Friday, October 16, 2015

Fractured Fairytales- coming soon.

Rang 6 have been working so hard the last few weeks on their stories that the files are too big to upload at the moment. I will put them up as soon as possible.
Tá brón orm.
Iníon Nic Gearailt

Monday, June 29, 2015

Wednesday, November 26, 2014

Skeleton in the Cupboard

Skeleton in the Cupboard

In our class text book, “Exercise Your English” there is an extract from “Midnight for Charlie Bone” by Jenny Nimmo. In the extract Charlie, the principle character explores a dangerous and crumbling building called the Da Vinci tower with his two classmates, Billy and Olivia. The extract ends on a cliff-hanger as Olivia falls off the spiralling staircase and into the darkness below.
The pupils in 6th class were tasked to write a concluding paragraph. This is the intriguing paragraph that Sam Daly wrote.

“We’d better go and see if she’s okay!”, said Charlie.  “Yeah..” replied Billy, looking down nervously at the spiralling staircase.  As they started to climb down there was suddenly light below them.  “Dammit!”, Charlie grunted, “Someone’s opened the door!”.  One hooded figure stepped into the tower, judging by the figure it was a woman. They stopped moving; knowing that if the woman went up or down at least Olivia would be caught.  Charlie had turned off his torch when the woman came in, leaving Billy and him in darkness except for the small amount of light coming from the entrance.  The woman carried a lantern and started heading downwards, following the moaning.  The boys followed her, keeping a minimum of thirty steps between them and not making a sound.  When the woman finally reached the source of the moaning she pulled something small and rectangular out of her robes.  The boys realised it was a mobile phone.  She dialled a number and spoke into it with an accent that Charlie didn’t recognise.  “I have a girl down here with a broken leg, arm and collarbone, what will I do?” she rasped.  The boys were too far away to hear the reply but she nodded and said back to the phone “See you in five!”.  The boys stared to climb back up to the entrance and mercifully they weren’t seen exiting.  They decided to hang around for ten minutes to see what was going to happen.  Two burly men passed and went right into the tower and around five minutes later they emerged with Olivia being carried between them.  She saw the two boys and mouthed “Don’t worry!” When Olivia returned to school she got detention for half a year and extra homework for a week. She was in a wheelchair for a couple of days before she could walk with crutches. But the adventure did not end there…

Wednesday, October 22, 2014

The Boneyard

Don't come to the bloody boneyard!
Some scary things you will see!
Spooky things are lurking there,
I'm sure you will agree!
With a scary skull, freaky fibula!
And a spooky spine!
You better run away from the boneyard 
Before you run out of time!
Terrifying tibia, ferrous femurs and 
shivering shoulder blades,
Rattling ribs petrifying pelvis will come out of the
graves!
These are the parts of the 
skeleton,
That are very very scary!
If you see one walking out at night
You best be very wary! 

- Nicky Barrett

The Bloody Boneyard

If you're creeping through the boneyard, in the middle of the night
You might want to be careful or you could get a fright!
You might see a skulking skeleton, he's really hard to miss,
His skull down to his fibula, he's walking through the mist.
First is his creepy cranium, and his shivering shoulder blades . 
His sternum's really scary, his ribs are rattling like a cage,
His spooky spine, his radius, his petrifying pelvis
He's coming closer, now I think his skeleton is Elvis!
His frightening femur's crumbling,
His tibia is tumbling,
And last his ferocious fibula,
WAIT! Now he's started mumbling
"Do not come to the boneyard in the middle of the night,
 If you are not careful, you could get a fright!

- Anna Hurley

Thursday, May 29, 2014

Irish Dancers Win Again

Well done to our Irish Dancers who did so well in the recent Irish National Championships in Citywest Dublin.

Tuesday, December 17, 2013

Nollag

An Nollaig
Dhúisigh mé ar a seacht a chlog maidin na Nollaig. D’oscail mé  doras an seomra sui. Chonaic mé bronntanas ar an
talamh. Lig mé béic asam mar bhí an seomra lán le bronntanais. D’oscail mé an brontanas mór ar dtús. Bhí iPad istigh sa bhosca.
Tar éis tamaill chonaic mé an sneachta ag
titim amach an fhuinneog. D’fhág mé an bronntanas agus rith mé amach an doras agus thosaigh mé ag pleícíocht sa sneachta. Bhí Hannah in éineacht liom. Rinneamar fear sneachta. Chuir mé caréid ar a adhaigh, háta ar a cheann agus scarfa freisin. Bhí sé go halainn. Dúirt Mamaí go raibh an
dhinnear réidh. Rith mé isteach sa theach agus d’ith mé cairéid, prataí, turcaí agus bachloga Bruiséile le mo chlann. Tar éis an príomhcúrsa d’ith me an mhilseog.  Nuair a chríochnaigh mé an dinnéar bhí mo bolg lán.
Melanie Ní Ghrás Rang a Sé