Last night I had my slc and it was at 7:15 I think I did really well with presenting my slc to my parents.
after I had finished my parents did not have many things they wanted to ask me so i think i did a pretty good job. Next i enjoyed sharing my maths test and my short story writing, it went really well because mum and dad said they think i'm getting better and my writing. The challenge's i faced while i was setting up my slc slide was putting my asttle tests in my slide. Next time in my slc i would change my reading and writing presentation.
Monday, 27 June 2016
In Maths we have been learning to use a range of multiplicative strategies when operating with whole numbers.
The strategies we have been learning are:
- Estimate the reasonableness of large problems like 1 788 – 891. Could 497 be right?
- Use multiplication to solve addition and subtraction problems eg.
64 – 48 = as (8 x 8) – (6 x 8) = 2 x 8= 16
- Use doubling / halving, trebling/ thirding and adjusting to solve multiplication problems,
eg. 12 x 50 solved as 4 x 150= 600
- Use an algorithm to solve multiplication problems.
- Solve problems using simple cube numbers .
- Use an algorithm to solve division problems.
Here is a link to my Multiplicative Strategies Assessment which shows that I know why and how I use particular strategies. This doc also has screenshots to show which IXL activities I have completed as part of my learning.
My next step in my Maths Learning is…… Measurement use side or edge lengths to fined the perimeter and areas of rectangles parallelograms, and triangles and the volume of cuboids.
Posted by Unknown at 08:49
Wednesday, 22 June 2016
At tech this week we were in cooking we made kumura and bacon muffins. They were bad because of the kumura that's why I didn't eat all of them. Next we did some book work on what we would change in a recipe and our group is going to make hokey pokey pinwheel scones.
In my group there was Monuique,Xanthe,Dom,Jackw and Myself.
In my group there was Monuique,Xanthe,Dom,Jackw and Myself.
Wednesday, 8 June 2016
Tuesday, 7 June 2016
Year 7/8 Standard: Assessment task
WALT: I can use a use a wide range of comprehension strategies to understand text such as: - using their prior knowledge, along with information in the text, to interpret abstract ideas, complex plots, and sophisticated themes - gathering, evaluating, and synthesising information across a small range of texts - identifying and resolving issues that come from competing information in texts
Complete both texts and write the answers in your own words.
TASK 1 - read the text about Sneakairs
What I already know about navigating with maps?
Who created “Senakairs?”?
|Easy jet made the sneakairs because he is a beast.|
How do the “Sneakairs” work?
How do “Sneakairs” help tourists visiting a new city or town?
What challenge does easyJet need to overcome before “Sneakairs” can go mainstream?
Can you think of any other uses for smart shoes like Sneakairs? - (give at least 2)
Can you think of a better invention than Sneakairs to help us navigate places? Why is that invention better than Sneakairs?
TASK 2: The purpose of this task is to identify details that support a main idea.
A main idea that the author David Hill often explores is: New Zealand's natural environment, and how awesome (impressive and amazing) and powerful it can be.
Read the following passages from pages 7, 8 and 9 of "The Sleeper Wakes" by David Hill.
a) Find details in the text that support this main idea. Underline these details.
b) Think about what the 'sleeper' is, and how it would 'wake' up. Highlight details in the text that suggest this development.
Two girls stood with their parents by a car, watching him. So Corey tried to look cool and expert, and he started up the track behind his father.
The blunt pyramid of Mt Taranaki lifted into a blue winter sky. Snow softened the cliffs where lava had flowed, thousands of years ago. High up towards the summit, the ridge of The Lizard showed where more lava had crawled downwards before cooling and setting.
Corey lowered his gaze to the 4WD track twisting up the mountain's north-east flank. Packed grey and green trees rose on either side. After just ten metres, all sounds from the carpark faded away. Only the crunch of their boots broke the silence.
Three steps ahead, his Dad walked steadily. He wore a woollen hat and green Gortex jacket to keep out the June cold. Warwick Lockyer, Department of Conservation Field Officer; expert on Mt Taranaki; tramper and climber.
His father loved this mountain. He loved its silences and stories, the way it tested people. Corey felt the same way. Being up here was the greatest feeling in the world. Pity some other people couldn't see it that way.
* * *
After 30 minutes' climbing, they paused, took deep breaths, and gazed around. The trees were lower. Tangled, waist-high shrubs had taken over, crammed together for shelter, tops flattened by the wind. In summer, white and yellow flowers blazed here, flowers that grew nowhere else in the world. Now everything huddled beneath winter snow.
Far below, the towns glinted like little grey models – New Plymouth, Inglewood, Stratford. Off to the left, the Tasman Sea was a sheet of grey steel.
On the horizon, blue-and-white shapes shouldered upwards: the peaks of Ruapehu, Ngauruhoe, Tongariro. Corey thought of Riki, the other DoC Field Officer. From Riki, he'd heard how Mt Taranaki once stood beside those other volcanoes, fought with them for the love of beautiful Mt Pihanga, then marched away in anger after losing the fight. Hardly any Maori people lived along the line between Ruapehu and Mt Taranaki; they believe that one day, Taranaki would head back in the fire and smoke to find his love again.
Corey stood listening to the silence. A puff of wind slid past. A pebble, loosened by the morning sun probably, dropped from an icy bank nearby.
'Awesome day,' Corey said.
His father nodded. 'Pity Dean couldn't make it.'
Corey glanced up at the dazzling white summit. Dean was a volcanologist who monitored New Zealand's North Island volcanoes to see if any eruptions seemed likely. He came to visit two or three times a year, even though nothing ever happened on Mt Taranaki.
Corey's father was gazing upwards, too. He stretched, and grinned at his son. 'Come on, mate. We're sleepier than this mountain.'
Posted by Unknown at 07:23