Group Poster

By Anonymous -

                   GROUP POSTER ON 1920's inventions 

HAII 7DM! So as today is friday we learnt about TEAMWORK!!!!!! So we got into teams of 4 and we had to pair up the year, person who created it, and the invention! I paired up with my closest friends in class: Amisha, Nicole and Apphia. We were allowed to use the computer so Amisha was on computer, I was on cutting, Apphia was doing gluing and Nicole was also on the computer. I was cutting with my AWESOME paper cutter! And unfortunately we did not get ANYTHING on our poster... But we were working pretty hard. I wish I had the power to STOP time! But overall it was a fun experience! Thanks for reading!  

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