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LEFT: Ms Teare's Year 4 group spent Friday afternoon learning about CONTROL on the computer, using the Data Harvest program 'FLOWOL' by Anthony Bowker.
They learned how to use flowchart symbols to make zebra crossing beacons flash 'on and off'!
They all did VERY WELL, as Friday afternoon is not the best time of the week to learn a new skill - and with the Manx spring sun streaming in through the Computer Bus windows!
Scoill Vallajeelt
25/02/1999
Graphic taken from the original Computerbus website back in 1999.
It shows a screenshot of ‘FLOWOL’ the control program and a zebra crossing in Nuneaton - home to Anthony Bowker the programmer behind Flowol. (Where is the OSX version Anthony please?)
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LEFT: Miss Shillinglaw's Year 4 group also spent Friday afternoon learning about CONTROL using 'FLOWOL'.
They learned how to use flowchart symbols to make zebra crossing beacons flash 'on and off'!
They all did VERY WELL too, and the group can be seen here inside the very warm Computer Bus still looking happy at the end of an intensive session!
LEFT: One of the most striking features of the beautiful Scoill Vallajeelt, opened in November 1992, is the sculpture designed by Mrs Judith Anne Lynch from the south of the Island, and based on the following story collected orally by Mr. A.W.Moore, MA, and incorporated into his book entitled "The Folk Lore of the Isle of Man"...
The Fairy Saddle
"Once upon a time and old vicar of Braddan was very much troubled by having his horse taken out of the field during the night, and finding him in the morning seating all over, and as much exhausted as if he had been furiously ridden many miles. In spite of all enquiries, he could never learn who had done this. But one morning, just at day-break, as he was returning home form the bedside of one of his sick parishioners, to whom he had been administering the Sacrament, he observed, just as he was passing his field, a little man in a green jacket, and carrying a riding whip in his hand, in the act of turning the horse loose into the field. On this little individual turning round, he saw the Vicar standing by the gate, on which he immediately vanished, and the saddle, which he had placed at the side if the fence was turned into stone in the shape of a saddle. It has remained there ever since, and so the road which passes this point is called "Saddle-road" to this day. It is almost needless to state that the old Vicar's horse was never molested again."