
This morning after reading my words I did some adding and take away sums. Maw then Read the poem ‘A Dug’ again and I wrote down some words that rhyme for my poem ‘A Fish Tank’.
I enjoyed doing this, it made me laugh but I did need a bit of help putting it all together.
I am going a walk this afternoon and will do some reading later on.
Polar bears eat seal. Polar bears stay with their mums for 2-3 years. polar bears have thick coats
Today you will have to make a marble run. Good luck.
Hello! Caspian here!
I have done some maths and spelling today. I also watched NewsRound and discussed the stories with Mum and Mark. I also had to put punctuation into the Broons comic and then do it in english. Here is the Scot version:
“Come on, you lot!” Nagged Grandpaw. “Pit yer auld clothes in this case for the bramblin’!” “Why can we no’ jist wear oor auld clothes tae but an’ ben?” One o’ the twins asked. “Because ye’re no goin’ doon Glebe Street dressed in rags. That’s why!” Stated Maw Broon. “Awa’ for the weekend Mrs. Broon?” A lady on the street asked. “Er…yes. We’re just taking a break, up at our country cottage.” Maw Broon replied. That afternoon they had reached their cottage. “Here we are!” Grandpaw said. “We’d better turn in for the night. We’ll be up at the crack o’dawn for the berris the morn’!” Grandpaw instructed. Next morning, Grandpaw stepped out of the house to pick berries. “Rise an’ shine a’body! Let’s get at those brambles!” Grandpaw commanded. When they got there, they all had their own conversations. “Just as well we’ve got oor auld togs on eh, Maggie?” Maw Broon asked Maggie. “Yes! These thorns would rip our tights to shreds!” Maggie replied. Later when they had picked enough berries Grandpaw shouted: “That’ll do a’body! We’ve got enough to make a few pounds o’ jam!”. When they got home, Hen and Joe were waiting outside. “Come on Grandpaw! We’re caspin’ for a cup o’ tea!” Joe complained. “Aye, get yer key oot and open the door!” Hen asked Grandpaw. “Oh no! I’ve left my keys in my guid breeks… An’ they’re still inside!” Grandpaw explained. When they walked past the lady’s house. “Well, well. If it’s no’ the Broons back from their country cottage. Ha, ha!” The lady said. Whit a disgrace! The youngest Broon thought.
And on that note, goodbye!

Today I have been doing some maths questions and quarters and halves and some spelling too. I read Jordan’s New Jaiket and drew a washing line with clothes on written in Scottish. I also helped mama make smarties chocolate cookies. They are yummy, even my old cat Nessaphina had some of my cookie.
Play happily, stay safe and smile every day xxx
Hi Everyone,
Well, your questions about the Arctic were all sent to the British Museum last Friday. I thought you might be interested to see the reply. I’m very excited that some of the Inuit peoples will be given chance to answer your questions…. we will have to wait patiently for the answers!
Hi Mrs Armstrong,
Many thanks for sending these questions through – I’ve sent these over to our Arctic Exhibition curators : Amber Lincoln, Peter Loovers and Jago Cooper. Amber is going to answer some but has also said she will speak directly with the Inuit peoples and ask them to provide some answers.
I’ll be in touch again as soon as I have an update for you.
Very best wishes,
Martin Payne
Head of Schools and Young Audiences
The British Museum
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