The Cross Country run was so much fun the people that ran it were Jonathon, Joe, Connor and Rory we all really enjoyed it. We were all happy with the place that we came.

As part of their Health and Wellbeing Primary 4 and 5 have been making some delicious healthy snacks. Last week they made banana and strawberry smoothies. This week they made a snack of hummus, vegetables and pitta  bread. They all enjoyed tucking in !

We have been writing Scottish poetry and we have had fun recording them. We have made them into Podcasts and we hope that you enjoy listening to them!

Sam

Lily

Ross

Brooke

Thomas and Hugh

We have had fun writing Scottish poems and we have recorded them and have made podcasts so that you can listen to them. We hope that you enjoy listening to them!

Jackson M and Charlie

Felix and Jackson F

Isla and Meg

Brendan and Cailin

Primary 4 and 5 have had a busy month looking at Scottish poetry. They have learnt a Scottish poem- well done to everybody for their efforts. Mrs Harrison was proud of everyone and a special mention to Hugh and Ross who were our winners. We have also been trying to write our own poems. We had great fun learning some new Scottish words and trying to use them to write a poem.

The Bubblyjock by Jackson M

I am a Bubblyjock

a hackit mingin Bubblyjock.

Weechin and Skiten in

the snaw and glaur

and howks muckle holes.

The BubblyJock

I am a bubblyjock

a hackit  mingin bubblyjock.

I bide in

a muckle field.

I jump like

a tottie puddock.

In the day I eat

in the nicht I sleep.

The Tad Tod

I am a tod, a tap tod

livin in ma burrow with

ma twa tousie weans.

On the brae haen deuk for our tea

with a wee siller burn

tricklin doon the brae.

With a wee small clachan

at the bottom there we get our food.

we are puir but it’s every thing tods dream of.

The BubbyJock

I see a hackit bubblyjock  dookin  in a burn.

It’s drookit in the water and he’s yatterin wae the cauld

He bides in the glaur

He’s a muckle mingin bubblyjock

The Hoolet  By  Felix and Jackson F

I am a Hoolet

in the broon tree.

Eating mooses for my tea.

I am  a Hoolet

Gliding to a tree

and drifting  aft to sleep.

But marra I’ll be looking

upon the siller moon.

I’ll glide doon to your hoose

and I ll eat all your mooses.

The Hurcheon

By Harvey

I am a Hurcheon

a broon tottie hurcheon.

I bide in the grass

near a burn.

I am a bonnie daft hurcheon

a puir hungry hurcheon.

keekin for ma tea.