Monday

Monday 21st September

Factors — 10 Questions

Write down all the factors of 12.
Write down all the factors of 24.
Write down all the factors of 30.
Which of these numbers is a factor of 36?
5, 6, 7, 8
Find the missing factor:
7 × ___ = 42
Find the missing factor:
___ × 9 = 63
How many factors does 16 have?
Write two common factors of 18 and 24.
Is 7 a factor of 49? Explain how you know.
A number has the factors 1, 2, 4, 8 and 16. What is the number?

Prime Numbers — 10 Questions

Is 7 a prime number?
Is 15 a prime number?
Circle all the prime numbers:
2, 4, 5, 9, 11, 14, 17, 21
Write down all the prime numbers between 1 and 20.
What is the smallest prime number?
What is the only even prime number?
Is 29 prime? Explain how you know.
Which of these numbers are prime?
23, 25, 27, 31, 33
Write the next three prime numbers after 10.
A number is greater than 20 and less than 30. It is prime. What numbers could it be?

⭐ Challenge

Can you find a number that is both a factor of 60 and a prime number?

21.09.26

LC: To multiply 2-digit by 3-digit numbers

RIC

Luke pressed his palm against the glass of the spaceship window. Below him, Mars glowed like a giant red ember in the darkness. Suddenly, the control panel began to flash.

WARNING: UNKNOWN OBJECT APPROACHING.

Luke's heart raced. He stared into the darkness and spotted a small silver craft speeding towards them. It moved silently, weaving between the stars.

"Who—or what—is that?" whispered Luke.

The spaceship lights flickered. Then, a strange blue beam shot from the mysterious craft and covered their ship.

Luke gripped the controls tightly. Whatever was happening, he knew they were not alone anymore.

Questions

1. Retrieval:
What planet is Luke looking at through the spaceship window?

2. Inference:
How do you know that Luke is worried or frightened? Use evidence from the extract.

3. Writer's Choice of Language:
The writer describes Mars as "a giant red ember." Why do you think the writer chose this description? What does it make you imagine?

Monday 21st September

LC: To gather evidence to make inferences about a character

The Signal

Luke had been warned never to enter the old observatory alone.

Perched on the highest hill beyond the village, the building had been abandoned for nearly twenty years. Its windows were cracked, its walls were covered in ivy and a rusted sign hung above the entrance. Most people avoided the place, particularly after sunset.

Luke, however, had never been particularly good at ignoring a mystery.

Three nights earlier, he had noticed a strange green light flickering from the observatory's highest window. At first, he had assumed it was a reflection, but it had appeared again the following night—and the night after that. Nobody else seemed to have noticed.

Now, with the wind tugging at his coat, Luke stood outside the observatory and stared up at the dark building.

"This is ridiculous," he muttered.

He turned towards the path home.

Then the green light flashed.

Luke stopped.

For several seconds, he remained perfectly still. He could hear the distant rumble of traffic and the steady beat of his own heart. Every sensible part of him told him to go home and tell an adult. Yet another thought tugged at him: What if I never find out what it is?

He pushed open the heavy wooden door.

Inside, the air smelled of dust and damp stone. Moonlight slipped through the broken windows, casting long shadows across the floor. Luke switched on his torch and moved cautiously through the entrance hall.

A staircase spiralled upwards.

He placed one foot on the first step.

Creak.

Luke froze.

"Just an old building," he whispered, although he wasn't entirely convinced.

He continued upwards, keeping one hand on the wall for balance. At the top, he discovered a circular room filled with strange equipment. Most of it was covered in dust, but one machine stood out.

It was humming.

Luke approached it slowly.

A small screen flickered to life.

SIGNAL DETECTED.

Luke stared at the words.

Beneath them, a sequence of numbers began to appear.

He reached into his pocket for his phone, intending to take a photograph. Then he noticed something that made him pause.

The numbers were changing.

They weren't random.

They were coordinates.

Luke's excitement was immediately replaced by unease. Someone—or something—was sending a message, and somehow this forgotten observatory was receiving it.

He stepped backwards.

The machine suddenly flashed bright green.

Luke shielded his eyes.

A low sound filled the room, vibrating through the floor beneath his feet. For the first time that evening, Luke seriously considered running.

But he didn't.

Instead, he tightened his grip on the torch, took a steadying breath and stared at the screen.

"If you're trying to tell me something," he said quietly, "I'm listening."

The machine beeped.

A final set of numbers appeared.

Luke recognised the location immediately.

It was his village.