tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14940208918765217332024-03-05T20:56:33.695+13:00Nikita SThis blog is a record of my learning from Pt England School through to Tamaki College.
PES 2012 Blogs Adminhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16237049368913248291noreply@blogger.comBlogger208125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1494020891876521733.post-19077662051665369612015-12-03T10:50:00.003+13:002015-12-03T10:50:39.248+13:00Nikita - Oakley Creek!<iframe allowfullscreen="true" frameborder="0" height="299" mozallowfullscreen="true" src="https://docs.google.com/presentation/d/122oTQUmTB-UHP1XF_y0rkxy4ADg014UdASGtmA-M05Y/embed?start=true&loop=false&delayms=1000" webkitallowfullscreen="true" width="480"></iframe><br />
<br />Nikita Shttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03668884313991712761noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1494020891876521733.post-19313287570698979312015-12-03T10:13:00.001+13:002015-12-03T10:13:50.618+13:00The History Of Superman!<iframe allowfullscreen="true" frameborder="0" height="299" mozallowfullscreen="true" src="https://docs.google.com/presentation/d/1VsvPAQAmKuiv5TVyY2pb2NQ7l6fWiEsviBKpczf7Hys/embed?start=true&loop=false&delayms=1000" webkitallowfullscreen="true" width="480"></iframe>Nikita Shttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03668884313991712761noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1494020891876521733.post-10406309164179234312015-12-03T10:04:00.002+13:002015-12-03T10:04:47.292+13:00Chameleon Poem/Drawing <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-family: 'Comic Sans MS'; font-size: 18.666666666666664px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 700; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">I am me as chubby as can be</span></div>
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<span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-family: 'Comic Sans MS'; font-size: 18.666666666666664px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 700; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">Descendants of Niue </span></div>
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<span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-family: 'Comic Sans MS'; font-size: 18.666666666666664px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 700; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">As proud as can be. My</span></div>
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<span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-family: 'Comic Sans MS'; font-size: 18.666666666666664px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 700; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">Ancestors traditions passed down</span></div>
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<span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-family: 'Comic Sans MS'; font-size: 18.666666666666664px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 700; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">our family tree. Tamakautonga, </span></div>
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<span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-family: 'Comic Sans MS'; font-size: 18.666666666666664px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 700; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">Avaele, Lakepa 3 villages in which I belong.</span></div>
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<span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-family: 'Comic Sans MS'; font-size: 18.666666666666664px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 700; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"> Both my parents define as being strong. </span></div>
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<span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-family: 'Comic Sans MS'; font-size: 18.666666666666664px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 700; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">My siblings in total I have five, 4 brothers 1 sister who help me strive. </span></div>
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<span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-family: 'Comic Sans MS'; font-size: 18.666666666666664px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 700; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">I am Nikita so loving and shy. </span></div>
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<span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-family: 'Comic Sans MS'; font-size: 18.666666666666664px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 700; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">Setting goals and Aiming High. </span></div>
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<span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-family: 'Comic Sans MS'; font-size: 18.666666666666664px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 700; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">My love for music I want to proceed. I always like trying something new . </span></div>
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<span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-family: 'Comic Sans MS'; font-size: 18.666666666666664px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 700; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">Although I have limits In activities to do. I try my best to always pull through. </span></div>
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<span id="docs-internal-guid-80a5f33b-6482-1d00-a2d6-4e341bdd99b1"><span style="font-family: 'Comic Sans MS'; font-size: 18.666666666666664px; font-weight: 700; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">The most important thing is family and I am blessed that my parents had me!</span></span></div>
Nikita Shttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03668884313991712761noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1494020891876521733.post-2850966672743285592015-12-02T12:52:00.002+13:002015-12-02T12:52:55.115+13:00Word Problem!!<img height="300" src="https://docs.google.com/drawings/d/1P0HVsfltWQnJDTN7aZej30CeaKjpxOmLpMBtcblyaJM/pub?w=480&h=360" width="400" /><br />
Here is a working out of a problem I have done and figured out.<br />
This shows how I worked out the problem and using all sorts of different Strategies.Nikita Shttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03668884313991712761noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1494020891876521733.post-61567185447552323492015-12-02T12:28:00.002+13:002015-12-02T12:28:34.449+13:00Working Out!!<img height="300" src="https://docs.google.com/drawings/d/1Ckhgi855D41fDFke__hz3eqhvetGuztYclJ6cyrgoIY/pub?w=480&h=360" width="400" /><br />
Here is a google drawing to show 2 ways of solving a problem. And as you can see here I have created this drawing to show you how I worked out this problem!Nikita Shttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03668884313991712761noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1494020891876521733.post-72577404780550145612015-11-26T09:49:00.002+13:002015-11-26T09:49:42.488+13:00Hospital Recount!!!<div dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt; text-align: center;">
<span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-family: 'Annie Use Your Telescope'; font-size: 21.333333333333332px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">On the 8th of November I was admitted into hospital due to my right hip. The condition that I had was called a sufe. A sufe is when you hip slips out of place and then that will require surgery and that's what I had. </span></div>
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<span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-family: 'Annie Use Your Telescope'; font-size: 21.333333333333332px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">Just sitting on the couch with my little baby sister, out of nowhere the phone rings “ring ring ring!!, . My dad picked up the phone and answered it. While he was talking on the phone, I couldn't hear anything because my little sister was crying on the top of her lungs. Once my dad finished talking I watched him hang up the phone and he wasn't very happy about what he heard.</span></div>
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<span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-family: 'Annie Use Your Telescope'; font-size: 21.333333333333332px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">When my mum arrived home my dad wanted to talk to her in the room about something very important. As I was listening I heard that the Glen Innes Medical Health Centre called they said that my mum has to take me down to Starship right away and as soon as I heard that I quickly ran to my room and started packing.</span></div>
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<span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-family: 'Annie Use Your Telescope'; font-size: 21.333333333333332px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">As I was packing my bag my mum helped me so it could be faster and quicker. Once we finished packing, we put everything that we needed in the bag and we made sure we had everything just to make sure.</span></div>
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<span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-family: 'Annie Use Your Telescope'; font-size: 21.333333333333332px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">Once we had everything that we needed my mum walked her way down the stairs with my bag. As my mum went down I said my goodbyes because the last time I had to wait for a week until I got my left hip done. Anyways When I hopped into the car we went straight to Auckland Hospital and we went and we went into the emergency. I was really nervous waiting in the waiting room with all these other kids. When it was my turn I walked my way into the room. As I was telling information about who I was and they checked my temperature and gave me medicine. </span></div>
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<span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-family: 'Annie Use Your Telescope'; font-size: 21.333333333333332px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">Then I was pushed in a wheelchair into a waiting room waiting for a doctor to come and examine my hip to see if they need to do surgery. I was really bored so I grabbed a book from the shelf and I read it until a doctor came. He examined my hip and then he told my mum that I was going to be admitted into hospital. Once I was admitted into hospital I was told that I had to get an x-ray. So my mum was having some fun by pushing me down fast and quickly all the way to the Radiologist room. When we arrived there I was called in to take my x-ray. I had to stay there still as a statue. While that was done I went back up into my ward, Ward 24 and I was in room 9. </span></div>
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<span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-family: 'Annie Use Your Telescope'; font-size: 21.333333333333332px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">At about 4.00 the nurse came into my room to take my temperature and my blood pressure, once they finished they told me that my name is still on the list to have surgery. My mum was crossing her fingers that I would have my surgery and as soon as we saw a helicopter fly by we were saying I am not going to get my surgery. Eventually all that waiting we went for my surgery at 8.50 and I was saying in my head finally I'm getting my surgery. </span></div>
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<span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-family: 'Annie Use Your Telescope'; font-size: 21.333333333333332px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">I was scared and I was nervous as well. I went down the elevator with surgeons in my bed. When I was waiting a man came and made sure that I was the right person and made sure I had the right information about me incase they are doing the wrong person its just there job.</span></div>
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<span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-family: 'Annie Use Your Telescope'; font-size: 21.333333333333332px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">As I was talking to my mum another man come in to tell me that he's the one who is going to keep me asleep throughout the surgery . Before I went to sleep they transferred me on a surgery table and they put a line into my veins so during the surgery they can check my blood cells if they are fine and they are able to move on with the surgery. </span></div>
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<span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-family: 'Annie Use Your Telescope'; font-size: 21.333333333333332px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">As I was relaxing the surgeon put a mask on me for me to breath in the gas so I am able to fall in a deep sleep. I couldn't remember anything I woke up from the sleep. I couldn't get up until it was 11.00 and I woke up to eat something . Then I went back to bed. When I woke up from sleeping I was waiting a doctor to check me so I can be able to go home. Onec they came I was scared but happy that they came to talk about my hip. They said that I can not walk on my leg I have to stay off it for 6 weeks and that sounded hard and annoying but I do what the doctors say.</span></div>
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<span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-family: 'Annie Use Your Telescope'; font-size: 21.333333333333332px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">On the 8th of November I was admitted into hospital due to my right hip. The condition that I had was called a sufe. A sufe is when you hip slips out of place and then that will require surgery and that's what I had. </span></div>
<b id="docs-internal-guid-a7940061-4068-24df-17d8-c6131a8d2e51" style="font-weight: normal;"><br /></b>
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<span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-family: 'Annie Use Your Telescope'; font-size: 21.333333333333332px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">Just sitting on the couch with my little baby sister, out of nowhere the phone rings “ring ring ring!!, . My dad picked up the phone and answered it. While he was talking on the phone, I couldn't hear anything because my little sister was crying on the top of her lungs. Once my dad finished talking I watched him hang up the phone and he wasn't very happy about what he heard.</span></div>
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<span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-family: 'Annie Use Your Telescope'; font-size: 21.333333333333332px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">When my mum arrived home my dad wanted to talk to her in the room about something very important. As I was listening I heard that the Glen Innes Medical Health Centre called they said that my mum has to take me down to Starship right away and as soon as I heard that I quickly ran to my room and started packing.</span></div>
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<span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-family: 'Annie Use Your Telescope'; font-size: 21.333333333333332px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">As I was packing my bag my mum helped me so it could be faster and quicker. Once we finished packing, we put everything that we needed in the bag and we made sure we had everything just to make sure.</span></div>
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<span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-family: 'Annie Use Your Telescope'; font-size: 21.333333333333332px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">Once we had everything that we needed my mum walked her way down the stairs with my bag. As my mum went down I said my goodbyes because the last time I had to wait for a week until I got my left hip done. Anyways When I hopped into the car we went straight to Auckland Hospital and we went and we went into the emergency. I was really nervous waiting in the waiting room with all these other kids. When it was my turn I walked my way into the room. As I was telling information about who I was and they checked my temperature and gave me medicine. </span></div>
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<span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-family: 'Annie Use Your Telescope'; font-size: 21.333333333333332px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">Then I was pushed in a wheelchair into a waiting room waiting for a doctor to come and examine my hip to see if they need to do surgery. I was really bored so I grabbed a book from the shelf and I read it until a doctor came. He examined my hip and then he told my mum that I was going to be admitted into hospital. Once I was admitted into hospital I was told that I had to get an x-ray. So my mum was having some fun by pushing me down fast and quickly all the way to the Radiologist room. When we arrived there I was called in to take my x-ray. I had to stay there still as a statue. While that was done I went back up into my ward, Ward 24 and I was in room 9. </span></div>
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<span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-family: 'Annie Use Your Telescope'; font-size: 21.333333333333332px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">At about 4.00 the nurse came into my room to take my temperature and my blood pressure, once they finished they told me that my name is still on the list to have surgery. My mum was crossing her fingers that I would have my surgery and as soon as we saw a helicopter fly by we were saying I am not going to get my surgery. Eventually all that waiting we went for my surgery at 8.50 and I was saying in my head finally I'm getting my surgery. </span></div>
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<span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-family: 'Annie Use Your Telescope'; font-size: 21.333333333333332px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">I was scared and I was nervous as well. I went down the elevator with surgeons in my bed. When I was waiting a man came and made sure that I was the right person and made sure I had the right information about me incase they are doing the wrong person its just there job.</span></div>
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<span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-family: 'Annie Use Your Telescope'; font-size: 21.333333333333332px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">As I was talking to my mum another man come in to tell me that he's the one who is going to keep me asleep throughout the surgery . Before I went to sleep they transferred me on a surgery table and they put a line into my veins so during the surgery they can check my blood cells if they are fine and they are able to move on with the surgery. </span></div>
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<span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-family: 'Annie Use Your Telescope'; font-size: 21.333333333333332px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">As I was relaxing the surgeon put a mask on me for me to breath in the gas so I am able to fall in a deep sleep. I couldn't remember anything I woke up from the sleep. I couldn't get up until it was 11.00 and I woke up to eat something . Then I went back to bed. When I woke up from sleeping I was waiting a doctor to check me so I can be able to go home. Onec they came I was scared but happy that they came to talk about my hip. They said that I can not walk on my leg I have to stay off it for 6 weeks and that sounded hard and annoying but I do what the doctors say.</span></div>
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<span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-family: 'Annie Use Your Telescope'; font-size: 21.333333333333332px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">Once the nurse Wendy gave my mum the papers for her to sign for me to leave the hospital and to check if I’m alright. Once I got home I was relieved and I was glad to be home. It was another adventure no quiet but it was irritating. But I got there in the end and i'm done for the last time.</span></div>
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Nikita Shttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03668884313991712761noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1494020891876521733.post-6602685133013753822015-10-19T10:20:00.001+13:002015-10-19T10:20:16.347+13:00The Secret Underground!<iframe allowfullscreen="true" frameborder="0" height="299" mozallowfullscreen="true" src="https://docs.google.com/presentation/d/13qrsu6YNjrAs1vxr7AIuNyuXS9zuuT7RTNUOzTO395w/embed?start=true&loop=false&delayms=1000" webkitallowfullscreen="true" width="480"></iframe><br />
Here is a presentation mainly about a cave Weta and a normal Weta and how they are use to there environment and there surroundings. As well as there features on there body and how they compare to a normal Weta. For example a normal Weta lives in trees and a cave Weta lives in a cave. Normal Weta's live in places where the sun shines. Cave Weta's live where there is no sun because they are use to there surrounding.Nikita Shttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03668884313991712761noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1494020891876521733.post-70111060866668925612015-09-18T10:47:00.001+12:002015-09-18T10:47:54.099+12:00The Coliseum!<iframe allowfullscreen="true" frameborder="0" height="299" mozallowfullscreen="true" src="https://docs.google.com/presentation/d/11tWZJ6dfZFvAf0qcwplTfAz_23QXS_DVOAe9IsPHMok/embed?start=false&loop=false&delayms=3000" webkitallowfullscreen="true" width="480"></iframe> Here is a presentation about the Coliseum. Its about history from the past and my ready group's learning attention is Find evidence in the text. And the coliseum is about where people use to fight animals and men would fight other men.Nikita Shttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03668884313991712761noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1494020891876521733.post-92095423328527657442015-09-16T12:03:00.002+12:002015-09-16T12:05:59.887+12:00Cyber Smarts Goal! W9T3<img height="286" src="https://docs.google.com/drawings/d/1Mh6xFxhng1TvSqsw5tDleJk4DY1RfBg0INP7p7OJ3u0/pub?w=495&h=356" width="400" /><br />
Today we did a Cyber Smarts reflection of what we have learned so far. I have learned so many things about being cyber smart. How to safe on-line and how to be safe with my mobile phone. Miss Kyla has taught us so many things about cyber smart.Nikita Shttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03668884313991712761noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1494020891876521733.post-36960347238911128382015-09-16T09:14:00.000+12:002015-09-16T12:16:08.271+12:00New Born Baby Girl!!!!!!<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Nikita Shttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03668884313991712761noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1494020891876521733.post-47658693291780212322015-09-09T12:01:00.001+12:002015-09-09T12:15:12.966+12:00Cyber Smarts! Today our maths group did a Google drawing of how we can be cyber smart with our mobile phones. And here is some of my tips to help you to keep safe with your mobile phones! <img src="https://docs.google.com/drawings/d/1MBmvzB4mabvcvMVgniEx_qe6SOoO0WCs1rMYM68LBFs/pub?w=480&h=360" />Nikita Shttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03668884313991712761noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1494020891876521733.post-2509782490570056992015-08-26T14:38:00.001+12:002015-08-28T10:27:02.097+12:00Spend,Share,Save W5<iframe allowfullscreen="true" frameborder="0" height="299" mozallowfullscreen="true" src="https://docs.google.com/presentation/d/11no5A5xLOKRHxdDfaSUHZTYXD5ytnw8JGicC2I6twYA/embed?start=true&loop=true&delayms=1000" webkitallowfullscreen="true" width="480"></iframe><br />
Here is a presentation about How we can be Financially Responsible. These slides are all about saving your money and things that you want to save up for. This is our inquiry task part of our team 5 theme which is Financially Responsible. Being Financially Responsible is about taking care of your money and using it wisely. Don`t use it for wants use it for things that you really need. That why these slides tell you all about that.Nikita Shttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03668884313991712761noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1494020891876521733.post-78982100766358020272015-08-26T12:01:00.001+12:002015-08-26T12:01:19.729+12:00Smart Surfing!!<iframe allowfullscreen="true" frameborder="0" height="299" mozallowfullscreen="true" src="https://docs.google.com/presentation/d/1hZGBaQ-kO3V9uogh8PaMptd0wTrmTWgfAEIFEdQYJrU/embed?start=true&loop=true&delayms=1000" webkitallowfullscreen="true" width="480"></iframe> Here is a presentation about Smart Surfing. And we had to type key words from sentences to find the right information .Nikita Shttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03668884313991712761noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1494020891876521733.post-40390445405980103122015-08-19T12:34:00.002+12:002015-08-19T12:34:58.247+12:00SmartFootprint T3W5<img height="300" src="https://docs.google.com/drawings/d/1rwoYQsyY_sEfXoCTmtdrQeTkib9262rTPfX4FJAD42E/pub?w=480&h=360" width="400" /><br />
Today I have created a poster of how words travel fast. We had Miss Kyla showed us a video about how words travel fast and how to be safe online. And then we had to create a poster to show our followers how to be safe online!!!Nikita Shttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03668884313991712761noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1494020891876521733.post-74281804748256090952015-08-13T12:36:00.000+12:002015-08-13T12:36:29.933+12:00Number Of The Week!!!!<iframe allowfullscreen="true" frameborder="0" height="299" mozallowfullscreen="true" src="https://docs.google.com/presentation/d/1nT1Ono3jKYWc82mPHZa3aDyVB25BQ_AKGpfPYBIMJSw/embed?start=true&loop=false&delayms=1000" webkitallowfullscreen="true" width="480"></iframe><br />
Here is a presentation that I have created about my number of the week. I have a great fun doing this and I learned something today.Nikita Shttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03668884313991712761noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1494020891876521733.post-84245609980071915822015-08-05T12:32:00.000+12:002015-08-05T12:32:33.927+12:00Smart Footprint T3W2!<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Today for my reading task our reading task was about wants and needs. Needs are something that you really need. And wants is something you cant live without. I have learned about Needs and Wants. :) Nikita Shttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03668884313991712761noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1494020891876521733.post-14437025856017833352015-07-30T12:42:00.000+12:002015-07-30T12:42:09.293+12:00Fractions & Percentages<img height="300" src="https://docs.google.com/drawings/d/12V2ZEJiHYKx6WNHRqBgRH255Llp7Fa6fRh2NlGwhFLU/pub?w=480&h=360" width="400" />
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Here is one of my problems that I have solved. Today I have learned how to use Fractions and Percentages In maths problems.Nikita Shttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03668884313991712761noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1494020891876521733.post-82447081407724389012015-07-29T10:29:00.000+12:002015-07-29T10:29:06.544+12:00Inferencing:!!!!!<iframe allowfullscreen="true" frameborder="0" height="299" mozallowfullscreen="true" src="https://docs.google.com/presentation/d/1QMeHc3z_G6H5AUF4AJjZhjzVMUcAtj4Syh3rHXVmxMs/embed?start=true&loop=false&delayms=1000" webkitallowfullscreen="true" width="480"></iframe> Here is a reading task about inferencing. Inferencing that someone is not giving you all the information so you have to find clues to what the text is telling you. I have learned how to inferenceNikita Shttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03668884313991712761noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1494020891876521733.post-76490300127955168662015-06-29T09:19:00.002+12:002015-06-29T09:19:46.287+12:00Accidental Plastics!<iframe allowfullscreen="true" frameborder="0" height="299" mozallowfullscreen="true" src="https://docs.google.com/presentation/d/1yD5G7RWcDQCZMugEDvnRrxl47hCsjHF23aMZBTXoaKc/embed?start=true&loop=true&delayms=60000" webkitallowfullscreen="true" width="480"></iframe><br />
Here is my presentation all about Accidental Plastics. This presentation is about what objects are made out of plastic and whoo invented things and interesting facts.Nikita Shttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03668884313991712761noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1494020891876521733.post-55061419526189368562015-06-08T11:37:00.002+12:002015-06-08T11:37:33.186+12:00Article - Boy Who Blessed Homeless Man<div dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;">
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Here I have a problem that was solved by myself. Today in our maths class we had to pick a problem and work it out individual. So here is my problem solved. I have learn how to use area all your doing is using your time tables and so I used my 11 time tables.<br />
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In the Middle block. Miss Kyla came to us to talk about Smart Values. We talked about the 3 P`s and how we can be good on-line. Today I learned that I know how to be cyber smart .<br />
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Nikita Shttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03668884313991712761noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1494020891876521733.post-16351595122855677912015-05-19T14:34:00.000+12:002015-05-19T14:34:26.581+12:00Maths - By Nikita<iframe allowfullscreen="true" frameborder="0" height="299" mozallowfullscreen="true" src="https://docs.google.com/presentation/d/1GncJnzksrllaGESJTVvDtJjs9ZDP8-QfYB8HxiaPfUs/embed?start=true&loop=true&delayms=1000" webkitallowfullscreen="true" width="480"></iframe><br />
Here I have a presentation. This is what I have learned. I have learned not to over think my questions and just relax and do my work. Measurement was a really hard thing to do in maths. But im glad now that I know what measurement is all about. I have learned about the 4 things we use to measure. MM for millimetres, CM for centimetres, M for Metres and Km which is for Kilometres. My teacher, Miss Peato has taught me with Measurement. At first it was hard and now it looks like I know what measurement is. We learned how to measure with rulers and how to divide and multiply our measurements. And in this presentation I have something to show you I have learned about measurement.<br />
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