We arrived safely at Bawdsey Manor and went straight to the beach, where we had lunch, skimmed stones, played football and collected shells.

 

We then played games back at the centre before being shown to our dormitories, having some time to relax, then enjoying sausages or chicken Kiev for dinner followed by chocolate fudge cake. Yum yum!

Our evening activity was called Wacky Races, in which we got the chance to race each other in crazy ways, including pretending we were egg-laying hens!

We concluded the day with evening prayer before bedtime, and are looking forward to raft building, abseiling and giant swing tomorrow!

O Mary we crown thee with blossoms today, Queen of the Angels and Queen of the May!

This morning, to mark the beginning of May the month of Mary, the whole school came together to honour Our Lady by bringing her flowers. The Liturgy Leaders led us in prayer in the hall, and then Joseph and Nichola – the eldest boy and girl in the school – led the rest of the school in procession to the statue of Mary in the Peace Garden.

As I said this afternoon in class, please don’t stress about next week’s SATs; you have worked so hard and should be proud of yourselves regardless of what happens in the tests.

SATs don’t measure sports; SATs don’t measure art.

SATs don’t measure music, or the kindness in your heart.

SATs don’t see your beauty; SATs don’t know your worth.

SATs don’t see the reasons you were put upon this earth.

SATs don’t see your magic – how you make others smile.

SATs don’t time how quickly you can run a mile.

SATs don’t hear your laughter, or see you’ve come this far,

SATs are just a tiny glimpse of who you really are.

So sitting at your table with a pencil and your test,

Remember SATs aren’t who you are; you can only try your best.

For those that wanted to polish up on a certain skill, then this website is good, but I advise you to do something fun and get out in the sun this weekend!

Wishing you all very Happy Easter!

Our final week of term has seen the conclusion of our English unit, for which the children have written fantastic non-chronological reports about their invented magical creatures. The week has also contained discussion and writing about who was responsible for Jesus’ death; Pilate, God, Adam & Eve, Jesus himself, and us as sinners were popular conclusions for who is most culpable.

On Tuesday night, Year 6 – along with the rest of KS2 – led a beautiful reflection on the Stations of the Cross at the church. Their acting and singing brought so much reverence to the story of Jesus’ final day, and I was so proud of them all.

This morning, some of the Year 6s led us once more in the final assembly of the term about Maundy Thursday.

And they made lovely Easter cards:

Thank you and well done for your hard work this term. Over the break, your home learning is an Easter Garden, as detailed below, and the maths.co.uk tasks set (your login details are stuck to the PGL envelope I gave out this afternoon).

See you on the 19th April.

Love Miss D ✝️🐣🐰🌸🥚

Please use the lyrics and links below to learn the songs for the KS2 Way of the Cross service.

Year 6, please wear all black and bring this into school on Monday.

My Soul is Sad

My soul is sad. My heart is breaking tonight.
Could you not watch and comfort me until light?
Am I alone, surrounded only by night?
Could you not watch one hour with me?

Could you not keep awake for one hour with me?
Is it so hard that you should do this for me?
I die for you that you might always be free.
Could you not watch one hour with me?

And so I weep, and there is no one to hear.
I am in pain; will no one witness my tears?
I am your God, and as my Passion draws near,
Could you not watch one hour with me?

Stay With Me

Stay with me
Remain here with me
Watch and pray
Watch and pray

Walk Alone

Take your cross now Jesus man.
Walk the road to Calvary alone.
Your innocence a mockery Nazarene for what crime do you atone?
Walk alone.

Battered bruised and bloodied now, stumbling on the long and dusty road.
Stripped of all your dignity.
This final journey holds a fate well known.
Walk alone.

Death’s dark journey calls your name.
Crown of thorns, crown of shame.
Faces filled with hate and blame.
The good you’ve done forgotten now.

Take your cross now Jesus man. Walk the road to Calvary alone.
Walk alone.
Walk alone.
Walk alone.

Born For This

Born for this. You were born for this.
Born to walk this road and bear that rugged cross.
But it’s breaking my heart to see you like this.
My son, my precious child.
The agony, Oh, the agony.
I see you suff’ring and there’s nothing I can do.
But I’ll walk by your side till we come to the end.
My son my precious child.

I see the anguish in your eyes.
I’ve prayed this cup will pass you by, but I know that it has to be so. Though I don’t understand the reason.
So much pain so much confusion,
but you were born for this,
you were born for this.
My son, my precious child.

Fallen Again

Fallen again. Kneeling in shame.
Frightened, rejected unbearable pain.
Suff’ring in silence such patience unknown, not moving.
Can he go on?
Fallen again. Face to the ground. Soldiers abusing, heckling crowd.
Slowly he rises feet heavy unsure.
Strength fading still he goes on.

All Hail, King of the Jews

O great king O royal one, your cross awaits. Is there anything your majesty desires?
Is your cross too heavy sire?
May I shine your crown?
Let us relieve you of your splendid royal attire!
All hail king of the Jews!
All hail King of the Jews!

Come now king and rest awhile you’ve walked so far!
We bet you’re very glad the journey’s almost done.
We like your regal garments so we’re sharing them around.
Casting lots to see what can be won.
All hail king of the Jews!
All hail king of the Jews!

Murderers and brigands,
We thought we’d seen it all.
Every kind of criminal there can be.
But this one they call Jesus is the strangest of the lot!
A self proclaimed Messiah is he!
All hail King of the Jews!
All hail king of the Jews!
All hail king of the Jews!

Father, Forgive Them

Father forgive them for what they have done. They know not the scale of their crime.
Guilt in their eyes and my blood on their hands.
Forgive them dear father forgive.

Father why have you forsaken your son.
Alone I am left here to die.
My flesh and my spirit both wounded the same. Forgive them dear father forgive.
Eli Eli lama sabachtani. Repeat

Precious Saviour

Precious Saviour laid to rest.
Shattered hopes, such emptiness.
Lifeless Lord. It is over now.

Night has come, the darkest hour.
Our hope has gone.
Here in this stone-cold grave the one we thought would save us, where is solace to be found?
It is over now.
It is over now.

You Know Me

You know me, you formed me, you gave me life.
From darkness you called me, you changed my life.
And even as the sun sinks down I see your light shine through.
For still the stars of heaven shine and I’m alive in you, alive in you.

You know me, I know you we are as one
The old life has ended the new begun.
For in the silent moments in the sunrise, in the fields.
All creation sings in praise and so you are revealed you are revealed.

You know me, You formed me
I’m alive in you alive in you. Repeat