Have a (highland) fling with the SGPTA

If you would like to know your ‘Strip The Willow’ from your ‘Dashing White Sergeant’, then it’s time to get ready for the SGPTA Ceilidh!

Children and adults are welcome to attend this fun event on Friday 9th March 2018, 6pm to 9pm.

Tickets are priced at £10 for adults and £5 for children and are available, in advance, from Mrs Read in the School Office.

Food is included in the price of your ticket.
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On Monday, 26th February the High Sheriff of Kent (and former Spring Grove parent), George Jessel will be visiting Spring Grove and will speak to the children at our Monday morning assembly. Parents are invited to join him for pre-assembly morning coffee (at 8.30am) in the Sunley Hall prior to the assembly which begins at 8.50am.

The first recorded Shire Reeve was Redfrid in AD669. Since then holders of the title who acts as the monarch's representative in the county have included Sir Thomas Boleyn, the father of Anne Boleyn and a number of Spring Grove parents. George is not the first Jessel to have held the title.
Come and join us to find out more about the role and George's special focus during his year as High Sheriff.
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Do you want to appear in the Scotland v France matchday programme? Ask a question of Huw Jones via the Scotland Twitter page #ScottishRugby The best questions will make the programme. It would be great to see a question from a Spring Grove pupil....
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I showed this picture to the school on Monday, prior to Henry Shackleton’s visit . “Do you know what type of plane it is?” I asked.

“That’s a Lancaster 1D,” responded Joseph (Year 1). It turns out that he knows quite a few wartime planes and is joined in this interest by a number of his peers. Henry Shackleton personally signed Joseph's colouring book of planes when he visited on Thursday. A memory to treasure.
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3J led us in our assembly and retold the story of Rabbie Burns and his Ode to a Mouse. Well done to the laddies and lasses of Mrs Jones' class. Lovely talking, acting and playing. ... See MoreSee Less

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Haggis for lunch. We piped it in. We listened to Burns' great Ode to a Haggis and... the children loved it. A great many tried it and enjoyed it. Some asked for it to be put on the menu again.

Fair fa’ your honest, sonsie face,
Great Chieftain o’ the Puddin-race!
Aboon them a’ ye tak your place,
Painch, tripe, or thairm:
Weel are ye wordy of a grace
As lang’s my arm.

The groaning trencher there ye fill,
Your hurdies like a distant hill,
You pin wad help to mend a mill
In time o’need
While thro’ your pores the dews distil
Like amber bead.

His knife see Rustic-labour dight,
An’ cut you up wi’ ready slight,
Trenching your gushing entrails bright
Like onie ditch;
And then, O what a glorious sight,
Warm-reeking, rich!

Then, horn for horn they stretch an’ strive,
Deil tak the hindmost, on they drive,
Till a’ their weel-swall’d kytes belyve
Are bent like drums;
Then auld Guidman, maist like to rive
Bethankit hums.

Is there that owre his French ragout,
Or olio that wad staw a sow,
Or fricassee wad mak her spew
Wi’ perfect sconner,
Looks down wi’ sneering, scornfu’ view
On sic a dinner?

Poor devil! see him owre his trash,
As feckless as a wither’d rash
His spindle-shank a guid whip-lash,
His nieve a nit;
Thro’ bluidy flood or field to dash,
O how unfit!

But mark the Rustic, haggis-fed,
The trembling earth resounds his tread,
Clap in his walie nieve a blade,
He’ll mak it whissle;
An’ legs, an’ arms an’ heads will sned,
Like taps o’ thrissle.

Ye pow’rs wha mak mankind your care,
An’ dish them out their bill o’fare,
Auld Scotland wants nae skinking ware
That jaups in luggies;
But, if ye wish her gratefu’ pray’r,
Gie her a Haggis!
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