Look at what we used to do!
These pages contain work that used to be featured in the 'Our work' section of the website. The images featured on this page were produced by Years 5 and 6 during 2001-2002, as part of a Matisse study.
The Earth Giant (Y5-Y6 2000)Eleena was woken in the night by her own nightmare. The whole house shook as if her dream was really happening. Eleena sat up in bed shuddering. She expected to see the wall fall on top of her. Then she heard a whispering howl, but she knew it was just the wind. But such a wind!
by Georgia
Tom was woken in the night by a monstrous shatering noise. The whole house shook as if the wind was beating it apart. Tom sat up in bed with his throat all dry. Then he heard the wall crumble and he knew it was just the wind...But such a wind! It seemed so vicious.
by Charles
Jenny was woken in the night by a shudder. The whole house shook as if there was an earthquake. jenny sat up in bed, shaking terribly. She expected to see the wall crack. Then she heard the whistling of the wind. But such a wind! It whistled like mad and made the lamplight flicker. She ran to the window. There was something she could not see. The air was dry and horrible.
by Hannah
Macaroni was woken in the night by a boom like an atom bomb. He sat up in bed, shuddering with fear. He expected to see the wall implode. Then he heard a howl and he knew it was just the wind. It was like a monsoon. He ran to the window. There were clouds. He could see a pale full moon, but there was also a red eye. The air was hot and stuffy. His throat was dry.
by Robert
The following work was produced using a range of artefacts as stimulus, during Igniting Writing 2001.Look at this! It's a magical lantern. It's as black as midnight and it looks like a birdtable! The magical thing about this lantern is that if you rub the lantern and say COME ALIGHT! a light comes inside and gives you one wish! So think carefully! The lantern belongs to my friend Harry Potter!
Laura (Year 3)
Look at my magical starfish it is as hard as a rock.
Joshua (Year 4)
The magical key is really hard, black, heavy and cold. The magical thing about the key is if it is near a war it turns into a spear. It belongs to a grandfather who brought it by accident.
Jacob (Year 4)
Do you know what this is? It may look like a pinecone but it is not, it's a rich sweet tasty chocolate pinecone. It was found on the floor next to the cocoa tree, which is very rare. It can turn into different kinds of chocolate like white chocolate. I keep it in my safe because I'm the lucky person who found it.
Kimberly (Year 4)
Do you know what I have in my tin?
Do you want to see it?
Okay look at these wooden drums. they may look like normal drums but there magical. if you hit the little drum you will go back in time hit the big one go forward in time hit both go to present time. You go further back or forth in time if you hit them harder. They belonged to my great great great great great great great great great great great great great great great grandfather who was an archaeologist.
Abigail (Year 4)
This key was supposed to be an arrow in Europe in the 6th century, it belonged to Sir Daniel. He stole it from a poor survivor but it killed him. The arrow is now a key. Its power is to turn into a key when someone steals it, it turns into a dead body and turns into a key forever.
Christopher (Year 3)
This work was produced by Class 3 children writing in short bursts.It's a white star gleaming in a tiny pool of space.
Thomas (Year 5)
Star, sleeping on the snad, waiting to be washed out to sea; slowly wakes and wriggles, jiggling towards the sea.
Kelly (Year 5)
The wooden orange-coloured guitar lies abandoned in a trashcan. Lonely, lying there, it's four strings; one broken, it stays there unmoving, lifeless.
Tom (Year 5)
The long thin strings ping in the wind. Its large sound box just stays, like a tiger waiting to pounce.
Joe (Year 5)
Pluck! Pluck! Pluck! As the old man plays it the strings silver in the light of the moon.
Laura (Year 5)
A gateway to Heaven or Hell.
Catherine (Year 5)
It's a spiky, bizarre Ninja disc, flying in the air, swwoping down and hitting the sand.
Louis (Year 5)
The five pointed object lays in the palm of my hand; a baby having its afternoon nap.
Rochelle (Year 6)
It lays on the seashore and is shaped like a star. It has five legs and is a creamy colour. It's all bumpy.
Jamie D (Year 5)
It is a guitar hiding away from the world, all rusty and dusty because no-one wants to play it.
Jamie A (Year 5)
The brown shape; tan coloured with strings running down it.
Matthew (Year 6)
