Year 6-Christmas Homework

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Year 6-Christmas Homework-Ho! Ho! Ho!
Your mission this holiday season is to complete 2 challenges.
Challenge 1-To write a book!
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You have been asked to write an information fact book that will be stuck into your Topic Book to finish off the work we
have been doing this term studying The Tudors.
Your book can be on any of the following areas:
Tudor schooling
Tudor homes and buildings
Tudor clothing
Tudor entertainment
The book will need a title page, contents page, but not a back page.
Remember, we will be looking for quality of presentation, quality of sentence structure and quality of paragraphing.
Pictures and illustrations are acceptable, but must be of a high standard.
Challenge 2-To read the poem Jabberwocky
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Read the poem ‘Jabberwocky’ by Lewis Carroll.
Write down a few sentences explaining what you think the poem is describing.
Draw an A4 image of one of the two main characters, as you would imagine them from the clues in the poem.
The drawing of the single character must take up a side of A4.
The drawing must be in colour.
The best few drawings will be represent Y6 in the Spring term Hall display.
Jabberwocky, by Lewis Carroll
Twas brillig, and the slithy toves
Did gyre and gimble in the wabe:
All mimsy were the borogoves,
And the mome raths outgrabe.
"Beware the Jabberwock, my son!
The jaws that bite, the claws that catch!
Beware the Jubjub bird, and shun
The frumious Bandersnatch!"
He took his vorpal sword in hand:
Long time the manxome foe he sought -So rested he by the Tumtum tree,
And stood awhile in thought.
And, as in uffish thought he stood,
The Jabberwock, with eyes of flame,
Came whiffling through the tulgey wood,
And burbled as it came!
One, two! One, two! And through and through
The vorpal blade went snicker-snack!
He left it dead, and with its head
He went galumphing back.
"And, has thou slain the Jabberwock?
Come to my arms, my beamish boy!
O frabjous day! Callooh! Callay!'
He chortled in his joy.
`Twas brillig, and the slithy toves
Did gyre and gimble in the wabe;
All mimsy were the borogoves,
And the mome raths outgrabe.
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