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Level 6 Literacy Workshop at St Nobert's Primary School

Mr Dawson from St. Norbert's Primary Academy asked for advice to help him
support his more able students that were aiming for level 6 in Literacy.
Together, he and Mrs Brameld came up with a plan to help students from The
Axholme Academy progress, as well as his own year 6 students. The plan was
to take a few students from years 7 and 8 to the Primary school to support
the younger students.


On Wednesday 17th April William Bruce, Sophie Walker, Megan Arrowsmith,
Holly Fowles, Alice Mason, Will Mendes Da Costa and Ben Watson accompanied
Mrs Brameld to St. Norbert’s.

Mr Dawson from St. Norbert's Primary Academy asked for advice to help him
support his more able students that were aiming for level 6 in Literacy.
Together, he and Mrs Brameld came up with a plan to help students from The
Axholme Academy progress, as well as his own year 6 students. The plan was
to take a few students from years 7 and 8 to the Primary school to support
the younger students.


On Wednesday 17th April William Bruce, Sophie Walker, Megan Arrowsmith,
Holly Fowles, Alice Mason, Will Mendes Da Costa and Ben Watson accompanied
Mrs Brameld to St. Norbert’s.

There, they got to know the students they would be working with that
morning(Two year 6 students teamed with one older student.) buy doing an
ice-breaker game. Then the lights dimmed and they listened to some
atmospheric music. While the music played the students wrote down words,
feelings and ideas associated with the music.

Then followed a selection of dramatic scenes; prepared and acted out by
the newly formed groups of students from both schools.

Afterwards, students put their ideas on post-it-notes and were taught
(with the help of The Axholme Academy students)how to develop a flashback
structure.

The stories the students produced were very atmospheric. Here are some
snippets from them…

As the storm ripped through the sky, Trisha was tucking in her daughter
Sophie.
“ Tell me a bedtime story,” pleaded Sophie.
“ What about?” asked Trisha, as she gave her daughter her teddy bear.
Another bolt of lightning echoed around the house, sending shivers through
their spines.
“ A memory…of yours,” whispered the girl sleepily.
“ When I was thirteen I walked into a strange place. It was a deserted
mansion, but it felt like someone was there.”
The little girl shivered with fear.
By Jade, Lewis and Alice Mason.

In the next breath, they realised that their passage had come to an end.
With that, a blood curdling screech threatened to pierce their ear drums.
They spun around. A bolt of lightning struck the ground, mere inches away
from them.
By Harry, Elle and Megan Arrowsmith

“Why is the Forest called the Cackling Forest?” the little girl
questioned, whilst perched on her Mothers knee. Her Mother gave a sudden
shiver and paused for a moment - staring quietly out of the window. The
rain lashed against the panes and the wind howled like a wolf breaking the
silence. She stroked her daughter’s long blonde hair and gave the most
genuine smile she could muster.
By Kian, Alice and Sophie Walker

“Do you want to hear the story of my little sister?” the old, wrinkly man
asked. He sat sadly on his oak chair, sipping a cup of hot coffee from a
cracked mug. His old, wrecked house sat on the top of the cliff,
overlooking Rose Thorn Mansion. “There was once a girl called Sylvia
Donald. She was a quiet, gentle being who seldom ventured into the world
outside. But one day, she mysteriously vanished. This is how she
disappeared…
By Mason, Gabrielle and Ben Watson

Caitlin has a sudden flash back on how the eerie mansion used to be.
She then realised that her and Grace had lived there with her parents. Her
mother had died when they were young and their father had fled to America.
Her evil Aunt Cathy looked after and cared for them, but didn’t respect
the gardens. The once inviting gardens grew weeds and fell gloomy; the
tulips and roses vanished and in their place were thorns and dandelions.
By Caitlin, Grace and Holly Fowles

Stepping up the steps he noticed his legs shaking. Putting his hand on the
handle, he pushed it down. The spice-brown door creaked as it flew open.
Adrenalin pumped through his body as he crossed the threshold. Seeing the
inside made him realise he could have made a big mistake. It was such an
ancient place. There were massive books on a bookshelf that towered above
him. There was a crackling fire on his left; there was still a chill
inside that froze his veins.
By Freya, Henry and Will Mendes da Costa

BOOM! The final shell was fired out of the 12 gauge shotgun as a military
grenade burst an enormous hole in the wall of the hotel and the
unfortunate, 25 year old man was 6 foot away from the fatal grenade. He
dragged himself to an old storage room and he lay, filled with despair,
upon the icy-cold floor. The weary soldier was slowly bleeding; he knew
that this was going to lead to the end.
By Ryan, Dan and William Bruce