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PISA Rankings - lets look at Innovation

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Australia is now heading towards an idea BOOM



Our economy is transitioning away from the mining boom
The record commodity prices that drove growth are now receding.
Our future growth will depend on a different type of boom –an ideas boom.

In 2009 PISA identified 23 out of the 54 countries as  “innovation-driven” economies,
Australia was ranked 8 in the Ranking of 23 “Innovation-driven” economies by 2009 PISA math scores

AND as an “Innovation-driven” economies  (% of people confident in their ability for entrepreneurship). Australia is ranked 6th

As a leading Math score country and leading Innovation-driven country Australia's Education System is achieving - good standards Maths and good Standards Innovation.


Graphs from Test Scores vs. Entrepreneurship: PISA, TIMSS, and Confidence 

Why do we focus on one aspect of PISA?
In the latest OECD league table, Australia is ranked 14th behind Poland (11th), Vietnam (12th) and Germany (13th). (rankings show Australia slipping)

Read more: http://www.smh.com.au/national/education/oecd-education-rankings-show-australia-slipping-asian-countries-in-the-lead-20150525-gh94eu.html#ixzz471gUiTeB
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It is about time Australia looks at the PISA league tables with a holistic lens, rather than as a 100 metre dash. 

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