Well, what can I say? Starting year 5 in a year 6 class isn’t the easiest of things. Just the thought of it blows my mind. Worried? Not at all. Year 6 doesn’t faze me. Well at least that’s what I thought. There were some tough times that, as a year 5, I didn’t really know how to resolve. I always thought that I would never have to do much, but I was wrong. Being pushed to a level that any year 6 would be pushed to, but what kinda annoys me is that we don’t get to do the SATS after all my hard work. I will be ready as ever for year 6 though. I have nothing to lose. As the SATS approached and the pressure started to over flow, it felt like I was slowly fading away from the teachers. In a way, I was kinda glad. That was my time to chillax. But little did I know that I was gonna be helping out in URSA!! As the SATS started, I got more worried about going to Ursa. I don’t really know why. But to be honest, I actually enjoyed it. It kinda reminded me of when I was a year 2 It hasn’t been long since the SATS finished and in a strange way, I kinda didn’t want it to stop, but then again I’m pretty relieved to be back with the year 6’s. Things have changed, but I like change. Who knows what the future holds?