Well, well,well.....................?
What a SURPRISE we had this morning!!!!!!!!!!!!!
It all began when..................................
Poor Mrs. Scott was called at 3:00am to come to school because the alarm was going off, on arrival she discovered that the side office door had been broken in to! The police arrived to investigate and were met by Baby Bear who claimed he was sure that it was Goldilocks who had broken in!!!!!!!!
The chaos unravelled from there...............Little Red Riding Hood appeared, looking VERY lost - apparently she had been invited by the Three Little Pigs to come and stay with them for a long week-end in their new house (the roundhouse of course!)
Goldilocks, it seems, had already intercepted this letter and was trying to find their house so that she could look inside! And, of course, the Big Bad Wolf had followed them all, in search of food!!!!!!!! Our guests joined us for assembly - it took all our might to stop Goldilocks from upsetting baby bear and from stopping the wolf gobbling up the Three Pigs and Red Riding Hood! They stayed in our school for the day, while I hunted high and low for the key to the Fairy Tale Land portal.............meanwhile, the children investigated the events in various ways spending the day in mixed up collaborative groups across the school! In Reception they wrote a variation on the Three Pigs story, in Year 1 they wrote letters to the wolf asking him to change his ways! In Year 2 they designed houses for an estate agents and wrote the particulars in order to persuade the pigs to buy their house. In Year 3 they learned all about wolves and wrote wolf fact files. In Year 4 they wrote new fairy tales "Goldilocks and The Three Pigs."
Luckily, at the end of the day, when we gathered in the hall to share our learning, I eventually found the key and we were able to return our visitors to Fairy Tale Land - and LOCK THE PORTAL!!!!!!!!
The writing will be displayed in the main corridor by the end of the week, so please pop along and have a read!!!!!!!!
Mrs. Johnson