Reflection - I learnt that there are different types of 3d shapes. A 2d shape is called a polygon
I am a student at Taipa Area School in the Far North of New Zealand. This is a place where I share my learning.
Monday, 13 May 2019
My 3d shape poster
WALT -I,am learning to define and sort 3d shapes.

Reflection - I learnt that there are different types of 3d shapes. A 2d shape is called a polygon
Reflection - I learnt that there are different types of 3d shapes. A 2d shape is called a polygon
Thursday, 2 May 2019
All about Jane Goodall
WALT - research famous person to find out their biography.
Reflection - I liked reading about Jane and her chimpanzees. I enjoyed doing the quiz, I had to do it 5 times to get 100%. I wish I could do the quiz the first time.
Reflection - I liked reading about Jane and her chimpanzees. I enjoyed doing the quiz, I had to do it 5 times to get 100%. I wish I could do the quiz the first time.
Monday, 25 March 2019
making graphs
walt - make graphs using information from Kotuku
Reflection - I liked doing my background. The most popular song in our class is baby shark. I liked making my graph 3D
Wednesday, 27 February 2019
All about me
Walt -we are learning about each other
reflection -I liked putting in information onto the slide,I liked changing its colour I wish I put in photo's
reflection -I liked putting in information onto the slide,I liked changing its colour I wish I put in photo's
Thursday, 23 August 2018
Boar bowling me off my feet! $$$$$$$
Dear Matua,
Saturday was the Pig Hunting competition. Me and my uncle Rick and my cousin Tyson were going pig hunting on my farm. Suddenly we heard squealing coming from the bush. we ran quickly to the pig it was as big as me .when I trid to sitick it, it bowled me over. My leg was injrd so i lade on a tree in till i gord wealk. I had to carry it 5 hours to the truck, it was hard! when we got to the truck my uncle took me to his house and he put a bandage on my leg. i had to stay home for 2 doys
Thursday, 16 August 2018
Evil
Evil
Evil is hiding in your brain.
It smells like gunpowder and rotting people.
It tastes like blood and death.
It sounds like erupting guns, rocket launchers, and cackling hyenas.
It feels like dark moonlight on your skin.
It looks like helicopters and tanks rolling across a battlefield.
It lives quietly in the back of your brain.
By tyrell
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