I'm pretty impressed with these paintings my class did recently of the Great Fire of London. Not bad for the first of the school year.
Life in north east England (yes, we've moved!) with an eccentric Welshman and a small white dog that thinks he's a Rottweiler.
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Armchairs? Potted plants? That's not a classroom it's a bloody boudoir!
And to avoid accusations of breeding Welsh nationalism, how about The Great Fire of Rhyl instead? In this tale Rhyl is razed to the ground but nobody minds!
Spent a week in Rhyl once when I was a kid.
It rained.
YP, I just KNEW you would comment on the seating arrangements! :) Sorry, but my school is actually the other side of the border, outside Ellesmere Port and I am required to keep to a historically accurate protrayal of events.
Sue, you would be really disappointed with Rhyl these days. It's a dump.
Padded chairs...... good grief. You've got it tough in schools these days, haven't you?
The Great Fire of London? Those pupils must be getting on a bit then.
Do you know what I see here, dear Jenny? I see a place where hearts and minds can be captured by a thrilling story book. Imaginations set free to race about the galaxy. Hearts filled with awe and wonder. I see you sitting in the chair, a book in your lap while the children sit and listen.
Am I just a hopeless dreamer, or might this happen on occasion?
No, no, Krip, the chairs are for the children, not me!
Dale, you've got it fairly right. We don't use that area for main storytime but we have a story every afternoon before they go home if possible.
could it ever stop raining long enough for there to be a great fire of Rhyll? I thought that was why those sons of glendowr chaps called it a day a few years ago
that certainly looks like a very smart schoolroom you have there. I don't rememeber comfy chairs and pot plants in my day. it looks so tidy I can't actually believe any children are allowed in that room at all.
Those kiddies are so lucky to have a teacher with first-hand experience of the Great Fire, Jenny. One does wonder how you got out alive, my friend ! ;)
It is a smart classroom, Arthur and it is definitely used!
Craig, when YOU are old, I shall make sure I come back to haunt you!!
I reckon you painted all those yourself at home to put up for the OFSTED inspection Jenny, hence the tidy child-free classroom as well. They're all locked in the basement while the inspectors go round. I know what goes on in the educational world, I went to school for almost a whole year when I was young you know
OFSTED????? Don't swear on my blog, please, Arthur! Shame on you!
What happened after 'almost a year' - did they throw you out?
I prefer to use the John Maynard Keynes defence jenny, that I failed all my exams because I knew more than the examiners.
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