Year 5 Home Learning 20.4.18

 

Year 5 Home Learning- Friday 20th April 2018

 

Reading – Please encourage your child to read every day for at least 20 minutes

Spellings – Practise spellings from the spelling list

 

Literacy/SOLE – Jabberwocky –iCan

For our iCan performance in July, Year 5 are going to be performing the poem Jabberwocky. For home learning this week we would like the children to begin to learn the poem by heart.  There are lots of nonsense words within the poem but the children have been learning about these words all week so they should have a good idea of how to pronounce them.

Next week in SOLE, we are going to begin to create a giant Jabberwock puppet.  I would be useful, if you have some, for the children to have a pair of gardening gloves in school as we will be working with wire mesh.  Please DO NOT buy some if you don’t have any, it is not essential.  We would also like the children to bring in an oversized messy shirt which they can keep in school and slip on easily over their school uniform whenever they are working on the puppet.  This will help keep their uniform clean.  An old t-shirt of shirt that belonged to mum or dad is ideal.

 

 

’Twas brillig, and the slithy toves

Did gyre and gimble in the wabe:

All mimsy were the borogoves,

And the mome raths outgrabe.

 

“Beware the Jabberwock, my son!

The jaws that bite, the claws that catch!

Beware the Jubjub bird, and shun

The frumious Bandersnatch!”

 

He took his vorpal sword in hand;

Long time the manxome foe he sought—

So rested he by the Tumtum tree

And stood awhile in thought.

 

And, as in uffish thought he stood,

The Jabberwock, with eyes of flame,

Came whiffling through the tulgey wood,

And burbled as it came!

 

One, two! One, two! And through and through

The vorpal blade went snicker-snack!

He left it dead, and with its head

He went galumphing back.

 

“And hast thou slain the Jabberwock?

Come to my arms, my beamish boy!

O frabjous day! Callooh! Callay!”

He chortled in his joy.

 

’Twas brillig, and the slithy toves

Did gyre and gimble in the wabe:

All mimsy were the borogoves,

And the mome raths outgrabe.

 

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