<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5716127436800405965</id><updated>2011-07-30T10:47:56.379-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Olive' thoughts</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smittieskidsrock008.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5716127436800405965/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smittieskidsrock008.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Olive's thoughts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11302475391112784667</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oBEm0Las9Es/SuHUj_kyvFI/AAAAAAAAAAM/BZKgaU14-ng/S220/fooz.png'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>23</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5716127436800405965.post-6926252948311908251</id><published>2010-09-07T19:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-07T19:35:04.985-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Smittie r u out there Part 3</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: #000000"&gt;Dear Smittie,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything has fallen into place kind of at Terry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I have been able to not get wet so far in the rain.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I have been able to take home my instrument from band. It is a oboe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I have made so many new friends and meet new teachers (they are not better than Thompson's teacher's though.) .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I have been able to eat better at lunch. And more food!! :) :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;So that is how it's going at Terry. I'd like to invite you and your family to come out and watch me play on my new soccer team. I'm now playing for a competative league, my team's name is Juventus. If your interested please call me 972.415.4443 or my mom 972.816.3249.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I hope your having a good year at Thompson. I hope your new baby is doing well. Take care and I miss ya lots.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Luv,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Olivia Galicia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5716127436800405965-6926252948311908251?l=smittieskidsrock008.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smittieskidsrock008.blogspot.com/feeds/6926252948311908251/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://smittieskidsrock008.blogspot.com/2010/09/smittie-r-u-out-there-part-3.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5716127436800405965/posts/default/6926252948311908251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5716127436800405965/posts/default/6926252948311908251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smittieskidsrock008.blogspot.com/2010/09/smittie-r-u-out-there-part-3.html' title='Smittie r u out there Part 3'/><author><name>Olive's thoughts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11302475391112784667</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oBEm0Las9Es/SuHUj_kyvFI/AAAAAAAAAAM/BZKgaU14-ng/S220/fooz.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5716127436800405965.post-8749355648941799708</id><published>2010-08-30T20:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-30T20:35:10.245-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Smittie show blog post below plz!! 2 everyone</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Plz read the blog below and hope u have a great year!! :) Then could u plz blog back to me I have been waiting for a response ALL summer and ALL year pretty much. :) Bye C u later!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5716127436800405965-8749355648941799708?l=smittieskidsrock008.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smittieskidsrock008.blogspot.com/feeds/8749355648941799708/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://smittieskidsrock008.blogspot.com/2010/08/smittie-show-blog-post-below-plz-2.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5716127436800405965/posts/default/8749355648941799708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5716127436800405965/posts/default/8749355648941799708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smittieskidsrock008.blogspot.com/2010/08/smittie-show-blog-post-below-plz-2.html' title='Smittie show blog post below plz!! 2 everyone'/><author><name>Olive's thoughts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11302475391112784667</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oBEm0Las9Es/SuHUj_kyvFI/AAAAAAAAAAM/BZKgaU14-ng/S220/fooz.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5716127436800405965.post-5038985568454830957</id><published>2010-08-30T20:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-30T20:30:48.586-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My first week as a 6th grader.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Well.... it was pretty weird not getting up and leaving the house like usual as a Thompson Elementary student, I am now a 6th grader at Terry Middle School and it is pretty cool and all, but I miss Thompson, I can't stop thinking about the teachers and all my younger friend over there, and I miss every single person there. But I miss my teacher's and I want to thank them all for all they've done 4 me and my fellow 6th grade friends from Thompson Elementary. So 4 1, get all the people in someplace like the gym and show this I want to start with thanking my teacher's, Mrs. Burchett, Mrs. Whittington, Mrs. McDowell, Mrs. Pinkston and Mrs. Lee/Sanders, Mr. Smith. And the gym teacher's, Mrs. Cook, Mrs. Spain, and my girl scout leader/gym teacher, Mrs. Hernandez. The Lunch Ladies, Custodians, Principals, Librarian, Music Teacher, Art Teacher, and every single person at Thompson. Well gtg bye and I will c u all another day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5716127436800405965-5038985568454830957?l=smittieskidsrock008.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smittieskidsrock008.blogspot.com/feeds/5038985568454830957/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://smittieskidsrock008.blogspot.com/2010/08/my-first-week-as-6th-grader.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5716127436800405965/posts/default/5038985568454830957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5716127436800405965/posts/default/5038985568454830957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smittieskidsrock008.blogspot.com/2010/08/my-first-week-as-6th-grader.html' title='My first week as a 6th grader.'/><author><name>Olive's thoughts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11302475391112784667</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oBEm0Las9Es/SuHUj_kyvFI/AAAAAAAAAAM/BZKgaU14-ng/S220/fooz.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5716127436800405965.post-7983177233223149704</id><published>2010-07-19T09:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-11T18:05:56.360-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Love Justin Bieber!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/r2ozuCXpVJY?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/r2ozuCXpVJY?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5716127436800405965-7983177233223149704?l=smittieskidsrock008.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smittieskidsrock008.blogspot.com/feeds/7983177233223149704/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://smittieskidsrock008.blogspot.com/2010/07/i-love-justin-bieber.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5716127436800405965/posts/default/7983177233223149704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5716127436800405965/posts/default/7983177233223149704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smittieskidsrock008.blogspot.com/2010/07/i-love-justin-bieber.html' title='I Love Justin Bieber!!!!'/><author><name>Olive's thoughts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11302475391112784667</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oBEm0Las9Es/SuHUj_kyvFI/AAAAAAAAAAM/BZKgaU14-ng/S220/fooz.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5716127436800405965.post-1722146290381510704</id><published>2010-07-13T11:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-13T11:36:55.817-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I made a select soccer team!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Well hey everyone!! It is 0!ivi@!! Well lately i have been outside like almost everyday trying out for a select soccer team, well all that work has payed off, cause i tried out 4 like 3 teams and only one gave me a scholarship and that team was Juventus. (It's italian) (Ju-Ven-Tus) And I am playing defense for now. WOO-HOO!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5716127436800405965-1722146290381510704?l=smittieskidsrock008.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smittieskidsrock008.blogspot.com/feeds/1722146290381510704/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://smittieskidsrock008.blogspot.com/2010/07/i-made-select-soccer-team.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5716127436800405965/posts/default/1722146290381510704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5716127436800405965/posts/default/1722146290381510704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smittieskidsrock008.blogspot.com/2010/07/i-made-select-soccer-team.html' title='I made a select soccer team!!'/><author><name>Olive's thoughts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11302475391112784667</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oBEm0Las9Es/SuHUj_kyvFI/AAAAAAAAAAM/BZKgaU14-ng/S220/fooz.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5716127436800405965.post-3165196199004065435</id><published>2010-07-02T19:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-02T19:41:35.522-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hey Smittie? R U out there? Part 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Dear Smittie,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#33ff33;"&gt;I was wondering about that cd that we forgot to come back for. Is it done, if so will you respond and how can we meet up with you to pick up the cd. Plus please pleeaaaaaaaeeeeeeeeeeessssssssseeeeeeeee respond and tell me how is it going.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#33ff33;"&gt;LOVE,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Olivia. :) :) Peace! Peace!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5716127436800405965-3165196199004065435?l=smittieskidsrock008.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smittieskidsrock008.blogspot.com/feeds/3165196199004065435/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://smittieskidsrock008.blogspot.com/2010/07/hey-smittie-r-u-out-there-part-2.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5716127436800405965/posts/default/3165196199004065435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5716127436800405965/posts/default/3165196199004065435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smittieskidsrock008.blogspot.com/2010/07/hey-smittie-r-u-out-there-part-2.html' title='Hey Smittie? R U out there? Part 2'/><author><name>Olive's thoughts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11302475391112784667</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oBEm0Las9Es/SuHUj_kyvFI/AAAAAAAAAAM/BZKgaU14-ng/S220/fooz.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5716127436800405965.post-4256551884506357583</id><published>2010-06-28T18:58:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-28T19:08:30.740-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hey Smittie? R U out there?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Dear Smittie,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Will u respond to this blog pleeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeaaaaaaaaaaaaaassssssssssssseeeeeeee. Cuz I miss u and the whole class already. So please respond to this message. To show how much I miss u and the class, please look @ this pic below.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a id="aimgMain" href="http://rds.yahoo.com/_ylt=A9G_bF8MVSlM3kgA4sqjzbkF/SIG=12pbbcj07/EXP=1277863564/**http%3a//i231.photobucket.com/albums/ee134/donielle_Flynn/sad_puppy.jpg" target="_top"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5716127436800405965-4256551884506357583?l=smittieskidsrock008.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smittieskidsrock008.blogspot.com/feeds/4256551884506357583/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://smittieskidsrock008.blogspot.com/2010/06/hey-smittie-r-u-out-there.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5716127436800405965/posts/default/4256551884506357583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5716127436800405965/posts/default/4256551884506357583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smittieskidsrock008.blogspot.com/2010/06/hey-smittie-r-u-out-there.html' title='Hey Smittie? 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In Band, which by the way I will be playing the oboe and one of the only ones in band. Well, Gtg!! Bye!! :( :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5716127436800405965-7905156779773587981?l=smittieskidsrock008.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smittieskidsrock008.blogspot.com/feeds/7905156779773587981/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://smittieskidsrock008.blogspot.com/2010/06/what-it-feels-like-being-6th-grader.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5716127436800405965/posts/default/7905156779773587981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5716127436800405965/posts/default/7905156779773587981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smittieskidsrock008.blogspot.com/2010/06/what-it-feels-like-being-6th-grader.html' title='What it feels like being a 6th grader'/><author><name>Olive's thoughts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11302475391112784667</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oBEm0Las9Es/SuHUj_kyvFI/AAAAAAAAAAM/BZKgaU14-ng/S220/fooz.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5716127436800405965.post-297982886505639605</id><published>2010-05-20T06:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-20T06:40:19.843-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="480" height="390"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.xtranormal.com/site_media/players/jwplayer.swf"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param 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height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oBEm0Las9Es/SuHUj_kyvFI/AAAAAAAAAAM/BZKgaU14-ng/S220/fooz.png'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5716127436800405965.post-7741558244310671629</id><published>2010-05-19T07:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-19T08:34:06.809-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Champoinship game that is coming up</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;Well my Champoinship game is coming up.... And my team is playing another team called&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt; Lady Dragons&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;. So my team is very nervous and scared B/C the coach says or yells from the sideline to stomp on our throats when we fall. But then again the referree will handle him and his big fat mouth of his. So wish my team good luck!!!! Love, Olivia #10&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt; :.) Peace!!!! Happy Me!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5716127436800405965-7741558244310671629?l=smittieskidsrock008.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smittieskidsrock008.blogspot.com/feeds/7741558244310671629/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://smittieskidsrock008.blogspot.com/2010/05/my-champoinship-game-that-is-coming-up.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5716127436800405965/posts/default/7741558244310671629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5716127436800405965/posts/default/7741558244310671629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smittieskidsrock008.blogspot.com/2010/05/my-champoinship-game-that-is-coming-up.html' title='My Champoinship game that is coming up'/><author><name>Olive's thoughts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11302475391112784667</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oBEm0Las9Es/SuHUj_kyvFI/AAAAAAAAAAM/BZKgaU14-ng/S220/fooz.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5716127436800405965.post-5820808298585458030</id><published>2010-05-17T10:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-19T07:53:57.822-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My crossed animal (Which is pretty cool)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oBEm0Las9Es/S_P1jnZgmDI/AAAAAAAAAA4/ptYUN01fu6U/s1600/SCAN0195.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 232px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oBEm0Las9Es/S_P1jnZgmDI/AAAAAAAAAA4/ptYUN01fu6U/s320/SCAN0195.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472987964405487666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is my "new" animal. Or a cross between a Yeti crab and a Bulabula iguana. I know weird, but it was all I could think of. And here is the drawing. (sorry for the upside down or upside whatever situation) Here are some facts for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Facts about the 8 eyed Yeti Bulabula iguana crab.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;It has 8 eyes of course&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Has 8 legs&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Can live up to 28 years on its own&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Can climb trees&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Lives in the Rain forest in New Guinea&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Has 2 hairy crab arms with iguana hands&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Is poisonous&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Can live in the water&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Is 17cm long&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Has a iguana tail&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Is a Omnivore&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Small&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that concludes this blog post and about my animal that I "discovered". So thank-you for looking!! If you see one Do not and I repeat Do not get near him. Thanks!!!! Bye!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5716127436800405965-5820808298585458030?l=smittieskidsrock008.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smittieskidsrock008.blogspot.com/feeds/5820808298585458030/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://smittieskidsrock008.blogspot.com/2010/05/my-crossed-animal-which-is-pretty-cool.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5716127436800405965/posts/default/5820808298585458030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5716127436800405965/posts/default/5820808298585458030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smittieskidsrock008.blogspot.com/2010/05/my-crossed-animal-which-is-pretty-cool.html' title='My crossed animal (Which is pretty cool)'/><author><name>Olive's thoughts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11302475391112784667</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oBEm0Las9Es/SuHUj_kyvFI/AAAAAAAAAAM/BZKgaU14-ng/S220/fooz.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oBEm0Las9Es/S_P1jnZgmDI/AAAAAAAAAA4/ptYUN01fu6U/s72-c/SCAN0195.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5716127436800405965.post-2381784321123461745</id><published>2010-04-05T06:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-05T06:35:33.013-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Future Quest</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:courier new;" &gt;Will&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;TAKS&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;help on my future? Yes. Because I actually learn from it, plus all it is , is a test to prove what you learned, and well to me it will help me get into college, and maybe get me a scholarship into college depending how good I do. To me &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;TAKS&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;means a lot. Because it helps me by what objective I need help on. And &lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;to me all I see it as is ugly, but it actually is to me a gold coin. (or a piece of candy) Plus it could as I said earlier.... help me with college. And I sometimes on the reading find the stories pretty interesting. When I get to 6th grade, it could help me there too. Because.... it will help me determine if I will get good or bad classes. If I don't pass then I'll get stuck with bad classes, if I do pass, then I'll get stuck with good classes. So &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;TAKS&lt;/span&gt; is Tuesday, and Wednesday plus Thursday for extra time. And I have to pass. I've already been to tutoring, and I think I'm ready. Alright I got to go, just remember &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;TAKS&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;means my future, and I have to pass to get to where I really want to go. &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;The-End!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-family:courier new;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5716127436800405965-2381784321123461745?l=smittieskidsrock008.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smittieskidsrock008.blogspot.com/feeds/2381784321123461745/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://smittieskidsrock008.blogspot.com/2010/04/future-quest.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5716127436800405965/posts/default/2381784321123461745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5716127436800405965/posts/default/2381784321123461745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smittieskidsrock008.blogspot.com/2010/04/future-quest.html' title='Future Quest'/><author><name>Olive's thoughts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11302475391112784667</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oBEm0Las9Es/SuHUj_kyvFI/AAAAAAAAAAM/BZKgaU14-ng/S220/fooz.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5716127436800405965.post-5058865837040841252</id><published>2010-04-01T06:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-01T06:26:31.042-07:00</updated><title type='text'>How I felt when me and Lily did our rap song</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: webdings;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;So&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; me and Lily were supposed to write and compose a math rap song, well you want to know what we did it on? UPSL. So we were writing our lyrics, and it was kind of fun because for 1 the lyrics were kind of funny, and our song was kind of off on the lyrics, but who cared I thought that it was going to be a hit. Literally. But who knows it was fun, and exciting, plus we kind of acted like H00P$ @ND Y0Y0. HA-HA-HA-HA!!!!&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; A&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;nd&lt;/span&gt; I &lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;ctually&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; enjoyed it a lot, because I have never really written a rap song. But yeah it was fun.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5716127436800405965-5058865837040841252?l=smittieskidsrock008.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smittieskidsrock008.blogspot.com/feeds/5058865837040841252/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://smittieskidsrock008.blogspot.com/2010/04/how-i-felt-when-me-and-lily-did-our-rap.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5716127436800405965/posts/default/5058865837040841252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5716127436800405965/posts/default/5058865837040841252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smittieskidsrock008.blogspot.com/2010/04/how-i-felt-when-me-and-lily-did-our-rap.html' title='How I felt when me and Lily did our rap song'/><author><name>Olive's thoughts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11302475391112784667</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oBEm0Las9Es/SuHUj_kyvFI/AAAAAAAAAAM/BZKgaU14-ng/S220/fooz.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5716127436800405965.post-7226962801120801509</id><published>2010-03-31T09:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-31T09:22:22.868-07:00</updated><title type='text'>H00p$ @nd Y0y0'$ R@p By lily and olive</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="post-header"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;object classid="clsid:d27cdb6e-ae6d-11cf-96b8-444553540000" codebase="http://fpdownload.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,0,0" id="mp3playerdarksmallv3" align="middle" height="25" width="210"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="sameDomain"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.podbean.com/podcast-audio-video-blog-player/mp3playerdarksmallv3.swf?audioPath=http://imaginebeingbetter.podbean.com/mf/play/xebukp/H00pndY0y0Rp.mp3&amp;amp;autoStart=no"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;param name="quality" value="high"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#ffffff"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;embed src="http://www.podbean.com/podcast-audio-video-blog-player/mp3playerdarksmallv3.swf?audioPath=http://imaginebeingbetter.podbean.com/mf/play/xebukp/H00pndY0y0Rp.mp3&amp;amp;autoStart=no" quality="high" name="mp3playerdarksmallv3" allowscriptaccess="sameDomain" wmode="transparent" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" align="middle" height="25" width="210"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="border-bottom: medium none; font-family: arial,helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: 11px; font-weight: normal; padding-left: 41px; color: rgb(45, 162, 116); text-decoration: none;" href="http://www.podbean.com/"&gt;Powered by Podbean.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5716127436800405965-7226962801120801509?l=smittieskidsrock008.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smittieskidsrock008.blogspot.com/feeds/7226962801120801509/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://smittieskidsrock008.blogspot.com/2010/03/h00p-nd-y0y0-rp-by-lily-and-olive.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5716127436800405965/posts/default/7226962801120801509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5716127436800405965/posts/default/7226962801120801509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smittieskidsrock008.blogspot.com/2010/03/h00p-nd-y0y0-rp-by-lily-and-olive.html' title='H00p$ @nd Y0y0&apos;$ R@p By lily and olive'/><author><name>Olive's thoughts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11302475391112784667</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oBEm0Las9Es/SuHUj_kyvFI/AAAAAAAAAAM/BZKgaU14-ng/S220/fooz.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5716127436800405965.post-2858943981523455144</id><published>2010-03-24T06:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-24T06:49:38.317-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Feelings for the Big Ugly</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;1. Express your truest feelings about your thoughts of having to come back to school after chillin' for a week&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;I feel 50 50 when it comes to coming back to school, and spring break was long, and relaxing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;2. Provide your thoughts about having to take the TAKS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;My thoughts are, well to tell you the truth, I'm very nervous that I'll fail. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;3. Tell me what the TAKS test means to you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;It means to me if I fail, I won't be in NEHS anymore, or Student Council, or Camera Crew. So I hope that I pass, and don't get kicked out of any of the 3 things I just mentioned.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;4. Describe the importance of the TAKS test and those who deem it most critical&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Well.... if you think about it, the state is just testing what you know, plus my mom thinks it is very important for college, and I think that it's just a math and reading test that should be thrown in the trash.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;5. Explain your confident level in taking the test&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;I would say my confident level is 10.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;6. Convey what you will do about the test once you take over after graduating from college&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;I'll get rid of it for life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5716127436800405965-2858943981523455144?l=smittieskidsrock008.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smittieskidsrock008.blogspot.com/feeds/2858943981523455144/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://smittieskidsrock008.blogspot.com/2010/03/my-feelings-for-big-ugly.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5716127436800405965/posts/default/2858943981523455144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5716127436800405965/posts/default/2858943981523455144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smittieskidsrock008.blogspot.com/2010/03/my-feelings-for-big-ugly.html' title='My Feelings for the Big Ugly'/><author><name>Olive's thoughts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11302475391112784667</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oBEm0Las9Es/SuHUj_kyvFI/AAAAAAAAAAM/BZKgaU14-ng/S220/fooz.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5716127436800405965.post-6043084735802246788</id><published>2010-03-01T06:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-01T06:29:53.057-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Weekend of Feb. 26-28,2010</title><content type='html'>This Weekend I went to my brother's soccer game. It was good, till my friend, Savannah, and I, were almost hit with a soccer ball. But we didn't HA-HA-HA!! And after the game, my brother's friend had to come with us, it wasn't fun, because my nickname is Olive Garden, or just Olive, well they just started to tease me about it, and I almost hurt both of them with a soccer ball, but I didn't. (P.S, the score was 4-2) which means they lost. Then we went to my Great Grandpa's house for my Mom's cousin Salvy. He came with his wife, and 2 boys, which 1 was 3, and the other was 10 months. It was so fun!! I got to play with my little cousin's I didn't know about till now!! Then like an hour later, my cousin Gloria, came in with her baby,(who is also my other little cousin who was born last October. (in 2009) and started to let me and my cousin who is my age, play with him.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5716127436800405965-6043084735802246788?l=smittieskidsrock008.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smittieskidsrock008.blogspot.com/feeds/6043084735802246788/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://smittieskidsrock008.blogspot.com/2010/03/my-weekend-of-feb-26-282010.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5716127436800405965/posts/default/6043084735802246788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5716127436800405965/posts/default/6043084735802246788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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/&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;1. is because he was against slavery.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;2. is because he is the greatest, fairest, most against slavery President that ever lived.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;3. is because he guided the U.S through the Civil War.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;4. is because he gave speeches that were about slavery, but against slavery of course.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;5. is because he helped form the new Republican Party for an anti-slavery platform.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;6. is because he reunited a fractured nation,and almost single-handedly ended slavery in the process.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;And those are the reasons I would vote for 'Honest Abe', or President Abraham Lincoln.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5716127436800405965-2647558140035816748?l=smittieskidsrock008.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smittieskidsrock008.blogspot.com/feeds/2647558140035816748/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://smittieskidsrock008.blogspot.com/2010/02/presidents-day-1860-presidential.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5716127436800405965/posts/default/2647558140035816748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5716127436800405965/posts/default/2647558140035816748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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ago my son left for war, and we've been talking by letter, and yesterday he told me that 2 days from now, he'll be coming home from the war!! I have already phoned all of the family saying come and enjoy a celebration dinner with me and our war hero. I just hope that he will return home safe and sound. Why did I say yes in the first place. I can't sleep well at night now. I guess I'm just so excited about him coming home. (2 days later).... Finally I can see my son!! I've had to wait for 8 hours. Then there he was, standing like his father with his war uniform on. I ran toward him with arms wide open with&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,204,255)"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt; everything I got and said,"Son.." Then he said,"Mom.." Then we ran towards each other with arms wide open saying,"Finally!!" Then we went home for our reunion.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,255,255)"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,204,255)"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Dear Ma,and Pa,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,204,255)"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Your grandson just came home from war as a hero.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,204,255)"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;So come and celebrate with the family as we eat in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,204,255)"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;honor of my war hero. At 6:00 Thursday evening at my&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,204,255)"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;home in Boston. HOPE YOU CAN COME!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,204,255)"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Your wonderful daughter,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,204,255); FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Olivia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,204,255)"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,204,255)"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Dear Susan and family,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,204,255)"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;You nephew just came home from war as a hero.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,204,255)"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;So come and celebrate with the family as we eat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,204,255)"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;in honor of my war hero. At 6:00 Thursday evening&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,204,255)"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;at my home in Boston. HOPE YOU CAN COME!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,204,255)"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Your amazing sister,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,204,255); FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Olivia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,204,255)"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Dear Cousins of mine,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,204,255)"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Your cousin just came home from&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,204,255)"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;war as a hero. So come celebrate with&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,204,255)"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;the family as we eat in honor of my war&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,204,255)"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;hero. At 6:00 Thursday evening at my home&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,204,255)"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;in Boston. HOPE YOU CAN COME!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,204,255)"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Your favorite cousin,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,204,255); FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Olivia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;Dear Diary,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;I'm so delighted that my son is home&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;from war. I wish that his father was here though,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;his father would've been so proud of him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;Now that it is time for the celebration dinner,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;I must go now, till next time,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;Olivia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,204,255)"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;So I went downstairs to greet my guests when&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,204,255)"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;my son came to me and said,"Mom don't let the&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,204,255)"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;twins up here, they'll get into my stuff." Then I said,"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,204,255)"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Ok.""Now go get ready for the family if you wish to eat your&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,204,255)"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;favorite meal." Then he ran upstairs to get his pants on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,204,255)"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;When I opened the door, my brother came to me and said,"Olivia!!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,204,255)"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;"So jolly to see you.""And you look magnificent." Then I said,"Thank you.""Where's the family?" I asked."They are right here." Then my&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,204,255)"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;niece and nephew came up to me and hugged me as hard as they could.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,204,255)"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;I then said,"Welcome.""Come and sit on the couch." "Dinner's almost ready." Then my son came down and everyone had already arrived&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,255,255)"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,204,255)"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;so it was clear that my son d&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-size:medium;"&gt;ressed real slow. Then everyone just went up to him and said,"Welcome home!" and stuff like that. Then after a long dinner party everyone had finally left. And we pretty much partied for 6 hours. Then after the dishes were washed, and the whole house was scrubbed down completely... Me and my son finally had the house to ourselves. So that meant that we would get to do 1 of his favorite things. Stare at the stars till morning.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:arial, serif;color:#33CCFF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);  font-family:'courier new', serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;And we lived happily ever after. THE-END!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5716127436800405965-629748186762574297?l=smittieskidsrock008.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smittieskidsrock008.blogspot.com/feeds/629748186762574297/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://smittieskidsrock008.blogspot.com/2009/12/mom-im-coming-home-from-war.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5716127436800405965/posts/default/629748186762574297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5716127436800405965/posts/default/629748186762574297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smittieskidsrock008.blogspot.com/2009/12/mom-im-coming-home-from-war.html' title='Mom, I&apos;m coming home from the War!!'/><author><name>Olive's thoughts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11302475391112784667</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oBEm0Las9Es/SuHUj_kyvFI/AAAAAAAAAAM/BZKgaU14-ng/S220/fooz.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5716127436800405965.post-393372999455376711</id><published>2009-11-05T10:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-12T15:38:00.944-08:00</updated><title type='text'>What it's like as a slave (for a day.)</title><content type='html'>What it's like as a slave (for a day.)&lt;br /&gt;Chapter 1:The horrible attack.&lt;br /&gt;It all started out on a normal day in West Africa. I was in my house playing with my friend, when all of a sudden I heard some gunshots and a women screaming next door, when someone from the next nearby village bust down my door and grabbed me ,and my friend ,and 5 more men came in and ran inside for my family. Me and my friend started to scream, but the man told us that if we continue to scream, he would kill us, so we stopped screaming and we were quiet the rest of the long trip we were on.&lt;br /&gt;Chapter 2:The chain journey to the coast.&lt;br /&gt;40 minutes later, me and my friend and family were chained together with wrist chains and ankle chains. We were forced to walk like 40 miles to the coast, so we could be put on a ship that had other people on it.We were halfway there when suddenly my friend fainted on the ground like that. Then the man said,"Who fainted!!!" and I was brave enough to say,"My friend, sir.""Well wake her up if you can and let's get moving.""We don't have much time."So I started to wake her up, and she woke up saying,"What happened?!" then I said,"You fainted. That's what happened."" And the guy said to wake you up as soon as possible.""So I did." Half an hour later, we arrived at this strange place with these strange people who were going to take my friend and my family, and me of course, to this odd place these so called Americans call, North America.&lt;br /&gt;Chapter 3:The ship ride to a new world.&lt;br /&gt;While on the ship, my friend was reunited with her family because they separated my friend from my family and then.... My father just started to scream and then two guards came and said,"Be quiet!!!!!!" and hit him with the bottom of their guns.Then I screamed and one the guards turned around and slapped me hard.Then I did nothing ,but sit next to my older brother,and my mom.&lt;br /&gt;Chapter 4:My arrival in America.&lt;br /&gt;One morning at dawn, it had been 6months or so, or at least it felt like it.I heard some man scream, "Land Hooo!!!!" Then some man came in the gigantic room of like 2600 slaves and said,"Wake up all of ya." and some other guy came behind him with a whip as long as a boa constrictor. So my family got off the ship and knew we were going to have to start our new lives here in what the Americans called,"America".&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5716127436800405965-393372999455376711?l=smittieskidsrock008.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smittieskidsrock008.blogspot.com/feeds/393372999455376711/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://smittieskidsrock008.blogspot.com/2009/11/what-its-like-as-slave-for-day.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5716127436800405965/posts/default/393372999455376711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5716127436800405965/posts/default/393372999455376711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smittieskidsrock008.blogspot.com/2009/11/what-its-like-as-slave-for-day.html' title='What it&apos;s like as a slave (for a day.)'/><author><name>Olive's thoughts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11302475391112784667</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oBEm0Las9Es/SuHUj_kyvFI/AAAAAAAAAAM/BZKgaU14-ng/S220/fooz.png'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5716127436800405965.post-2080471479158365419</id><published>2009-10-16T08:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-16T08:48:02.873-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tearing off my labels assignment #2</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;object classid="clsid:d27cdb6e-ae6d-11cf-96b8-444553540000" codebase="http://fpdownload.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,0,0" width="210" height="25" id="mp3playerlightsmallv3" align="middle"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="sameDomain"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.podbean.com/podcast-audio-video-blog-player/mp3playerlightsmallv3.swf?audioPath=http://imaginebeingbetter.podbean.com/mf/play/sxarpf/Oliviaslabels.mp3&amp;amp;autoStart=no"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;param name="quality" value="high"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#ffffff"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;embed src="http://www.podbean.com/podcast-audio-video-blog-player/mp3playerlightsmallv3.swf?audioPath=http://imaginebeingbetter.podbean.com/mf/play/sxarpf/Oliviaslabels.mp3&amp;amp;autoStart=no" quality="high" width="210" height="25" name="mp3playerlightsmallv3" align="middle" allowscriptaccess="sameDomain" wmode="transparent" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial, helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; font-weight: normal; padding-left: 41px; color: #2DA274; text-decoration: none; border-bottom: none;" href="http://www.podbean.com"&gt;Powered by Podbean.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5716127436800405965-2080471479158365419?l=smittieskidsrock008.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smittieskidsrock008.blogspot.com/feeds/2080471479158365419/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://smittieskidsrock008.blogspot.com/2009/10/tearing-off-my-labels-assignment-2.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5716127436800405965/posts/default/2080471479158365419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5716127436800405965/posts/default/2080471479158365419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smittieskidsrock008.blogspot.com/2009/10/tearing-off-my-labels-assignment-2.html' title='Tearing off my labels assignment #2'/><author><name>Olive's thoughts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11302475391112784667</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oBEm0Las9Es/SuHUj_kyvFI/AAAAAAAAAAM/BZKgaU14-ng/S220/fooz.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5716127436800405965.post-7288208272497867213</id><published>2009-10-05T19:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-05T20:50:59.310-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Marvalous Monday</title><content type='html'>It all started out when I woke up to a loud, and crazy morning around 10:30a.m. My grandpa arrived to help fix some things around the house. He was a bit noisy, and it hurt my ears. After that wild racket, I couldn't sleep, so I decided to get out of bed, and make myself some microwaveable pancakes. Those fluffy, pieces of heaven made me almost fall asleep on the dining-room table. Which was made of wood. Then I put my plate, and silverware in the sink like I was supposed to. Then I went to my restroom, and brushed my teeth, did my hair, then I went to my room and got dressed for the really cloudy, day ahead of me. Then around 11:20a.m, my brother, Jacob, the lazy couch potato of the family, said his friend Robert,and my friend Gabriella, were coming to pick us up for the movies. They were taking us to see "Cloudy with a chance of meatballs." And afterwards, they took us to CiCi's, and that was so good. Then we went over to their house afterwards. Then around 5:15, our mom picked us up, and took us home. When we got home, Jacob had to get ready for his soccer practice. So he did. Then when we were already there, my mom reminded me that I had a soccer game at 8:00. Then she told me she was just playing. It got canceled the day before. So during my brother's practice, my mom and I went to go get gas. Then we went to go get my brother. At around 8:00 or 9:00, we had finally left practice, with one of Jacob's soccer friends, Christian. We had to take him home. After we dropped him off at his house, my mom took my brother and me to Sonic. When we were taking our dinner home, I heard one of my favorite songs on the radio, "Party in the U.S.A" by Miley Cyrus. So of course I started to sing along. When we got home, we all went to wash our hands in the restroom, and set the dinner table. Then when the tv turned on, we started to eat. We were watching "Dancing with the stars." Then I went to my restroom and went to take a shower. After I got out, I went to my room to get dressed. Then I went back to the restroom to do my hair,and brushed my teeth. After that I went to my computer to start my blogging assignment. And that's all folks!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5716127436800405965-7288208272497867213?l=smittieskidsrock008.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smittieskidsrock008.blogspot.com/feeds/7288208272497867213/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://smittieskidsrock008.blogspot.com/2009/10/my-marvalous-monday.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5716127436800405965/posts/default/7288208272497867213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5716127436800405965/posts/default/7288208272497867213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smittieskidsrock008.blogspot.com/2009/10/my-marvalous-monday.html' title='My Marvalous Monday'/><author><name>Olive's thoughts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11302475391112784667</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oBEm0Las9Es/SuHUj_kyvFI/AAAAAAAAAAM/BZKgaU14-ng/S220/fooz.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5716127436800405965.post-1930606541125963219</id><published>2009-09-17T10:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-17T10:32:51.358-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ecosystems-How we depend on each other</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Ecosystems is what we're learning about in class these few couple of weeks. We got some Mosquito Fish &amp;amp;  baby Mosquito Fish,snails,elodia,gravel,seeds,crickets,rollie-pollies, &amp;amp; soil. It is just so much fun watching the animals do what they usually do in their natural habitat's,growing seeds that are going to be huge!! My group &amp;amp; I think we have a pregnant fish,but who knows?! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5716127436800405965-1930606541125963219?l=smittieskidsrock008.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smittieskidsrock008.blogspot.com/feeds/1930606541125963219/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://smittieskidsrock008.blogspot.com/2009/09/ecosystems-how-we-depend-on-each-other.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5716127436800405965/posts/default/1930606541125963219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5716127436800405965/posts/default/1930606541125963219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smittieskidsrock008.blogspot.com/2009/09/ecosystems-how-we-depend-on-each-other.html' title='Ecosystems-How we depend on each other'/><author><name>Olive's thoughts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11302475391112784667</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oBEm0Las9Es/SuHUj_kyvFI/AAAAAAAAAAM/BZKgaU14-ng/S220/fooz.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
