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Lesson 1: Quick Multiplication, Phonics and Geography
Warm Up
On your sheet write down the answers to these questions:
8+8 =
10+10 =
6+7 =
12+15=
16+16=
Multiplication: What is it?
Let's have a go:
Yasmine wants to sew 6 bags. Each bag needs 3 pieces of fabric. How many pieces of fabric should she buy?
9
12
18
24
2x Tables
Video Recollection
What is...?
2 lots of 8
2 lots of 5
2 lots of 2
2 lots of 10
2 lots of a number is the same as 2x a number.
From this information:
What is...?
2x7
2x6
2x3
2x9
Phonics
Storytime (CHALLENGE: can you read?)
Winnie The Pooh
It was a bright and cheerful morning in the Hundred Acre Wood, and Winnie-the-Pooh was doing what he did best—thinking about honey.
“Oh bother,” he said, rubbing his round belly. “My honey pot is empty again. I suppose that means it’s time for a little expedition… a honey-seeking sort of adventure!”
Pooh put on his red shirt, grabbed his favorite honey pot, and set off into the woods.
As he walked, Pooh hummed a little tune, when suddenly, he spotted Christopher Robin sitting under a big oak tree with a book.
“Good morning, Christopher Robin,” said Pooh. “Would you happen to know where a bear of very little brain might find some honey?”
Christopher Robin smiled. “I heard the bees near Rabbit’s garden have been extra busy. Maybe you should ask them!”
“Bees? Oh dear,” Pooh mumbled. “Where there are bees, there is honey. But where there is honey, there are also… stings.”
Still, the thought of golden, sticky honey was too tempting to ignore. Off to Rabbit’s garden he went!
When Pooh arrived at Rabbit’s house, Rabbit was busy pulling up carrots.
“Hello, Rabbit!” Pooh called. “Would you happen to have any honey to spare?”
Rabbit shook his head. “Pooh, you only think about honey! Why don’t you try eating something else for a change?”
Pooh thought very hard about this, which took quite some time.
“No, thank you,” he said at last. “I believe honey is best.”
Rabbit sighed. “Fine. The bees have been buzzing around the old apple tree. Maybe you’ll find some there.”
Pooh trotted off to the apple tree and, sure enough, there was a big beehive hanging from a branch.
“Now, how does one ask a bee for honey?” Pooh wondered. “Perhaps if I sing them a friendly honey song, they will share.”
So Pooh cleared his throat and began:
“Oh, buzzing bees, up in the trees,
I’d like some honey, if you please!”
For a moment, the bees were quiet. Then—BZZZZZZZZZZZ!
A whole cloud of bees came zooming out of the hive! Pooh turned and ran as fast as his little legs could carry him.
“Oh bother! This was not the honey-sharing sort of answer I was hoping for!” he huffed.
Just as the bees were about to catch up, Pooh spotted his friend Eeyore standing near the river.
“Hello, Pooh,” Eeyore said slowly. “Why are you running?”
“Bees!” Pooh gasped.
Eeyore swished his tail. “Ah. Bees do that.”
Thinking quickly, Pooh jumped into the river with a big SPLASH! The bees buzzed around for a moment, looking confused, then flew back to their hive.
Pooh climbed out, dripping wet. “Thank you, Eeyore. I believe I needed that river just now.”
Eeyore blinked. “Glad to be useful.”
Pooh was just about to give up on his honey hunt when Piglet came skipping by.
“Oh, Pooh! I was just looking for you,” Piglet said excitedly. “I have a surprise for you!”
Piglet held out a tiny honey pot, just the right size for Pooh’s paws.
“I saved a little extra from my last pot because I knew you’d run out,” Piglet said shyly.
Pooh’s heart felt very warm and happy. He hugged Piglet tight.
“Oh, thank you, Piglet! You are a very small animal, but you have a very big heart.”
Piglet blushed. “Oh d-dear, it’s nothing, really.”
Pooh dipped his paw into the honey and took a big, happy lick.
“Mmm… this is the best honey in the whole Hundred Acre Wood,” he said.
And with his belly full and his heart even fuller, Pooh knew that sometimes, the sweetest honey comes from the kindness of friends.
The End.
