Jacob's War by Robert Bullock
Blonde haired, blue eyed Jacob Becker is twelve years old, though he looks older. One minute he is the all American school boy, good at sport, academically gifted, handsome, living the perfect life with his family in Concord, Massachusetts, the next he’s a ‘convict’ who’s thrown into a prison cell for just one reason, his family are German.
Set in England in 1940, Jacob’s War is an heroic adventure and heart-warming story of friendship, bravery and family loyalty. At times it’s funny and cheeky, at others poignantly sad.
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Wednesday, 12 October 2011
Sunday, 9 October 2011
A big thanks to Eveline Day School!
A big thank you to Eveline Drut for inviting me to the Eveline Day School in Tooting Bec last week! http://evelinedayschool.com/default.asp
What a great day! The children produced some amazing work! I was especially impressed with the Year 3 children who wrote their very own Sam Marsh: The Viking King stories!
http://www.amazon.co.uk/Sam-Marsh-Viking-King-ebook/dp/B004FN2C18/ref=tmm_kin_title_0?ie=UTF8&m=A3TVV12T0I6NSM&qid=1318152280&sr=8-1
What a great day! The children produced some amazing work! I was especially impressed with the Year 3 children who wrote their very own Sam Marsh: The Viking King stories!
http://www.amazon.co.uk/Sam-Marsh-Viking-King-ebook/dp/B004FN2C18/ref=tmm_kin_title_0?ie=UTF8&m=A3TVV12T0I6NSM&qid=1318152280&sr=8-1
Thursday, 6 October 2011
National Poetry Day - The Loch Ness Lizard
The Loch Ness Lizard! By Robert Bullock
The Loch Ness Lizard is a curious sight.
Seeing her will give you quite an awful fright.
But only if you see her rising from the gloom last thing at night!
With a back lumpy bumpy with reptilian ridges
She can easily fit under hump backed bridges.
And also maybe with the salad into wart faced giant’s fridges!
On her back her passengers comfortably sit
Their heads often ducking right down so as not to hit
Or scoop off their hair and the top most bit!
She’s yellow, red, green and pink.
And she often sails so very close to the Earth’s brink.
That the worried amongst you may fear she’ll very soon sink!
When the weather makes the water uncomfortably choppy.
Her legs bend and flex and she becomes ever so hoppy.
Small wings they appear that no one could copy!
Flapping madly she soars into the blue sky.
And never have the poor passengers been so blooming high.
That in fact one or two actually think they might well die!
If you think that her services might just be for you.
I must finally give you one teeny weeny clue.
She only flies on a month with days numbering thirty two!
© Robert Bullock 2011
The Loch Ness Lizard is a curious sight.
Seeing her will give you quite an awful fright.
But only if you see her rising from the gloom last thing at night!
With a back lumpy bumpy with reptilian ridges
She can easily fit under hump backed bridges.
And also maybe with the salad into wart faced giant’s fridges!
On her back her passengers comfortably sit
Their heads often ducking right down so as not to hit
Or scoop off their hair and the top most bit!
She’s yellow, red, green and pink.
And she often sails so very close to the Earth’s brink.
That the worried amongst you may fear she’ll very soon sink!
When the weather makes the water uncomfortably choppy.
Her legs bend and flex and she becomes ever so hoppy.
Small wings they appear that no one could copy!
Flapping madly she soars into the blue sky.
And never have the poor passengers been so blooming high.
That in fact one or two actually think they might well die!
If you think that her services might just be for you.
I must finally give you one teeny weeny clue.
She only flies on a month with days numbering thirty two!
© Robert Bullock 2011
Friday, 30 September 2011
Read & Answer booklets for my books
For each of my books I write a Read & Answer teachers aid. When I visit a school I give these to teachers. I'm told they each provide up to six weeks of lesson plans and cover Art and Design, Drama, History, Geography and Citizenship in addition to Literacy. Below is a sample of the Read & Answer for Sam Marsh: The Viking King.
Part 2 Sam’s Discovery, a new life, a family and enemies he never knew
he had. (Read pages 20 to 50)
What sort of a home is 22 Grimwith Crescent? (A foster home, is it happy, peaceful, chaotic, secure?)
How do Sam, Jenny and Spike feel about living there? (Happy, unhappy, angry?)
What do the children think of Jessie Brooks? (Is she a good foster mum or not? If not, why not?)
Page 20 to 23 offers descriptions of some of the characters, discuss with the children what they think they might look like from the descriptions.
A news flash comes on the TV. Discuss who’s interested in listening to it?
Page 26. Ask the children to discuss how they would feel diving in a mini sub. What could they look for?
What must the SS Helmsfjord look like after sitting on the sea bed for sixty years?
How did Sam and Jenny feel when they heard someone knocking on their front door at 5.07 am.
See Page 34. There is an old van sat across the street from 22 Grimwith Crescent, what is it they doing?
Where does Sam think the Lofoten Island’s are? (Near the North Pole.)
What do the Norwegians call their provincial kings and queens? (Chieftains)
Discuss with the children how Sam must have felt discovering who his birth parents were and then finding out they were dead?
Page 41 How did Herr Krater feel when he discovered the Chieftains of Lofoten had a son? (Surprised), Why? (He likes to control everything, it may interfere with his plans.)
Who Is the first person to figure out how Sam’s mum and dad were killed? (Jenny) And what does she think? (That they were murdered)
Who is Freyer Becken? (Sam’s great grandmother or Oldemor) How did she discover she had a great grandson? (Newsflash)
Wednesday, 28 September 2011
School visits!
I'm doing my first school visit of this school year next week and I'm really looking forward to getting back out there again.
It's really great because you get to visit schools all over the country, work with some really talented children and meet some brilliant teachers!
Next week it's Tooting Bec, the week after Oldham! I'm hoping to visit Scotland and Wales later in the year too! It doesn't matter where your school is I'd love to come and visit!
http://www.ninnylizard.com/visits.htm
It's really great because you get to visit schools all over the country, work with some really talented children and meet some brilliant teachers!
Next week it's Tooting Bec, the week after Oldham! I'm hoping to visit Scotland and Wales later in the year too! It doesn't matter where your school is I'd love to come and visit!
http://www.ninnylizard.com/visits.htm
Tuesday, 13 September 2011
The Gurglespink Leprechaun’s from County Fergusbotherbetrouble
“This be a newsflash!” Said the elf newsreader seriously, “the Elf Broadcasting Company be hearing rumours that the naughty O’Plod brothers be preparing a takeover bid for Cave of Victoria, the Magic Cave! Elves are asked to be keeping their eyes and ears open and not, repeat NOT, to leave their posts!”
The O’Plod brothers were Gurglespink Leprechaun’s from County Fergusbotherbetrouble, they were small, mean, silly and green. They had big eyes made even bigger by thick magnifying spectacles and they always said ‘Bejimminy’! They hated cave elves with every fibre of their being but quite liked the idea that the magic cave had magic doors that could take them anywhere their hearts desired. And, because they were so greedy, if they took over the magic cave they were going straight to Fort Sox, the elf bank, to steal some gold!
Two pairs of huge, beady green eyes peeked over a rock at the front of the Magic Cave and then quickly disappeared. They waited for ten seconds and peeked again. They kept peeking and disappearing, peeking and disappearing. Something untoward was afoot!
The scene at the entrance to the cave was quite normal, the elves were busy coming and going but nobody was sat on the Cave Guard’s mushroom stool and nobody was playing with the fairy chess set by the entrance. A radio could be heard talking away to itself but there was no one listening to it.
Suddenly a strong wind started gusting towards the cave, the noise of the howling was so loud that it masked the silly giggles and cackles of the creatures that were causing the wind to blow so hard.
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