Eilean mor investigation writing

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Eilean Moore

Eilean Moore, a replacing light-house keeper, investigated the light-house after they got no response to their search for contact. As he neared the door, he saw that it was  unlocked. Stepping carefully and cautiously inside, he also noticed that two of the three Moleskin jackets usually kept in the hall were missing. In the kitchen, he found a half eaten meal and a chair “knocked over.” The clock in the kitchen had stopped. The lighthouse keepers were nowhere to be seen. A further investigation revealed the disturbing final entries in the lighthouse log. The entry for December 12, noted that the island had been struck by severe winds, worse than anything Ducat had experienced in his 20 year experienced career. Even though the lighthouse was solid and sturdy enough to outlast any storm or weather, The article wrote that the Principal Keeper, James Ducat, was very quiet. The third keeper, William McArthur, was an experienced sailor and a famously tough tavern brawler. The log entry ended but nothing was mentioned that he had been crying.

What and where is Eilean mor?

Eilean mor is one of the flannel islands off the coast of Scotland. It has heaps of Jargard rocks, and cliffs. There is also a Light-house that once worked but one year after it was built it stopped. To this day it has never light up again, It is still the way it was when the three lighthouse keeper “vanished.”  

What happened to the three lighthouse keepers is still an unknown mystery yet to be solved, this is what we think happened to them on that unfortunate day…

We think that One of the three lighthouse keepers had killed the other two lighthouse keepers, this is how we think he did this horrible execution…

The two other keepers had been getting suspicions of the haunted island and the ghosts and spirits that occupied it and got to a point where they wanted to kill themselves in order to escape this misery and punishment.

St Cormac’s Chapel

This little chapel stands close to a natural landing place at the north-east end of the island. It has had a chequered history.

The simple rectangular structure was built in the 13th century. It was extensively altered in the 14th century, when John MacDonald, 1st Lord of the Isles had the chancel upgraded. It was finally converted into a dwelling house in  around the 1700’s, for use by a tenant called Macneil of Gill Choille, the island’s owner.

The effigy(sculpture) of a late-medieval cleric, richly attired in his vestments but now headless, is still preserved there.

My writing about Aeronautical engineering

Aeronautical engineer.

I carefully unroll the updated scroll, blue lined images flow through my eyes.

This is not my first time reading a blue-print, in fact I’ve read several. But every single model of a plane is different just like you and I. My eyes scan and process the information, ideas start to flow.

I assign the tasks to my team. The planes body is a familiar shape, a sarcophagus with hieroglyphics sketched onto it. I draw my pencil from my ear; time to work.

The buzz of the heavy machinery echoes all throughout the rooms.

This is what I love doing, the air is crisp and fresh just like what the plane I’m making now will fly through.

Imagine being an aeronautical engineer.

      

Peer mediation points

3 skills for good listeners

1.Constant eye contact with the speaker

2.Active listening

3.same level and height with the person speaking to you

What are 3 parts of an I statement...

4.using manners while taking notes. 5. i dont like it when you ….              

6. And also looking at the speaker.                                            7.Ability to talk so much to peoples problems.  

8.Trie understand what the little person is talking about.

A Vampire story I wrote

It was night,the mischievous man shoot glare at me, his skin was white chalk, he was at the other side of the empty shallow viewing space, although it felt as though he was right beside me that’s when I dropped my brooms handle and saw the blood thirsty razor sharp fangs seeping out of his rose red mouth!!!

It had been 5 hours since I had first started my shift for the day I started at 4:30 in the afternoon, you should be able to guess what time it is now.

I had just finished cleaning the theatre and all the seats and floor/carpet till it was clean as new, it was dark and cold in there, it was a horrible place to work, but I was the only person in the whole theatre; well at least that’s what I thought…

There was a creek in the floor as I walked over it, it was a sharp “creek!”

It would give me a fright every time I made a step; I leaned over the chair to pick up a bit of spilled popcorn but then I heard another creek; but this time it wasn’t mine because I had been completely still, I turned around and saw the freezing cold emotionless face staring straight at me; my whole life was just about to get chucked on it’s face…

The horrifying thing had just woke up from it’s slumber in it’s coffin and was now a blood-thirsty predator it was… The Vampire!

A day before he had to go to work he had lost a coin, The vampire took a coin and threw it at Dillan, but this was no ordinary coin, it was the exact same as the one he had lost; this was it! Dillan had been arguing with his boss about his payment he was talking to his boss about getting a payrise,

His boss’s reply was you’ll get your money, he had said this in a mysterious and unsure voice.

The vampire had a smirk on it’s face and said the thought changing words of…

To be continued…!

What makes me, well... me!!!!

Joel

Wishes to use his skills and talents to inspire and motivate others!

Dreams of the world working together without conflict and problems.

Wants to be a powerful person who can make the steps towards improvement!

Wonders about what the future holds for him and what to do with it.

Fears the world being engulfed in chaos and conflict.

Afraid of being in extremely dangerous situations like mountain biking and getting killed, or paralysed by slipping off the edge of a cliff.

Likes to mountain bike, play sports, play music and indulge in the calm sound.

Believes that change is nothing bad and is the first step towards improvement.

Loves adventure through the outdoors and extend and enhance his knowledge of the wilderness!

Plans to change the world and make a difference through his actions!

The Eagle poem from Oral assesment

He clasps the crag with crooked hands;

Close to the sun in lonely lands,

Ring'd with the azure world, he stands.

He soars through the crisp breeze;

one of his glances will make the people freeze,

his prey is everything he sees...

The wrinkled sea beneath him crawls;

He watches from his mountain walls,

And like a thunderbolt he falls.

Resilience Y chart

Sounds like:

• positive feedback.
• constructive criticism.
• ideas.
• plans.
• happy emotions.
• telling them that it doesn't bother you.

Looks like:

• making plans.
• carrying on and getting over what has happened in the past.
• me not getting upset when something hurts me physically,spiritually,and emotionally.
• not reacting to things that make you angry or frustrated.

Feels like:

• You are the better person.
• You can let anything go.
• You are confident at what you do.
• You are in control of yourself.
• Pride in yourself.

         

War writing, The piano

The man was sitting there at his emotional place,

His eyes set on the keys of the piano,when the war veteran from 1939-1945 (WW2) wanted to drift into his memories the piano was his way back,it was also the switch to his remembrances  flowing out like an endless stream of emotions going into the abyss of sadness.

He lived in an old but spacious house in Paris France, he was 87 years old and had gone through alot in his life.

The old man that was once just a normal young boy had started as soon as he was old enough to be forced into going to the war and being harshly trained.

His childhood was indeed nothing like ours, for one he had an environment that was lonely and sad, he was a quiet and lonely innocent little boy, his little house he used to live in was located in a suburban area, this meant that he didn’t have much friends to play with or even in a small amount of distance from his house.

But the thing is that if he had people his age around it would probably make no difference, due to his anti-social attitude.

He had started his hard and long journey which went like this…

“Hurry up!” This was the sound of the army trainer shouting at the training soldiers for war; which was not a pretty experience.

After the soldiers had been trained and were ready to go to war they were chucked on a ship towards the battlefield/area where if they are lucky they will survive and make it back home to their families and children or…

They will die seeing that they have served their country and the war is not over and peace has not yet been made.

All those lives lost they all once had passions like the piano, we will remember them lest we forget!