Good morning Year 6, we hope you had a lovely evening and are ready to get back to work.
We look forward to seeing you all on Zoom at 9:05am.
At 10:30am David Walliams will be hosting a live World Book Day Assembly.
It will last around 30 minutes. If you would like to watch it click at the link below:
In a couple of weeks, we will be watching a virtual performance of a new RSC production called Dream which is based around the themes of ‘A Midsummer Night’s Dream’.
We are very lucky, as the RSC are going to allow us to watch the rehearsal today!
The rehearsal is from 12pm until 1pm and you can access it using the link below.
Only rule: make sure you camera and microphone are turned off so that you don’t disturb them as they rehearse.
Meeting ID: 889 5620 5776
Warm up activity (15 minutes)
Firstly, pick your favourite Fairy Tale i.e.
- Three little pigs
- Red Riding Hood
- Hansel and Gretal etc
Can you re-tell the whole story in just 5 sentences?
Make sure you include the key events.
Reading (30 minutes)
Have another read of the text from yesterday:
And so Tom found himself being sent off to do Gut-duty while all the other apprentices were busy celebrating the capture of Salthook. After a long, embarrassing lecture in Pomeroy’s office (“Disobedience, Natsworthy … Striking a senior Apprentice … What would your poor parents have thought?”) he trudged over to Tottenham Court Road station and waited for a down elevator.
When it came, it was crowded. The seats in the upper compartment were packed with arrogant-looking men and women from the Guild of Engineers, the most powerful of the four Great Guilds which ran London. They gave Tom the creeps, with their bald heads and those long white rubber coats they wore, so he stayed standing in the lower section, where the stern face of the Lord Mayor stared down at him from posters saying, Movement is Life – Help the Guild of Engineers keep London moving! Down and down went the elevator, stopping at all the familiar stations – Bakerloo, High Holborn, Low Holborn, Bethnal Green – and at every stop another crowd of people surged into car, squashing him against the back wall until it was almost a relief to reach the bottom and step out into the noise and bustle of the Gut.
The Gut was where London dismantled the towns it caught: a stinking sprawl of yards and factories between the Jaws and the central engine-rooms. Tom loathed it. It was always noisy, and it was staffed by workers from the lower tiers, who were dirty and frightening, and convicts from the Deep Gut Prisons, who were worse. The heat down there always gave him a headache and the sulphurous air made him sneeze and the flicker of the argon globes which lit the walkways hurt his eyes. But the Guild of Historians always made sure some of its staff were on hand when a town was being digested, and tonight he would have to join them and go about reminding the tough old foreman of the Gut that any books and antiques aboard the new catch were the rightful property of his Guild and that history was just as important as bricks and iron and coal.
He fought his way out of the elevator terminus and hurried towards the Guild of Historians’ warehouse, through tubular corridors lined with green ceramic tiles and across metal catwalks high above the fiery gulfs of the Digestion Yards. Far below him he could see Salthook being torn to pieces. It looked tiny now, dwarfed by the vastness of London. Big yellow dismantling machines were crawling around it on tracks and swinging above it on cranes and clambering over it on hydraulic spider-legs. Its wheels and axles had already been taken off, and work was starting on the chassis. Circular saws as big as Ferris wheels bit into the deck-plates, throwing up plumes of sparks. Great blasts of heat came billowing from furnaces and smelters, and before he had gone twenty paces Tom could feel the sweat starting to soak through the armpits of his black uniform tunic.
But when he finally reached the warehouse, things started to look a bit brighter. Salthook had not had a museum or a library, and the small heaps that had been salvaged from the town’s junk-shops were already being packed into crates for their journey up to Tier Two. If he was lucky he might be allowed to finish early and catch the end of the celebrations! He wondered which Guildsman was in charge tonight. If it was old Arkengarth or Dr Weymouth he was doomed – they always made you work your whole shift whether there was anything to do or not. If it was Potty Pewtertide or Miss Plym he might be all right …
Now try and answer these questions:
1) Based on what you have read, what do you think a ‘down elevator’ is? Why?
2) How many Great Guilds ran London?
3) What did the Guild of Engineers wear?
4) What is The Gut?
5) Find and copy a word that suggests that Tom hated The Gut.
6) What gave Tom a headache?
7) Is it hot or cold in The Gut? How do you know?
Writing (45 minutes)
Start by reading through the next part of the text:
But as he hurried towards the supervisor’s office he began to realise that someone much more important than any of them was on Gut-duty tonight. There was a bug parked outside the office, a sleek black bug with the Guild’s emblem painted on its engine cowling, much too flash for any of the usual staff. Two men in the livery of high-ranking Guild staff stood waiting beside it. They were rough-looking types, in spite of their plush clothes, and Tom knew at once who they were – Pewsey and Gench, the reformed air-pirates who had been the Head Historian’s faithful servants for twenty years and who piloted the 13th Floor Elevator whenever he flew off on an expedition. Valentine is here! Tom thought, and tried not to stare as he hurried past them up the steps.
Thaddeus Valentine was Tom’s hero: a former scavenger who had risen to become London’s most famous archaeologist – and also its Head Historian, much to the envy and disgust of people like Pomeroy. Tom kept a picture of him tacked to the dormitory wall above his bunk, and he had read his books, Adventures of a Practical Historian and America Deserta – Across the Dead Continent with Gun, Camera and Airship, until he knew them by heart. The proudest moment of his life had been when he was twelve and Valentine had come down to present the apprentices’ end-of-year prizes, including the one Tom had won for an essay on identifying fake antiquities. He still remembered every word of the speech the great man had made. “Never forget, Apprentices, that we Historians are the most important Guild in our city. We don’t make as much money as the Merchants, but we create knowledge, which is worth a great deal more. We may not be responsible for steering London, like the Navigators, but where would the Navigators be if we hadn’t preserved the ancient maps and charts? And as for the Guild of Engineers, just remember that every machine they have ever developed is based on some fragment of Old-Tech – ancient high technology that our museum-keepers have preserved or our archaeologists have dug up.”
All tom had been able to manage by way of reply was a mumbled, “Thank you, sir,” before he scurried back to his seat, so it never occurred to him that Valentine would remember him. But when he opened the door of the supervisor’s office the great man looked up from his desk and grinned.
“It’s Natsworthy, isn’t it? The apprentice who’s so good at spotting fakes? I’ll have to watch my step tonight, or you’ll find me out!”
It wasn’t much of a joke, but it broke through the awkwardness that usually existed between an apprentice and a senior Guildsman, and Tom relaxed enough to stop hovering on the threshold and step right inside, holding out his note from Pomeroy. Valentine jumped up to his feet and came striding over to take it. He was a tall, handsome man of nearly forty with a mane of silver-flecked black hair and a trim black beard. His grey, mariner’s eyes twinkled with humour, and on his forehead a third eye – the Guild-mark of the Historian, the blue eye that looks backwards into time – seemed to wink as he raised a quizzical eyebrow.
“Fighting, eh? And what did Apprentice Melliphant do to deserve a black eye?”
“He was saying stuff about my mum and dad, sir,” mumbled Tom.
“I see.” The explorer nodded, watching the boy’s face. Instead of telling him off he asked, “Are you the son of David and Rebecca Natsworthy?”
“Yes, sir,” admitted Tom. “But I was only six when the Big Tilt happened … I mean, I don’t really remember them.”
Valentine nodded again, and his eyes were sad and kind. “They were good Historians, Thomas. I hope you’ll follow in their footsteps.”
“Oh, yes, sir!” said Tom. “I mean – I hope so too!” He thought of his poor mum and dad, killed when part of Cheapside collapsed on to the tier below. Nobody had ever spoken like that about them before, and he felt his eyes filling with tears. He felt as if he could tell Valentine anything, anything at all, and he was just on the point of saying how much he missed his parents and how lonely and boring it was being a Third Class Apprentice, when a wolf walked into the office.
It was a very large wolf, and white, and it appeared through the door that led out into the stock room. As soon as it saw Tom it came running towards him, baring its yellow fangs. “Aaaaah!” he shrieked, leaping on to a chair. “A wolf!”
Think about everything that has happened so far and what you have learnt about London.
Write the next part of the story, predicting what you think will happen next. Remember to include speech and plenty of detail.
Maths (1 hour 15 minutes)
Here are today’s Rapid Reasoning questions:
Today we will be going over factors and multiples.
Start by reading the information, watching the videos and completing the tasks at the link below:
Spelling (15 minutes)
Have a look at the sentences below. The circled works are incorrect – can you correct them?
RE (1 hour)
Today’s question is:
What made Guru Nanak a good leader?
Who was Guru Nanak?
What does Sikh mean?
What is the Khanda?
Can you think of times when a good leader is really important?
Why is it important to have a leader in certain situations?
Create a list of qualities that a good leader needs to have i.e. kind, inspirational etc.
Feel free to use this role on the wall to help you
Read this story about Guru Nanak:
When Guru Nanak was travelling, he came to a village where a robber lived. The robber’s name was Bhoomi Daku. No one liked him because he was a thief. When he saw Guru Nanak, he respectfully pleaded, “Guru ji will you honour me by coming to my house so I can serve you?” Guru ji took mercy on the thief and said, “OK, but before I come to your house, you have to make me four promises. The first promise is: YOU WON’T STEAL FROM POOR PEOPLE. They don’t have much so that’s not fair. The second promise is that from now on: YOU ALWAYS HAVE TO SPEAK THE TRUTH. The third promise is: IF YOU GO TO SOMEONE’S HOUSE AND EAT FROM THEIR HOUSE, YOU WILL NOT STEAL FROM THEM. The fourth promise is: YOU WILL NEVER PUT THE BLAME ON SOMEONE ELSE. If you make all these promises, then I will come to your house.”
Bhoomi Daku promised, “I swear I will keep all four of these promises.” So Guru Nanak went to his house and they enjoyed a nice evening together. Bhoomi Daku felt very happy and blessed to have such a wise and spiritual soul grace his house.
Later Bhoomi Daku went out, as usual, to go steal from people. Since he couldn’t steal from the poor, he decided to go and steal from the king’s house. When he got to the king’s house there were bodyguards blocking the way in. He tried to sneak in when they weren’t looking but a bodyguard caught him and said, “Who are you and why are you here.” Bhoomi Daku remembered his promise to tell the truth. So he told the body guard, “Well sir, my name is Bhoomi Daku and I have come here to steal from the king.” The body guard started laughing, “What a ridiculous joke! I bet you’re a friend of the king. Come on in sir.” What a surprise, it worked! He told the truth and got right in.
Bhoomi Daku walked into the king’s house. He thought to himself, “How great Guru Nanak is! Because of his promises I’m now near the most wonderful riches I have ever seen!” He saw all kinds of jewellery and treasures, which he proceeded to put in his bags. As he kept stealing he smelled something very, very good. It smelled like chocolate cake! He walked into the kitchen and opened the oven and there it was – a beautiful, delicious cake. Chocolate cake was his very favourite food! He could not help reaching out and taking a piece of the cake. It tasted so good! But right as he tasted the first bite he remembered his promise to the Guru. If he eats from someone’s house, he can not steal from them. So he dropped his bags right there and he sneaked out of the palace.
In the morning, the king noticed some of the cake missing, and he saw the bag of treasure lying on the ground. “Someone has been here! Find out who it is and bring him to me!” So the king’s men went to the town and started asking people about it, but no one knew anything. After a while the guards got annoyed and started beating people. The people cried out, “We have done nothing wrong!” But the guards kept beating the people. When Bhoomi Daku heard the people crying out, he remembered his fourth promise to the Guru.
So he ran out and said, “Stop, stop! Don’t beat them, they are innocent. I am the robber, punish me instead!” So they brought him to the king. Bhoomi Daku explained everything to the king, but the king was confused and asked, “I heard that no one suspected you. Why did you confess?” “Sir, the fourth promise I made to the Guru was that I wouldn’t put blame on others for what I do. These people were taking the blame for me, so I had to keep my promise.” The king was impressed. “You must have a great Guru because you have kept all these promises you made to him. I am impressed with your Guru, I’m not going to punish you. You are free to go.” Then Bhoomi Daku asked the king, “But what about those poor people who were beaten for no reason?”
The king decided to throw a big party and invite everyone. During the party, Bhoomi Daku stood up in front of everyone. He announced to everyone, “I don’t know where Guru Nanak is now but I kept the four promises I made to him. I now make a fifth promise: I WILL NEVER STEAL AGAIN, AND I WILL FOLLOW THE TEACHINGS OF THE GURU.” The people were happy to hear him say this. The king, Bhoomi Daku and all the people in the village ate chocolate cake together and they lived very happily from that day on.
Now watch the stories at the link below:
Now think about the following questions:
Why did Guru Nanak drop the jasmine flower in the milk?
Why was this a good way to teach the ‘holy men’ a lesson?
From these stories, what do you think made Guru Nanak a good leader?
How might Sikhs feel when they look at an image of Guru Nanak?
Is there anything about Guru Nanak’s life that inspires you?
Guru Nanak said, “There is always more room for ….”
What would you fill the world with more of? Why?
Finally reflect on these questions:
How can the story influence the way Sikhs live and behave?
Was the bowl full of milk a symbol of something else?
Why did Guru Nanak add a jasmine flower?
What was his purpose in doing this?
What effect did it have on the other people in the story?
PHSE (30 minutes)
Think back to last week, what did you learn aboout being normal?
What can you remember from Theo’s story?
Now watch Archie’s story:
Write about a day in Archie’s life. Would changes might he had to make throughout the day?
Make sure you take part in this week’s competition – who will win? Teachers or children?
Another fantastic day Year 6! Don’t forget to send us details of your secondary school if you haven’t already.
See you tomorrow!
Miss Kinsella and Mrs Maruzza