Everybody had a great night's sleep last night and woke up ready for action and raring to go! Even the rain on the window as we ate our breakfasts didn't dampen our spirits and, miraculously, it then brightened up and stayed fine all day - quite different from what the forecasts were saying!
So it was with full tummies and high spirits that we set off for the long walk. We had a morning playtime on the beach, before climbing up onto the coastal path and walking up towards Ballard Down. Pausing for the polo competition (winner Oliver Keartland; runner up Ms Ghosh!) we climbed the steep hill to the crest of the ridge and the Bronze Age burial mound, where we normally stop to reflect and write poetry. Today though, a herd of cows had beaten us to it (the mound, not the poetry writing!) so we went through the gate to sit in a circle and write.The children were fantastic, amazing passing walkers with their quiet concentration, and some inspired writing resulted. Here's an excerpt from Lewis Quintrell's poem:
The Bronze Age people gathered
Tears dripping from cheeks,
Splashing the ground like waterfalls
People's final words fading away
Into the earth's atmosphere.
Their weeping of sorrow
Soaring into the sky
Like eagles hunting for prey...
Lunch at Old Harry Rocks, followed by a walk in to Studland where we all had an ice lolly and were delighted to meet up with former Trafalgar Headteacher, Mr White, who was actually originally responsible for planning the trip! A beach scavenger hunt, a trip to the shop and a coach ride back. Fish and chips were followed by a game on the beach and bed...
The children have been great on this trip - supportive of each other, interested in what's around them, friendly and polite - a real pleasure to be away with!
So it was with full tummies and high spirits that we set off for the long walk. We had a morning playtime on the beach, before climbing up onto the coastal path and walking up towards Ballard Down. Pausing for the polo competition (winner Oliver Keartland; runner up Ms Ghosh!) we climbed the steep hill to the crest of the ridge and the Bronze Age burial mound, where we normally stop to reflect and write poetry. Today though, a herd of cows had beaten us to it (the mound, not the poetry writing!) so we went through the gate to sit in a circle and write.The children were fantastic, amazing passing walkers with their quiet concentration, and some inspired writing resulted. Here's an excerpt from Lewis Quintrell's poem:
The Bronze Age people gathered
Tears dripping from cheeks,
Splashing the ground like waterfalls
People's final words fading away
Into the earth's atmosphere.
Their weeping of sorrow
Soaring into the sky
Like eagles hunting for prey...
Lunch at Old Harry Rocks, followed by a walk in to Studland where we all had an ice lolly and were delighted to meet up with former Trafalgar Headteacher, Mr White, who was actually originally responsible for planning the trip! A beach scavenger hunt, a trip to the shop and a coach ride back. Fish and chips were followed by a game on the beach and bed...
The children have been great on this trip - supportive of each other, interested in what's around them, friendly and polite - a real pleasure to be away with!
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