Tuesday

Tuesday 19th May

Handwriting

Every four years, millions of excited fans gather to watch the World Cup, one of the greatest sporting events in the world. Crowds cheer loudly as talented players race across the pitch, passing the ball with incredible skill and determination. Flags wave proudly in the air while families and friends celebrate each dramatic goal together. Although only one team can lift the famous trophy at the end of the tournament, the World Cup brings people from many different countries together through their shared love of football.

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As the great lion crept slowly across the cage, Albert shuffled backwards and clutched his mother’s hand. “I don’t think he likes me very much,” he whispered nervously. The crowd gasped as the lion let out a thunderous roar that echoed around the zoo.

Mrs Ramsbottom waved her umbrella wildly while the lion prowled around Albert. “Shoo! Leave my boy alone at once!” she cried. The keeper sprinted towards the cage, his boots pounding against the ground as frightened visitors scattered in every direction.

Albert stared up at the enormous beast, his knees trembling like jelly. The lion flicked its tail and bared its sharp yellow teeth. “It’s only being friendly,” said his father, though his shaky voice suggested he was not quite convinced.

It was a beautiful morning as Mrs Ramsbottom thoughtfully gazed through her kitchen window, thinking of what to do with her grand little Albert. Finishing her last mouthful of tea, she had made her decision. This meant that the plans were locked in because Mr Ramsbottom very rarely challenged his wife.

"Go and wake up your son," demanded Mrs Ramsbottom, "I have an idea for today."

He obediently strolled upstairs to wake Albert. The bedroom door creaked open, as he entered. With a gentle nudge, Mr Ramsbottom whispered, "time to get up, we are going out for the day."

Albert reluctantly opened his eyes. "Where are we going?" he asked.

"Not sure yet, just come down when you are ready, dressed in your finest clothes."

As Albert approached the bottom of the stairs all ready for the day, his mother was waiting with a bag of sandwiches.

"Don't forget your 'orses 'ead 'andle boy, we are going to Blackpool!"

"Woohoooo!" shouted Albert, whilst he suddenly skipped out the door followed by his parents. And off they went to catch the next train to the famous seaside town known for its fresh-air and fun.

The Lion and Albert

There’s a famous seaside place called Blackpool,
That’s noted for fresh-air and fun,
And Mr and Mrs Ramsbottom
Went there with young Albert, their son.

A grand little lad was their Albert,
All dressed in his best; quite a swell,
With a stick with an ‘orse’s ‘ead ‘andle,
The finest that Woolworth’s could sell.

They didn’t think much to the ocean:
The waves, they was fiddlin’ and small
There was no wrecks and nobody drownded,
‘Fact, nothing to laugh at at all.

So, seeking for further amusement,
They paid and went into the zoo
Where they’d lions and tigers and camels
And old ale and sandwiches too.

There were one great big lion called Wallace;
His nose was all covered with scars.
He lay in a som-no-lent posture
With the side of his face on the bars.

Now Albert had heard about lions,
How they was ferocious and wild.
To see Wallace lying so peaceful,
Well... it didn’t seem right to the child.

So straight ‘way the brave little feller,
Not showing a morsel of fear,
Took ‘is stick with the ‘orse’s ‘ead ‘andle
And shoved it in Wallace’s ear!

You could see that the lion didn’t like it,
For giving a kind of a roll,
He pulled Albert inside the cage with ‘im
And swallowed the little lad... whole!

Then Pa, who had seen the occurrence,
And didn’t know what to do next,
Said, “Mother! Yon lions ‘et Albert.”
And Mother said “Eeh, I am vexed!”

Then Mr and Mrs Ramsbottom —
Quite rightly, when all’s said and done —
Complained to the Animal Keeper
That the lion had eaten their son.

The keeper was quite nice about it;
He said, “What a nasty mishap.
Are you sure that it’s your boy he’s eaten?”
Pa said, “Am I sure? There’s his cap!”

So the manager had to be sent for.
He came and he said, “What’s to do?”
Pa said, “Yon lion’s ‘et Albert,
And ‘im in his Sunday clothes, too.”

Then Mother said, “Right’s right, young feller;
I think it’s a shame and a sin
For a lion to go and eat Albert
And after we’ve paid to come in!”

The manager wanted no trouble.
He took out his purse right away,
Saying, “How much to settle the matter?”
Pa said “What do you usually pay?”

But Mother had turned a bit awkward
When she thought where her Albert had gone.
She said, “No! Someone’s got to be summonsed!”
So that was decided upon.

Then off they went to the P’lice Station
In front of a Magistrate chap.
They told ‘im what happened to Albert,
And proved it by showing his cap.

The Magistrate gave his o-pinion
That no-one was really to blame.
He said that he hoped the Ramsbottoms
Would have further sons to their name.

At that Mother got proper blazing,
And “Thank you, sir, kindly!” said she.
“What?! Waste all our lives raising children
To feed ruddy lions? Not me!”

Tuesday 19th May

LC: To investigate and explain how the ancient Egyptians built the Great Pyramids of Giza

Building the foundations

The ancient Egyptians built strong and level foundations before they started constructing the pyramids. First, workers cleared the ground and removed loose sand and rocks until they reached solid bedrock. They carefully measured the area using ropes, wooden stakes, and simple tools to make sure the base was perfectly square and even. Large limestone blocks were then placed tightly together on the prepared foundation.