 are working hard to earn REAP points to spend in the summer term after SATs. Take a look at the picture of the Year 6 board showing all of the wonderful treats that the Year 6s can earn in return for their engagement and positive attitude every day.

Wishing you a wonderful Easter holiday from everyone in the Year 6 team.

Seville Day three round-up

We are all safe and well but have had a distressing afternoon today. Both Adele and Megan have had their day bags stolen from under our noses in the park. The girls have shown a truly amazing approach to managing this upsetting incident.
After a fruitless search for the bags or discarded contents we proceeded to Plaza Espana, all feeling somewhat grim and disillusioned with our fellow man.
Spirits lifted when we set eyes on the phenomenal building and it’s fountain and as every member of our party rallied round to cheer each other.

In the morning we had learnt and discussed so much concerning Spanish bull fighting. Our trip to the bullring and our guide’s knowledge had proved really though provoking. At various points we’ve revisited and re-evaluated our thinking on this traditional custom.

We ambled back from the plaza through the now familiar streets. We counted cats, pushed the now empty wheelchair and noted the temperature has reached 28 degrees. Naturally this prompted us to realise we needed another ice cream, inmediatamente! Ordering now with confidence we found they tasted even more delicious.

During free time many of our party showered and dressed for our special evening out while others simply sat and stared ahead -talking was even too strenuous!

At 6.45pm we wound our way through the narrow ancient streets to Hosteria del Laurel for our long awaited tapas meal. Adventurous food tasting at tables for 4 was accompanied by card games and general high spirits. Awards and speeches were given – what a wonderful time we’ve had! Notably we all know each other so much better and we like that feeling.

We were guided back to our hostel expertly by Isaac and Elizabeth. We settled to yet more games culminating in the Game of Snaps where the secrets of my mind reading were finally divulged. This was something of a relief and thrill for Sam in particular.

It’s 11pm and 5 expert teachers delirious with fatigue are still sitting in the corridor on the second floor. There been no noise from rooms for 30 minutes but it’s just too hard to move.

Sally Quirk

Seville – Day 2 Round-up

At the 7am wake up call one room of light sleeping boys was midway through a game of Uno while all others were dead to the world. Elizabeth even required a light shaking to join us in time for our delicious and generous breakfast spread.

On our way to market we filled up with water and tried 6W’s game of Off Ground It. Although great fun Sarah sadly managed to twist her ankle. Luckily the arrival of the wheelchair meant Finley had no further need of his crutches. We begin to resemble a hospital outing.

Great Spanish enabled us to buy our picnic really swiftly, some groups coming in under budget while others splashed the cash on delicious frivolous items. Returning to the hostel we chatted and lapped up the glorious weather as we walked towards the river.

We broke our short walk for churros which were delicious. A prize was offered if 6M proved the first group, in 6 years of coming to Spain,  not to spill any cups of chocolate. Things were looking so good until Ethan swung round with his camera!

While lunch was prepared back at the hostel, I enjoyed a quiet read while icing our two swollen ankles.

Then, after eating our fresh market produce the seal was broken on gift shopping. While some of our group are keen to compare prices between retailers others find their euros very easy to fritter. So wearing new hats or earrings or cooled by a new fan we walked to our flamenco experience. Again we were impressed with every child taking part, even those with injuries.  (Erin has by now skinned and bruised her shin.) Our teacher was superb and the talents of 6M were noticeable.

The flamenco show was spectacular. The dancers were not the same as 3 weeks ago, but demonstrated familiar stamping and swishing. So vigorous was this that some of our group felt sure they would be trampled at any moment if the male dancer misjudged his footing. Sweat flowed freely but this luckily added to the excitement. Yuk!


We arrived back with 5 minutes to spare before paella was served. We are travelling with good eaters, this evening many made light work of the enormous chocolate pudding.


It’s been so warm we sat outside on our decking area for games. A hilarious round of “G’day Bruce” was followed by Empire. Well done to Caitlyn who showed great strategy and skill in foxing us all. I know some of the children plan to share these games with you at home – what a happy thought!


It’s 9.30pm. Almost all children are asleep. Great result teachers, we should be able to turn in soon. The bin men come at 4.30 remember!


Sally Quirk


More from Seville ..

Day 1 Blog..

A smooth and swift journey to the airport and an even smoother airport experience. With cabin bags in the hold and seats next to our friends we settled for take off. Those nervous amongst us were thrilled to hear Mrs Gillhouley’s friend, Andy was our pilot. St. John’s had a special mention and were even allowed in the flight deck when we’d landed. Mrs Gillhouley has bagged a very early gold star on this trip!

We’d left sunshine at Gatwick but were bathed in 26 degrees as we walked (or hobbled) to our hostel.

Our delight at seeing horses and carriages and the splendid coloured buildings was surpassed by the thrill we felt when seeing our rooms. We’re all very happy with our room mates after children diplomatically rearranged the room allocation.

Leaving our beds almost sorted and our suitcases emptied, we set off for the cathedral. Not a long walk, we can see it next door to our hostel! Our conserved energy was put to good use climbing the 36 floor Giraldi tower where we were rewarded with superb views across this stunning city. Finley had been managing his crutches with expertise and speed since 5.45am but his hands were now suffering (“like I’ve been doing monkey bars all day”)He and Senora Hayes therefore missed the tower for a quiet sit beneath the beautiful orange trees.

We thought we were tired but news that ice creams were next in the agenda renewed our enthusiasm. Passing trams, more horse drawn carriages, a flamenco dancer, street artists and a percussion band we soaked up the atmosphere of this special place. We ordered ice creams like Spaniards then debated which flavours we’d have tomorrow!

Then all back to our hostel for the ever popular free time. People spent their time wisely; bedrooms were reorganised, cards played, tea made, games planned and a whole new range of outfits modelled. Senora Hayes ordered 10 HUGE pizzas while I ordered a top of the range wheelchair – Fin’s hands and ankle may now recover. He’s in Mackelworth’s group tomorrow so she’s on pushing duty.

Pizzas consumed we were invited to shower and come back for games in the basement as that sounded more fun than a film tonight. ‘Who’s in the Wash Bag?’ proved very entertaining. Rebecca then triumphed by matching 12 pupil names to our roll call numbers with enviable ease.

Then, because the teachers were flagging, we made our way to bed. Getting settled is such a lengthy process; so many trips to the loo, lights on, lights off, sudden realisations we hadn’t cleaned teeth and jokes to share – but as I write at 11.23pm Seville time it’s all quiet. Well, from the children’s bedrooms anyway, we’re still being serenaded by a questionable band in the square who may or may not stop at midnight.

Sally Quirk