biol+student+newsletter

We're hoping that the Year 11 Biol Class will contribute to an article in the Student Newspaper that Moetzet is hoping to launch at the Literary Festival. It'd be great if some of them could write some stuff - it doesn't have to be very long, it just has to be Biology related!

Some things they could write about might be... - why you've chosen to do Biology this year - stuff you've been learning and have found interesting - any excursions if you've been on some - the introduction of the Wiki - the lyrics you wrote for your song?

Basically we want students to know what's going on in other subjects and it's a good learning experience. There's a chance that middle-school students will also be receiving the newspaper, so it gives them some insight into what subjects are like over at the Institute.

Please tell the class to forward any contributions to their Year 11 Moetzet representatives - so either Liv, Lauren or Rebecca

Please contribute your ideas below.

To the tune of

**American Pie**
A long long time ago, I can still remember how that apple pie slipped down my throat, And I knew when my **teeth** did crunch, ** Mechanical digestion ** broke up my lunch and **saliva** wrapped it up in a slimy coat And then the **oesophageus** showed the way, the food slid down, it did not sway ** Peristalsis pushed it **, the rhythmic vibrations moved it  I would not like to forget the taste, of the ravioli in tomato paste Or the Dim Sims in a Soya sauce base, As they moved away from my face

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// CHORUS    //  //So bye bye, from the apple pie//   //I’ve been broken down and turned into a **bolus** alright//   //And then I’ll be in the stomach tonight//   //Singing I am now a very small bite, I am now a very small bite//    ===== VERSE Once in the **stomach** my lunch it sits While **pepsin** and **lipase** churn it to bits, it works like a washing machine Do you believe in **bacteria?** Coz once in the stomach it will disappear, due to **acid** that is **hydrochloric** Well I know this song doesn’t always rhyme but the food in my stomach has turned to **chyme**, It’ll continue on its way, the **pyloric sphincter** says ok  And into the **duodenum** it goes where the **pancreas** decides to join the show, It expels an **enzyme** that you may know the day I ate that pie = __CHORUS__  =

(verse) ** Trypsin **, **lipase** and **amylase**, Get to work in this crazy maze, via the **pancreatic duct** Well the **fats** turned into **glycerol**, The **starch** turned into **maltose** and **protein** turned into **peptides** And while the **liver** secretes its **bile,** tiny fat droplets appear with a smile This is chemical digestion, are there any questions? ** Absorption ** is the part that comes next, that’s right there’s nothing more to **digest** Whatever stays will soon **egest** the day I ate that pie =   __CHORUS__    =

(verse) Now for two years I've stored some **fat** The doctor says I should lose some of that, Perhaps I should do some **exercise** When I'm outside, I take a breath Then some **pollen** goes into my chest, Can't believe I ate some **sperm** it tastes like **fee-rn.** The **pollen** went down a plant's **stigma**, All the way into the **ovule**, I figure Parent's gender the same Well **fertilization** took its toll, Both the female parties playing their role Finally the plants achieved their goal, The day I craved some pie (but I don't need it)
 * Pollination** came,

=__CHORUS__=

Now let’s move on to **human cells** Believe it or not they’re made of **organelles**, there are many different types Well the **nucleus** has the **DNA**, Nothing else has a say, coz everything has its job to do  The **mitochondria** you see, spend their time making **ATP** ** Aerobic respiration **, **oxygen** the concentration There’s **vesicles** and **lysosomes**, **plasma membranes** and **ribosomes**, The **endoplasmic reticulum** is the place to roam, the rest is quite unknown ===__Chorus__  And we were singing  ** Cells ** cells, made of **organelles**   Does the **golgi** or the **chloroplast** ring any bells? Did you study what things are expelled? Singing they’re too small it’s hard to tell, they’re too small it’s hard to tell ===