“We learned that the Aztecs and Maya made islands in lakes to grow food on (we looked at primary and secondary evidence). They were called chinampas.
WHY WE MADE OUR MAYAN HOUSE IN THE WAY WE DID.
We made our lego model Mayan house with no windows, because Maya citizens, had their houses, window free. We made a cooking area inside with “wooden” poles holding up a brown cooking pot. This pot usually would’ve been made of a clay mixture, coloured brown. We added a fire underneath because that would have been the expected setting, if you were living as a Mayan. We have an arched door to so resemble the actual doors Mayans would have used in the time they were around. Our house has a thatched roof as the maya would have had. It traditionally have been made of palm leaves, which is what we did. We also included an outdoor lavatory, as the Maya would have,we decided that it would be a good idea to put the lavatory on the roof as to save space, yet this doesn’t represent any historical findings. We added random pieces of lego to represent storage, as the Maya would have had 3 rooms: storage, sleep and cooking food. This is also the reason we added a sleeping area. One thing we have that isn’t on every Mayan house checklist, is a chicken coop, perfect for storing chickens.
Mayan house by Daisy Gilbert and Robin Lanyon.
English:
“We’ve been reading a graphic novel of Tom’s Midnight Garden. Tom is isolating at his aunt and uncle’s house. He feels bored and frustrated until he hears a grandfather clock striking thirteen times – he goes to find out why and outside discovers a huge majestic garden in the sun.
We thought about what Tom would see, touch, hear and feel in the garden then thought of all the words we could use to describe them. Using those words, we wrote poems.” Finley Meyer
Like Heaven
The green smell
Of freshly-mowed grass
The beautiful purple lavender
Take a deep breath
And sigh gently into the
Garden.
Blades of grass
Relaxing my toes and
Satisfying my feet.
My hand softly brush agents the
Flowers and my hands light up;
Rose thorns tear my pyjamas.
Magenta and red
flowers flickering in
Frothy bushes; fragile darkening
Green bushes.
Bird songs
falling ,dancing,spillering
A flute in the wind.
I’ve been trapped
In a dull dungeon.
Now I’m free
It feels like heaven
by Finley
Heaven
Purple and white flowers waving
in the wind,
the green smell
of freshly-mowed grass
damp under a veil of dew drops.
Blades of green grass
poke between my toes
Flowers Gently caress
my outstretched hands
Fresh aromas of lavender and rosemary
honeysuckle leaves,
A delicate scent.
From my gloomy dungeon
I have escaped
into heaven.
by Ben Bruce
