WEEK 14 - Friday 15 December 2023
This is my final blog before Christmas, the magical time of year and a special time to show others you care. Families come together and show one another love and how they value each other. We all try to make the most of this quality time with family and friends.
As a parent myself I often hear the words ‘mummy can you play a game with me’. The truth is that although I try to find the time for this it isn't always possible and for me this is what Christmas is all about. This Christmas I will be mostly eating, drinking, playing games and watching movies. Why? Because this is the time of year, I make sure I can.
So - from one parent to another - please do the same, spend time with your children talking, playing games, watching movies. Enjoy every moment, enjoy opening your gifts and we wish you and your family a very Merry Christmas and a happy New Year.
In February 2024 our Academy trust are running a Sustainability learner conference in which, we have 6 of our Year 8 students taking part and representing our school; Reuben Kanwar–Gaddu, Paisleigh Hilton, Harrison Colby-Brinkley, Mary Cousins, Eva Williams and Paris McDonald. I look forward to updating you on their progress and the amazing work I know they will achieve.
Responsibility award: Mary Cousins
Integrity award: Kaida Parker
Resilience award: Tym Krotik
Competition winners: 8P3 have won our hot chocolate and waffle award. They have the highest number of students with 100% attendance for this half term. A huge well done and congratulations. We are looking forward to sharing a hot chocolate with you and your tutor on Wednesday this week.
I will finish my blog with an extract of a poem written by Clement Clarke Moore that always inspires the magical Christmas warm feeling and I hope it has the same effect for you:
‘Twas the night before christmas, when all through the house
Not a creature was stirring, not even a mouse;
The stockings were hung by the chimney with care,
In hopes that St. Nicholas soon would be there;
The children were nestled all snug in their beds,
While visions of sugar-plums danced in their heads;
And mamma in her ‘kerchief, and I in my cap,
Had just settled down for a long winter’s nap
Head of Year 8
Assistant Head of Year 8