Beamish Visit

To support our Tommy Armstrong – The Pitman Poet topic, we visited Beamish Museum to re enact the Oakeys Strike Evictions at the pit village. During the morning, we also put on our hard hats and went down the mine, we took a ride on a tram into the Victorian Town and had a quick lesson in a Victorian classroom.ย image

100 word challenge… Can you write 100 words about this situation?

Imagine you are a poor mining family and that one cold November morning, you are evicted from your home. Your family and all your possessions are thrown out into the street. It is snowing and an icy wind is blowing. The back door is firmly locked and the key given to the Polis. You have no money and nowhere to go.ย What will happen to you all? How do you feel? Who will help?

Good luck ๐Ÿ™‚

 


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10 thoughts on “Beamish Visit

  1. Alisha

    One day on a cold November day I came down stairs and had breakfast. Soon everyone had finished there breakfast. Suddenly, out of the small street we all saw… The candy men and the polis! We all knew what bad things were coming our way. After a while candy men had taken over our house. Everyone was breathless and didn’t know what to do. A couple of minutes later, me and my family were all outside. The freezing wind started to howl like a werewolf. Meanwhile the sneaky candy man who had our key happily gave the key to the mine owner. There was no way to survive in this weather, so they went under a tree for shelter and huddled together to keep warm.

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    1. Mrs Johnson Post author

      Well done Alisha, you have just earned yourself a raffle ticket! I loved how you used a variety of temporal connectives to help your writing flow and that you include a simile too! You are so clever ๐Ÿ™‚ Up level your writing by adding an adjective or two to each noun ie) I came down the steep, wooden stairs. I look forward to your next piece…

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      1. Bo

        One icy morning I looked out of the frosty window and I saw fierce Candy Men stomping along the white shiny snow. I was scared because they had huge muscles they looked frightening. They started pounding on my door I hid behind the huge bed but they found me. I watched them chuck all of my belongings out of my small house. My dad got hit on the head with a bat they threw us out, we were crying and scared because we had no where to go. We left our belongings out on the frosty street and we sat on the roof of the house but the Candy Men got us down. We had to live on the streets. The Candy Men locked the door and gave the key to the mine owner.

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        1. Mrs Johnson Post author

          Wow Bo I am so impressed with your choice if vocabulary because you really set the scene. I feel quite frightened. Please tee me what happens to your family next… ๐Ÿ™‚

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    2. Rachael

      I liked it when we went in the deep dark mine and acting out the evictions it was good fun !!!!!!

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  2. Daisy

    One morning, I woke up to a loud noise in the street. It sounded like a lot of men shouting and talking loudly! I carefully opened the curtains and I saw… Three BIG BURLY candy men came swaggering down the road towards our drive! Soon, the candy men were right in front of the door and then all of a sudden one candy man had brought a pic axe handle with him and he was banging hard on our front door and then without warning the door flew right off it’s hinges. The big candy men came into my house and started throwing our possessions outside into the street. Next, they picked up my little sister Alice and dumped her into her cot and then he carried the cot and dropped it into the dirty street, after that my mom grabbed all my 8 little brothers and my 2 other little sisters and ran out of the house. Then one candy man fought my dad and brother

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  3. Daisy

    Ok Mrs Johnson, here goes… !!!
    Then, a big mean looking candy man knocked my dad on the head and he really was knocked out cold. Next, the candy men dragged me, dad, mum, my little sisters two, my eight little brothers and Tommy (my elder brother) outside onto the hard pavement outside. And worse still, my dad had just woken up when the chief candy man locked the door of our house, opened his big bag, got out a small box, unlocked it with his own key, dropped the house key in the white box, locked the tiny box and ran off towards the mine owner’s mansion with all of his troops leaving us cold and lonely with no home…

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    1. Mrs Johnson Post author

      A fantastic use of ( ). How else could you have added this information?

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