In English, we have been exploring the animation ‘The Blue Umbrella.’ The animation tells the story of Blue and Red, two umbrellas on a rainy day in a city. During this rainy day, the two different-coloured umbrellas meet and fall eternally in love.

We have started writing a narrative and we have been very impressed with our efforts, as has Mrs Wallsworth! Please let us know what you think.

 

 

 

 

 





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Billy Watters · 6th June 2019 at 2:21 pm

At about 5.00pm, as the workers footsteps banged on the floor, a thunderous, chaotic storm began. The black inked storm was as dark as a blacked out bat. Moving together miserably, the umbrellas marched in a huddle, stony faced, moody and cramped. Out of the sea of disappointment, spiralled an optimistic, bright as the blue sea umbrella. Elated, with a feeling of contentment, he congaed amongst the boogieing raindrops. Blue watched, gob-smacked as he saw the workers sprint as fast as they could.

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Oscar · 6th June 2019 at 2:35 pm

As it hit that early evening in October, the sound of footsteps began to come to sight as a breath-taking
storm arrived. The storm was as black as a fog dark, charcoal piece. Moving with a cramped group, the umbrellas stomped, powerless bored in the dark city. Out of the sea of depression erupted a cheerful, sparkling blue umbrella. Ecstatic, with a whoosh of joyfulness he twirled through the elated raindrops
falling on his head. Blue gazed fascinated and inspired at the commuters prance as they saw the puddles like curious fairies. by Oscar Delaney

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Grace Dalton · 6th June 2019 at 2:51 pm

Early that evening, as the workers were on there way home a treacherous storm started brewing in the sky. The sky was black like grease from a cooking tray. Moving like a big wobbling jelly, the umbrellas quickly marched depressed and emotionless together. Out of the sea of depression, exploded a loving sky blue umbrella. Elated with a feeling of joyfulness he waltzed amongst the pirouetting droplets coming from the ash like sky . Blue gazed fascinated and intrigued as he watched the workers as they splashed through the porpoise puddles.

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Aaron · 6th June 2019 at 3:51 pm

I really enjoyed writing the blue umbrella it was really fun

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Aimee Walsh · 6th June 2019 at 6:33 pm

I loved doing the Blue Umbrella and it is already sad and we haven’t even watched half of it yet! I am exited to watch the rest of the animation.

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Aaron Scholfield · 7th June 2019 at 8:34 am

That evening as people were leaving their jobs there started to be a crackling storm. The storm is as black as a blackbird’s feather. Moving together, the umbrellas were devastated, grumpy, disappointed. Out of the sea of misery exploded a cheerful bright smiley umbrella. Elated, with a feeling of happiness he shuffled amongst to the smooth music. Blue was fascinated and curious as he saw the commuters prance over wet puddles like ballet dancers.

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Aimee Walsh · 7th June 2019 at 8:35 am

As the evening approached everyone was coming home from work. It turned dark and cold and the street lights turned on. A storm started. The storm was getting grey and was even getting as dark as charcoal. The same colours were huddled together, they moved at the exacted same time. It was cold, foggy and damp. Out of the stormy grey cloud, burst an overjoyed sky blue umbrella. Enthusiastically, he pounced to the musical ,wet rain drops. Blue watched everyone stomping through the puddles and he was doing the same as a strictly come dancing dancer. It was astonishing.

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Amelia Platt · 7th June 2019 at 8:36 am

As the sunset, when the workers were starting to come home from their jobs , a suspicious storm began. The storm was grey like an inky pen. Moving in a expressionless huddle, the umbrellas marched emotionless, depressed and squished together. Out of the sea of misery, zoomed a coloured blue umbrella .Elated, with a feeling of relaxation, he tangoed amongst the musical raindrops dripping making a peaceful tune. Blue watched, inspired and amazed as he saw the commuters sprint over the puddle like an athlete running

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Amy Lannister · 7th June 2019 at 8:37 am

As the sun set, the workers left work and a storm began howling. The mysterious storm was as grey as a pebble on the beach .The moving umbrellas looked like they were miserable, squashed in a huddle and cramped. Out of the sea of hopeless, burst out a joyful light blue umbrella cheerful with a felling of calm he twirled with musical rain drops. Blue mesmerised amazed and surprised at the people jumping over the puddles like ballet dancers

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Archie Singleton · 7th June 2019 at 8:38 am

That evening, as the workers started to leave work a storm erupted. The storm was as black as leaking infected oil. Moving slowly as a mass of misery, the umbrellas formed a grumpy, depressed shield . Out of the sea of misery, blasted out a neon blue umbrella. Ecstatic , with a feeling of contentment , he tap danced along the musical raindrops. Blue watched inspired and curious as he saw the commuters leap over puddles like a tap dancer on stage.

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Charlie Bent · 7th June 2019 at 8:39 am

One late October evening at about five to 6 P.M, an attention calling storm came, as the workers left their jobs… As it came, the storm was taking over the sky as dark and inky as a dancing silhouette. Shuffling, the moody mass of expressionless umbrellas moved on grumpy, dead inside and boringly cuddled together. Out of the dramatic and stony-faced sea, shot out an enthusiastic blue umbrella! Optimistic, and a feeling of cheerfulness, he pirouetted high in the air dancing to the beat of the raindrops! Blue gazed in fascination, intrigued by the busy men and women prancing across pavement a beautiful mass of ace dance moves.

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Cleo Cowsill · 7th June 2019 at 8:39 am

That late October evening, when everyone was leaving there miserable work a storm started to brew. The frightful storm was as spooky as a haunted, sinister and forbidden forest. Moving, the exhausted umbrellas marched in an expressionless, miserable and toneless way unnoticed Out of the sea of stressfulness erupted an optimistic, hopeful bright blue umbrella. Ecstatic, with a feeling of hope he shimmied to the sound of raindrops hitting the floor heavily and lightly. Blue peered gob- smacked and intrigued as he took notice of the commuters dashing through puddles like The Flash rushing to save someone at the other side of the world.

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Darcie Collins · 7th June 2019 at 8:40 am

On that late October evening, as all the people left their office a giant storm began to happen. The storm was as scary as a black midnight sky and it is very disgraceful. Moving in a small group, the umbrellas marched their way along in a grey, small, together, group. Out of the sea of grey, shot out a surprised, bright blue umbrella. Ecstatic, with a brain full of happiness the blue umbrella tangoed its way across the musical droplets. Blue looked gob-smacked and amazed as he saw the people skip their way along the road

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Grace Dalton · 7th June 2019 at 8:41 am

Early that evening, as the workers were on their way home, a treacherous storm started brewing in the sky. The sky was black like grease from a cooking tray. Moving like a big wobbling jelly, the umbrellas quickly marched depressed, emotionless, together. Out of the sea of depression, exploded a loving sky blue umbrella. Elated, with a feeling of joyfulness, he waltzed amongst the pirouetting droplets coming from the ash-like sky. Blue gazed, fascinated and intrigued as he watched the workers as they splashed through the porpoise puddles.

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Harrie Hogan · 7th June 2019 at 9:15 am

Early at night, as the workers left work, a terrible storm had happened in New York. The storm was as black as a grey charcoal pebble. Moving as a very big group of expressionless faces, the grumpy umbrellas marched, depressed, moody, stony-faced. Out of the sea of expressionless faces, sprung a surprised bright blue umbrella. Enthusiastically, with a feeling of relaxation, he twirled with the sway of music. Blue watched, surprised and curious as he watched the commuters jump over the puddles like ballet dancers.

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Isabelle Barker-Gorse · 7th June 2019 at 9:16 am

At 12 o clock at night everyone rushed out of work but a storm was about to hit. The storm was treacherous and grey like a grumpy cloud. Moving colour a big herd of umbelellas marched expressionless,moodly,emotionless. Out of the sea of expressionless,sprung an enenthusiastic, bright sky blue umberella.Estatic ,with a feeling of contentment ,he boggied among the musical and magical raindrops .Blue glanced god-smacked and as he saw the workers zoom past, avoiding the rain and getting wet.

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Jacob Taylor · 7th June 2019 at 9:16 am

That October evening at 5’o’clock, hard workers are coming home to see their families during a stormy evening. The clouds were as colourless as a dove and the gloomy evening sky that were covered by the inkiest clouds that were as beautiful and onyx like as a raven. Grouching like a huddle of teenagers acting bored, the umbrellas grouched depressed, internal hell like and down together. Out of the sea of fading hope, bloomed a skyful of love, optimistic little blue umbrella rose! Jogging with a feeling of ecstaticment mood, slightly shuffling to the rhythm of the crystal clear drops of rain that are congaring. Blue nosily peeked at all of these ‘’objects’’ come to life.

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Jake Simpson · 7th June 2019 at 9:17 am

As it struck evening on a miserable winter day in New York the hard working workers were coming home from work and a storm began. The storm was as grey as iron burning in very hot lava .Walking umbrellas was limping miserably mysterious haunted gloomy together .Out of the sea of faded hope erupted a overjoyed bright blue umbrella. Ecstatic, with a feeling of excitement he boogies amongst the relaxingness raindrops. Blue watched gob smacked and fascinated as he saw the commuters leapt over the puddle like a joyful leap frog.

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Lillie-Rae Wilson · 7th June 2019 at 9:21 am

At night, all the workers were rushing home, when a storm came above them. The head lights were flickering. The clouds were as dark as charcoal. The storm was spreading with smoky grey fog. The umbrellas were crumpled up together and were marching miserably, bored, grumpy. Out of the sea of misery, quickly sprinted a glowing blue umbrella, with a feeling of cheerfulness and joyfulness. Blue gazed, gob smacked as the people stomped around.

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Lillie Sammon · 7th June 2019 at 9:22 am

When the clock struck 5 ‘o’clock, everyone started leaving work, when a terrible storm appeared in the sky. The petrifying storm was grey like a pebble. Moving, as a cramped group of grumpy umbrellas, they walked tired, hopeless, together.

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Millie Higgins · 7th June 2019 at 9:23 am

That cold evening, as the workers left work, a storm began to brew. The hazardous storm was grey like an expanding shadow taking over. Moving in a depressed mass of expressionless groups, the umbrellas marched in a grey, paranoid, bunch. Out of the sea of depression, burst a explosion of excitement it was a bright neon blue umbrella! Ecstatic, with a feeling of enthusiasm, he shuffled amongst the pirouetting raindrops. Blue watched, inspired and dumbfounded as he observed the commuters leap over puddles like professional flamenco dancers.

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OIiver Norton · 7th June 2019 at 9:23 am

As rush hour came, the workers rushed out the shops and schools and nursery as a storm brewed high in sky. The storm was as black as a raven flying through the midnight sky. Emotionlessly the umbrellas swayed along miserable, cramped, dull. Out of the sea of depression, erupted a cheerful sky blue umbrella. Ecstatic, he had a feeling of contentment, as he boogied amongst the congaing raindrops. Blue memorised and fascinated as he saw the commuters prance left and right.

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Thomas Pearson · 7th June 2019 at 9:24 am

As the sun went down, the workers started to leave work, then a storm began. The storm was as grey as burning ash from a factory. Moving expressionlessly, the umbrellas marched dark, gloomy, together. Out of the sea of expressionless faces exploded a bright blue umbrella. Ecstatic, with a feeling of joyful emotions, he tangoed down the streets of rain. Blue gazed quickly, curiously he saw joyful commuters hop over the puddles like dancers.

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Titas Cernauskas · 7th June 2019 at 9:26 am

At 5 ‘o’ clock while everyone left their jobs a hazardous chaotic colourless storm began. The storm was as pitch black as obsidian. Marching grey umbrellas were miserably moving as they kept getting in worse conditions. Out of the sea of boredom, exploded a joyful bright blue umbrella. Ecstatic, with a feeling of enthusiasm, he flossed amongst the cool raindrops. Blue gazed, spell bounded and curious, as he saw the people splash in the puddles.

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Olivia · 9th June 2019 at 1:08 pm

I enjoyed doing the blue umbrella and I loved the part when we written the sentences and it was interesting and I can’t wait until we watch the rest

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Jacob · 13th June 2019 at 1:31 pm

☂️ Blue the umbrella. ⛱️ Red the umbrella
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Grace Dalton · 13th June 2019 at 5:10 pm

I enjoyed doing this in English.

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