Our Mosque designs using Sketchup CAD

Following our trip to Birmingham to visit a Mosque, Class 4 looked at the design and architecture of Mosques from around the world. We used Google Sketchup to create our designs - Here are the completed mosque designs.


Peter and Ari



Vicky and Ollie



Hope and Emma



Phoebe, Tia and Phoebe




Oscar and Audrey




Harley, Ben and Xavier



Here is where it all started...

I was on the way to work as normal and suddenly some think blocked the sun light out and it went all dark, I tried to see what it was but went I looked up there was nothing there so I just cared on to work. Ten minutes later some think was blocking the traffic lights and I couldn’t see what colour it was on. Then when I got to work, it was blocking the sun out and then I looked it was a cloud that was following me I didn’t know what to do. I worriedly tried to escape.

The Island (4th paragraph) by Peter

The Island

I woke up alone on the floor in a small wooden rowing boat. The boat had come to rest on what I presumed was an island. All I could see was golden sand, gleaming blue water and trees that looked like palm trees except for the strange looking fruit hanging from the branches.

I got out as quietly and carefully as possible, whilst checking around me for it felt like I shouldn’t be here. The sand was soft beneath my bare feet. It was also warm because of the sun shining down on it. I felt scared and confused with lots of questions going round in my head. Where am I? How did I get here? What am I going to do?

My heart was thumping so hard and wildly that it felt like I had lots of soldiers banging drums inside me, bang, bang, bang, bang... I tried to slow my heart beat down by breathing deeply and steadily. I moved towards the trees with the strange looking fruit, cautiously hoping to find somebody else. However I had no idea what or who lived on this island. Would they be human? Would they speak my language? Would they be friendly? Would they help me?

Just as I reached the shade of the trees I became aware that the sand suddenly felt cold. I hadn’t noticed that the warm sand comforted me, but now it was gone and I began to feel even more scared.

What was that!? I was sure I heard something. It sounded like the snapping of a twig. I heard it again and turned quickly towards where it sounded like it was coming from. Feeling petrified now, I stood as still as a statue not even wanting to breath or make a sound. As I stood frozen with fear, the noise got closer. Just as I was about to try and run away, I saw it creeping towards me. It wasn’t like anything I’d seen before. It was covered with spiky fur. It had two big eyes on a very flat face, feet shaped liked cat’s feet and it sounded like it was growling very gently. By now I really was too scared to move. The ‘thing’ was now only about three feet in front of me. I didn’t know whether to run or scream! However as I stood there hoping and praying it wouldn’t notice me, it stopped and looked straight into my face...

My head started to spin and I felt something on my arm. In the distance I could hear a voice. It sounded like it was calling my name. Something gently stroked my face and the voice got louder. I turned towards the voice and tried to focus my eyes on a shape beside me. As my vision became clearer I realised where I was. My Mum was standing next to me gently touching my face. I was in my bed and that was one scary dream...

“Morning Sleepy Head!” said Mum.

Peter's 100 WC

I was running and running. I was so sweaty I wondered if the floppy disk, that the old man gave me, would still work. The old man told me to plug the disk in and press the huge red button to stop the nuclear bomb exploding, I only had five minutes to do it and it was almost a mile away. My heartbeat was a countdown clock thudding in my ears and I was really, really scared. Petrified, exhausted, breathless, I ran as fast as humanly possible, for dread that this might be the end. Would I get there in time?

The Mysterious Paintbrush

My challenge was to write a poem

That had a hundred words

But writing poems is something that

I really find quite hard.

For a start I had no paper

So I wrote it on the ground.

My pencil broke a zillion times

And my rubber wouldn’t work.

I finally managed to write the poem

That had a hundred words

I stood up to read the words I’d wrote

But then smelt a funny smell!

It was the smell of brand new paint

I turned around and saw

A road painting paintbrush

My poem was no more.

By Peter

Peter's Mum's 100 Word Challenge

It’s no longer an unusual sight. Since that dreadful incident back in 1969, the remaining tower from the Park Hotel still floats silently above the town. The strong and trustworthy cables hold it firmly against all varieties of weather. Window boxes that were once home to a perfume scented spectrum of colour, now sit empty and unloved. The shutters, with their peeling paint, remain as they were on the day it happened. The mystery of the red balloon will never be solved. It still appears at 6:30pm every evening, signalling to the birds to come home to roost. By sunrise the next day, the balloon and the birds are gone...

Peter's 100 Word Challenge

Exhausted, horrified and confused the children ran from the Thing! It was huge, over a hundred meters high with thousands of sharp glistening teeth, ten massive blood red eyes, five powerful muscular legs, fifteen long arms reaching towards the terrified children. It shook and shivered in it anger as it tried to catch the children. It viciously ripped branches off trees as they got in it's way. As it shivered, they ran as fast as they could to get away, but it was closing in on them every second. 

It was then that I woke up. Wow, what a nightmare!

Peter's 100 word challenge

It was so annoying. I kept dropping it all the time, down the stairs, on the floor, outside and even on one occasion I dropped it down the toilet! Due to my clumsiness I had to buy more and more phones to replace the last phone. but now my mum has found me the perfect phone!Its called the Non Dropable Phone. Every time I press a button a little wire wraps itself round my wrist so that I can't drop it.When I want to put it down I just press the home button and all the wires whizz back inside!

The Veggie Crocodile by Peter

I was relaxing in my wonderful pond and suddenly there was a man impersonating Tarzan swinging on a rope. What did he expect that I would do, talk to him!? So that was exactly what I did. I slowly and slyly swam beneath the swinging man and using every single muscle in my body I leapt up just in front of him, opened my jaws as wide as I could and shouted “BOO! I’m a crocodile, nice to meet you!” Rather rudely the man just screamed and didn’t reply. I wouldn’t have eaten him, I’m a vegetarian crocodile. Oh well.

By Peter 

Peter's 100WC

I went to bed after a normal day at school in 2014. I woke up the next morning in the Victoria era! As I ate my bread and jam for breakfast I tried to work out what was happening. I was relly confused. I had to walk 2 miles to school there wasn’t a car in sight. No library, no supermarket, no petrol station and worst of all no swimming pool! There was just a little groccery shop with sacks of potatoes outside. As I aproched the school gates I saw a tall and fierce looking man. Mr Stakehouse, the headmaster!!!

Peter's cricket experience

Cricket, which uses a lot of muscle, is the best game in the world. As I hit the ball, everyone in the stadium knew where it was destined. Would some body catch it? The crowd went silent as I hit the ball.

" I’m through, nobody caught it!"

 The crowd went mad, I felt amazing.

from peter

The massive ant

It was massive; it was a 5 inch long ant. Weirdly I then found it was under a microscope . It kept following me every where, it really started to bug me, after a while I just wanted to squish it! The ant is a weird creature: It survives by eating leaves. After 59 years I accidentally squished it.

by Peter

Peter's 100 word challenge

Suddenly, Mr Warne turned a deeper shade of red and steam could be seen from his ears. I don’t know why but Mr Warne was absolutely mad today, he was throwing table and chairs across the room. The more angry he got the more red he turned, it was crazy. Strangely his tummy was grumbling really loudly, I went up to him and asked Mr Warne what’s wrong. He replied in a very loud voice “I HAVEN’T HAD ANY BREAKFAST AND I HAVE JUST REALISED I FORGOT MY LUNCH!” I then offered to share my lunch then he calmed down.

Brazil fact tia and peter

Fact file of brazil by pj & tg

peter's 100 word challenge

It all started with a push from the apparently ‘health and safety advisor’ then I was falling to what I thought was my death. I heard a fluttering below me, then a sharp tug on my t-shirt and I was being lifted to the top of the cliff again. As I turned to greet my rescuer, expecting to see an angel of some kind, my heart exploded, it was in fact one of the castle’s ‘giant haunted vampire bats’ that had saved me. Whoever would have thought it; a friendly giant haunted vampire bat. Still, it did save my life.

100 Word Challenge Sam and Peter

 

“Sam, look up! Can you see that spaceship?!” asked Peter in astonishment,

“No, what spacesh…” replied Sam “Oh... that one... wh... where did that come from?" asked Sam in total shock. The spaceship was humongous: it would take it hours to cross the town. Peter and Sam were shocked as they saw no-one except them was panicking, in fact no-one even seemed to notice it. They began to think that they were imagining it, "No," Sam told himself "it has to be some kind of hypnotism, Peter what do you think?" Peter replied with "What do I think about what..."     

Peter's 100 Word Challenge

Imagine a place where it’s always rainy, where the sea is always raging, where the wind is always howling: at Grand Harbour Lighthouse Fish Fluke Point, Ross Island Canada.

Does it look like anybody lives there? Not at all. However, fifty five years ago there was just a normal family living in the charming, wooden lighthouse. Many sailors were guided safely into the Grand Harbour by its faithful light.

But now after many years of the terrible storms, the lighthouse is a crumbled old home to nothing but families of grateful sea birds, and the faithful light shines no more.