Thursday 15 December 2011
Saturday 27 August 2011
Monday 8 August 2011
Drama - The Cleaning Contest Script
The Cleaning Contest Script
Drama - Costumes Festival
Miss Vicky
Friday 15 July 2011
Saturday 18 June 2011
Tuesday 17 May 2011
The Buenos Aires Players
Last Friday we went to see The Buenos Aires Players. We had a lot of fun!! You can watch the video clip of the two plays again. Click on the links below.
Melissa's Toys
Peter Pan
New Dell PCs in the Computing Lab
Sunday 24 April 2011
Friday 22 April 2011
Friday 18 March 2011
Wednesday 16 March 2011
Friday 11 March 2011
Monday 7 March 2011
Thursday 24 February 2011
Welcome Back To School!!
"Dear students, the summer has ended
The school year at last has begun.
But this year is totally different
We're going to only have fun."
"We'll only play games in the classroom
You're welcome to bring in your toys.
It's okay to run in the hallways.
It's great if you make a lot of noise."
"For homework, you'll play your Nintendo.
You'll have to watch lots of TV
For field trips we'll go to the movies
and get lots of candy for free."
"The lunchroom will only serve chocolate
and triple fudge sundaes supreme"
Yes, that's what I heard the teacher say
before I woke up from my dream
-- Kenn Nesbitt
Friday 18 February 2011
2011 - 2nd Forms - Bibliography & School Materials
Les pedimos disculpas por el error de impresión en la bibliografía del grado y aclaramos que los libros"Starplayers" son nivel 1.
Gracias.
2nd Form Teachers
Tuesday 1 February 2011
1st February - Happy St. Brigid's Day
The Giveaway
Saint Brigid was
A problem child.
Although a lass
Demure and mild,
And one who strove
To please her dad,
Saint Brigid drove
The family mad.
For here's the fault in Brigid lay:
She WOULD give everything away.
To any soul
Whose luck was out
She'd give her bowl
Of stirabout;
She'd give her shawl,
Divide her purse
With one or all.
And what was worse,
When she ran out of things to give
She'd borrow from a relative.
Her father's gold,
Her grandsire's dinner,
She'd hand to cold
and hungry sinner;
Give wine, give meat,
No matter whose;
Take from her feet
The very shoes,
And when her shoes had gone to others,
Fetch forth her sister's and her mother's.
She could not quit.
She had to share;
Gave bit by bit
The silverware,
The barnyard geese,
The parlor rug,
Her little
niece's christening mug,
Even her bed to those in want,
And then the mattress of her aunt.
An easy touch
For poor and lowly,
She gave so much
And grew so holy
That when she died
Of years and fame,
The countryside
Put on her name,
And still the Isles of Erin fidget
With generous girls named Bride or Brigid.
Well, one must love her.
Nonetheless,
In thinking of her
Givingness,
There's no denial
She must have been
A sort of trial
Unto her kin.
The moral, too, seems rather quaint.
WHO had the patience of a saint,
From evidence presented here?
Saint Brigid? Or her near and dear?