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A Visit to Whitelee Windfarm near East Kilbride

On November 3rd 2011 P6M visited Whitelee Windfarm. The weather was good to us and we enjoyed a great day. This windfarm is the largest on-shore windfarm in Europe. At the moment there are 140 turbines with 75 more planned for the near future. Each turbine can produce enough electricity to service 1 300 homes.

In the morning we explored just a small area, making our way along the tracks until we got to the reservoirs. The wind turbines were gigantic and although you could hear a whooshing noise as the blades turned they weren’t noisy. Whilst standing underneath the turbine you could easily carry on a conversation without having to raise your voice. We were enjoying ourselves so much that we had to get back to the visitor centre quickly to get our lunch before the second part of the visit began.

In the afternoon we split into two groups. One group went on the tour and into the exhibition inside the visitor centre whilst the other group went into the workshop to conduct an experiment to find out how many blades and what shape blades would give the best output.

P6M Mini Basketball Tournament

Today was the last session of basketball for P6M and we held a mini house tournament. We tried to use all the throwing, catching and dodging skills we have been practising during our lessons.

The competition was fierce and the pace fast. Everyone played hard and there were displays of excellent passing, catching, intercepting and dodging. Well done to all scorers but especially Jack, Sandra, Jamie and Calum who scored some great baskets.

The scores were as follows:-

Fleming v Baird  2:2,Livingstone v Watt 0:0, Baird v Watt 4:6, Livingstone v Fleming 0:6,  Livingstone v Baird 2:6, Fleming v Watt 4:2

Solar Power

As part of our topic work we have been investigating solar power.  We have some small photovoltaic cells that converts light to electrical energy to power a small motor.  Before the October holiday we wired up the photovoltaic cells to the motor and got it working.  We had a go at wiring it up the opposite way and found that the motor whizzed around in the opposite direction.

Today we worked in our groups to make a working model using solar power.  We had some very grand ideas and found with the materials we were using our ideas didn’t always work and we had to make some adaptations – some minor and some major. In the end each group managed to make a model they could be proud of. All the models had a moving part powered by solar power and everyone was very pleased with their afternoon’s work.

Look at our photos. What do you think?

Co-operative Learning

The pupils in Primary 6M have collected materials that can be recycled and used them to make musical instruments. Each group has been very creative and have had some fantastic ideas.  They have used their instruments to compose and record music to compliment the lyrics they had written in an earlier session.  All their hard work is in post production and will be released to the general public soon. Look at our photos of the groups with their instruments below.

Shieldhill Wind Farm

The children in Primary 6 have made there own wind farm.  They worked in pairs to read and follow the instructions to make a windmill. The task involved close reading, careful measuring and manipulating the parts to fit together. When they had made one they made another. After careful design and decoration they look absolutely fab. Do you agree?

Metaphors

In Primary 6 we have been learning how to recognise metapors in our reading and how to write them.

We have all written colour metaphor poems. I wonder if you can guess the colours from the clues?

What colour am I ?

It is a burning hot sun.

It is a lovely new summer’s day.

It is a fox hunting for its prey after killing a bird.

It is a brick house wall waiting for someone to live in it.

It is the colour of Irn Bru.

by Abbie Wilson

What colour am I?

It is an orange spilled upon a magnifier.

It is a polished bowling ball across the, sun, burning it.

It is a hovering banana, glowing in colour.

Can you guess? It is a dirty first place badge shining?

This colour is spilled upon the shy sky at sun set.

by Adam Hughes

What colour am I?

It is really bad anger.

It is blood running through our bodies.

It is painfull angry sunburn.

It is beautiful Spanish dress.

It is the colour of the fizzy cola can.

By Aiden McCarroll

What colour am I ?

It is a big puffy doll’s dress ,

It is the tulips in the garden ,

It is bright the same as the sun,

It is one of the happiest colours,

It is a girls favourite colour.

By Ben Wilson

What colour am I?

It is a beautiful skirt with glitter.

It is a shiny diamond.

It is the colour of eve’s pencil case.

It is a big and beautiful skirt.

It is the colour of royalty.

By Caitlin McCormack

What colour am I ?

It is the tin man that walks along in shame.

It is the solid coin that falls from heaven.

It is the iron satellite that falls to earth.

It is the metal round the rubber on the top of my pencil.

By Callum Orr

What colour am I ?

It is the swift shadows lurking in the darkness.

It is the field that is haunted at midnight.

It is the forest where the fox lurks ready to pounce

It is the fun park that is very scary

It is the fur on the bear  that is very rough

By Jack Stevenson

What Colour Am I?

It is a nice gem sparkling majestically,

It is a wall plain and bear,

It is very runny blood dripping down something mischevieously,

It is a sports car zooming away with speed,

It is a pen crossing work in shame!

By Callum Barnes

What colour am I?

It is a beautiful clear sky

It is the centre of the ocean

It is the brilliant colour of the Rangers strip

It is the colour of the freezing cold tap

It is the colour of denim jeans.

By Calum Erskine

What colour am I ?

It is the night sky.

It is a rock falling off a mountain.

It is a cat meowing at me.

It is Darth Vader dancing.

It is the Devil creeping up behind me with a body.

By Cameron Walker

What Colour Am I?

It is the creamy chocolate I love to eat.

It is the rough, lumpy bark on an old Oak tree.

It is the crispy leaves in Autumn.

It is my toy bunny I’ve had since my first Easter.

It is the mud I’ve just stepped into.Oh no, it’s not mud,

 It’s poo!

By Catriona Thomson

What colour am I?

It is the misty sky at midnight.

It is the spider creeping up beside me.

It is the gair of the witches cat sitting on a broom.

It is the dark road sleeping on the ground.

It is the chalky blackboard waitng to be cleaned.

By Chloe Gibson

What colour am I?

It is the rough bark on the tree.

It is fire wood burning away.

It is the bulk dog’s hare.

It is the smooth chocolate bar.

It is the colour of the earth.

By Christopher Glass

What  colour am I ?

It is the sky on a sunny day.

It is a treasure chest filled with sapphires.

It is a water fall.

It is nice as paint.

It is the lovely sea.

By Craig Reid

 

 

What colour am I?

It is the colour of the Manchester united home top for 08, 09, 10 and also 2011.

It is the blood in your long veins.

It is the colour of the Chinese flag.

It is the cool colour of cola cans.

By Dylan Brown

What colour am I?

It is the midnight sky.

It is a dark cat with glowing eyes.

It is the empty room in the house.

It is a shadow creeping up behind me.

It is the the gloomy skirt on the small angry girl.

By Eva Lyon

What colour am I?

It is love that is growing between a girl and a boy.

It is blood pouring from a scab.

It is roses growing in the beautiful garden.

It is a strawberry that is so sweet.

It is lips that meet in the middle.

By Eve Cattanach

What Colour am I

It is dark, lumpy tarmac.

It is the bloodsucking bat.

It is the killer whale striking it prey.

It is a spider catching flys in its web.

By Jamie Thomson

What colour am I?

It is a sparkling  jewel

It is as clear as water

It is a shiny diamond ring

It is a roll of tin foil

It is the colour of the moon

By Keira McNeill

What colour am I?

It is a sparkley gorgeous jewel.

It is the spikey clouds.

It is the paper shining.

It is the colour of the polorshirts.

By Kiana Thomson

What Colour Am I?

It is the, jewelled grass I see each morning.

It is a beautiful field of grass.

It is the trees that flow in the wind.

It is a new huge bush in my garden.

It is the massive hills I see through my bedroom window.

By Lauren Goodbrand

What colour am I?

It is the sweet, sugary, rocky sherbet.

It is the marching grass, always better on the other side.

It is the thick oozing lime drink, skooshing out the huge fat alien.

It is the never ending, slide like, empty, lonely moor,

Said to have deadly dangerous monsters

Tthat like to lurk about in the dead of night.

It is the tall, dark, shadowy trees, that seem

Tto talk to each other saying “swishy swashy”,

Telling you to get off their long, stretched land.

By Matthew Calderwood

What colour am I?

It is dark like the clouds on a rainy day.

It is a empty room with the lights switched off.

The colour of a extremely creepy spider.

By Rachel Penman

What colour am I ?

It is the juicy morning grass in my garden.

It  is the moss that lays on the path.

It is the brightness of the leaves on the trees,

It is the deep dark shade of the speed boat,

It is the colour of my dog’s collar.

By Robbie Fleming

What colour am I?

It is the colour of the class room phone.

It is the long hard ladder in the rainy day.

It is the big dictionary on the table.

It is the colour of a long fluffy hair of a cat.

It is the ugly fat cupboard in the class.

By Sandra Bennett

What colour am I?

It is treasure in the hidden caves,

It’s the kings dishes.

It’s the king and Queen’s crown,

It mostly goes with silver.

It’s the colour of jewellery.

By Scott Anderson

The Country Wind by The Chattery Chipmunks

The Country Wind

The pitch-black clouds raced across the grey sky.

The howling wind tore quickly through the vast, mighty forest.

Brown, crinkly leaves travelled majestically to the forest floor.

The dead branches clattered noisily to the soft, mossy ground.

The cranky, old, red fox scattered stiffly

To its death from an oncoming branch.

By The Chattery Chipmunks

The Country Wind by The Marshmallow Pandas

The Country Wind

The deadly wind tears through the creepy forest.

Rapidly the leaves spin downwards off the trees.

Quickly the old branches crash to the moss covered ground.

The old, grumpy, grey fox scurries to his damp earth.

The dark, mighty clouds fly across the vast, gloomy sky.

Angrily the old, constipated, ugly farmer

Slams his ragged door on the mad day.

By The Marshmallow Ninja Pandas

The Country Wind by The Royal Stars

The Country Wind

The ferocious wind raced through the deep, dark forest.

Dramatically the leaves fiercely dropped the trees.

Branches anxiously die down to the covered up ground.

The old fox sprinted quickly to his underground lair.

Dark clouds rush upon the motionless pitch-black sky.

Rapidly the farmer slammed his dog shut.

By The Royal Stars

The Country Wind by The Cheeky Chinchillas

The Country Wind

The powerful wind tore through the deep, scary forest.

Old ragged leave stumbled down off the moss-covered tree.

Broken branches thundered to the wet, squidgy ground.

The old, sly fox scurried quickly to his damp underground earth.

Angrily the dark clouds thundered across the gloomy sky.

The old crabbit farmer slammed his door ferociously on the dark day.

By The Cheeky Chinchillas