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	<title>P6/7 Scalloway Junior High School</title>
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		<title>Sci-Fun Event</title>
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		<description><![CDATA[P6/7 had a visit from staff and students from the University of Edinburgh and took part in a Sci-Fun Event in the Scalloway Junior High School games hall.  Lots of exciting demonstrations were held as well as over 20 activities for the children to take part in and learn about science.

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			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>P6/7 had a visit from staff and students from the University of Edinburgh and took part in a Sci-Fun Event in the Scalloway Junior High School games hall.  Lots of exciting demonstrations were held as well as over 20 activities for the children to take part in and learn about science.</p>
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		<title>P5 Hovercrafts!</title>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 14 May 2007 14:46:01 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[P5 spent the afternoon experimenting with their hovercrafts today!  Using a balloon, a cotton reel and an old CD they made hovercrafts which allow the air from the ballon to lift the CD up on a cushion of air.  To make this last even longer Mr Skea brought in massive punching balloons which worked really [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>P5 spent the afternoon experimenting with their hovercrafts today!  Using a balloon, a <a href="http://scalloway1.edublogs.org/files/2007/05/mvc-010f.JPG" title="mvc-010f.JPG"></a>cotton reel and an old CD they made hovercrafts which allow the air from the ballon to lift the CD up on a cushion of air.  To make this last even longer Mr Skea brought in massive punching balloons which worked really well.  From this activity P5 learnt that air can be used to hold things up!</p>
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		<title>Paper Hat Enterprise Simulation</title>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 18 Apr 2007 15:38:19 +0000</pubDate>
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P6/7 from Scalloway JHS are starting a project on enterprise. On the 17th of April, their first activity began by producing and selling, novelty paper hats.
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There were four groups of six, and one group of seven. Each group had a leader, a book-keeper, a seller, a material buyer, a quality control manager and everyone else [...]]]></description>
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<p align="left">P6/7 from Scalloway JHS are starting a project on enterprise. On the 17<sup>th</sup> of April, their first activity began by producing and selling, novelty paper hats.</p>
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<p align="left">There were four groups of six, and one group of seven. Each group had a leader, a book-keeper, a seller, a material buyer, a quality control manager and everyone else chipped in to help make as many hats as possible.</p>
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<p align="left">Every group started with a pack showing them: how to run the business, a planner, a diagram showing them how to make the hats, and a fake fiver. With the fiver we had to buy materials to make the hats. For every five hats we sold to our teacher, we received fake £25, but they had to be sold in sets of five hats and every hat had to have perfect folded corners and a rim of exactly 4cm high.</p>
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<p align="left">We had a break for one minute every ten minutes for maintenance to the factory. After each break we were given the opportunity to purchase materials to make our hats.</p>
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<p align="left">At the end, we counted up how much profit we had made, and handed out salary to the workers and leader. The workers were paid £5 a day, and they had been working for 4 days, so their overall pay was £20. The leader, got paid £10 a day, and also worked for 4 days, so their overall pay was £40.</p>
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<p>We all really enjoyed this activity and we thought that it gave us an opportunity to see how businesses work</p>
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		<title>Hakki&#8217;s Diary By Kaylee P6</title>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 27 Mar 2007 16:09:34 +0000</pubDate>
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      20th March 1835    
 Woke up dis moarnin, got my clase on. Telt mam dat I wis gain ta fitch some mair paets. She tocht a o da cerring yisterday wid o laid me by but na na. I den geed oot ya da baarn an got da Kishie. I geed outside an stood for a [...]]]></description>
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<p class="MsoNormal"><span><span>      </span></span><font face="Times New Roman"><span>20<sup>th</sup> March 1835<span>   </span></span><span><span> </span></span></font></p>
<p><span><font face="Times New Roman"> </font></span><span><font face="Times New Roman">Woke up dis moarnin, got my clase on. Telt mam dat I wis gain ta fitch some mair paets. She tocht a o da cerring yisterday wid o laid me by but na na. I den geed oot ya da baarn an got da Kishie. I geed outside an stood for a minute lookin oot at a dae hooses in da village. Den I headed ower ta da hill tae fitch da paets. </font></span></p>
<p><span></span><span><font face="Times New Roman">Win I got back tae da hoose I fun Mam half lain in da chair, fice drawn. But before I cood say enyting she wis up biggen da paets up arood ta gloowin embers o da fire. She den telt me ta go an pit da rest o da paets inta da paet neuk. As I did dat I saw her walken ower ta da meal-kist. She said she was goin ta make some broonies befor da ither 2 got up. Mam telt me ta go an maet da kye I asked her if I cood gee a grain mair ta ald Flecky. It’s so sad, shes gitten weaker an weaker by da day. Mam agreed but I wis only alood ta gee her a peeerie bit mair or weed run oot.<span id="more-28"></span></font></span></p>
<p><span></span><span><font face="Times New Roman">Win I got ta da byre I geed stret ta Flecky. I geed her a pat but I tink she wis mair intested in ta food in me hand.</font></span><span><font face="Times New Roman">I had ta move on quickly fur da ithers were gitten jealous. Sholma wis even peeken inta Fleckys maet. After her I geed ta young Blacky Fleckys calf. Wha fur da first time is in calf herself. Blacky wid of iten me hand if I had letten she wis so hungry.</font></span></p>
<p><span></span><span><font face="Times New Roman">Efter I had fed dem a I headed up tat a hill burn ta git some water fur da kye. I did dat a few times but when I came back fur da last time I heard somebody shoutin at me. It wis Henry, he telt me dat mam wanted me an tae hurry. I ran doon ta da hoose as fast as I cood. Win I got inta da hoose I fun mam standen motionless ower her baken. She telt me ta ging an fitch ald maalie but as I wis headen fur da door she stopped me an said I shood hay something ta ite first. I wisna gan tae disagree we mam at dis moment so abayed her wishes. I set me sel doon an mam gave me a cup o tae an a broonie. I gulped me tae and we me broonie in me hand I rushed oot da door. In da distans I cood heer mam shoutin t aging up ahint Tislafeild fur Lizzie Tammason is da biggest gossip doos ever met. I eventually made it ta Mallies door. Thankfully Lizzie didna see me. I waited a second ta figure oot wit I wis gan ta say first. Win I wis ready I pulled th rope nockeer. I had to duck as always to get in the door but nearly banged my head. Der wis a smell comen oot o her hoose o paets an cats. Whin I got in ta da hoose I could see ald Mallie hunched on a stool ower by her fire. I geed forward a bit den felt something rub against me leg. Luckily it wis jist Mallies cat. Whin I wis jist aboot ta spik she got in afore me. She even got why I wis dar in a oner. She den sed how she brought us inta da wirld. I asked her if she wis comen she sed dat I shood geng an she’de be in a start. So I did as I wis telt. Ageen I ran as fast as I coold dodging everything in my path. I hed ta slow doon because I coold see Lizzie Tammason up a heed.I walked ower but she started ta spik ta me. Every time I finished spiken I edged a wye a bit mar. Eventually I got awye. Den I met Peter he telt me dat Mam wis i da bed an Henry hed geen ta Hamrigert ta Aunty Willa. </font></span></p>
<p><span></span><span><font face="Times New Roman">I entered da ben end an mam started ta spik. I cood hardly hear her. I telt her dat ald Mallie wid be in a start. Mam sed ta me tae ging ta Kurkigert ta git granny. </font></span></p>
<p><span></span><span><font face="Times New Roman">So I geed. I always love goin ta Kurkigert whiin I’m der I’m da centre o attention. Ald Daa always tells me different, intrestin an fun stories. A da sheep lifted der heeds as I ran past, it wis kinda funny. As I ran I pasted a whole load of people I waved ta dem aa. As I got ta North Moostoft I met ald Rasmie Peterson, he most be well owre seventy noo. He telt me it wis comin a richt moorie so ta be careful, an he wis richt. Wee wit Rasmie hed sed in me heed I heeded aff ageen. </font></span></p>
<p class="MsoBodyText"><font face="Times New Roman">Whin I eventually med it ta da tap o da hill I looked doon on Weisdale as I always do. I quickly headed aff ageen dodging the miry holes an jumping owre clumps o heather. I started ta see da Kurkigert hill dykes but at da sam time a gust o wind brocht doon a fall of snowflakes all around me. The moorie cam on heavy in no time. The worst ting wis I wis still a good half hour fay me destatnaion. So I turned up me collar. I cent if I kept da wind a on me left cheek I wid be gain I da right direction. I started to think of poor Jonny in the 1835 moorie. I just hoped I wouldn’t be like him. I started to get colder. The one thing that kept me goin was the thought of nearly seein Ald Daa and granny. At one point I lost my footing an fell tae da snow. But I wis lucky I managed ta git ta me feet. Dat wis whin I noticed the wind wis ahint me instead o on me left, I paniced. I got mesel so dat da wind wis on me left an geed ageen. As I got closer to daas I started to see how weak I was. Whin I tried ta git up I always fun mesel lyin on da waa ageen. I kin mind fanting infront o da door but not much ider fur dat day. Da only ider ting dat I can breffly mind o dat day is Daa an granny always asken if I wis fellin ony better.</font></p>
<p><span><font face="Times New Roman">But Da next moarnin me an Daa set aff hem the snow wis still pretty deep so it took wis a peerie while.</font></span><span><font face="Times New Roman">Whin we eventually med it hem my legs were so tired. I wis limping because I hurt me leg I da snaw. We geed inside ta da warmth o da fire. </font></span></p>
<p><span></span><span><font face="Times New Roman">I asked Aunty Willa if In cood ging an see mam, she telt me I cood but I hed ta tak aff o me first. </font></span><span><font face="Times New Roman">Whin I geed in ta see mam she wis lien in da bodem box-bed. I telt her dat granny coodna com cause o da snaw but wid come win it cleared.</font></span><span><font face="Times New Roman">It wis some experience yesterday but I hope I never have ta go through it ageen. Night.</font></span><span><font face="Times New Roman"><span> </span></font></span><span><font face="Times New Roman"> </font></span><span><font face="Times New Roman"><span> </span></font></span><span><font face="Times New Roman"> </font></span></p>
<p>By Kaylee P6</p>
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		<title>Hakki&#8217;s Diary By Kirsten P7</title>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 27 Mar 2007 15:57:27 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[20-3-43  
Dear diary,
Sorry I haven’t written in a few days but I have had a terrible couple of days. 
First of all I had to go to Kurkigert to visit granny and granddad, because mam was about to give birth to another bairn. I ran over the hill of Moostoft to get there, and a really bad [...]]]></description>
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<p><span></span><span><font face="Times New Roman">Dear diary,</font></span></p>
<p><span></span><span><font face="Times New Roman">Sorry I haven’t written in a few days but I have had a terrible couple of days.</font></span><span><font face="Times New Roman"> </font></span></p>
<p><span></span><span><font face="Times New Roman">First of all I had to go to Kurkigert to visit granny and granddad, because mam was about to give birth to another bairn. I ran over the hill of Moostoft to get there, and a really bad blizzard came. I was up to my knees in snow. I nearly lost my way there. I was quite scared I did not know where I was going or who’s house I was going to knock on.</font></span><span><font face="Times New Roman"> </font></span></p>
<p><span></span><span><font face="Times New Roman">When I got to Auld Daas, I collapsed at the front door. I don’t remember much after that but granny said that I was really cold and nearly took me to hospital, When I woke up about a couple of hour after I arrived I told granny that mam needed some help delivering the baby.</font></span><span><font face="Times New Roman"> </font></span></p>
<p><span></span><span><font face="Times New Roman">I got home the next day because the weather was so bad that Auld daa couldn’t get the cart. When I got home mam said that she lost the baby. I was so sad, I wish dad was here then he would know what to do, and he could help get the whole family back on track. Mum said that she was fine but I knew deep down she was sad, I think she would have liked another baby. I would not have minded if I got another brother or sister.</font></span><span><font face="Times New Roman"> </font></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span><font face="Times New Roman">I hope nothing more is going to happen to our family, I think we have suffered enough. But if anything does happen to our family then I wish dad will be here, then we can get through it as a family.</font></span><span><span>      </span></span></p>
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<p><span><span>By Kirsten P7</span></span><span></span></p>
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		<title>Shetland Dialect Weather Poems</title>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 06 Mar 2007 08:34:43 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[On Thursday the 1st of March P6/7 recorded some Shetland Dialect poems about the weather.  We used the webcam to record the poems in groups.  Everyone made a really good effort at trying to pronounce some of the tricky dialect words then we had a go at translating the poems into English.  The hardest part [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>On Thursday the 1st of March P6/7 recorded some Shetland Dialect poems about the weather.  We used the webcam to record the poems in groups.  Everyone made a really good effort at trying to pronounce some of the tricky dialect words then we had a go at translating the poems into English.  The hardest part of all was making sure that no one laughed during the recording as everyone had to be really quiet!!</p>
<p>Please have a listen and tell us what you think.</p>
<p><a href="http://scalloway1.edublogs.org/files/2007/03/the-peerie-brichtsome-breeze.wav" title="the-peerie-brichtsome-breeze.wav">the-peerie-brichtsome-breeze.wav</a></p>
<p><a href="http://scalloway1.edublogs.org/files/2007/03/tunder.wav" title="tunder.wav">tunder.wav</a></p>
<p><a href="http://scalloway1.edublogs.org/files/2007/03/da-hairst-ree.wav" title="da-hairst-ree.wav">da-hairst-ree.wav</a></p>
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		<title>The Green Whale</title>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 01 Mar 2007 16:48:31 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[ A review by Kaylee and John P6



Scalloway School gave the drama group Lickety-spit a very warm welcome on the 14th February 2007. Lickety-spit is a drama group made up out of quite a few small groups. The one that was up had four people from Edinburgh. There names were Itxso Moreno who played Balexto, Johnny [...]]]></description>
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<p><span>Scalloway School gave the drama group Lickety-spit a very warm welcome on the 14th February 2007. Lickety-spit is a drama group made up out of quite a few small groups. The one that was up had four people from Edinburgh. There names were Itxso Moreno who played Balexto, Johnny Austin who played Nin &amp; Finn, Sean Hay who played Fitz &amp; Captain Crill and Sarah Hawork who played Oona &amp; Isabella. Big Betty was the boat, which was the center of each scene. </span><span><span> </span></span></p>
<p><span><span></span>The play began with Balexto drifting out to sea as a small child. The boat began to sink and the Green Whale came and saved her. Since then she had been living on the Big Betty. The three children called Finn, Oona and Fitz had skipped school one day and went down to the pier. There they found the Big Betty. They stood and spoke for a bit speaking about whether they should go to sea or not. They were encouraged by Captain Crill to go. They thought if they came home with lots of money there mother wouldn’t care about them leaving. </span></p>
<p><span></span><span>The other people that were on the boat were skipper Nin and cook Isabella (retired queen of Spain). She had gone back with Captain Crill when he was still a pirate. That was also the experience that had made him retire from being a pirate. On the trip the children became great friends with Balexto. Of course they also helped to keep her secrecy of being on the boat. One day on the trace to catch the green whale, they got trapped in the green whale. Luckily he opened his mouth and floated them out in a bubble.</span><span>While the Green whale was still there Captain Crill told us about the whale baby and how he had saved that poor child. That was when they figured out that Nin was the whale baby. In the end Nin gets on the whale on an adventure to find his family. Balexto was happy for him but also upset. She knew her family was gone so went home with Oona and her brothers. The children in the audience also really enjoyed the added extra of fresh oranges in the interval.<span>      </span></span><span> </span><span> </span></p>
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		<title>Primary 6 go electric!!!</title>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 21 Feb 2007 17:39:34 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Primary 6 have been doing work on electricity.  A few weeks ago we made up our own quizzes.  When you correctly match up a question to its answer then the bulb should light up.  This is because the electric circuit has been made complete and means that the current can flow all around the circuit and light [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p><a href="http://scalloway1.edublogs.org/files/2007/02/mvc-026f.JPG" title="mvc-026f.JPG"></a><a href="http://scalloway1.edublogs.org/files/2007/02/mvc-022f.JPG" title="Match the actor or actress to the character they have played!"></a>Primary 6 have been doing work on electricity.  A few weeks ago we made up our own quizzes.  When you correctly match up a question to its answer then the bulb should light up.  This is because the electric circuit has been made complete and means that the current can flow all around the circuit and light up the bulb! </p>
<p>We have also learnt that the current (the flow of electricity) is the same all around a circuit and that adding more bulbs into a circuit will mean that the bulbs don&#8217;t shine so bright.</p>
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<p>Today we made model lighthouses.  We used reed switches that switch on when a magnet comes near them.  By putting a magnet on a wheel we could turn the wheel manually making the bulb flash on and off!</p>
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		<title>P6/7 Visit Crofthouse Museum</title>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 20 Feb 2007 12:03:13 +0000</pubDate>
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On Tuesday the 13th of Februrary P6/7 went on a visit to the Crofthouse Museum.  The bus picked the class up at 9.15am and took us down to the museum.  The class was split into two groups because the croft was so small there wasn&#8217;t enough room for everyone in there at once.  The first group [...]]]></description>
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<p>On Tuesday the 13th of Februrary P6/7 went on a visit to the Crofthouse Museum.  The bus picked the class up at 9.15am and took us down to the museum.  The class was split into two groups because the croft was so small there wasn&#8217;t enough room for everyone in there at once.  The first group went down whilst the second group had to stay on the bus where they kept themselves amused for half an hour.</p>
<p>The door into the crofthouse was tiny and inside it was really cold.  The guide showed us the but end, ben end, the byre and the barn.  The crofthouse had no windows as they needed to keep all the heat in the house.  Heat came from a peat fire in the but end and also from the body heat from the animals kept in the byre!!</p>
<p>Particular highlights of the trip were seeing the boxbeds, learning that the byre wasn&#8217;t cleaned out all winter (smelly!) and also the random singing on the bus (twinkle twinkle little star?!).</p>
<p>A big thankyou to the parent helpers who came along.</p>
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		<title>Hakki&#8217;s Diary by Vanessa P7</title>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 13 Feb 2007 17:41:16 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[18th March 1843 

Last night I overheard mam and dad speaking about dad going to the Greenland whaling and mam having a baby (cool). I also heard dad say that I would help out. I felt proud. 
Today I was feeling sad because dad was going to the whaling for 6 months. Then we all sat down [...]]]></description>
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<p><span></span><span>Last night I overheard mam and dad speaking about dad going to the Greenland whaling and mam having a baby (cool). I also heard dad say that I would help out. I felt proud.</span><span> </span></p>
<p><span></span><span>Today I was feeling sad because dad was going to the whaling for 6 months. Then we all sat down at the table fir some gruel and tea. Dad got ready and started to walk but I caught up with him and asked if I could walk with him or carry something for him. He said I could but only as far as Cova. Dad let me carry his claes bag it was very heavy but I acted normal.  </span></p>
<p><span></span><span>Dad said some parting words he said that maybe I would get to go to Greenland next year which made me excited.</span><span> </span></p>
<p><span></span><span>On my way home I met Henry leaning over the side of the burn he was looking at a troot he told me to watch the troot while he went to get his rod the troot swam away so I told Henry and I went tae da hoose.</span><span> </span></p>
<p><span></span><span>When I got home mam was sitting in front of the fire with her knitting needles in her hands. Mam got up and did her usual routines of tea making. She told me to sit down and have a cup of tea.</span><span> </span></p>
<p><span></span><span>Mam and me spent the rest of the day taking cows muck out of the byre and into the midden. I was glad to it over with because it stunk up to the high heavens. </span></p>
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