266. I sneeze in class and 30 other children say, ‘Bless you! Bless you. Bless you…’ When the teacher eventually gets us all working silently again, he says, ‘By the way, ‘Bless you.’’

267. We make water powered rockets. (I put too much compressed air into mine and it disappears over the roof… and no one can find it.)

268. I am completing work with a partner.

269. Instead of us choosing whom to work with in small groups, the teacher allocates groups.   And the groups change often.

270. We make a book Showbag with word sleuths, letters, comics, masks, Venn diagrams, character webs, and puppets inside. And we get to swap our Showbags with others.

(Copy copyright: I love school when the teacher says, ‘I can’t understand where your rocket has gone. It has just disappeared. I just can’t understand it.’)