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Pupils across Scotland have been busy creating hunners of weird and wonderful Scunners.
They’ve been writing some great stories in Scots too. Here are some of the best
ones for you to enjoy. Thanks to the parents, grandparents and teachers for
sending these in.
Named efter the sea fog (haar).
He wid send an awfie chitter through yer banes if he gave
you a fleg.
He wis sleekit
and foostie, his skin peeliewally. You’d hear his stick chap as he crept up on
ye wi his dirk.
When Captain Haar wis
a bairn, he wisna awfie pally. The other bairns didnae like him because he wis
crabbit and foostie.
When he wis aulder, his da took him on a ship tae hunt for treasure. A canon baw
hit the ship’s deck and knocked oot his da. Haar wis washed ashore while
his da droont . . .
Abbi Buchan, P6,
St Mary’s PS, West
Tattiebogle is a scunner.
Tattiebogle is a frichtenin scarecrow.
bides in the countryside.
appears like a ghaist and frichtens folk who walk on his land.
Jack Lee, P6, Pentland PS, Edinburgh
Wee Auld Googs
He has eyebrows pointing doon as if he was angry.
He likes tae munch on bairns and animals. He has flies on him and specs like
Harry Potter’s. He has a pointy neb wi a bogie comin oot. He has a cloud shaped
body and a snarly mooth wae yellow teeth. He is staundin in mud. He has reid
beady een wae black veins comin oot. He has a grey beard and yin purple strand
for his hair.
As you can tell, he’s no very braw.
Naomi Tant, P6, Pentland PS, Edinburgh
Muckle Mooth Face
Muckle Mooth Face
This is ma
Mooth means big mouth.
He is aw covered
in poison and he eats people.
His stomach acid
is that strang he can break up a car in his belly and everything
His belly is
transparent so ye can see the folk he has eaten stertin tae dissolve!
Alasdair MacPherson, P6, Pentland PS, Edinburgh
Siren Heid is a scunner.
He has twa muckle sirens on his heid.
He ripped his skin oot so noo you can see his hert and
He is a hunner fit tall.
Morten, Pentland PS, Edinburgh
The story o the Reid Cloon happened oan a stormy nicht in a
mirk and dodgy vennel whaur he wis
traivellin hame fae his joab at the circus.
A fire suddenly erupted intae flames and the cloon
disappeared and the vennel he wis
in disappeared and aw.
And noo the Reid Cloon patrols the toon keekin for bluid.
Lucy Jowett, P6
Pentland Primary School, Edinburgh