Month: November 2015

Design a new and improved turbine for our power station.

November 10, 2015 / / 0 Comments

The way I would make it new and improved, firstly I would get a better Straw. This is because if the straw is very tight and thick or very thin and small then the turbine itself with the sails would have trouble moving. So I would try and improve the Straw firstly in any way possible.

Secondly, I would perhaps increase the size of the sails so more wind could push fit onto the sail causing more force and having the sails spinning quicker

Thirdly, if I could I would add a Mini rotor to push the turbine round quicker so we don’t always have to count on wind and could make the process faster

Fourthly, acknowledging the fact of the sails, it would maybe be better to have it bigger, but also thinner and longer.

The Battle of the Somme

November 9, 2015 / / 0 Comments

The battle of the Somme was not a pleasant one. A lot of death and sadness, a lot of bombs, shots and artillery being fired from different directions of the battle.  This battle started with the Germans invading France. There was 700,000 French deaths before the British came, and when we did come, 200,000 more French died along with over 400,000 British soldiers willing to sacrifice their life to save the French civilisation. The British were bombing no mans land and trying their hardest to wipe up the Germans. The attack started on 1st July 1916. Haig has even said that in June ( A month before the battle) There was no Training sessions or Commanders. So they must of worked hard to win this battle

What could haig do to help?

November 6, 2015 / / 0 Comments

Haig decides to attack along the river somme to distract the Germans from verdun and help build the morale of the french

420,000 British people died (in this battle) including 60,000 in this day alone. The French lost 200,000 men and Germans lost nearly 500,000. The reason why the British had to help was because the French has lost 700,000 before the battle

After heavy French casualties at the City of vurden, The Allies needed

 

The britsh began a five day artillery on the front line of German front lines

The battle of verdun looked very grusume and horrid, people running around no mans land getting shot and hiding behind anything possible. Weather that be a dead body if necessary. There was a machine gun turret which someone took out with a grenade.

Many people died, and at the end the soldiers berried the bodies.

Planes were bombing the no mans land and most of them crashed into no mans land causing big explosions.

This battle was the time when the first tank was introduced.

WWI Diary entry

November 1, 2015 / / 0 Comments

Day 1:

I’m so proud to be here, for my country and with my country! I will do my best to succeed in my work and follow orders at all times, making sure no-one stands in my path and to make sure that we win in victorious. My family are safe in their homes, I am doing this for them! I have to do this! I have to!

 

 

Day 2

I have killed an innocent man… he was on the floor pleading for help, or what I thought he was doing. He had no arm and was heavily bleeding, I knew it wasn’t someone that I know, so out of shock I shot him… just there on the spot. Shot him. What have I become, a murderer? for what? what do I earn out of this? why can’t there be peace in the world? Why can’t everyone just get along with each other?

 

Day 3

The trenches are giving me a hard time, having to stay awake most of the time, no showers, baths and no soap… The floor is wet and it’s a challenge just to walk around, this is not a nice place to live in, but for how long would I be here for? maybe days, or years. who knows? or hours… minutes… Even seconds. I can die right here right now or I can live until I’m 87 with a nice home and some popcorn watching tele with my friends. I shouldn’t of signed up to be here… should of stayed with my family

 

Day 4

I can’t cope! People dying next to me, people I know! People who I have ate with and travelled with. My friends, most of them dead. Why not me? why do I have to survive? I want my family! I don’t want to stay here by myself anymore! Please! Help! Get me out of this evil place…. At least my family are alright… right? oh no… the thought of it. they have to be alright. I did this for my family… to make them have a nice life not a terrible one… oh no what have I done…

 

 

Day 5

My family are reported dead… a bomb hit their house… why am I even writing this diary anymore? I should be shooting people and helping my friends… no, not anymore, I’m not a killer, I’m not going to stay here any longer. Rats everywhere, damp water on the walls, ants, insects, lice. This is torture, how can anyone volunteer to do this? No one knows how hard this is, the trench life… is not a life, its a death sentence!