As you may have seen from recent announcements we have now received our guidance on how to prepare for September. A reminder of a couple of the key bits of information for parents:
- Children will be returning to be in their usual classroom and with their whole year group;
- Children will be expected to attend school and parents will not be able to chose to keep children at home;
- We will still not be able to allow parents into the school building unless by prior arrangement;
- We will need to have different drop off and collection points or times for each class – we will do all we can to ensure the disruption to parents is minimal.
Over the next week or so we will finalise the details and share this with families before we finish for the summer. A reminder that school will still begin for children on Thursday 3rd September.
Next week our talented Y6 will be busy filming The Tempest in their hubs. We very much look forward to sharing this film, which will also have Y6 giving their personal reflections, with the school community.
“Talent is like electricity — we do not understand electricity. We use it.” — Maya Angelou
As mentioned last week, children will be given end of year reports in the final week of the term; we will either hand the reports out or send them directly to families. Included will be reference to children’s engagement with home learning. While it is not statutory, the reports will also give an indication of children’s attainment in reading, writing and maths. It may be that your child’s progress is not as strong as it would have been had we not been forced to close. Please do not be alarmed or feel this necessarily reflects any lack of effort on your part or of your child. Rest assured that we will swiftly address any learning loss from September.
The school term will still end on 17th July at 1.30pm. We will alter the Y4 afternoon hub for that week.
A reminder of class teachers and teaching assistants from September:
|Reception||Ms Petrou, Ms Powley & Mrs McQueen|
|Year 1||Ms Sun & Mrs Gashi & Ms Sandzi|
|Year 2||Mrs Evans & Mrs Kabir|
|Year 3||Ms Law & Ms Bergin|
|Year 4||Ms Risby & Ms Clayton|
|Year 5||Ms Wainer & Mrs Hough|
|Year 6||Ms Robey, Ms Woolway (part time) & Ms Hall|
“Life can be understood only backwards, but it must be lived forwards.” — Soren Kierkegaard
We apologise to families for the lack of communication that may have caused confusion in relation to school photos. The current restrictions meant that it was not possible to offer school photos to all classes and we needed to keep this offer to any class at an absolute minimum. Therefore it was decided that the best that we could achieve would be to photograph Reception (as it is their first year) and Y6 (as it’s their last), plus any of their siblings from other classes. Unfortunately the communication to Reception and Y6 was remiss but I assure you that your children all looked amazing even with wind playing havoc with some hair styles! We will send out information on ordering along with a sample picture on Monday.
We intend to begin music and class bands lessons in September but sadly we do need Y6 to return their brass instruments to school by the end of next week. Y4 & Y5 can keep their instruments at home over the summer, where we hope they will not just gather dust but will be used to practise.
We will also need Y3 to return their recorders before the end of term.
Black Lives Matter Campaign
We all have a responsibility to stand up and speak out when we see something we know is wrong. Racial injustices and inequalities are so deeply ingrained in everyday life and the systems that we live in – so many of us do not notice them happening around us. It is our responsibility to better educate ourselves and our children to help eradicate those unjust systems, to promote kindness, empathy, and understanding. It’s not meant to be an easy or a comfortable thing to do but it is our moral duty to empower our children to drive forward on racial equality. This information pack from Camden should help to provide the foundations of good places to start.
Building relationships for stronger families – a new programme for parents
Life has many challenges that impact our relationships but the current situation may well have stretched families to breaking point. The Tavistock Centre are offering: The ‘Building Relationships for Stronger Families’ programme which may be able to help you if you feel that stress and conflict in your relationship are affecting your family. Click here to find out more.
This half term our Christian Value is ‘Service’
Next week it is the feast day of our very own S. Silas. We would normally visit S. Silas Church for this very special celebration. Given the current circumstances this year, we will instead have hub assemblies where we will be thinking about S. Silas and what he sacrificed for his faith. He was chosen by S. Paul to spread God’s word: “And Paul chose Silas, and departed, being recommended by the brethren unto the grace of God” (Acts 15:40)
Church Opening Times
S. Silas Church is now open daily at 12-1:30pm and on a Sunday 10:30-12:30pm.
Holy Trinity Church is open on Sundays from 9-10:15am
From 5th July public worship will resume and the Sunday Masses will be at the usual times of 9:30am at Holy Trinity, 11am & 6pm at S. Silas. Until Sunday School can resume the Homily at 9:30am Mass will specifically include the children.
Coach Steve’s Summer Sports Camps
Coach Steve will be running 3 Football & Multi Activity Camps in the Summer holidays. He has planned and set up for all of the camps to meet the same health and safety guidance as we are operating under: 3 bubble groups of 15, good hand hygiene and LOTS of outdoor activities.
Week 1: Monday 20th – Friday 24th July (Eleanor Palmer Primary School, Kentish Town, NW5 2JA)
Week 2: Monday 27th – Friday 31st July (Eleanor Palmer Primary School, Kentish Town, NW5 2JA)
Week 3: Monday 24th – Friday 28th August (Parliament Hill Fields, Hampstead Heath, NW5 1LT)
Age: 5-11 years (Reception to Yr 6) Time: 9am – 3pm
Cost: Full week = £100 (to keep bubble intact, he cannot take single day bookings); Concession = £65; Sibling discount = 20% off second child
To book a place, please email: email@example.com or phone: 07540 613539.
Limited spaces available.
Award winning story
We were very excited to hear that one of our wonderful children was one of the winners of Daunt Books Children’s Short Story Competition. Her story will be published in July but we wanted to share it with you in advance of that. Please share it with the whole family:
The Roman Mice by Claudia Irvine
Many moons ago when your grandfather was only a baby, there were two mice called Apollo and Lavinia. Apollo was a clever mouse, who knew everything about Rome and everyone there. Lavinia was tiny, shy and timid. They lived in a small mouse hole in Signora Remus’ house. Their bed was a matchbox and their bedclothes were torn strips of velvet.
Rome was a busy place, with cars zooming around, horns tooting and smells swirling. Rome was lovely, except there was a volcano nearby that everyone thought was just a mountain.
One morning the mice decided to have a picnic. They packed sticky jam tarts, gooey chocolate cake, cheese straws (their favourite), and lemonade. Apollo strode along whistling and waving to people while Lavinia scurried cautiously, eager to sit down on the cotton blanket.
But just as Apollo was laying out the food and Lavinia was staring at the sea, the ground began to shake. The mice knew that the volcano was about to erupt. Everyone started to panic. The volcano threw up a streak of lava and the police tried to get everyone to safety. The volcano exploded with rage and blood-red lava burst towards the town.
They jumped headfirst into the icy-cold sea. They passed giant octopuses, ghostly ship-wrecks and singing mermaids. They thought they would never get out of the sea. Their paws were stinging and icicles hung from their whiskers. Apollo stuck his head out of the water and they saw land at last.
London was freezing and busier than Rome. There were people loitering around shops. Motorbike sounds filled the air and the mice didn’t like the look of London.
The mice huddled like penguins against a lamppost. They were hungry and tired. Apollo sniffed out a cheese shop, heaven. They scurried along, dodging trainers, Wellington boots and high heels.
A great whirling waft of cheese greeted them warmly as they nibbled into a gigantic piece of cheddar. Apollo nibbled out a living room, while Lavinia munched out a kitchen. When the mice were too stuffed to continue, a bell tinkled and a lady with a merry smile came in.
‘Good morning, Katie,’ said a man behind the counter.
‘Good morning to you too, Ben,’ replied Katie. ‘I’ll have some of that lovely cheddar please.’ A big, sharp knife loomed towards them. The petrified mice were rooted to the spot. What should they do? But just as the knife was about to cut right through their kitchen, it froze in the air.
‘How much did you want?’
‘Just a few slices.’ The knife turned slowly from the mice, and trimmed three slices from their new home’s outer wall.
‘There you go.’ The mice tingled with relief. But they realised their home was not permanent and planned their escape. They drew diagrams with their claws on scraps of cheese and soon settled on a plan. It was Lavinia’s idea. She had a big brain. They would sneak out under the midnight sky, being careful not to wake the shopkeeper’s dog.
Ding! Dong! Midnight. They clambered down to the door. Knees shaking, whiskers twitching, the two forlorn mice stood in the dark, waiting for the moment to sneak past the dog.
The mutt dozed off. The mice edged forward. Suddenly he gave a hideous snarl. The mice froze. Then the dog started snoring again. They took another step forward but to their utter horror, the dog yelped and moved his legs clumsily as if he wanted to run. The two mice could barely breathe.
‘He’s dreaming,’ whispered Lavinia.
‘It’s going to be your fault if we’re both killed,’ replied Apollo. They crept past the conked-out hound, but just then the shop’s doorbell tinkled. He began to stir, lifted his head wearily and sniffed the air. Then he saw Lavinia staring at him wide-eyed. He growled and pounced after the two terrified mice.
They hurtled past tube stations, museums and Trafalgar Square. The colours pink, orange, yellow and purple met their eyes. It was sunrise and the two mice were about to be caught. They ran into a shop, any shop.
The door slammed shut behind them. The dog howled as it hit him on the nose. Delight filled the mice as they looked up. There were trains just their size and airplanes whizzing around. There were dolls, electric cars and puzzles.
They searched high and low for a spot to make a nest. At last they knocked on a doll’s house door. No one replied. The anxious mice stepped inside, and instantly knew that they had found the right place. Lavinia rushed to the kitchen. There were tiny little china teacups and teapots neatly hung on hooks above the sink. Apollo rushed upstairs. He stopped at a room with two beds: how bouncy, how neat, how clean. Lavinia called him into a living room with velvet curtains and a TV which looked brand new.
Lavinia said, ‘If anyone tries to look in the doll’s house, act like toy mice.’
Once, when Apollo was frying an egg, a lady with red lipstick, peered in and instantly Apollo was a toy mouse. Lavinia was nearly caught: she was hoovering the carpet when a toddler stuck his hand in, grabbed Lavinia and started to play with her.
‘Nice dolly!’ the toddler said.
‘Let go!’ shouted Lavinia, but the baby was used to his father saying, ‘let’s go!’ and throwing him in the air. So the baby said, ‘le-go!’ and threw poor Lavinia. She plummeted head first into the chimney.
One sunny day while the two mice were just waking up, the lady with the red lipstick whose name was Margaret came in with her daughter Penelope.
‘Mum – get me that doll’s house!’ shrieked Penelope.
‘Alright, Mummy will get the doll’s house,’ soothed Margaret. Penelope kept screaming for more toys although Margaret had only just enough money for the doll’s house. Little did they realise that their new doll’s house was home to two frightened mice.
The journey in the box was not fun. Not at all. Margaret’s car stank of cigarettes and stale sandwiches. Lavinia pushed her way up through the furniture that had tumbled all over the doll’s house and lifted the lid off the box so that she could see what was going on. There were lots of dirty wrappers on the floor. Without all the mess, it might have looked like the Queen’s car. It had blood red velvet seats, tiny scarlet curtains, a golden steering wheel and the headlights, instead of shining bright white, shone scarlet, just like the Queen’s jewels on her crown.
Apollo and Lavinia bounced around like beach balls until suddenly with a jolt, they stopped. They took another peek.
‘Good morning,’ said Loretta the cleaner, as she tapped the ash from her cigarette. She was the first person they had met on their adventure who didn’t seem surprised to see them. Her nails were as long as rulers, painted with pink varnish. Her hair was dyed blond. She had lilac headphones around her neck and her eyes were sunken into their sockets. Her whole body seemed to droop down because she wore so much jewellery. She yanked on her nose like someone pulling a lever for ice-cream, but instead of a creamy mixture pouring out, green snot came dribbling out.
The living room was nothing like the doll’s house living room. It had no curtains and moths had eaten the carpet. Lavinia and Apollo scurried through a gap in the floorboards. They could hear Loretta’s mop sploshing on the floorboards. In the distance they could hear horrible music and glass shattering and horns beeping. How they longed for home!
They peeped through another hole in the floorboards. In the bedroom Margaret and Penelope were packing an enormous red suitcase. A ticket slipped to the floor near the mice. They read it and rejoiced. Rome!
The day soon came and Lavinia and Apollo sneaked into the suitcase just before it was snapped shut. Apollo settled into a spot next to two pairs of pants, while Lavinia nestled in a slipper.
Deeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee! That was the sound that woke the mice. It was the sound of the cruise ship’s horn as they departed. The two Roman mice ate their fill on the journey and only once got seasick in a storm. It was when Penelope was doing her hair and Margaret was chewing on a cigarette, puzzling over her tax return, that it was time to get off. Penelope was very surprised to see two fat mice jump from their suitcase and before she could shriek, the two mice had run away.
So the lava never reached Rome at all! The moment their friends saw the Roman mice, their eyes nearly popped out of their heads. They hugged and hugged. The Roman mice looked at the sun and smiled.
It was a long time since the sun had got a smile from them.
Donations via ParentPay
We would like to remind parents that they can donate to our appeal for classroom iPads on ParentPay.
Term dates for 2019 – 2020
SUMMER TERM 2020 – PLEASE NOTE THE CHANGE TO THE EARLY MAY BANK HOLIDAY
|Children start school||Monday 20th April|
|No school (May day bank holiday)||Friday 8th May|
|Half term||Monday 25th May – Friday 29th May|
|Children start school||Monday 1st June|
|Last day of summer term||Friday 17th July|
|Staff INSET||Monday 20th – Tuesday 21st July|