Pupils in Miss Higgins’ S2 class have been creating a word cloud based on their accumulated knowledge.
I see that toffee crisps rate highly!
Author Archives: Mrs Baird
The Life of Sherpa Norgay
All Lies I tell you
There are so many reasons pupils (and staff) give me for them NOT reading. “It’s too hard!”, It’s boring”, “None of my pals do it”.
But there are too sides to every story and hearing such comments made me think of the Costa winning YA book The Lies Tree by Frances Hardinge (available in the library, of course); of a tree in a village that rewards lies with truths … the bigger the lie the bigger the truth. Well worth a read.
For every it’s boring there is a it was amazing.. for every I can’t there is an I can.
Pop in to the library and take a look at our very own Lie Tree. And don’t let the lies we tell ourselves stop us from being the people we want to be.
#weareALLreaders
Cracker winners
Well done to all the pupils who put in the extra effort over the Christmas holidays and completed their 2 book cracker.
Here is a selection of the best reasons for reading at Christmas.
Reading at Christmas time is the best because…
“Its cold outside” Ben
“You have lots of time to relax, you can drink hot chocolate and you are still doing your English but not in class.” Erin
“It teaches you to appreciate what you have and be grateful you have a family.” Sara
“You can sit cosy and read whilst watching people silly enough to go outside in a storm, battling with their brolly.” Rachel
“It relaxes you in-between the chaos of family life at Christmas and gives you an excuse to get away from annoying members of your family.” Josh
“When you are cold you can snuggle up in your blankets and just read a book to relax. After that you can go for a wee sleep.” Portia
“I can sit on the sofa or bed in my PJs reading. I can have a cosy night with peppermint hot chocolate in my bed with fluffy slippers.” Emma
“I curl up next to the fireplace and the Christmas tree and read my book.” Sonia
“It is relaxing, fun and an enjoyable thing to do at this special time of year.” Alistair
“You get to cuddle up beside the fire and dig into a good book. You can stay up all night just reading and reading. Once you have read all the books you can go out and get more- they are on sale!” Zaynah
“You can curl up with a good book and hot chocolate, while it’s cold outside and you are all nice and toasty in the house with your head in another world.” Rhianna
“It relaxes you and takes away all the stress of Christmas; waiting for Santa to come.” Evy
“You can add in an extra helping of excitement to the fun of Christmas by reading an enthralling novel.”Zainah
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And the winners
“I am not going to be all cheesy and say the best thing about reading at Christmas is because I sit down and drink hot chocolate while reading.
I like reading books at Christmas because I read before bed and it helps me fall asleep quickly because at Christmas time I can’t get to sleep because I am so excited. P.S I love reading!” Olivia
“You can snuggle up on your bed or your couch in your pyjamas and get cosy whilst reading a good book.” Robbie
“You get to relax and it’s something you can look forward to; reading the next day.” Sophie
Smith competition winners
As part of a class project pupils were asked to mine interesting and unusual words from the classic ; Smith by Leon Garfied.
This is what the winning pupils came up with.
Winner
The Client – By Joseph
It was just another day. You know the usual; my secretary dextrously tapping away at her keyboard; me in the solitary confinement of my office, customary coffee in hand. The tapping came to a halt abruptly and I could vaguely make out the subtle tones of female voices. One was of course familiar to me. The other was not.
What followed was the subsequent tottering of my secretary’s heels and after a few seconds a brisk knock at my door.
In her sanctimonious tone, Miss Lancaster announced the arrival of a potential new client anxious to see me. I agreed and the lady was directed into my office. A little embarrassed I became aware of the rooms musty odour and I turned to open a window.
The lady introduced herself with a slight accent though she was proficient in English. She was beautiful but from her complexion I could detect she was flustered.
Comment:
My winner is … The Client. A crisp and clean short story. The new vocabulary fits well into the story and does not feel as if it has been put there for a class project. It reads like the beginning of a detective novel and already there are little clues as to what might happen next … strained relationship with a snotty secretary, musty room why? A client with an accent ooh exotic… so many questions … great!
Runner – Up
First Day by Jenna
She approached the door with circumspection. This was her first ever job and she had brooded over this moment a thousand times. Indecision of whether to knock or not passed through her. She looked behind her and could see her quaint little house standing sombre adjacent to all the others in the village. She wiped her hands on her livery disdainfully and knocked the door.
An affable man wearing a freshly pressed suit opened the door. “You must be the new maid”, he said gesturing for her to come in, “yes” she replied while looking around the huge hallway decorated with hatchments and paintings. “There is no need to look so peevish”, he smiles, “I’ll look after you”. He led her down towards the maid’s chambers. She blundered down the staircase and almost crashed into him. He laughed as he said “Don’t worry, you’ll get used to the darkness…”
Comment:
The New Maid story is second in my selection. It could have been taken right off the pages of a Bronte/ Austen novel. It was so easy to imagine the scene and it painted a vibrant picture of a vignette of someone’s life… and then there is the ending … pure Victorian Gothic horror “Don’t worry you’ll get used to the darkness.” It’s as if the author has closed the door on the new maid and we are left with only our imagination as to what the “darkness” might hold. Come back don’t go in there!
Third equal
The Present – by Joshua
On Christmas Eve I looked wistfully at the brightly coloured gifts under the tree. The lights from the Christmas candles and the tree lights made the pigment of the brightly shining gift wrap shimmer and glisten in the darkness. All that vexation over whether my mum’s present would arrive had been unnecessary. All the sanctimonious crowing from my sister over my lack of gift was finished.
I had bought my mum the best present ever! My sister’s complexion had changed dramatically; when she saw me briskly and dextrously wraps the immense gift. As my mum prepared the Christmas dinner in the scullery, I could sit back and relax, knowing everything was under control.
Comment:
The Christmas Eve story about the present was a great example of how less is more. It was a short, to the point, succinct and well – rounded story with hints to other unexplored themes – such as the relationship between the two sisters and the warmth of feeling from the writer to their mother… and you never do find out what the present is!
Third equal
Mean Girls by Caitlin
St David’s High is a high school in the west end of Glasgow. Channel, Alison, Brittany, Miranda and Jade think they are in the “in crowd” in fifth year. They strut the corridor with formidable attitude, glaring at the rest of the fifth years contemptuously. Part of their self-confidence comes from their prosperous background. Their sanctimonious attitude intimidates other girls. They were known as “the plastics” which gave them great eminence.
There were five girls in “the plastics” ranging from Channel who was at the top of the pyramid and felt she was unaccountable to anyone.
Next on the pyramid was Alison with her long blond hair and pretty face but her looks belied her felonious personality.
After Alison came Brittany the cheer captain who was very sporty and very popular despite her blasphemous mouth.
Although Miranda was not top of the pyramid you would be foolish to under estimate or get on the wrong side of her sarcastic, quick-witted tongue and shrewd personality.
Jade was the naive, vexatious airhead who impressed the group with her gentry background but if rumours were to be believed her dad’s impressive title had been bought off the Internet.
So, the moral of this story is “ all that glitters isn’t gold, because sometimes it’s just plastic”.
Comments:
Mean Girls brought 19th century vocabulary bang up to date and applied it very successfully – I could imagine those girls… in fact I think I went to school with some of them .. not in the 18th century and you can never go wrong with a story with a moral!
Well done to all the winners.
Creative responses – CPD
Here is a list of all the resources for the staff CPD on
Creative responses to … CFE.
AND for ease of clickology – they are linked.
If any break let me know.
Please also note that this is a living and breathing list and will be added to when I find more suitable sites OR if you find anything super and dandy I will add it on.
USEFUL ONLINE RESOURCES
WORDLE
TAGXEDO
ANIMOTO
POWTOON
TIMETOAST
PREZI
THINGLINK
PIKTOCHART
KAHOOT this is the link for staff
KAHOOT FOR PUPILS
SPIRAL EDUCATION
BUBBL.US
COMMENT BUBBLE
Alternatives to Google
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SCIENTILLION
EUROPEANA
WOLFRAMALPHA
CORE
Bibliography and referencing
RefMe
PLAGIARISM CHECKER
LIST.LY
CURATION TOOLS
DELICIOUS
PEARLTREES – please note that this site is blocked by ER
LIVEBINDERS
PINTEREST
Please note that I have hand-outs on how to use some of these web sites – so don’t bother creating your own just ask.
ENJOY!
Mrs Baird
Holocaust Memorial Day – Inge Auerbacher
As part of St.Ninian’s commemorations for Holocaust memorial Day we were honoured to welcome an amazing woman… Inge Aurbacher.
Inge’s story
Inge Auerbacher the only child of Regina and Berthold Auerbacher, was born in 1934, a year after the Nazis came to power. She lived in a small village in southern Germany where her father had his own textile business.
On the night of November 9th, 1938, just before Inge’s fourth birthday, countrywide acts of terror and destruction were carried out against Germany’s Jews. Inge’s father was arrested and sent to a concentration camp. After his release a few weeks later, the family realized the need to leave the country, but they had nowhere to go. They moved to her mother’s home town. Inge could no longer attend the local public school. In 1941, she was forced to wear the yellow star. In late 1941, Inge, her parents and her grandmother were told to report for “resettlement.” Her father, a disabled World War I veteran, obtained a postponement, but her grandmother was sent to Latvia where she was murdered.
On August 22, 1942, Inge and her parents were arrested and deported. Forced to leave all their possessions behind, they were sent to the Theresienstadt ghetto in Czechoslovakia. Conditions were horrendous. Always hungry, Inge and her parents constantly lived with the fear that they would be deported to the death camps in Poland. In the spring of 1945, the Germans began building gas chambers in Theresienstadt, where they planned to kill all the remaining Jews. But on May 8, 1945, Soviet troops entered the ghetto and ten year-oldInge and her parents were freed.
Of the 15,000 children who had been imprisoned at Theresienstadt, only 100 survived and Inge is one of them.
We would like to thank Inge for coming to the school and for being so gracious as to hand out awards for pupils S1-S6 who had successfully taken part in our creative responses competition.
As time moves on our opportunities to meet witnesses to these atrocities , to ask them questions and to feel their passion, diminishes. Inge left us with her story, some hugs and plenty of inspiration “it is your job to be everything today for those who are not here” and who can argue with that.
On Wednesday 27th a group of pupils will be attending the Scottish National Holocaust Memorial Day event at Falkirk town hall where we will be able to meet us with Inge again.
Pictures of the event
Holocaust Memorial Day Winners
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This is a selection of the winning entries to our Holocaust Memorial Day Creative Responses Competition 2016.
Pupils were asked to respond on the theme “Don’t Stand By” in the format of either a post-card, poem or photograph.
Winners will attend the national service in Falkirk Town Hall and also be presented with their certificates of achievement by Inge Auerbacher one of only 100 child survivors of Theresienstadt ghetto in Czechoslovakia.
Many thanks to all the pupils who took the time to take part.
Dear Mum,
hope you are doing well. Did you hear what was on the television? It was a man called Martin Luther King Jr. He stood up for his rights which he deserved. He didn’t just stand and listen to people say thing that are not true about his friends and family. He stood up and said “I have a dream” he spoke to 200,000 – 300,000 dissidents and millions of television viewers. I was one of them, he was very inspirational. I think that we should do something to help him. Maybe we should start a campaign or try to change the rights so he gets the rights he deserves. What are your thoughts please write back soon.
Love you lots,
Grace xxx</strong>
I just stood there, I didn’t move, even if I wanted to it wouldn’t be possible. Not then at least. Where I found myself was the history corridor of my school third period had just ended and I was headed to French but I was delayed because of something, that something being what I was seeing, my classmate on the floor and a beefy figure stood over him grinning while my classmate squirmed to get free of his iron grip. At that moment I had two choices: stay and help him or leave him to fend for himself. In the end I chose option B. as I would soon find out that was the wrong choice. Fast forward four weeks later that same boy the one I left to fend for himself was in front of me, he had many emotions on his face in the thirty seconds we were there, happiness wasn’t one of them. I couldn’t bare to look him in the face so when we had contact I averted my eyes so I wouldn’t have to look at what me being a coward had done to him, but I couldn’t just look away, I had to make sure that he was ok. He wasn’t. he had bruises all over his face and his eyes and lips were very puffy but also bright purple, still to this day I wonder what would have happened if I didn’t just stand by, I won’t make the same mistake again.
By James
It makes me wonder, wonder all day
What happened? To make people this way?
How can they watch? And merely stand by
As hundreds upon thousands of people … Die
These people shan’t be overlooked and neglected!
How can’t we feel? How can’t we be affected ‽
Have we fallen to a point, in our world and society
Where we lose all sense of humanity and piety?
We are one. We are the same. We are the human race,
And despite all differences, we all end up in the same place.
So all across the nations I say, open the doors! Let them in!
Because when we learn to love, that’s when life, truly begins.
By Tom
The person who hides behind a computer screen
Fingers typing hate filled messages
Click of a button that changes it all
The victim innocent and alone
Thoughts that could end a life
Coward of a bully who destroys it all
Their future, dreams, ambitions crushed
As nobody helped
People will die.
Don’t stand by.
By Maria
Excelsior!
Have you been inspired by recent library lessons? Are you a DC devotee or a Marvel maniac?
If so you might want to pop in to the library very soon to participate in this year’s Excelsior awards.
There are 8 great titles in the Senior Category and 5 in the Junior section.
How many you choose to read is up to you.
How do I get involved?
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All you have to do is read one of the books or two of the books or all of the books – how many is purely up to you. And with choices from Darth Vader to Dr Who to Oddly Normal and Ant Man there really is something for everyone (even a wee bitty o Manga for the back to front gang).
Senior selection
Junior selection
So whether you only read comics or have never read comics – come in and take part.
Aint no mountain high enough…
So, dear reader as you know each year for the past *coughs* number of years I have been running BIG projects with Woodfarm High and St.Ninian’s . This year I chose to include 60 pupils for my madness ion the scheme. Our focus has been the brilliant novel The Everest Files by Matt Dickinson and our end point will be playable board games based on the themes and ideas from the novel.
In the spirit of festive cheer and because the pupils have been working very hard I thought a wee coming together of the masses might be in order. Those of you who know the library will know that this is no mean feat as we are compact and bijou to say the least. However, nothing ventured and all that the scene was set for what shall go down in the annals of the school’s history as and I quote ” a bit crazy but great fun”.
Higgins’ Hairy Horrors and Beaton’s Beastly Baddies; as the classes were renamed, streamed in to the library to await their fate.
First on the cards was the bobble hat challenge- well warned each pupil was told to bobble up for the event – points were awarded and the horrors edged it with 22 bobblers versus 19 from the baddies.
We jogged on to round one – Avalanche Bingo – tensions were running high as sweaty paws grabbed bingo dabbers to cross off their Chumulungmas and their ice-axes… top scores went to the Baddies.
Our next activity included 3 pupils from each team plus a special guest – Olaf from Frozen for a surreal experience of pin the tail on the yeti!
There was a dizzying array of misplaced tails and it was Lucia who triumphed with a very near miss! 5 points to the horrors.
The most complicated and most dangerous game of all came next .. rescue the baby from Everest. For some reason a group of tiny babies ( jelly- not real) had been trapped at the top of Everest and it was up to 6 pupils from each team , wearing very large gloved and only using soup spoons to get them back down (luckily enough most real expeditions are better equipped). Time was not on our groups’ side and we are sad to report that there was a jelly fatality… more training I think would be needed if we were ever to put this into practice in the real world.
3 steady handed individuals and one teacher per class were invited to throw snowballs into a cup because that’s how we roll- and roll they did all over the floor – with each team scoring as they say in Eurovision Nil Point… for shame!
Our final events ran simultaneously- two intrepid explorers had to show their balancing skill by keeping rather large marshmallows on their head whilst groups of pupils with no skill ( it later transpired) tried to build their own Everests out of playing cards.
Well done to the balancing girls who did not drop their mallows .. um not much to say about the other group other than sometimes it’s the taking part that counts…
Amazingly after I had added up all the cores and then thrown them all away – both teams had won!.
yay sweeties and hoorays all round.
Thank you so much to all my brilliant pupils and a special thanks to Miss Beaton and Miss Higgins for letting me loose with the madness on what may be my last Christmas at St.Ninian’s after 20 years…