I love reading. That is why I love holidays. Because I can read and read and read without having to stop at the end of a guided reading session. Flexi-schooling also helps me find time to read, but the annoying thing is that sometimes I go to school more than two and a half days a week because there might be a special test that I have to be there for, or something like that and I'm not allowed to spend extra time at home. Yesterday we went on a long car journey, so I did a tiny bit of my cross-stitch and finished a book called, "Look Into My Eyes". There was a competition in the book where you have to crack a code and you can win some really nice prizes like a hamburger shaped phone. I cracked the code, but it was too late to enter the competition.

Today is Monday, but there is no school for anyone today, so I get to read.

This week

I went swimming twice this week. The first time I went with my mum and practiced the different strokes and did somersaults in the water. The hard thing about the somersaults is the water gets up your nose, so you have to blow the air out through your nose while spinning. Another thing that makes it difficult is you have to do it in the deep end so you don't bang your head, so when you come up for air when you've finished, you don't know which way to swim to get to the shallow end Where you can stand.  The second time my dad took me but I played instead of practicing. When I went with my dad, there was a rude girl there of about six years old. I really didn't like her.

Before that, though, I learnt the Jabberwocky poem. There is a nonsense word in the poem called "slithy" It sounds like one of those words that come to you while you're playing Scrabble or Boggle and you aren't sure if they exist and have to look up in the dictionary. It was so much fun learning "The Jabberwocky" I just love those made-up words in it! My sister learnt it too and we kept interrupting each other when one of us was reciting it. That caused some arguing. Part of the reason we memorized the poem was because we'd just watched the second Alice In Wonderland movie and in it one of the characters says it.

I just remembered that yesterday I went to the Museum of Childhood. We made goblin puppets and looked at an exhibition about magic. There were videos showing magic tricks, but not how they were done. There were also optical illusions and photos and pictures of magicians like Paul Daniels and Derren Brown. There were old magic sets and props, too, like a cupboard kind of thing for a trick a bit like the one where a woman gets cut in half. After we went there my mum took us to a book shop called Foyles and we spent more than three hours there, browsing, reading and walking around. Mum bought me a book called Look Into My Eyes by Lauren Child. It is a Ruby Redfort book. I thought of reading it on the train on my way home, but I was in the middle of reading a really good book from the library and I didn't want to start another one before finishing it. By the way, the "really good book" is called The Pickle King.

A few days ago we had a couchsurfing party. My sister and I made menus for the food there and on them we replaced the names of the food we were having with things that  a witch might put in her cauldron, like "Soup Of The desert" for chickpea and lentil soup and "Black Mud Cake" for  chocolate cake. When my friend arrived, he helped me name the drinks. We called coke "Dragon's Blood" and put everybody off their drinks by telling them the names we made up. The names weren't actually that disgusting, but people just didn't like the idea of drinking cranberry juice that was blood.

The water trickled...

For creative writing my mum told me to write any ten sentences beginning with "The water trickled".

Here they are:

The water trickled...

1. like little rivers down the moss covered rock.

2. out of the tap and I guessed it was because my sister hadn't bothered to try switch it off properly.

3. slowly, slowly down the little hill as the sun set.

4. down, down, falling-just falling-into the infinite blackness.

5. slowly at first, but then it gushed out, giving me a fright.

6. through the hole in my cup, leaving me feeling cheated.

7. down the glass, onto the table and it really annoyed me because I had wanted it to get into the cup not the table.

8. and disappeared through the cracks in the hardened, hot soil.

9. out of the cracked pipe.

10. over the mossy rock on the edge of the river bank, catching glints of sunlight as it journeyed downwards into the gushing, roaring river that led to the ocean.

11. along, carrying the leaf with it on its journey to the turquoise, clear, blue ocean.

By mistake I wrote eleven.

BG-WG short weird challenge

I know this doesn't really have anything to do with anything, but I just want to say that I made up this really weird-or not so weird (I don't know which!) challenge for myself. I tried to see how much of a book I could read from the time it takes for the train to go from Bounds Green, the tube station near where I live, to Wood Green, the next station. In the challenge, I had to start reading the book from the beginning and not start till the train started moving and not stop till it stopped. I only go up to halfway  down page two :( but I'll try again.

School the whole week

I went to school everyday this week. I went on Monday and Tuesday like normal, but I also went the whole of Wednesday instead of half of it. If' you are new to my blog, you might not know that I am flexi-schooled. That means that I spend some of the week learning at home, and some at school .On Thursday and Friday I went for just the morning because we  had tests. On Thursday the test was comprehension and on Friday we had spelling, 20 question mental maths and a long maths test. Next Monday there will be a calculator test and on Tuesday...OH NO! A swimming test. Help! In the swimming test we will have to tread water with just our hands, and then just our feet. I found it really difficult when we practiced last week but I'm hoping that after some more practice, it will be okay.