It is a funny thing…..

…..that around this time last year, I posted what indeed turned out to be the last post of that school year, following an outstandingly (even though I say it myself!) successful day of Student-Led Conferences.  If you look back to the post you will see that the day was also reportedly the happiest day of the year; a day arrived at as the result of some cunning mathematical trickery by a British academic, Cliff Arnall.

Imagine my surprise, having long since forgotten all about that, when I read in the paper on Friday evening, that the 'happiest day of the year is June 19 according to formula'.  My surprise of course being that by some coincidence, June the 19th was the day that had been chosen for this year’s Student-Led Conferences. 

The days leading up to Friday 19th June (more specifically the late nights and early mornings!) of course were for me somewhat less than happy.  However, to have a classroom filled with proud children sharing with parents and grandparents a snapshot of the learning that they have done during this long school year, made it worth all those long hours.  The looks on the faces of adults and children alike showed me that the happiest day of this year (or at least one of them!) surely had turned out to be June 19, whatever formula you use to work it out!

Bad planning…..successful outcome!

Having hunted unsuccessfully online for the opening times of the Military Museum (although had I thought about it I would probably have found them in one of last year’s posts right here!) we decided that we would anyway zip over the road on the off-chance that we might find the doors open, our fingers firmly crossed.

But of course, in spite of all those crossed fingers, it was firmly closed.  As was the Chateau museum too.  Bother.  Deadlines (of which we know all too well) fast approaching – and out of luck.

Well, we could have about-turned and trouped back to school again.  After all there was so much to do!  But eager voices urged; ‘Let’s see if we can find the monkey puzzle tree!’ and ‘Where is the tissue tree?’ and even ‘Can I climb to the top of the lightning tree?’  We had earlier been comparing notes; looking at the Guide Books children in previous years had written.

On the way to check out these three things, we ventured somewhere I had not been before.  Into the orchard. 

A new challenge.  Remembering some of the learning we had done in our unit of inquiry on Plants, we set about first to see if we could find any fruit growing.  A quick (but totally unnecessary as it turned out) reminder of what a fruit is and off we set.

Squeaks and squeals as excited children ‘discovered’ tiny apples, as distinct from equally tiny pears.

And how about these?  Soft furry baby quinces (can you see the remnant of the flower there?)…..

 

and peaches too.  Not to mention hard green mini-plums.

And then squeaks and squeals as excited teachers ‘discovered’ fat juicy ripe cherries, dangling enticingly from the branches.

But no, we did not pick any (tempting though it was!)  Instead we hunted around on the ground underneath the various trees for windfalls.  We eventually returned to school - having also checked out the monkey puzzle tree, the tissue tree (now of course lacking its tissue-like flowers but instead sporting these…..

intriguing fruits) and having allowed Amelia and others to scale the lightning tree - red-lipped, with our pockets and fists bulging with the results of our scavenging.

As the title admits, bad planning – but a most successful outcome.  Sore tummies notwithstanding.

Deceptively simple

At first glance, the Pregny-Chambésy shield looks simple with its straightforward two-colour design in blue (to represent the lake) and gold (for the wheat…..

that once grew widely in these parts).  And yet, as we found out, it would take very good listening skills in order for us to make our own.  Let’s see how we went about it.

First of all we made a template, by folding a piece of A3 paper in half, carefully lining up the edges.

Next, we measured 10cm from the folded corner along the shorter side and 25cm along the longer. 

These spots we marked with a pencil, before joining the two spots in a J-shaped curve…..

so that when we cut it out, we ended up with a shield-shape.

What next?  Stick the white shield onto a piece of gold paper and carefully cut it out…..

trimming any sticking-out edges.

Now use the gold shield as a template to trace and then cut out an identical blue shield.  Put this safely to one side…..

while you draw a wiggly cross on the back of the gold shield.

Mark these very faintly (on the gold side) so that you will know which piece goes where. (Starting at the top of the shield and moving round clockwise, we used the letters N, E, S and W!)  Now, cut along the wiggly lines…..

so that you end up with 4 pieces.

Now, how good are you at jig-saws?  Well, as long as your labelling system works, all you need to do is discard those marked N and S and stick the other two (W and E) in the right places on the blue shield.

Simple?  Why not come and see how we all got on?

How lucky we are…..

Having been out and about to various places in our local area, we were having a chat-on-the-mat reminding ourselves of some of the places we have seen on our travels.  Places, we discovered, where people can work and where people can visit.  Tommy, ever thoughtful, suddenly pronounced; ‘We are lucky to have Chateau de Penthes…..

in our local area.  You can walk all around - and see tadpoles.’

Shahrbano continued.  ‘A few weeks later you can see frogs and you can hold them.’

Rammy reiterated.  ‘We are lucky to have Chateau de Penthes because there are a lot of things you can do like catch tadpoles - and climb trees.’

‘You can look at the tall trees,’ added Aabis.

‘Yes, you can amuse yourself by looking at the amazing leaves and trees,’ elaborated Amelia.

‘We are lucky to have Chateau de Penthes because there is a nice view,’ said Quentin.

‘From the wall by the chateau you can see a bird’s eye view and the sun shining on the lake,’ Dylan pointed out.

‘You could paint the view from the wall by the Chateau,’ contributed Tatiana.  (As we did the other day.)

‘You can see birds,’ said Shouq.

‘You can hear the birds sing,’ added Ryoma.

‘You could rest on the grass or go for a run,’ suggested Amelia.

‘And it’s a good place to walk your dog,’ added Meghna.

‘You can roll down the hill,’ said Martin. 

‘You can play,’ Viivi told us.

‘You can have a picnic there,’ said Virginia.  ‘And you can learn stuff.’

‘Yes, you can go in the nice museum.’  Sivert.

And we could have continued in a similar vein - had we not needed to get to French.

The discussion was all the more extraordinary if you look at the timing; we had earlier in the day indulged in the fantasy of pretending that we might have anything that we wanted in our local area, just outside the school gates.  Imagine leaving school each day and being able to dive into a swimming pool or ride on a rollercoaster, pet a friendly lion or even, perish the thought, shop endlessly for toys.

Well, a pleasant dream perhaps; but it would appear that in fact we are happy with our lot and, perhaps more importantly, that we understand quite how lucky we are to have it.