It's been a busy end to the term with writing poetry based on The Three Brothers (the tale from Harry Potter and The Deathly Hallows). The children have all worked incredibly hard to retell the story using different poetic forms. This week they have been busy writing acrostic poetry, cinquains and haikus.
Three brothers walking at twilight,
Holding their wands.
Eventually, they came to a river too treacherous to cross.
Death guarded the river.
Evading Death, they built a bridge; they were learned in the magical arts.
Advancing towards them was Death.
The three brothers were worried.
He looked at the brothers,
Yet, still beyond
His cloak, they
Advanced slowly. He
Loudly, There brothers were
Oblivious to the fact Death was in front of them.
Wisely, Death made them a
Brother asked for
The most powerful wand
In existence. So Death produced
Asked to see loved ones. So
Death plucked a riverbed stone to
The final brother
Was humble and asked for the
Travel without Death
Following close behind him.
Handed over his
The first brother went
To an old village
In hopes of finding a man
The brother had once
Quarreled with, so he
Killed the wizard. Still drunk with
Joy, he fell asleep.
I hope you all have a really lovely Easter with your families and that we can all enjoy some more sunshine.
Have a fantastic couple of weeks!