<?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-4331627056446255700</id><updated>2011-04-21T10:42:40.549-07:00</updated><category term='English'/><category term='books'/><title type='text'>Writing Blooms</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://writingblooms.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4331627056446255700/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://writingblooms.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>taresag</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00764312272922804824</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PqaSLvBbkHk/SZ8I_B0jYGI/AAAAAAAAABI/Z2Fmd_riunU/S220/180px-Cebus_albifrons_edit.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>21</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4331627056446255700.post-4813686153435817465</id><published>2009-05-18T07:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-18T07:21:53.301-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Night Book Review</title><content type='html'>This autobiographical novel tells the story of Eliezer, a teenage Jewish boy from the small Transylvanian village of Sighet. He is 17 when transported to Auschwitz, Buna, and finally Buchenwald with his father. Eliezer loses his faith, argues with God, and is sustained only by the need to care for his father. Instead of God, he is rescued by an American tank.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4331627056446255700-4813686153435817465?l=writingblooms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://writingblooms.blogspot.com/feeds/4813686153435817465/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4331627056446255700&amp;postID=4813686153435817465' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4331627056446255700/posts/default/4813686153435817465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4331627056446255700/posts/default/4813686153435817465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://writingblooms.blogspot.com/2009/05/night-book-review.html' title='Night Book Review'/><author><name>taresag</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00764312272922804824</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PqaSLvBbkHk/SZ8I_B0jYGI/AAAAAAAAABI/Z2Fmd_riunU/S220/180px-Cebus_albifrons_edit.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4331627056446255700.post-703295809585372375</id><published>2009-05-18T07:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-18T07:18:57.195-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Book review #3</title><content type='html'>There are two identical twins, Mary Lee and Madrigal. They have lived together for 17 years until their parents separate them. Mary Lee is sent off to boarding school where she is very lonely and doesn't have any friends, while Madrigal stays at home. Madrigal goes to visit Mary Lee. They decide to go skiing. Madrigal is getting all the attention from the girls at Mary Lee's School, so they decide to swap ski suits. Madrigal is killed when the ski lift wire breaks and everyone thinks it was Mary Lee. Mary Lee then goes back home where she assumes the life of her sister. She finds out lots of terrible things about her sister's life. Mary Lee also finds out that he weekend Madrigal came to visit was supposed to be when Madrigal killed her. Finally Mary Lee can bear it no more and breaks her cover only to find out her parents already knew.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4331627056446255700-703295809585372375?l=writingblooms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://writingblooms.blogspot.com/feeds/703295809585372375/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4331627056446255700&amp;postID=703295809585372375' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4331627056446255700/posts/default/703295809585372375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4331627056446255700/posts/default/703295809585372375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://writingblooms.blogspot.com/2009/05/book-review-3.html' title='Book review #3'/><author><name>taresag</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00764312272922804824</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PqaSLvBbkHk/SZ8I_B0jYGI/AAAAAAAAABI/Z2Fmd_riunU/S220/180px-Cebus_albifrons_edit.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4331627056446255700.post-3381298792205596000</id><published>2009-05-06T06:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-06T06:22:51.422-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Book review 2</title><content type='html'>Well the book that i am reading is called "Night" and i thought that it was a really sad book because so of the people in the book got killed and some had to work long hours for nothing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4331627056446255700-3381298792205596000?l=writingblooms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://writingblooms.blogspot.com/feeds/3381298792205596000/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4331627056446255700&amp;postID=3381298792205596000' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4331627056446255700/posts/default/3381298792205596000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4331627056446255700/posts/default/3381298792205596000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://writingblooms.blogspot.com/2009/05/book-review-2.html' title='Book review 2'/><author><name>taresag</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00764312272922804824</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PqaSLvBbkHk/SZ8I_B0jYGI/AAAAAAAAABI/Z2Fmd_riunU/S220/180px-Cebus_albifrons_edit.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4331627056446255700.post-4971111731173902067</id><published>2009-05-06T06:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-06T06:20:41.370-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Favorite web based tool</title><content type='html'>well i like my blog because i can be able to go on the blog and put things on it and then people will be able to read it.  I also like my gmail account because i can send messages to people that i know and they will write me back when they get it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4331627056446255700-4971111731173902067?l=writingblooms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://writingblooms.blogspot.com/feeds/4971111731173902067/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4331627056446255700&amp;postID=4971111731173902067' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4331627056446255700/posts/default/4971111731173902067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4331627056446255700/posts/default/4971111731173902067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://writingblooms.blogspot.com/2009/05/favorite-web-based-tool.html' title='Favorite web based tool'/><author><name>taresag</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00764312272922804824</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PqaSLvBbkHk/SZ8I_B0jYGI/AAAAAAAAABI/Z2Fmd_riunU/S220/180px-Cebus_albifrons_edit.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4331627056446255700.post-7722810712121103269</id><published>2009-05-06T06:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-08T06:20:43.668-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Interest and disturbing thought about the holocaust</title><content type='html'>Well the concentration camps are camps where prisoners are kept and tortured at the high part. The people at the concentration camps had to work for the food that they were allowed to have but sometimes they did not get any food.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4331627056446255700-7722810712121103269?l=writingblooms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://writingblooms.blogspot.com/feeds/7722810712121103269/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4331627056446255700&amp;postID=7722810712121103269' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4331627056446255700/posts/default/7722810712121103269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4331627056446255700/posts/default/7722810712121103269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://writingblooms.blogspot.com/2009/05/interest-and-disturbing-thought-about.html' title='Interest and disturbing thought about the holocaust'/><author><name>taresag</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00764312272922804824</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PqaSLvBbkHk/SZ8I_B0jYGI/AAAAAAAAABI/Z2Fmd_riunU/S220/180px-Cebus_albifrons_edit.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4331627056446255700.post-7497400536727741216</id><published>2009-05-06T06:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-06T06:16:45.430-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Haiku</title><content type='html'>Lets pay tribute to...&lt;br /&gt;Courage to be responsible;&lt;br /&gt;so be responsible.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4331627056446255700-7497400536727741216?l=writingblooms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://writingblooms.blogspot.com/feeds/7497400536727741216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4331627056446255700&amp;postID=7497400536727741216' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4331627056446255700/posts/default/7497400536727741216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4331627056446255700/posts/default/7497400536727741216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://writingblooms.blogspot.com/2009/05/haiku.html' title='Haiku'/><author><name>taresag</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00764312272922804824</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PqaSLvBbkHk/SZ8I_B0jYGI/AAAAAAAAABI/Z2Fmd_riunU/S220/180px-Cebus_albifrons_edit.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4331627056446255700.post-4333942056171813309</id><published>2009-05-06T06:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-06T06:13:58.315-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Spring Break reflection</title><content type='html'>Well my spring break was really good because i got to sleep in evcery day and then i watched TV and ate food, then i made for sure that my room was clean&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4331627056446255700-4333942056171813309?l=writingblooms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://writingblooms.blogspot.com/feeds/4333942056171813309/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4331627056446255700&amp;postID=4333942056171813309' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4331627056446255700/posts/default/4333942056171813309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4331627056446255700/posts/default/4333942056171813309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://writingblooms.blogspot.com/2009/05/spring-break-reflection.html' title='Spring Break reflection'/><author><name>taresag</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00764312272922804824</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PqaSLvBbkHk/SZ8I_B0jYGI/AAAAAAAAABI/Z2Fmd_riunU/S220/180px-Cebus_albifrons_edit.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4331627056446255700.post-4019178819143596639</id><published>2009-04-06T06:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-18T07:14:23.197-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Book of Shadows (Sweep, Book 1) Book Review #1</title><content type='html'>Morgan Rowlands is your average plain girl who has always felt that she has been living in the shadow of her best friend, beauty queen, Bree Warren. But then one day the gorgeous and mysterious Cal Blaire comes to Widow's Vale High. He instantly becomes one of the hottest and most popular guys there. Morgan instantly starts to fall for him as does Bree. One night Cal asks a bunch of people to a "party" which turns out to be a potential circle for the celebration of the Wiccan sabbat Mabon. At the circle something strange happens to Morgan and she starts to become a walking physcic. Slowly Morgan is drawn deeper into the beautiful and magickal world of Wicca but problems soon arrise&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4331627056446255700-4019178819143596639?l=writingblooms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://writingblooms.blogspot.com/feeds/4019178819143596639/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4331627056446255700&amp;postID=4019178819143596639' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4331627056446255700/posts/default/4019178819143596639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4331627056446255700/posts/default/4019178819143596639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://writingblooms.blogspot.com/2009/04/book-of-shadows-sweep-book-1.html' title='Book of Shadows (Sweep, Book 1) Book Review #1'/><author><name>taresag</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00764312272922804824</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PqaSLvBbkHk/SZ8I_B0jYGI/AAAAAAAAABI/Z2Fmd_riunU/S220/180px-Cebus_albifrons_edit.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4331627056446255700.post-8846977910151063329</id><published>2009-03-18T06:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-18T06:10:33.006-07:00</updated><title type='text'>New Moon By Stephanie Meyers</title><content type='html'>New Moon is the sequel to Stephenie Meyer’s remarkably good debut novel Twilight.  This novel works well enough as a stand alone but I think that you will get a better understanding of the story and maximum enjoyment from reading it if you have read Twilight first.&lt;br /&gt;New Moon is always going to be compared to Twilight and people who are expecting this novel to be essentially the same as Twilight may be disappointed.  Twilight had an almost dreamy, fairytale quality to the writing, which this story lacks.  The Cullen family of vampires are also absent from a large proportion of New Moon, and vampire fans may keenly feel their absence.  Do not let this put you off reading the book however because it is still one of the best books that I have read this year.&lt;br /&gt;The story is narrated in first person by Bella and has an obvious parallel with Shakespeare’s Romeo and Juliet and I mean obvious because even Bella recognises that she is in danger of playing out history’s greatest romantic tragedy.  I think keeping Romeo and Juliet in the forefront of the readers mind actually helps the author build the tension for the climax of the story because we can all see the tragedy that is waiting to happen.&lt;br /&gt;The pain that Bella feels when Edward abandons her is extremely well written and is really what this story is about.  Most of the things that happen to Bella in New Moon are as a result of the overwhelming loss that she is trying to bear.  Her friendship with Jacob has a doomed quality to it not only because he obviously loves her while she is in love with Edward but because he is a werewolf and he naturally hates all vampires.&lt;br /&gt;For fantasy fans, the story isn’t all about Bella and her emotional pain.  The rogue vampires Laurent and Victoria return to Forks.  They are looking for revenge against Edward but they only find Bella.  The Quileute werewolves are an exciting addition to the story and it will be interesting to see how this plot line is developed in the next novel in this series.&lt;br /&gt;I stayed up until the early hours of the morning reading this book because once I was caught up in the story I couldn’t stop reading.  I’m sure I’m not the first person, and won’t be the last person either, to say that about this novel.  New Moon is highly recommended reading.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4331627056446255700-8846977910151063329?l=writingblooms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://writingblooms.blogspot.com/feeds/8846977910151063329/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4331627056446255700&amp;postID=8846977910151063329' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4331627056446255700/posts/default/8846977910151063329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4331627056446255700/posts/default/8846977910151063329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://writingblooms.blogspot.com/2009/03/new-moon-by-stephanie-meyers.html' title='New Moon By Stephanie Meyers'/><author><name>taresag</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00764312272922804824</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PqaSLvBbkHk/SZ8I_B0jYGI/AAAAAAAAABI/Z2Fmd_riunU/S220/180px-Cebus_albifrons_edit.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4331627056446255700.post-92197390731873842</id><published>2009-03-18T06:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-18T06:09:18.168-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Twilight</title><content type='html'>Well i think that twilight was a really good book and if you like the twilight series then you should go ahead and read them.Twilight is the story of Edward and Bella’s romance.  Forget any vampire romance you have read before, Twilight is so unique it is almost like it’s in its own genre.  The book is marketed at Young Adult readers but it has the ability to cross age barriers and will satisfy both teenagers and adults alike.&lt;br /&gt;The story is told in first person from the perspective of Bella, so the reader only ever know what she knows, making Edward and his family a mystery that is slowly unravelled through out the book.  Even by the end of the book I was still thirsting for more of the Cullen family back story - hopefully their characters might be developed further in future books.  Bella herself is a well written and realistic character, shy and lacking in confidence, her sarcastic inner voice narrates the story for the reader.&lt;br /&gt;Twilight is simply and yet beautifully written.  The descriptions of Forks leave you feeling like you can almost smell the damp air and hear the rain falling on the roof. &lt;br /&gt;The romance between Edward and Bella is both touching and compelling.  There is a melancholic feel to their impossible love, yet at the same time they both are unwilling to give up hope that their relationship is not doomed.  The book reaches a fever pitch of excitement as the romance between Bella and Edward turns into a frantic race to stay alive. &lt;br /&gt;I have heard Twilight described as “a vampire story for people who don’t like vampire stories” and I think I would agree with that.  This book really has something for everyone.  Young adult readers, vampire fans or romance readers will all find Twilight to be an appealing story.&lt;br /&gt;For a Young Adult novel the book is quite long but don’t let that put you off reading it because each page is to be savoured.  Believe me, this is one book that you won’t want to end.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4331627056446255700-92197390731873842?l=writingblooms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://writingblooms.blogspot.com/feeds/92197390731873842/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4331627056446255700&amp;postID=92197390731873842' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4331627056446255700/posts/default/92197390731873842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4331627056446255700/posts/default/92197390731873842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://writingblooms.blogspot.com/2009/03/twilight.html' title='Twilight'/><author><name>taresag</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00764312272922804824</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PqaSLvBbkHk/SZ8I_B0jYGI/AAAAAAAAABI/Z2Fmd_riunU/S220/180px-Cebus_albifrons_edit.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4331627056446255700.post-7588808788085749788</id><published>2009-03-12T07:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-12T07:12:22.158-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Thoughts of the End of Level Literacy exam</title><content type='html'>Well i think that the end of level literacy exam was really bad because &lt;img class="gl_clean" alt="Remove Formatting from selection" src="http://www.blogger.com/img/blank.gif" border="0" /&gt;it took to long to do it and we should of just done it in one day.  But i liked it because of the food that Mrs. Gillmore gave us during the break and we got to talk to our friends.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4331627056446255700-7588808788085749788?l=writingblooms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://writingblooms.blogspot.com/feeds/7588808788085749788/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4331627056446255700&amp;postID=7588808788085749788' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4331627056446255700/posts/default/7588808788085749788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4331627056446255700/posts/default/7588808788085749788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://writingblooms.blogspot.com/2009/03/thoughts-of-end-of-level-literacy-exam.html' title='Thoughts of the End of Level Literacy exam'/><author><name>taresag</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00764312272922804824</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PqaSLvBbkHk/SZ8I_B0jYGI/AAAAAAAAABI/Z2Fmd_riunU/S220/180px-Cebus_albifrons_edit.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4331627056446255700.post-7874395431859716624</id><published>2009-02-17T12:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-17T12:05:09.755-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Book Review of "The Great Gatsby"</title><content type='html'>Bootlegged gin, cigarettes placed into mouths following the clicking shut of their golden cases, gowns, suits, chauffeurs. Games, double meanings, illicit affairs, fortunes made in mysterious ways, drinking to drown an awkward moment or the quiet disappointment of your life. This is the world of The Great Gastby, F. Scott Fitgerald’s 1925 masterpiece. The &lt;a class="kLink" oncontextmenu="return false;" id="KonaLink0" onmouseover="adlinkMouseOver(event,this,0);" style="POSITION: static; TEXT-DECORATION: underline! important" onclick="adlinkMouseClick(event,this,0);" onmouseout="adlinkMouseOut(event,this,0);" href="http://thecelebritycafe.com/books/full_review/491.html#" target="_top"&gt;novel&lt;/a&gt; follows the young Nick Carraway as he recounts a summer in the 1920’s that he spent in &lt;a class="kLink" oncontextmenu="return false;" id="KonaLink1" onmouseover="adlinkMouseOver(event,this,1);" style="POSITION: static; TEXT-DECORATION: underline! important" onclick="adlinkMouseClick(event,this,1);" onmouseout="adlinkMouseOut(event,this,1);" href="http://thecelebritycafe.com/books/full_review/491.html#" target="_top"&gt;New York&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;. It centers on his relationship with his cousin, Daisy, her husband, Tom, and how he gets drawn into the middle of Daisy’s affair with his neighbor, the mysteriously wealthy, unabashedly charming Mr. Jay Gatsby. Though at times his book comes off feeling like a tedious bore, Fitzgerald’s labors to create 1920 Long Island serve a very specific and tragic end. Early on, Nick earns the reader’s trust, and as the other characters become less honest and it becomes clear that very little they say or do is genuine, the reader can only sympathize with Nick when he begins to despise those around him. However, the payoff comes when &lt;a class="kLink" oncontextmenu="return false;" id="KonaLink2" onmouseover="adlinkMouseOver(event,this,2);" style="POSITION: static; TEXT-DECORATION: underline! important" onclick="adlinkMouseClick(event,this,2);" onmouseout="adlinkMouseOut(event,this,2);" href="http://thecelebritycafe.com/books/full_review/491.html#" target="_top"&gt;Fitzgerald&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;displays the heart at the bottom of these seemingly senseless characters. Eventually, the games they play break down, making the display of true emotion--and more specifically, true desire--distinctly striking. At that point, the novel also becomes a story of consequence and ascends its prior tedium; the recklessness of these characters leads to their demise. In Gatsby, we're introduced to a doll-house. We're shown a world of glass, and though Fitzgerald makes us disgusted with what we've seen, there is something overwhelmingly tragic about watching the whole thing crumble to the ground.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4331627056446255700-7874395431859716624?l=writingblooms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://writingblooms.blogspot.com/feeds/7874395431859716624/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4331627056446255700&amp;postID=7874395431859716624' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4331627056446255700/posts/default/7874395431859716624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4331627056446255700/posts/default/7874395431859716624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://writingblooms.blogspot.com/2009/02/book-review-of-great-gatsby.html' title='Book Review of &quot;The Great Gatsby&quot;'/><author><name>taresag</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00764312272922804824</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PqaSLvBbkHk/SZ8I_B0jYGI/AAAAAAAAABI/Z2Fmd_riunU/S220/180px-Cebus_albifrons_edit.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4331627056446255700.post-248952293222432348</id><published>2009-02-17T12:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-17T12:03:39.956-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Book review for Eclipse</title><content type='html'>OK, I liked "Eclipse" better than "New Moon". The pace of the story was great, we saw more Edward and more of the Cullens - which I liked. I loved learning more of the Cullens' back stories.&lt;br /&gt;The build up to the battle was good and the alliance between the "good vampires" and the werewolves against the "bad vampires" led by Victoria was fun. The fight against Victoria was quite gruesome and well told. I still think the development of all the characters is somewhat weak and one-dimensional, except interestingly for Jacob - maybe because of his dual life, we get to know him better.&lt;br /&gt;As for Bella, while she annoyed me less - I still don't really like her. As a heroine for teenage girls, I'm still having trouble with her low self-esteem, her neediness and the fact that she hasn't told her parents about what's going on. I don't like that so many people now know the truth about her and about Edward, including Billy (supposedly her father's best friend) and no one has told Charlie. Someone (maybe Edward?) should sit Charlie down and explain the whole thing to him.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4331627056446255700-248952293222432348?l=writingblooms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://writingblooms.blogspot.com/feeds/248952293222432348/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4331627056446255700&amp;postID=248952293222432348' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4331627056446255700/posts/default/248952293222432348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4331627056446255700/posts/default/248952293222432348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://writingblooms.blogspot.com/2009/02/book-review-for-eclipse.html' title='Book review for Eclipse'/><author><name>taresag</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00764312272922804824</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PqaSLvBbkHk/SZ8I_B0jYGI/AAAAAAAAABI/Z2Fmd_riunU/S220/180px-Cebus_albifrons_edit.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4331627056446255700.post-6479792316454437334</id><published>2009-02-16T11:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-16T11:45:11.663-08:00</updated><title type='text'>What is Materialism?</title><content type='html'>Well i think that Materialism is the philosophical theory that regards matter and its motions as constituting the universe, and all phenomena, including those of mind, as due to material agencies.  In the book "The Great Gatsby", their is a lot of Materialism in it and it is about the characters in this book.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4331627056446255700-6479792316454437334?l=writingblooms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://writingblooms.blogspot.com/feeds/6479792316454437334/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4331627056446255700&amp;postID=6479792316454437334' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4331627056446255700/posts/default/6479792316454437334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4331627056446255700/posts/default/6479792316454437334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://writingblooms.blogspot.com/2009/02/what-is-materialism.html' title='What is Materialism?'/><author><name>taresag</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00764312272922804824</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PqaSLvBbkHk/SZ8I_B0jYGI/AAAAAAAAABI/Z2Fmd_riunU/S220/180px-Cebus_albifrons_edit.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4331627056446255700.post-5361925703801548855</id><published>2008-12-18T07:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-18T07:30:40.761-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Junior 0.5</title><content type='html'>Well i am going to have to say that this book is like half of my junior year.  It is not going well and it is a really good book.  This book is about a girl who moves to a new school is Pheonix where she had to go and live with her father and it was just like me when i had to move from Sulphur Rock to Batesville and i thought that i would not have any friends but i still had one of my best friends with me and i was so excited to move.  I was also scared too.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4331627056446255700-5361925703801548855?l=writingblooms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://writingblooms.blogspot.com/feeds/5361925703801548855/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4331627056446255700&amp;postID=5361925703801548855' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4331627056446255700/posts/default/5361925703801548855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4331627056446255700/posts/default/5361925703801548855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://writingblooms.blogspot.com/2008/12/junior.html' title='Junior 0.5'/><author><name>taresag</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00764312272922804824</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PqaSLvBbkHk/SZ8I_B0jYGI/AAAAAAAAABI/Z2Fmd_riunU/S220/180px-Cebus_albifrons_edit.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4331627056446255700.post-5582093557876798318</id><published>2008-12-04T05:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-04T05:24:57.643-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Crucible</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;a play based on the actual events that, in &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="1692" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/1692"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;1692&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;, led to the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="Salem Witch Trials" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Salem_Witch_Trials"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Salem Witch Trials&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;, a series of hearings before local magistrates to prosecute over 150 people accused of witchcraft in colonial &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="Massachusetts" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Massachusetts"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Massachusetts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; between &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="February" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/February"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;February&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; 1692 and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="May" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/May"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;May&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="1693" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/1693"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;1693&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;.The play was written in the early 1950s as a response to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="McCarthyism" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/McCarthyism"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;McCarthyism&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;, when the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="Federal government of the United States" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Federal_government_of_the_United_States"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;US government&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="Blacklist" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Blacklist"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;blacklisted&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; accused communists. Miller himself was to be questioned by the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="United States House of Representatives" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/United_States_House_of_Representatives"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;House of Representatives'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="House Un-American Activities Committee" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/House_Un-American_Activities_Committee"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Committee on Un-American Activities&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; in &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="1956" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/1956"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;1956&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; and convicted of "contempt of Congress" for failing to identify others present at meetings he had attended. It was first performed at the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="Martin Beck Theater" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Martin_Beck_Theater"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Martin Beck Theater&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; on &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="Broadway theatre" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Broadway_theatre"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Broadway&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; on January 22, 1953. The reviews of the first production, which Miller felt was stylized and too cold, were largely hostile, although the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="New York Times" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/New_York_Times"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;New York Times&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; noted "a powerful play [in a] driving performance". Nonetheless, the production won the 1953 "Best Play" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="Tony Award" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Tony_Award"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Tony Award&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;. A year later a new production succeeded and the play became a classic. Today it is studied in high schools and universities, because of its status as a revolutionary work of theater and for its allegorical relationship to testimony given before the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="House Committee on Unamerican Activities" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/House_Committee_on_Unamerican_Activities"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;House Committee On Un-American Activities&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; during the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="1950s" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/1950s"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;1950s&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;. It is a central work in the canon of American drama.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4331627056446255700-5582093557876798318?l=writingblooms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://writingblooms.blogspot.com/feeds/5582093557876798318/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4331627056446255700&amp;postID=5582093557876798318' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4331627056446255700/posts/default/5582093557876798318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4331627056446255700/posts/default/5582093557876798318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://writingblooms.blogspot.com/2008/12/crucible.html' title='The Crucible'/><author><name>taresag</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00764312272922804824</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PqaSLvBbkHk/SZ8I_B0jYGI/AAAAAAAAABI/Z2Fmd_riunU/S220/180px-Cebus_albifrons_edit.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4331627056446255700.post-280038016133793497</id><published>2008-12-02T05:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-02T05:32:31.628-08:00</updated><title type='text'>3 cups of tea</title><content type='html'>Well this book was not as good as the other ones that i have read, and the words were too small for me to see.  I thought it would have been interesting if i had read it but i didn't read it because i was stuck in another book called the cirque de freak and those are really good books if you read them.  I read to the fourth book and i stopped because you told us to read the books that we was supposed to read, so i turned that book back into the library and tried to read the book you gave us but it was too hard to read with all of the small words.  Please post me a comment!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4331627056446255700-280038016133793497?l=writingblooms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://writingblooms.blogspot.com/feeds/280038016133793497/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4331627056446255700&amp;postID=280038016133793497' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4331627056446255700/posts/default/280038016133793497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4331627056446255700/posts/default/280038016133793497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://writingblooms.blogspot.com/2008/12/3-cups-of-tea.html' title='3 cups of tea'/><author><name>taresag</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00764312272922804824</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PqaSLvBbkHk/SZ8I_B0jYGI/AAAAAAAAABI/Z2Fmd_riunU/S220/180px-Cebus_albifrons_edit.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4331627056446255700.post-2300933855335902244</id><published>2008-11-13T05:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T05:21:23.276-08:00</updated><title type='text'>"Three cups of Tea"</title><content type='html'>The book called "Three Cups of Tea" describes Mortenson's transition from a mountain-climber to a humanitarian committed to reducing poverty and educating girls in &lt;a title="Pakistan" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Pakistan"&gt;Pakistan&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a title="Afghanistan" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Afghanistan"&gt;Afghanistan&lt;/a&gt;. He did this by co-founding the "Central Asia Institute," which has built over 78 schools in the most remote areas of the countries.  This book is about a guy named Mortenson who is a mountain climber.  I really didn't like this book because this book's words were too small.  Did You Like This Book???&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4331627056446255700-2300933855335902244?l=writingblooms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://writingblooms.blogspot.com/feeds/2300933855335902244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4331627056446255700&amp;postID=2300933855335902244' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4331627056446255700/posts/default/2300933855335902244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4331627056446255700/posts/default/2300933855335902244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://writingblooms.blogspot.com/2008/11/three-cups-of-tea.html' title='&quot;Three cups of Tea&quot;'/><author><name>taresag</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00764312272922804824</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PqaSLvBbkHk/SZ8I_B0jYGI/AAAAAAAAABI/Z2Fmd_riunU/S220/180px-Cebus_albifrons_edit.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4331627056446255700.post-7383858713858545684</id><published>2008-10-22T06:29:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-22T06:29:19.085-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Letter to the next president</title><content type='html'>Dear Senator McCain:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In anticipation of your winning the election for President of the United States, please let me express my appreciation for the grand example you have set for our nation.  Your service is impeccable and undeniably places your opponent at a disadvantage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First, your military service gives a tremendous insight to the many conflicts our country is currently facing.  During the debate on September 25, your knowledge and in-depth understanding of the intricacies concerning the background in each situation was, to say the least, reassuring.  Thank you for your service and your commitment to this country through those horrific conditions you endured, conditions in which you never backed down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since that time, you have devoted your career and life to further serving our country in the Senate as you have carefully and prayerfully led your peers and foes through many decision-making moments, again illustrating your true leadership abilities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why am I writing such a letter?  As you have been and will be an example for so many, may I follow in your footsteps as an example for my students as we express our democratic privilege of voicing our opinions in this Letter to the Next President project co-sponsored by the National Writing Project and Google Docs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just as you never take being an American for granted, nor do I ever want my students to ever forget the many hard-fought freedoms that we are privileged to every day, every day within our classrooms, within our homes, within our towns, within our states.  For without patriots such as yourself, we would not live in such a blessed nation as the great United States of America.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Again, thank you. Thank you, in advance, for your continued service to our nation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sincerely,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taresa Goad&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4331627056446255700-7383858713858545684?l=writingblooms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://writingblooms.blogspot.com/feeds/7383858713858545684/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4331627056446255700&amp;postID=7383858713858545684' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4331627056446255700/posts/default/7383858713858545684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4331627056446255700/posts/default/7383858713858545684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://writingblooms.blogspot.com/2008/10/letter-to-next-president_22.html' title='Letter to the next president'/><author><name>taresag</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00764312272922804824</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PqaSLvBbkHk/SZ8I_B0jYGI/AAAAAAAAABI/Z2Fmd_riunU/S220/180px-Cebus_albifrons_edit.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4331627056446255700.post-8476459597699217724</id><published>2008-10-14T11:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-14T11:49:19.456-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='English'/><title type='text'>My Pioneer</title><content type='html'>Well I guess I am going to have to say that my pioneer would be my dad because when my family and I go camping, we make our own fire and we gather wood that has fallen from trees.  Once when we went to the lake, I went and ask my dad if me and my sisters could go swimming at the lake swimming area and he said we could by we have to go and collect some wood first and then we would be able to go to the lake and go swimming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really think that my dad is my pioneer because we have an old fashion heater down stair in our house and when it gets really cold then he makes sure that there is wood in it at all times.  Then one time when all we had was cold water, my dad put a big bucket of cold water on it and it became warm.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4331627056446255700-8476459597699217724?l=writingblooms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://writingblooms.blogspot.com/feeds/8476459597699217724/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4331627056446255700&amp;postID=8476459597699217724' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4331627056446255700/posts/default/8476459597699217724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4331627056446255700/posts/default/8476459597699217724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://writingblooms.blogspot.com/2008/10/my-pioneer.html' title='My Pioneer'/><author><name>taresag</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00764312272922804824</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PqaSLvBbkHk/SZ8I_B0jYGI/AAAAAAAAABI/Z2Fmd_riunU/S220/180px-Cebus_albifrons_edit.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4331627056446255700.post-6445888805178242538</id><published>2008-10-14T11:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-14T11:45:33.703-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='books'/><title type='text'>Indian captive By: Lois Lenski</title><content type='html'>Well this book is about a girl named Mary Jemison and she is 12 years old and is captured by the Seneca tribe of the Iroquois of western New York. They came and raided her house. Mary, called Molly, her family, and Betsey Wheelock, and her children, were captured by the Indians. They had to walk for days, with hardly anything to eat. Soon they came to a resting place. The Indian chief, Shagbark, took off Molly's shoes and replaced them with moccasins. Then Davy Wheelock was brought to the chief. He had already been given moccasins to wear. In a low and sad voice, Molly's mother told her that she and Davy would be taken on a long trip. Molly's mother told her to never forget her name or her father's name and certainly not to forget her own name. She also told Molly to pray at all time and to remember to speak in English.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why I didn’t like this book?  This book was not that good because it was just not my type of book that I like to read and it was just really boring and if I had to pick between that book and another book, I would pick the other book.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Characterization- the creation and convincing representation of fictitious characters.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4331627056446255700-6445888805178242538?l=writingblooms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://writingblooms.blogspot.com/feeds/6445888805178242538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4331627056446255700&amp;postID=6445888805178242538' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4331627056446255700/posts/default/6445888805178242538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4331627056446255700/posts/default/6445888805178242538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://writingblooms.blogspot.com/2008/10/indian-captive-by-lois-lenski.html' title='Indian captive By: Lois Lenski'/><author><name>taresag</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00764312272922804824</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PqaSLvBbkHk/SZ8I_B0jYGI/AAAAAAAAABI/Z2Fmd_riunU/S220/180px-Cebus_albifrons_edit.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
