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Read the first chapter of the chocolate factory by Roald Dahl. Above that is a picture of the first room that they go into. Your task: 
Design your own room that would fit into Willy Wonka's factory! 

Make it detailed and label it with the different parts that you would have. 

For Activity 4, I would like you to read through the non-chronological report about werewolves. Once you feel confident, I would like you to imagine that you are a news reader live on Newsround. There have been reports of Werewolves in Leeds! Write a script and then perform your report.

Book Talk

Have a read of the poem below and think about the questions:

What did you like?

What did you dislike?

What puzzled you?

What connections can you make?

Dentist and the Crocodile by Roald Dahl

The crocodile, with cunning smile, sat in the dentist's chair.

He said, "Right here and everywhere my teeth require repair."

The dentist's face was turning white. He quivered, quaked and shook.

He muttered, "I suppose I'm going to have to take a look.""I want you," Crocodile declared, "to do the back ones first.

The molars at the very back are easily the worst."

He opened wide his massive jaws. It was a fearsome sight––

At least three hundred pointed teeth, all sharp and shining white.

The dentist kept himself well clear. He stood two yards away.

He chose the longest probe he had to search out the decay.

"I said to do the back ones first!" the Crocodile called out.

"You're much too far away, dear sir, to see what you're about.

To do the back ones properly you've got to put your head

Deep down inside my great big mouth," the grinning Crocky said.

The poor old dentist wrung his hands and, weeping in despair,

He cried, "No no! I see them all extremely well from here!"

Just then, in burst a lady, in her hands a golden chain.

She cried, "Oh Croc, you naughty boy, you're playing tricks again!"

"Watch out!" the dentist shrieked and started climbing up the wall.

"He's after me! He's after you! He's going to eat us all!"

"Don't be a twit," the lady said, and flashed a gorgeous smile.

"He's harmless. He's my little pet, my lovely crocodile."