Thursday 25th- Friday 26th June 2020
Hello Year 1.
We hope you are all well. You should be getting better at adding numbers as we have been practising all week. The children at school have also been adding numbers. The children have their own tray of resources which is kept on their table just for them. No resources are shared and every child sits on their own table. This is to keep us all safe. We miss you all and the children here miss you too. Please ensure you keep up with your learning and complete the activities that we put on here for you.
Just to remind new again that there are new learning projects at the top of this page where you can find lots of work to do. It is important that we do not fall behind on our learning. There are also the other links at the top of this page such as phonics, Oxford Tree Reading, Active Learn, Numbots and the Joe Wicks website links. Please do access these.
Here is your work for today. Have a great weekend and we shall speak to you next week. We hope the lovely weather lasts until the weekend.
Take care of yourselves.
Mrs Hussain and Miss Tuki
Phonics - Read the phonemes on the link below.
Read the 'ew' words on the link below and then have a go at writing some.
English - Use your story map from yesterday and write the story.
What words does a traditional tale start with? What happened at the beginning, middle and at the end of the story?
Can you use adjectives to describe how Cinderella felt when she couldn't go to the ball and when the fairy godmother helped her to go to the ball?
You can use the word mat below to help you with your spelling. You can also use your phonic knowledge to sound out words when spelling. We look forward to reading them when you come back.
ONCE UPON A TIME a girl named Cinderella lived with her stepmother and two stepsisters. Poor Cinderella had to work hard all day long so the others could rest. It was she who had to wake up each morning when it was still dark and cold to start the fire. It was she who cooked the meals. It was she who kept the fire going. The poor girl could not stay clean, from all the ashes and cinders by the fire.
“What a mess!” her two stepsisters laughed.
That is why they called her “Cinderella.”
One day, big news came to town. The King and Queen were going to have a ball! It was time for the Prince to find a bride. All of the young ladies in the land were invited to come. They were wild with joy! They would wear their most beautiful gown and fix their hair extra nice. Maybe the prince would like them!
At Cinderella’s house, she now had extra work to do. She had to make two brand-new gowns for her step-sisters.
“Faster!” shouted one step-sister.
“You call that a dress?” screamed the other.
“Oh, dear!” said Cinderella. “When can I–“
The stepmother marched into the room. “When can you WHAT?”
“Well,” said the girl, “when will I have time to make my own dress for the ball?”
“You?” yelled the stepmother. “Who said YOU were going to the ball?”
“What a laugh!” said one step-sister.
“Such a mess!” They pointed at Cinderella. All of them laughed.
Cinderella said to herself, “When they look at me, maybe they see a mess. But I am not that way. And if I could, I WOULD go to the ball.”
Soon the time came for the stepmother and step-sisters to leave for the big party.
Their fine carriage came to the door. The stepmother and step-sisters hopped inside. And they were off.
“Ah, me!” said Cinderella sadly. The carriage rode down the street. She said aloud, “I wish I could go to the ball, too!”
Then - Poof!
All of a sudden, in front of her was a fairy.
“Who are you?”
“Why, your Fairy Godmother, of course! I know your wish. And I have come to grant it.”
“But…” said Cinderella, “my wish is impossible.”
“Excuse me!” said the Fairy Godmother in a huff. “Did I not just show up out of thin air?”
“Yes, you did,” said Cinderella.
At once, Cinderella was all clean. She was dressed in a beautiful blue gown. Her hair was set up high on her head inside a golden band.
“This is wonderful!” said Cinderella.
“Who said I was done?” said the Fairy Godmother. She tapped her wand again. At once, a beautiful carriage came to be, with a driver and four white horses.
“Am I dreaming?” said Cinderella, looking around her.
“It is as real, as real can be,” said the Fairy Godmother. “But there is one thing you must know.”
“What is that?”
“All of this lasts only to midnight. Tonight, at the stroke of midnight, it will all be over. Everything will go back to how it was before.”
“Then I must be sure to leave the ball before midnight!” said Cinderella.
“Good idea,” said the Fairy Godmother. She stepped back. “My work is done.” And with that, the Fairy Godmother was gone.
Cinderella looked around her. "Did that even happen?" But there she stood in a fine gown, and with a golden band in her hair. And there were her driver and four horses before her, waiting.
“Coming?” called the driver.
She stepped into the carriage. And they were off.
Over at the ball, the Prince did not know what to think. “Why do you have that sad look on your face?” the Queen said to her son. “Look around you! You could not ask for finer maidens than these.”
“I know, Mother,” said the Prince. Yet he knew something was wrong. He had met many of the young women. Yet after he said “hello,” one by one, he could find nothing more to say.
"Look!" Someone pointed to the front door. “Who is that?”
All heads turned. Who was that lovely maiden stepping down the stairs? She held her head tall and looked as if she belonged. But no one knew her.
“There is something about her,” said the Prince to himself. “I will ask her to dance.” And he walked over to Cinderella.
“Have we met?” said the Prince.
“I am pleased to meet you now,” said Cinderella with a bow.
“I feel as if I know you,” said the Prince. “But of course, that is impossible.”
“Many things are possible,” said Cinderella, “if you wish them to be true.”
The Prince felt a leap in his heart. He and Cinderella danced. When the song was over, they danced again. And then they danced again, and yet again. Soon the other maidens at the ball grew jealous. “Why is he dancing all the time with her?” they said. “How rude!”
“Dong!” said the clock.
“I cannot hear you,” said the Prince. “The clock is too loud!”
“Dong!” rung the clock.
“Goodbye!” said Cinderella. Up, up the stairs she ran.
“Dong!” went the clock.
“Please, stop for a moment!” said the Prince.
“Oh, dear!” she said as one glass slipper fell off her foot on the stair. But Cinderella kept running up.
“Goodbye!” Cinderella turned one last time. Then she rushed out the door.
“Dong!” The clock was quiet. It was midnight.
“Wait!” called the Prince. He picked up her glass slipper and rushed out the door. He looked around but could not see her blue dress anywhere. “This is all I have left from her,” he said, looking down at the glass slipper. He saw that it was made in a special way, to fit a foot like none other. “Somewhere there is the other glass slipper,” he said. “And when I find it, I will find her, too. Then I will ask her to be my bride!”
From hut to hut, from house to house, went the Prince. One young woman after another tried to fit her foot inside the glass slipper. But none could fit. And so the Prince moved on.
At last the Prince came to Cinderella’s house.
“He is coming!” called one step-sister as she looked out the window.
“At the door!” screamed the other step-sister.
“Quick!” yelled the stepmother. “Get ready! One of you must be the one to fit your foot in that slipper. No matter what!”
The Prince knocked. The stepmother flew open the door. “Come in!” she said. “I have two lovely daughters for you to see.”
The first step-sister tried to place her foot in the glass slipper. She tried hard, but it just would not fit. Then the second step-sister tried to fit her foot inside. She tried and tried with all her might, too. But no dice.
“Are there no other young women in the house?” said the Prince.
“None,” said the stepmother.
“Then I must go,” said the Prince.
“Maybe there is one more,” said Cinderella, stepping into the room.
“I thought you said there were no other young women here,” said the Prince.
“None who matter!” said the stepmother in a hiss.
“Come here,” said the Prince.
Cinderella stepped up to him. The Prince got down on one knee and tried the glass slipper on her foot. It fit perfectly! Then, from her pocket Cinderella took out something. It was the other glass slipper!
“I knew it!” he cried. “You are the one!”
“WHAT?” shouted a step-sister.
“Not HER!” screamed the other step-sister.
“This cannot BE!” yelled the stepmother.
But it was too late. The prince knew that Cinderella was the one. He looked into her eyes. He did not see the cinders in her hair or the ashes on her face.
“I have found you!” he said.
“And I have found you,” said Cinderella.
And so Cinderella and the Prince were married, and they lived happily ever after.
English - Look at the pictures below. They are from the story of Cinderella.
What is happening in each one? Sequence the pictures in the right order.
What are the green words? They are question words.
1. What happened first in the story?
2. Which pictures will come next?
3. Which picture will come at the end?
4. How does Cinderella feel when her stepmom makes her do all the housework?
5. What does Cinderella do when the clock strikes at midnight?
6. How did the prince use Cinderella's glass slipper to find her?
7. Describe how you think the stepsisters felt when Cinderella married the prince?