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Welcome to Year 6!

Hello and welcome to year 6,


We are going to have a fantastic year full of lots of hard work but also many wonderful memories. As a class we will work our way through the challenges that face us in year 6 and we will become brilliant role models for the rest of the school.

This year we have a school focus on growth mind set and the children will be encouraged to make mistakes, be reflective and become resilient learners.


We have high expectations of the children’s behaviour, presentation and attitude. They will be expected to work hard and take ownership of their learning. In return the children can expect fun and exciting learning opportunities, real life experiences and a supportive team to help them. To find out about our learning journey please look at the curriculum section of the website.


I look forward to watching your children grow as they work their way through their final year at primary school. Please do not hesitate to contact me of you have any worries, concerns or queries.


Thank you for your support.


Mrs Emily Blackburn

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Persuasive Texts

The children have produced some fabulous travel guides on our theme of Antarctica. The standard of content and presentation was very high, as you can see and hear below.


Picture 1

Hundred Word Challenge

The class were set a challenge to write about the photo of a poppy field in 100 words. Ellie composed a fabulous poem which you can hear below.

The Poppy Field

Castleton Residential

We had the opportunity to explore part of the Peak District during our recent residential visit to Castleton. During our stay we carried out a series of history and geography activities. As Roman soldiers the children developed the necessary skills and tactics to defeat the vicious Celts. Their siege engines proved very effective! The children really enjoyed their 'three rocks walk' where they discovered many different sea creatures, a red river, the secrets behind two mysterious circles and a road that decided to slide down the mountainside! The highlight of the visit was undoubtedly the exploration of the Treak Cliff Cavern where the children discovered the origins of the Blue John mining in the area. Everyone had a great time, but were really tired with all that walking!


More photos can be found in the Gallery.

Facing The Dragons' Den

Whilst the rest of the class were at Castleton, ten of our Y6s took part in a three day Dragons' Den project. They planned, designed and made their own inventions and then had to make a pitch to the Dragons (otherwise known as Mrs Harrison and Mrs Shales!) to see if they would invest in their ideas. They came up with some brilliant inventions and worked really hard throughout.

Street Child

As part of this term's topic, 'The Workhouse', we are reading Street Child by Berlie Doherty. Keal has produced a powerful piece of writing about two characters in the book - you can hear him read it below.

Mr Spink

2016 -2017

Magwitch And The Phoenix

Recently we have been using film clips to inspire our writing; thinking about the characters, their actions and motivations and the worlds in which they exist. Below you can find examples written about Pip meeting the terrifying Magwitch in Great Expectations and Kay witnessing the appearance of the Phoenix in the Box of Delights.



The wind brushed past my face, trying to push me back. I wouldn’t let it. I had to fight it. The crows screeched in my ears warning me to go back. I heard my footsteps pounding on the ground leading to the graveyard where my parents lay. High above me, the trees cracked their fingers in the icy wind.


I had to go and see them. I carried flowers with me to the graveyard, keeping my promise. My promise to pay my respects to them as often as I could.


My heart told me to go into the graveyard but my brain told me not to. I grabbed onto the tree branch then pulled myself up onto the crumbly bricks. Strangely I felt accompanied by a ghost or spirit but I wasn’t afraid.


The trees spread their branches across the sky as if shading the sky from the moonlight, full of guilt. He looked down at the gravestone. He couldn’t help not to think it was all his fault. He kneeled to pay his respects. He looked up, staring into the distance. He saw something. Something was in the distance, lurking in the shadows, something was there. He realised he was not alone. He could hear footsteps approaching him. He knew what to do, he ran. Without hesitation a hand grabbed his mouth stopping his piercing scream. It was a man, what did he want?


He was a giant; his swollen, lone eye pierced right through my body and into my thoughts. He sniffled and twitched. His bulbous nose was the first thing my eyes focused on. He waited for me to move but I couldn’t. I stopped and did nothing. A horrible scented fluid dripped down his face. What did he want with me?


Scared, my mind began to play tricks on me. My heart dropped and shivers sliced through the heart of my spine. My legs turned to jelly. I couldn’t move a muscle.



The Phoenix

With no time to waste, I galloped down the steep, stone stairway through the alley. Stock still, I thought to myself, “Where could she be?”


Looking back, I turned to see the old woman with the ruby ring. It sparkled and glimmered brightly against the shadows of the night. Silently, the shadows lurked waiting to grab me as I jogged down the snowy path. Peeking through the window, I tried to seek the old man.


Surreptitiously, I opened the door to see him sitting down before the fire. Meanwhile, my guardians were at home. I was out searching for this man, the man who at this very moment was clenching a small box of delights in a partially gloved hand. Curious, I looked at the box, trying to find a way to peek inside. The fire burned, it was nice and cosy here. I wanted to see if he would perform a trick for me.


The hand clutched onto the small box. He opened it. As he did so, the box revealed a bright golden light. I couldn’t open my eyes. It was too bright – it blinded me. The flames of the fire formed a head. A head of a beautiful bird. Amazed I rubbed my eyes to see if it was real. It was. The flames suddenly transferred into a Phoenix. I couldn’t believe my eyes. It was real.