Year 5

Home Learning Pack

Name: ____________

Week beginning: Monday 15th June

Monday Reading –

prediction

Writing – word

class /

description

Maths -

Kilometres

Science –

Charles Darwin

Tuesday Reading –

vocabulary focus

Grammar –

sentence

structures

Maths -

Calculating

perimeters

For the next two

weeks, we will be

having a

‘Shipwrecked’

theme for our

learning.

Your learning will

focus on multiple

areas of our

curriculum, which

has been outlined

at the end of this

document.

Wednesday Reading –

Response activity

Writing –

improving writing

Maths -

Calculating

perimeters

Thursday Reading –

inferences

Writing – diary

extract

Maths -

Calculating areas

Friday Reading – Non

Fiction text

Writing – diary

extract

Maths -

Calculating and

comparing

perimeter and

area

In addition to the activities set for each day, included in this week’s pack is a set of spellings for you

to practice which have been taken from the Year 5 and 6 spelling list produced by the government.

Why not try to include some of the words you practice in the writing activities for this week!

Spelling Practice: Look, say cover, write, check

Year Group: Ospreys – Year 5

Look Say Cover Write Check Write Check Write Check

Accommodate

apparent

bruise

conscious

criticise

determined

explanation

Guarantee

immediate

language

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This week’s comprehension activities will be based on the next chapter ‘V for Victory’’

from our class book, Letters from the Lighthouse written by Emma Carroll. Each part of

the chapter, which you’ll need, has been typed up and included with the set of

questions/activities for each day. The full chapter has also been included at the end of

this pack. On a Friday, we’ll look at a separate, Non-Fiction text.

Reading – Monday – prediction

Using you knowledge and understanding of the story so far, write a detailed prediction as to how you

think Sukie managed to return to Olive, Cliff and their mum. Make sure to consider details from the

story so that your prediction is appropriate.

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It had never been the refugees’ plan to stay long in Budmouth Point. Although in the end they’d

got a warm welcome here, a country’s immigration laws were not so friendly. Without official visas

the Jews were termed ‘enemy aliens’, which to me sounded like more nasty name-calling:

technically it meant they weren’t supposed to be here. Over the following days a few more of the

refugees left – Mr Geffen headed to Canada, Miriam and Reuben, Elsie and Jakob for America.

Realistically I knew it wouldn’t be long before Esther and Dr Wirth went on their way.

Meanwhile, knowing Sukie was still on the other side of the Channel made missing her even harder.

German-occupied France was a dangerous place. No one had heard from her. No one could get hold

of her, though Miss Carter, still blaming herself, tried every possible avenue. I think she even

considered sending a pigeon. I felt hopeless because there was nothing I could do. It was

unbearable to think we’d come this far and Sukie might not make it home safely. Yet much as I

adored my sister, I was beginning to understand Mum’s view too. Sukie was brilliant, but she

wasn’t necessarily careful. The fact she’d travelled all the way to France and then missed the

boat home was a rather good example of it. Yet as much as Sukie was careless, she was brave and

resourceful, so we shouldn’t have been surprised that she eventually found her way back to us in

the manner she did.

Writing – Monday – Word class / description

We are going to read Michael Morpurgo’s description of a man that the narrator (Michael) finds on

the island.

Task 1 - Look carefully for the words he uses and how this helps to create a clear image of the

stranger. You may wish to circle/underline:

1 = look for adverbs

2 = look for verbs

3 = look for adjectives

I was coming out of the trees, loaded with wood up to my chin, when I realised there was much less

smoke coming from the fire than there had been before, and no flames at all. Then, through the

smoke, I saw him, the orang-utan. He was crouching down and scooping sand on to my fire. He stood

up and came towards me, now out of the smoke. He was not an orang-utan at all. He was a man.

He was diminutive, no taller than me, and as old a man as I had ever seen. He wore nothing but a pair

of tattered breeches bunched at the waist, and there was a large knife in his belt. He was thin, too.

In places – under his arms, round his neck and his midriff – his copper brown skin lay in folds about

him, almost as if he’d shrunk inside it. What little hair he had on his head and his chin was long and

wispy and white.

I could see at once that he was very agitated, his chin trembling, his heavily hooded eyes accusing

and angry. “Dameda! Dameda!” he screeched at me. This whole body was shaking with fury. I

backed away as he scuttled up the beach towards me, gesticulating wildly with his stick, and

haranguing me as he came. Ancient and skeletal he may have been, but he was moving fast, running

almost.

Task 2 - You are not alone.

• On your island, you meet someone/thing.

• Who are they?

• Do you speak to them?

• How do you feel when you see them?

• What are they doing?

If you are struggling for ideas, think back to the film characters you analysed yesterday. Could you

steal ideas, based on the way they looked, moved or spoke?

Write a short paragraph where you realise you are not alone!

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Maths – Monday – Kilometres

Log into to practice your multiplication!

1.) a.) Complete these statements below

b.) Choose the correct inequality symbol to complete each statement below

2.) Complete the missing measurements so that each line of three gives a total distance of 2km.

3.) Dexter and Rosie walk 15 kilometers altogether for charity. Rosie walks double the distance that

Dexter walks.

a.) How far does Dexter walk?

b.) Dexter and Rosie each raise £1 for every 500m they walk. How much money do they each make?

Science – Monday - Charles Darwin

Charles Darwin was a famous scientist best known for his work on evolution.

Research the life and work of Charles Darwin and create a fact file on him. Watch this clip below to

help you:

https://www.bbc.co.uk/teach/class-clips-video/science-ks2-the-work-of-charles-darwin-and-alfred-

wallace/zrbxgwx

Reading – Tuesday – Vocabulary focus

1.) Find and copy a word from the text which Olive uses to explain the number of times she has read

her books.

2.) “She opened one disinterested eye, which I took to mean ‘no.’” What does the word disinterested

suggest about Pixie’s view of leaving her bed?

3.) “I’d not been down here since the refugees arrived, and the crunch of the shingle underfoot

brought back to me, vividly, the drama and panic of the night.” Tick the correct definition of the

word vividly.

An intense, deep colour

A strong clear image in your head

A dull washed out, painful image

4.) In your own words, describe what the “chugging and spluttering” sound would have sounded like

which was made by the boat engine.

5.) Find and copy two adjectives which are used to describe how one of the fishermen greeted Olive.

One morning, as was often the case, I woke very early. It was soon after Cliff had come out

of hospital. Not strong enough to face the lighthouse ladder yet, he was staying at Mrs

Henderson’s with Mum, and I’d not quite got used to having the bedroom to myself. I’d read all my

books from home countless times, and the ones on the shelves above our beds. Knowing I’d not be

able to get back to sleep, I decided to go for a walk. “Coming girl?” I whispered to Pixie, who was

stretched out on Cliff’s bed. She opened one disinterested eye, which I took to mean ‘no.’ Pulling on

a cardigan over my nightgown, I grabbed my coat and shoes and tiptoed down the stairs.

Outside, it was just getting light. There was no one about, only gulls circling the harbour, which

was always a sign the fishing boats were due back soon. For once, there wasn’t even a breeze. The

sea was flat, silky-looking, the same pinks and blues and oranges as the sky. Dropping onto the

beach, I started walking. I’d not been down here since the refugees arrived, and the crunch of the

shingle underfoot brought back to me, vividly, the drama and panic of the night. Only twelve

refugees were left in Budmouth. It was mid-March now, which meant they’d been here almost a

month. They’d settled well; in a way it felt like they’d always lived here. And on a day like today,

when the sea was kind and the sky bright, it was easy to forget anything bad or dangerous had

happened – was still happening across the Channel in Europe.

At this time of day, the tide was a long way out, making the beach seem wider and flatter than

usual. Before long I’d reached the groyne, where I stopped to gaze out to sea.

I heard the engine first – a chugging, spluttering – that for a split second made my heart stop. But

boat engines, I was learning, sounded different from aeroplanes. The boat rounding the headland

was the first of the fishing fleet returning to harbour. You could tell the catch was good from the

way the hull sat lower in the water. It passed close enough to shore for me to see the men on

board, laughing and joking with each other. One of them waved to me – a proper, gleeful, two

armed wave above his head. It made me smile as I waved back.

Grammar – Tuesday – Sentence structures

Label each sentence below to show whether they are complex, compound or simple sentences.

1. Because the nights were too cold, I had to huddle under the damp leaves.

2. The island was covered in sharp rocks and wet sand.

3. The trees were bare and withered.

4. The sun was high in the sky and the sand was hot under my feet.

5. I returned to my camp, after I had searched for the fallen fruit.

6. Luckily I found: an old rope; an empty plastic bottle and a battered wellington boot.

7. As the sea was calm and warm, I decided it was time to go fishing.

8. I really wanted some dry socks because my feet were starting to go blue.

9. I yelped in pain; my ear was hanging on by a thread.

10. When I was younger, I loved the idea of being stranded on my own island.

11. I am convinced I’ll never be rescued but I cannot give up!

Task 2 - Read the excerpt below and underline the sentence types you can spot.

I was coming out of the trees, loaded with wood up to my chin, when I realised there was much less

smoke coming from the fire than there had been before, and no flames at all. Then, through the

smoke, I saw him, the orang-utan. He was crouching down and scooping sand on to my fire. He stood

up and came towards me, now out of the smoke. He was not an orang-utan at all. He was a man.

Maths – Tuesday - Calculating perimeters

Log into to practice your multiplication!

Remember: Perimeter is the TOTAL length around the outside of a shape.

3.) Work out the missing lengths of the shapes below and then use the information to calculate the

perimeter

4.) Mo thinks that there is not enough information to

calculate the perimeter of this shape. Is he correct?

Explain why.

1.) Calculate the perimeter of these shapes

below

2.) Calculate the perimeter of these shapes

Reading – Wednesday – response activity

Task: Imagine you’re Sukie. Use the storyboard template on the next page to show how Sukie

managed to escape France and return back to Olive.

By the time I reached the harbour again the fishing boat was already moored up. The men

had unloaded their nets and were stacking boxes of silvery fish on the quay. It was an impressive,

delicious sight and got me thinking about mackerel on toast for breakfast. So I wasn’t paying a

huge amount of attention when someone called out, “Olive? Is that you?”

I froze to the spot. I’d have known that voice anywhere.

“I can’t believe it!” she cried.

It stunned me. I couldn’t believe it, either. But there was no mistaking who it was. I didn’t even

get a proper look at her. She threw herself at me with such force we both fell backwards across

the cobbles. The person holding me was soaking wet, and terribly in need of a bath. I didn’t care.

I clung to her as tight as she clung to me.

“I saw you on the beach,” Sukie mumbled, against my neck. “I was on the fishing boat, waving…”

She was sobbing and laughing all at once. So was I.

When at last we pulled apart, I looked at her properly and thought for one awful moment there’d

been a mistake. This wasn’t my sister at all, but a stranger. Last time I’d seen her shed had curled

hair, face powder, lipstick, the works. Now she was wearing trousers, a man’s tweed jacket, with a

woolly hat pulled down over her hair.

“I’m not looking my best, am I?” Sukie joked feebly.

It didn’t matter; none of that silly stuff mattered. “I’m just glad to see you,” I whispered.

“Me too,” she said, cupping my face in her freezing-cold hands.

“What…. I mean…. how?” I managed to say. There was so much I had to ask her I didn’t know

where to start.

The fisherman had stopped unloading their catch to watch us. It was funny how they gazed at

Sukie as if she was their favourite, long-lost daughter. One of them called out: “Caught more

than one fish today, didn’t we, eh?”

I recognised him. He was the man who’d argued with Queenie about the lighthouse. Who’d told Mr

Barrowman to shup up over the German pilot. I’d had him down as an old curmudgeon, but not any

more: he was the man who’d brought my sister safely back home.

I stared at Sukie. “Where did they find you?”

Sukie laughed her lovely tinkly laugh. “Oh, adrift in the Channel in a rowing boat. They rescued me

late last night – it was a stroke of absolute luck. I can’t thank these dear chaps enough.” It was

just how things were with Sukie: even in the middle of the English Channel she’d found people

willing to help her. This time, though, she’d been the one trying to help others, and she’d risked

her life doing it.

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Writing – Wednesday – Improving writing

Read the excerpt below.

Robinson Crusoe Written Anew for Children - James Baldwin

It was now late in the afternoon. The sun was shining in the bright sky. The storm was at an end.

I began to look around me, to see what kind of place I was in. "Where shall I go?" I asked myself.

"What shall I do?"

My clothes were still wet. I could dry them only by sitting in the sun.

I had nothing to eat or drink.

I had nothing about me but a knife, a pipe, and a little tobacco.

How could I live on this strange shore without shelter and without food?

The thought of this made me almost wild. I ran this way and that, like a madman.

Then I sat down and cried like a child.

I never felt so lonely as at that moment. I never felt so helpless and lost.

Soon I saw that night was coming on.

Yesterday, we began looking at different sentence types. You may have noticed that in the except

above the author has used lots of simple sentences. Our job today is to rewrite the short excerpt

above but restructure it to include simple, complex and compound sentences.

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Maths – Wednesday – Calculating perimeters

Log into to practice your multiplication!

1.) Rosie is making shapes from 3 rectangles. Each rectangle has a length of 10cm and is 3cm wide.

She makes these two shapes.

a.) Which shape has the greatest perimeter?

b.) What other shapes can you make with the 3 rectangles? What are the perimeters of the

shapes you made?

2.)

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Reading – Thursday – inferences

Using evidence from the story, describe the relationship between Sukie and her Mum. Make sure to

consider why her mum reacted the way she did when Sukie told her about what had happened and why

she’d done it.

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It was easier – and warmer – to go straight back to Mrs Henderson’s. She made tea and crumpets

and banked up the sitting room fire so it quickly grew stifling. Sukie, in borrowed dry clothes, her

hair wrapped in a towel, sat as close as she could to the hearth to get warm. We didn’t mean to

wake everyone, but it wasn’t long before Cliff came downstairs. His face was an absolute picture

when he saw Sukie. Throwing his arms around her, he stared, speechless.

“Can we go to the cinema again?” was the first thing her managed to say. “A proper trip that lasts

more than ten minutes?”

The next footsteps on the stairs were Mum’s. Seeing the chair pulled up to the hearth, she

stopped in the doorway. “Hullo Mum.” Sukie, rather sheepishly, stood up.

“Oh Sukie,” Mum said quietly. “You silly, silly girl.” I braced myself for the hugs. The kisses. The

happy tears. Cliff’s favourite bits in the films were when long-lost people got reunited, yet this was

real life, concerning people we loved.

Mum, though, wasn’t smiling.

“You weren’t well. The doctor told you to rest, didn’t he? No work, no stress – that’s what he said,”

Sukie tried to explain.

“Oh my darling girl,” Mum murmured. “I’ve been so desperately worried about you.”

Sukie started crying. “I was only trying to help. I knew you wouldn’t want to let anyone down.”

When they hugged it was like watching two people cling to each other for dear life. It was quite

overwhelming – and so typical of Mum and Sukie, whose love for each other was always the boldest,

fiercest kind.

Eventually, they sat down on the settee. Sukie, her feet tucked under her, leaned against Mum.

“I’ve got some explaining to do,” Sukie admitted, addressing me. “I’m so sorry I left you and Cliff

during the air raid. I shouldn’t have shouted when you came after me.”

Knowing what I knew now, it made sense that she had. Me calling “Sukie” at the top of my voice,

when she was pretending to be Mrs Arby, would’ve blown her cover.

“I ended up with Mum’s coat,” I told her. “And I found the note you’d hidden in it. So we managed –

eventually – to work out what you were up to.”

I could sense her looking at me – really looking, like she was seeing something new. “You clever old

stick,” she said finally, which made me stupidly pleased. Then she unwrapped the towel from her

head and shook out her damp hair.

“Good grief!” Mum gasped. “Your beautiful hair!”

“It’s so…. Short!” Cliff cried.

Actually, it wasn’t much shorter than mine. But you could see lumps hacked out of it – a haircut

done in a hurry.

Writing – Thursday – Diary extract

Catching food

Begin by watching this clip on how to set up a pitfall trap.

https://www.nhm.ac.uk/discover/how-to-make-pitfall-trap-to-catch-insects.html

Think about what you might be able to find on your island to help you set up a pitfall trap.

Now research other simple traps that people might use to catch food on a deserted island and choose

the best/most suitable one for you on your island.

Draw the trap you have chosen.

Task 1 - Write a short diary extract about the day you decided to build a pitfall trap and another

trap (of your choice).

Why did you want/need to build the traps?

How did you know how to build the traps?

Where did you decide to build the traps?

What do you hope to collect?

How do you feel about building the traps? Etc…

Remember:

Write in 1st person

Include descriptive language

Use a variety of sentence structures

Use some conditional sentences

Think about what tool/materials you have available to you or what you might need to find

Diary extract 1

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Maths – Thursday – Calculating areas

Log into to practice your multiplication!

Remember: We calculate the area of a shape by multiplying the length and the width together.

1.) Calculate the area of these rectangles

2.) The three shapes below all

have the same area. Shape A is a

square. Work out the missing

lengths

3.) Here’s the outline of an island.

Estimate the area of the forest which covers the island.

Today’s comprehension is based on a separate, Non-Fiction text. The chapter rest of the chapter

from Letters from the Lighthouse is included at the end of this booklet for you to read.

Reading – Friday – Non Fiction

Questions

1.) Where did Rosa grow up?

2.) What is ‘segregation’?

3.) How were facilities provided for black and white people different?

4.) How old was Rosa when she did not move on the bus?

5.) If you boycott something, what are you doing?

6.) In 1955, how were the buses in Montgomery segregated?

7.) In ‘The bus ride that changed history’ section, why does the author use an ellipsis?

8.) Near the end of the text, the author writes that ‘it wasn’t the end of segregation.’

When the bus laws were changed, why wasn’t this the end of segregation?

9.) In Rosa’s quote, what was she tired of and why do you think this was?

10.) What sort of characteristics and qualities would you say Rosa had? Give reasons

for your answer.

Writing – Friday – diary extract

The next day

Imagine you go to your traps the next morning and you discover three strange insects/creatures in

them. You don’t recognise any of the insects/creatures.

Task 1 – Draw and describe each insect/creature (you can make them up or research the sorts of

creatures you might come across on a deserted island)

Drawing Description

Insect/creature 1

Insect/creature 2

Insect/creature 3

Task 2 –

Write extract 2 of your diary (the next morning)

What did you find in your trap?

What did they look like?

How do you feel about eating them?

What do they taste like?

Diary extract 2

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Maths – Friday - Calculating and comparing perimeter and area

Log into to practice your multiplication!

1.) The shape below is made up of four

rectangles. The area of each rectangle is

shown. What is the perimeter of the shape?

2.) A shape is made up of 3 identical squares.

The area of the shape is 75cm2.

What is the perimeter of the shape?

3.) The perimeter of the rectangle is 36cm.

What is the area?

4.) A rectangle has an area of 720cm2. The

width of the rectangle is 18cm.

A square is cut off the end of the rectangle.

What is the length of the remaining rectangle?

There are five activities below which link in with our theme of ‘Shipwrecked’ which we’ll continue to look at this

week. Feel free to complete them in any order you choose.

This week’s theme: SHIPWRECKED

Curriculum

area

Suggested activity

Science Marvellous materials

Foundation Stage 1 – What happens outside when it rains? Everything gets wet! How do we stop

ourselves from getting wet? We can use an umbrella when it rains and this protects us. Next time

it rains, can you get dressed up and stay dry? What did you use to keep yourself dry? Put a

picture on Tapestry to show us your waterproof clothes.

Foundation Stage 2 / KS1 – Can you investigate which materials are waterproof? What does

waterproof mean? Think about an umbrella. This keeps us dry when it rains – how does it keep us

dry? Can you build a house from lego/duplo/wooden blocks and test a variety of materials to see

if they are waterproof? Watch this video to give you an idea

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=CSs0ogUUqdM

Year 3 /4 – Once you realise that you are going to be on this island for some time your survival

instincts kick in. From the washed up debris from the shipwreck you have to decide what will be

useful. Think about materials that are waterproof, are insulators and that are reflective. Why

would these be useful on the island? What materials would they be? Can you make a list of useful

materials that you could use on your island?

Year 5 / 6 – What makes a good insulator? Since you’re stranded, you need to make sure you stay

warm. Watch this clip to help you: https://www.bbc.co.uk/bitesize/clips/zkntsbk Conduct an

investigation using ice. Wrap your ice in cling film before choosing a 2nd material to act as an

insulator to wrap around it to investigate which material keeps the ice frozen the longest. Can

you write a scientific prediction?

Design and

Technology

Shelters

Foundation Stage 1 – Can you build a den at your house – it could be in the garden or inside the

house. What have you used to make your den? How many people can fit inside your den? We would

love to see your dens on Tapestry or Twitter.

Foundation Stage 2 / KS1 – Mission Possible-but Challenging!

Your mission, which you must accept, is to build a shelter for two Lego figures (or similar). Please

post your shelters on twitter! The shelter will be judged as follows:

1. It must be able to withstand a 1 Kg weight being placed on the roof. The two figures must

remain protected and undamaged.

2. The two figures must remain dry. This will be judged by placing the two figures on a tissue.

The tissue must remain dry when 200 ml of water is poured over the top of the shelter. (Use

your knowledge of waterproof from Science to help).

3. The shelter and the figures inside must be able to withstand a 30 second blast from a

hairdryer (or similar). Have fun – we can’t wait to see them!

Year 3 /4 – Draw a detailed design for a shelter that you are going to build on your island,

labelling the materials that you are going to use. After you have designed your shelter can you

try to construct a replica of this using materials that you have a home/in your garden? Consider

the different conditions that your shelter will be subjected to on the island (high temperatures,

torrential rainfall or monsoon, gale-force winds).

Year 5 / 6 – Watch this clip and evaluate the shelter which has been made. Would this be an

effective shelter if you’re stranded on an island? Consider ways it could be improved.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=UVjmn05Ptgs After, try building your own shelter making

sure you include the improvements. You could use materials from inside your house/garden or

materials you gather while out on a walk.

History Great Explorers

Foundation Stage 1 – We can all be Great Explorers. Can you explore your garden or house and

draw three things that you have discovered. Are they new things that you have found? Where did

you find them?

Foundation Stage 2 / KS1 – Let’s find out about Captain James Cook, the famous explorer! Watch

this film https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=pJnzP0Dp3t8

Tell someone in your family 3 facts that you have learnt or answer these questions: -

1. What was the name of Captain James Cook’s ship?

2. What was the biscuit called that the crew ate?

3. What did Captain James Cook spend most of his time doing on board the ship?

Year 3 - 6 – Christopher Columbus was a famous explorer who sailed across the Atlantic Ocean.

Watch this clip https://www.bbc.co.uk/teach/class-clips-video/ks2-christopher-

columbus/z7j3hbk Create your own fact file about his explorations – you may want to find out

about how he travelled, where did he explore and where did he discover?

R.E Celebrations- Christenings

Foundation Stage 1 – A Christening is a special celebration for a Christian baby. Can you talk

about a special celebration that you have had in your house – it could be a christening, naming

ceremony, wedding or a birthday. Do you have any photographs of the celebration that you can

look at? What can you see? How did you celebrate? Can you draw a picture of the special

celebration that you have talked about?

Foundation Stage 2 / KS1 – Christenings are a celebration celebrated by Christians. Can you

watch this short clip https://www.bbc.co.uk/bitesize/clips/zm87tfr and talk about what you saw.

What did the vicar make with the paper? Can you remember the meaning for the symbols of the

house, book and cross? Download the ‘EYFS and KS1 Christening Powerpoint’ from our Home

Learning page and have a look through it. Can you write a list of the things that are given to, or

done for, the baby at their Christening?

Year 3 /4 – As part of our RE lessons we have looked at Sikhism and Christianity. We have looked

at different celebrations and ceremonies in both religions. Sikhs celebrate the birth of

a child through a naming ceremony called Naam Karan. Can you watch the video

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=xH89kg1K0RQ

to find out what happens at a naming ceremony and write a short explanation?

Year 5 / 6 – Our focus religion is Islam. Download the ‘RE Naming ceremony’ pdf document from

our Home Learning page for more information. Compare a Christian’s christening to an Islamic

naming ceremony – you can present this in a table or create an information poster.

Jigsaw

(PSHCE)

Relationships

For all year groups: This week we’re thinking about ‘change.’ We would like you to focus on the

changes which you have noticed within your community and how your community has dealt with

them. Try listing or discussing the changes you’ve seen. For example, how a trip to the

supermarket has changed or how your community centre has changed.

Letters from the Lighthouse – V for Victory

It had never been the refugees’ plan to stay long in Budmouth Point.

Although in the end they’d got a warm welcome here, a country’s

immigration laws were not so friendly. Without official visas the Jews

were termed ‘enemy aliens’, which to me sounded like more nasty name-

calling: technically it meant they weren’t supposed to be here. Over the

following days a few more of the refugees left – Mr Geffen headed to

Canada, Miriam and Reuben, Elsie and Jakob for America. Realistically I

knew it wouldn’t be long before Esther and Dr Wirth went on their way.

Meanwhile, knowing Sukie was still on the other side of the Channel made

missing her even harder. German-occupied France was a dangerous place.

No one had heard from her. No one could get hold of her, though Miss Carter, still blaming herself,

tried every possible avenue. I think she even considered sending a pigeon. I felt hopeless because

there was nothing I could do. It was unbearable to think we’d come this far and Sukie might not make

it home safely. Yet much as I adored my sister, I was beginning to understand Mum’s view too. Sukie

was brilliant, but she wasn’t necessarily careful. The fact she’d travelled all the way to France and

then missed the boat home was a rather good example of it. Yet as much as Sukie was careless, she

was brave and resourceful, so we shouldn’t have been surprised that she eventually found her way

back to us in the manner she did.

One morning, as was often the case, I woke very early. It was soon after Cliff had come out of

hospital. Not strong enough to face the lighthouse ladder yet, he was staying at Mrs Henderson’s

with Mum, and I’d not quite got used to having the bedroom to myself. I’d read all my books from

home countless times, and the ones on the shelves above our beds. Knowing I’d not be able to get

back to sleep, I decided to go for a walk. “Coming girl?” I whispered to Pixie, who was stretched out

on Cliff’s bed. She opened one disinterested eye, which I took to mean ‘no.’ Pulling on a cardigan over

my nightgown, I grabbed my coat and shoes and tiptoed down the stairs.

Outside, it was just getting light. There was no one about, only gulls circling the harbour, which was

always a sign the fishing boats were due back soon. For once, there wasn’t even a breeze. The sea was

flat, silky-looking, the same pinks and blues and oranges as the sky. Dropping onto the beach, I

started walking. I’d not been down here since the refugees arrived, and the crunch of the shingle

underfoot brought back to me, vividly, the drama and panic of the night. Only twelve refugees were

left in Budmouth. It was mid-March now, which meant they’d been here almost a month. They’d

settled well; in a way it felt like they’d always lived here. And on a day like today, when the sea was

kind and the sky bright, it was easy to forget anything bad or dangerous had happened – was still

happening across the Channel in Europe.

At this time of day, the ride was a long way out, making the beach seem wider and flatter than usual.

Before long I’d reached the groyne, where I stopped to gaze out to sea.

I heard the engine first – a chugging, spluttering – that for a split second made my heart stop. But

boat engines, I was learning, sounded different from aeroplanes. The boat rounding the headland was

the first of the fishing fleet returning to harbour. You could tell the catch was good from the way

the hull sat lower in the water. It passed close enough to shore for me to see the men on board,

laughing and joking with each other. One of them waved to me – a proper, gleeful, two armed wave

above his head. It made me smile as I waved back.

By the time I reached the harbour again the fishing boat was already moored up. The men had

unloaded their nets and were stacking boxes of silvery fish on the quay. It was an impressive,

delicious sight and got me thinking about mackerel on toast for breakfast. So I wasn’t paying a huge

amount of attention when someone called out, “Olive? Is that you?”

I froze to the spot. I’d have known that voice anywhere.

“I can’t believe it!” she cried.

It stunned me. I couldn’t believe it, either. But there was no mistaking who it was. I didn’t even get a

proper look at her. She threw herself at me with such force we both fell backwards across the

cobbles. The person holding me was soaking wet, and terribly in need of a bath. I didn’t care. I clung

to her as tight as she clung to me.

“I saw you on the beach,” Sukie mumbled, against my neck. “I was on the fishing boat, waving…” She

was sobbing and laughing all at once. So was I.

When at last we pulled apart, I looked at her properly and thought for one awful moment there’d

been a mistake. This wasn’t my sister at all, but a stranger. Last time I’d seen her shed had curled

hair, face powder, lipstick, the works. Now she was wearing trousers, a man’s tweed jacket, with a

woolly hat pulled down over her hair.

“I’m not looking my best, am I?” Sukie joked feebly.

It didn’t matter; none of that silly stuff mattered. “I’m just glad to see you,” I whispered.

“Me too,” she said, cupping my face in her freezing-cold hands.

“What…. I mean…. how?” I managed to say. There was so much I had to ask her I didn’t know where

to start.

The fisherman had stopped unloading their catch to watch us. It was funny how they gazed at Sukie

as if she was their favourite, long-lost daughter. One of them called out: “Caught more than one fish

today, didn’t we, eh?”

I recognised him. He was the man who’d argued with Queenie about the lighthouse. Who’d told Mr

Barrowman to shup up over the German pilot. I’d had him down as an old curmudgeon, but not any

more: he was the man who’d brought my sister safely back home.

I stared at Sukie. “Where did they find you?”

Sukie laughed her lovely tinkly laugh. “Oh, adrift in the Channel in a rowing boat. They rescued me

late last night – it was a stroke of absolute luck. I can’t thank these dear chaps enough.” It was just

how things were with Sukie: even in the middle of the English Channel she’d found people willing to

help her. This time, though, she’d been the one trying to help others, and she’d risked her life doing

it.

It was easier – and warmer – to go straight back to Mrs Henderson’s. She made tea and crumpets and

banked up the sitting room fire so it quickly grew stifling. Sukie, in borrowed dry clothes, her hair

wrapped in a towel, sat as close as she could to the hearth to get warm. We didn’t mean to wake

everyone, but it wasn’t long before Cliff came downstairs. His face was an absolute picture when he

saw Sukie. Throwing his arms around her, he stared, speechless.

“Can we go to the cinema again?” was the first thing her managed to say. “A proper trip that lasts

more than ten minutes?”

The next footsteps on the stairs were Mum’s. Seeing the chair pulled up to the hearth, she stopped

in the doorway. “Hullo Mum.” Sukie, rather sheepishly, stood up.

“Oh Sukie,” Mum said quietly. “You silly, silly girl.” I braced myself for the hugs. The kisses. The

happy tears. Cliff’s favourite bits in the films were when long-lost people got reunited, yet this was

real life, concerning people we loved.

Mum, though, wasn’t smiling.

“You weren’t well. The doctor told you to rest, didn’t he? No work, no stress – that’s what he said,”

Sukie tried to explain.

“Oh my darling girl,” Mum murmured. “I’ve been so desperately worried about you.”

Sukie started crying. “I was only trying to help. I knew you wouldn’t want to let anyone down.”

When they hugged it was like watching two people cling to each other for dear life. It was quite

overwhelming – and so typical of Mum and Sukie, whose love for each other was always the boldest,

fiercest kind.

Eventually, they sat down on the settee. Sukie, her feet tucked under her, leaned against Mum.

“I’ve got some explaining to do,” Sukie admitted, addressing me. “I’m so sorry I left you and Cliff

during the air raid. I shouldn’t have shouted when you came after me.”

Knowing what I knew now, it made sense that she had. Me calling “Sukie” at the top of my voice, when

she was pretending to be Mrs Arby, would’ve blown her cover.

“I ended up with Mum’s coat,” I told her. “And I found the note you’d hidden in it. So we managed –

eventually – to work out what you were up to.”

I could sense her looking at me – really looking, like she was seeing something new. “You clever old

stick,” she said finally, which made me stupidly pleased. Then she unwrapped the towel from her head

and shook out her damp hair.

“Good grief!” Mum gasped. “Your beautiful hair!”

“It’s so…. Short!” Cliff cried.

Actually, it wasn’t much shorter than mine. But you could see lumps hacked out of it – a haircut done

in a hurry.

“I had to,” Sukie explained. “It was a disguise to get past the soldiers.”

Cliff looked aghast. “I’ve never seen a boy with hair like that.”

Personally, I thought it looked daringly glamorous, especially on Sukie. Mum ran her hand over it like

she was stroking a cat.

“Why do you get yourself into these scrapes?” she said, though not unkindly. “You didn’t even had

good sense to catch the right boat home again.”

“I didn’t miss the boat on purpose Mum,” Sukie replied. “I met someone and our meeting took longer

than expected. You see, the man, Monsieur Bonet, knew Dad.”

Mum’s hand fell into her lap. “How?”

“He was with him at the end.”

I covered my mouth, but Sukie reached for my hand and clasped it tightly in hers. I hoped some of

her courage would seep into me because I wasn’t sure I was ready for what she had to say next.