Hello everyone, it’s Mrs Cunningham here again.

Here is a link to Washington Wildfowl Trust, who have created online resources for families. A lovely local area for your family to explore and discover on the internet.

Hello everyone, it’s Mrs Cunnningham here again.

It’s Friday! Where are the weeks going? Before you know it we will all be back at school and getting back to normal. I hope you all had a nice Thursday. 

Today’s letter is for you all, but it also for your mams and dads too. I also miss them. I enjoy being on the steps at 3.30pm and having a chat with them. I also love how some of them groan on a Friday parent assembly when I say that old joke when I give you the next two days off. I also miss the busy reception area on a morning when it’s all about parent pay, dinners, lost coats and late arrivals. You have all been together for a long time in your houses with all of the same people and I am pretty sure it has been the same in your houses as it has been in mine. A few cross words and short tempers. Miss Beattie told me that her and her sister had an argument about Harry Potter. My two grown up girls had a big argument about the smell of butter. Can you imagine that? I had to get a little bit cross. They both realised that was such a silly argument and made up and became friends again. 

Today I re-read a book. It’s the only book ever that I often re-read. Mrs Ogden bought it for me as a birthday present. I have even bought copies for my two girls.

It’s called ‘The Boy, the mole, the fox and the Horse’ by Charlie Mackesy. It is all about the friendship and the conversations between the four characters. I will share a tiny bit of each conversation and hope that it makes sense for you. I know it will for your mams and dads.

Mole: “Most of the old moles I know wish they had listened less to their fears and more to their dreams”

Boy: ” Sometimes I feel lost.” ” Me too,” said the mole, “but we love you, and love brings you home.”

Horse. (He’s big and strong): “What is the bravest thing you’ve ever said?” asked the boy. “Help,” said the horse. “When have you been at your strongest?” asked the boy. “When I have dared to show my weakness. Asking for help isn’t giving up,” said the horse. “It’s refusing to give up…sometimes just getting up and carrying on is brave and magnificent.”

Boy: “The fox never really speaks,” whispered the boy. “No. And it’s lovely he is with us.” said the horse. 

The horse ends with saying, ” Always remember you matter, you’re important and you are loved and you bring to this world things that no one else can.”

Now you all know, at the end of any story in assembly, I ask you what you think the meaning was. Well this one is all about appreciating the people you love the most and seeing them for why you love them. 

Have a fab Friday and wonderful weekend. Give  hugs and kisses to those in your house.

Mrs Cunningham

We set the challenge and Mortimer pupils and staff cracked it!

Recreate your favourite book front cover.

Look at these fabulous creations!

“The more that you read, the more things you will know. The more that you learn, the more places you’ll go.” …

Hello everyone, it’s Mrs Cunningham again. I hope you had a top Tuesday and got a chance to go outside in the lovely sunshine. Sammy is so loving the house full of people. He is usually on his own and loves it when we all get in about 5pm, but these days he has us all to himself, and he is doing what cats do best……making their owners run around after them! So today he started meowing at about 6am and kept on going until I got up to feed him and let him out. He has tried to scare a big pigeon from the tree but did not win, so he came in for another packet of food. Then I saw him lying on the road on his back hoping for someone to stop and give him some attention. I called him in and he appeared with an extremely odd look on his face. I asked him what he was up to and he opened his mouth and a butterfly flew out!!! What a big fright. It happened in my kitchen, so I had to then try to get the butterfly out. He is such a naughty boy. He then went outside to sleep in a plant pot.

Jane Lee McCracken, a local artist who worked with a number of our pupils last year, has launched a competition for children to take part in. We thought some of our pupils may be interested and wish to create an entry. Open to all age groups.

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