Lillian Ross is a Doric writer. She came to our school and told us a Doric story. We got  to choose the story. We got one about a silly boy called Jack.

By Sophie

In our class we have been learning about Prince Charlie and the Battle of Prestonpans. Here is the story: Prince Charlie and his men marched through Edinburgh to Prestonpans. The Redcoats marched from the other side of Edinburgh set up cannons and went to sleep in the tents. Luckily a farmer came and told the Jacobites a way round the bog. The Jacobites aimed the cannons facing the Redcoats. When the Redcoats woke up they were shocked and nearly all of them died.

By Ariana

There has been a comment about P4/5’s poem. They said they would like to hear our poem. This is our poem.

                                                     First catch your Haggis

Through the heather through the glen, go the highland hunting men. Wrapped warm in kilts gainst winter cold, only the bravest and the bold. For who knows where the haggis hides, amids these frozen mountain sides. In the loch with neeps and tatties, or lurking with the sheep and ratties. They seak him here they seak him there, but none can find the haggis lair. This cheiften of the pudding race, is lying low without a trace.

Primary 6 have learnt a poem called Spik Nae Evil and this is how it goes:

Fit is it aboot spikn scots that gets fowk in a styoo if I spik in oor countrys tounge I’m telt tae shut ma mou in skweel the teacher tells me “say ‘good morning ‘not fit like ? ‘ “but fan we dae scots poetry weel I’m nae mair the gype My mither noo is jist the same it’s nae that shes a moan but I’ve tae spik the proper way or I nivver will get on but tell me this if we’ve a tounge Fit wye is it nae gweed? Fit ‘s wrang wi Scotlands language that fowk wint tae see it deid? Ill dae my best tae keep it gyan it’s oor ain tounge ,ye see an it’s gweed eneuch for granda sae it’s gweed eneuch for me.Hope you like the poem!

by Evelyn & Rebekah