End of term wind down in full effect, we watched the Incredibles.
We were really grinding it out for the last few days.
We played the Hotel game when we got home. I dispensed with Ellis and then crushed Mum for another glorious victory.
Wednesday
Well, it was finally here, last day of term.
My last day at John Rankin ever. We had the leavers assembly to endure of course. There was quite a good turnout of parents, both Mum and Dad were there which was cool. There was a slide show where Mrs Watkins went through some of our achievments and personalities. Each one was accompanied by a baby photo, supposedly supplied in secret by our parents. It was presented in alphabetical order so I had the dubious honour of being first.....brilliant. The picture they had sent into school was pretty good though, me, in a washing basket, looking cute. They had good things to say about me too, about my sporting prowess, my good work in the school play, my excellent maths, my sense of humour and thanks to Mr Gilham's input, just how much I like people singing Ed Sheeran songs to me....NOT! We got presented with a well posh pen set, one fountain pen and one ball point, emblazoned with John Rankin and a personalised box.
It took a while to get through two classes worth, but the rest of the school behaved really nicely.
I think a lot of us had older brothers or sisters leaving so it was quite interesting to hear about them and see their baby pictures.
I think a lot of us had older brothers or sisters leaving so it was quite interesting to hear about them and see their baby pictures.
I have to admit to being pretty distraught at being overlooked for all the awards given out particulalry for sport, I thought my efforts really did deserve to be recognised...hey ho, thats life I suppose.
It was soon forgotten though when we got into the real purpose of the day, shirt signing:
Sharpies are pretty heavy duty, so quite a lot of the ink seeped through to my skin, making me look like I had some sort of weird tattoo.
I even managed to sign a few which made me feel pretty cool.
It was end of term picnic, so I sat with Mum, Ellis and Amy for the last time:
Yeah, no more big brother at school for me, i'm on my own from now on! So thats me all done with year three, bring on year four!
There was one matter left to address, the dodgeball tournament. I got a team together with Ella, Dylan, Tom, Tyler and Jamie. We blew the year fives away and everyone else put before us until we ended up in the final, against the teachers:
As did Amy. We did some nail polish.
We did Ipad and down the park to carry on leavers celebrations for the rest of the afternoon.
So, a bit of a split in activities, I went to Team Kennet as usual. We were presented with a defibrillator for club use, Dad had to take the official press photograph, i'm front row:
And I went to the leavers disco....yeah, I know, another leavers event. It was great fun and our last party together (even though there was a small splinter event meaning not everyone came for some reason):
The music was as good as the company:
We really have been a very dancey year group:
Tonights highlight tune was probably 'Summer Lovin' from Grease, rather surprisingly. It did have extra relevance though as we'd used it in the leavers play.
The time flew by and it was soon time for one last group shot:
From two angles:
Then a reduced group shot of me with the girls (again):
And a long round of emotional goodbyes. So thats that, the last of the leavers events. Reassurances that despite our differing paths through secondary school, we'd still see each other and the realisation that in some cases we probably won't bother. A strange time, exciting yet a bit sad too.
I've certainly enjoyed my time at John Rankin, even though some things haven't always gone as I might have liked. I've made some great friends, learned a lot both in and out of the classroom and had some great opportunities to do some genuinely cool things. I give my award for best teacher to Mrs Douglas, with an honourable mention to Mr Jones for his all round epicness.
Thursday
First day of the school holidays, yay!
We badgered Dad into taking us to the BMX track.
He didn't need much persuading of course.
We took Mum to work. They company doggie was there, I though i'd say hello....he had other ideas and had a little growl at me. Mum assured me he was usually lovely, I didn't take it personally.
We loaded up the car and headed to Knightwood track.
Via Asda for picnic provisions.
The track was pretty busy but they were a very friendly bunch of locals so that was cool.
We had a great time, took our picnic on the grass then rode some more.
My jumping is really coming along now.
And I only had one small off to report along with a few ninja reflex crash avoidance incidents.
We were back just in time to pick Mum up from work.
Friday
Today it was raining.....really raining.
We had tried unsuccessfully to book for the trampoline park, so as a back up plan Dad had come up with the idea of going to Guildford swimming pool......which had a diving pool!
We were well up for that, so we dropped Mum off at work and got on the road.
We arrived just after the pool opened so had to make do with the slides and splash pools and what have you until the morning lessons were finished and the other side of the complex opened up.
This is where the diving pool was and it looked brilliant.
There was a 1 metre springboard, a 3 metre springboard and a 5 metre platform.
Which looked stupidly high.
We took on the 1 metre springboard first.
We bith managed pretty well, Dad on the other hand completely misjudged it, mashed his toes and splat landed on his back due to over rotation.
We distanced ourselves from him best we could and carried on. After a few on the low one I was ready to move up to the 3 metre one. A bit higher, but not that scary.
I stuck it out on the 1 metre for the time being, well, until Ned upped the ante and went for a jump off the 5 metre platform.
Yeah, it looked seriously high from up there but I decided to just go for it. I did well, at least I didn't slap down on the water like some of the others.
Yeah, there were some shocking belly flops, face plants and god only knows what other combinations people managed to pull off.
All accompanied by group groans and gasps from the assembled spectators.
I decided to take on the 3 metre, after a couple of refusals I finally did it! I was chuffed to bits with myself as I really didn't want to go home and regret not trying it.
All we had to do was get Dad in the 5 metre now......he didn't take much convincing.
It was pretty uneventful in the end though, a bit disappointing then really.
We left the pool and it was still chucking it down. We stopped off on the way back to buy the film 'Home' on DVD.
Which we watched after we'd picked Mum up from work.
Saturday
We had an appointment to open me a bank account in the morning, so it was a ride into town. My account is going to be so cool, I even get a debit card to use!
We had a bit of time to kill before Ned and Mum's haircuts so did a bit of shopping. My savings took another battering with a couple more TY cuddly toys and yet another pair of shoes (which according to Dad didn't need, yes Dad, whatever!).
Haircut time, well overdue in my case.
The hot chocolates and biscuits in there come highly recommended.
We eventually decided on the Hatchet for lunch.
Next up the library, the summer reading challenge is comng along very nicely.
I think the TV/Ipad ban is helping.
We rode home and watched the Celebrity Masterchef final on Iplayer.
We really wanted Rylan to win, but sadly he didn't.
Andy, Alan, Hayley and most importantly Nate came round in the evening.
Yeah, we couldn't wait to make a fuss over Nate.
We even got to give him his milk!
Then we played Alan's game, One night, Ultimate Werewolf. It was great fun.
Yeah, even me, the biggest game dodger in history decided to give it a go and I loved it. I caught on really quickly, much quicker than Dad in actual fact.
Sunday
A lazy start, more progress on the reading:
Yep, so much rain that Archies birthday party that was supposed to be at Four Kingdoms was swirched to the cinema instead. Poor old Archie. We watched inside out and had a lovely time.
While she was thereI played a game of Agricola with Mum and Dad. Mum and I tied for the win which was a little bit unsatisfactory.
The rain eased enough for me to get down the park, I found Hugo. We came back home and played a bit of Assassins Creed on the Xbox. We roundly mocked Dad who spent half an hour playing it the other day, unable to find the assassin, by finding him in about thirty seconds. We also found some pretty grisly blood and guts and sone rather bad language....ahem.
I've been so inspired with my reading that i've stared writing my own story on the PC. I spent most of the evening working on it and it's coming along very well.
Monday
We know the summer holidays have started for real when it's a day with Auntie Christine and Darcey.
A trip to Four Kingdoms? Yeah, that'll make up for yestarday nicely.
It was a bit damp, but the slides were dry enough once someone else had gone down them.
I have decided I really don't like Llama's after they chased us out of their field on the tractor and trailer ride.
I also claimed the laser tag record, giving the adults that were playing a good hiding into the bargain.
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