<?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-72851063577620845</id><updated>2012-02-16T18:33:23.717-08:00</updated><category term='First Day Chapter 1'/><category term='blogging'/><category term='Cats'/><category term='Insects'/><title type='text'>Monkey Mouth</title><subtitle type='html'>Flinging poo at my brother because I can....</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monkeymouth.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/72851063577620845/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monkeymouth.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>sk8girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05546244551456030803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>28</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-72851063577620845.post-7601888086838244999</id><published>2008-08-27T18:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-27T18:30:00.650-07:00</updated><title type='text'>MEOOOOOOOOW  a story about a pooffer</title><content type='html'>There was once a cat named Ivy.Ivy was a gray and only gray and kind of tubby.One day a new cat was born in her masters room her masters name was Sophie, the new cat had 2 sisters and 1 brother. The cat Ivy did not like was the youngest of the 4 cats.Sophie only kept one of the cats and you will never guess who the that Ivy did not like that is correct.His name was now Morris,he was orange.THe fist thing Ivy said to morris was," MEEOOW!" Morris reaplied,"meoooooooooooowwwoow." Ivy looks at morris like he is a coocie cat. Ivy had told morris that she did not like him. Morris said,"I am the walrus kookookutchoo." that is why Ivy thought he was really crazy.morris is the weirdest cat inthe world ivy had kept telling another cat in the house his name was tiger and tiger told Daisy the oldest cat and daisy had been laughing and laughing. now morris chubby and really big he will be 4 on September 9 2008 so please wish him a happy little birthday.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/72851063577620845-7601888086838244999?l=monkeymouth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monkeymouth.blogspot.com/feeds/7601888086838244999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=72851063577620845&amp;postID=7601888086838244999' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/72851063577620845/posts/default/7601888086838244999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/72851063577620845/posts/default/7601888086838244999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monkeymouth.blogspot.com/2008/08/meoooooooow-story-about-pooffer.html' title='MEOOOOOOOOW  a story about a pooffer'/><author><name>sk8girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05546244551456030803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-72851063577620845.post-7125864829640683091</id><published>2008-05-03T08:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-03T08:55:23.354-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blogging'/><title type='text'>I am back</title><content type='html'>I am back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many of you probably did get annoyed that since the last time I did a post was like at Christmas so I know why you are annoyed with me but I am sorry. Enough with that.  I have exciting news!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am about to go to 4th grade and I have finished the CRCT (Georgia standardized tests). 3 weeks until school is over for the summer. That is so cool. I will get my golden highlights in my hair from being outside so much so yay. I will put some pictures up when they come in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About the blog, I have a couple of things you need to remind me if I forget:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. My days of writing will be Thursday and Friday.  If I forget to, please remind me in comments on my blog.  If I am too busy I will let you know in comments.&lt;br /&gt;2. I have to comment back to you if you ask me a question. I will try to remember to do this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that is it two little things to remember not so hard so that is all I have to say.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/72851063577620845-7125864829640683091?l=monkeymouth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monkeymouth.blogspot.com/feeds/7125864829640683091/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=72851063577620845&amp;postID=7125864829640683091' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/72851063577620845/posts/default/7125864829640683091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/72851063577620845/posts/default/7125864829640683091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monkeymouth.blogspot.com/2008/05/i-am-back.html' title='I am back'/><author><name>sk8girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05546244551456030803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-72851063577620845.post-4586089050200542564</id><published>2008-02-08T10:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-08T10:49:41.149-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The day of Millie</title><content type='html'>Today is the day of my play , I am so exited.Today I stayed home from school and I took a 3 hour nap so I would be all rested up for the play but I also have a cold and I am very tired because last night me Nathan and Chloe got home at 11:00.But I am so exited that my play is today . Now Nathan does not even want to be in it because he gets tired.I will tell you about how it goes every night after the show so watch tonight tomorrow night for both tomorrow`s shows and then Sunday night , too.This time I will keep my promise of when I will right about it I sware I will write tonight when I get home after the show and both tomorrows and Sunday`s show ,too. I really sware on my heart I will not do what I did with my santa clause story you can trust me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/72851063577620845-4586089050200542564?l=monkeymouth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monkeymouth.blogspot.com/feeds/4586089050200542564/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=72851063577620845&amp;postID=4586089050200542564' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/72851063577620845/posts/default/4586089050200542564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/72851063577620845/posts/default/4586089050200542564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monkeymouth.blogspot.com/2008/02/day-of-millie.html' title='The day of Millie'/><author><name>sk8girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05546244551456030803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-72851063577620845.post-935525338015524962</id><published>2008-02-03T16:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-03T16:37:09.043-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Valintines dance</title><content type='html'>At my school every year we have a Valintines  Dance.I can`t go but my friends are going to it."Why aren`t I going,"you ask. I am not going because I am haveing my Millie play the same day the same time they are both like 2 hours long.And the worst part is I already have a date and now I have to go to him tomorrow and tell him I can`t go.Most of my friends are going and they have dates I am so happy for them because it could become a relationship but my date is just because we are desprit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had to have my friend ask him for me and I had to ask her guy out for her when I asked for my friend I said this to him,"Will you go to the Valintines dance with my friend?",but I said her name then the guy I asked for her said,"Absalutly Yes!"It was very funny. So I hope my friend has fun at the dance with her exited date.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/72851063577620845-935525338015524962?l=monkeymouth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monkeymouth.blogspot.com/feeds/935525338015524962/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=72851063577620845&amp;postID=935525338015524962' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/72851063577620845/posts/default/935525338015524962'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/72851063577620845/posts/default/935525338015524962'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monkeymouth.blogspot.com/2008/02/valintines-dance.html' title='The Valintines dance'/><author><name>sk8girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05546244551456030803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-72851063577620845.post-4144500679864419276</id><published>2007-12-27T17:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-27T17:59:08.414-08:00</updated><title type='text'>IS SANTA REAL OR NOT?</title><content type='html'>I know you are all wondering is he real or not.So I stayed up most of the night to about 1:46.When I fell asleep I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;did not&lt;/span&gt; mind because there would be presents when I woke up.So then when I got up I was in my room "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Math Man&lt;/span&gt;" put me there .So I went to go see if there were any presents..........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there were no presents .So to answer that question no he is not real.any &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;more questions&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/72851063577620845-4144500679864419276?l=monkeymouth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monkeymouth.blogspot.com/feeds/4144500679864419276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=72851063577620845&amp;postID=4144500679864419276' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/72851063577620845/posts/default/4144500679864419276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/72851063577620845/posts/default/4144500679864419276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monkeymouth.blogspot.com/2007/12/is-santa-real-or-not.html' title='IS SANTA REAL OR NOT?'/><author><name>sk8girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05546244551456030803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-72851063577620845.post-4105540081129234787</id><published>2007-12-24T18:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-24T18:45:44.093-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Speicel post</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I`m makeing a holiday post&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Tonight I am going to stay up all night to see if santa is real I will write a post about.So watch tomorrow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/72851063577620845-4105540081129234787?l=monkeymouth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monkeymouth.blogspot.com/feeds/4105540081129234787/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=72851063577620845&amp;postID=4105540081129234787' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/72851063577620845/posts/default/4105540081129234787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/72851063577620845/posts/default/4105540081129234787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monkeymouth.blogspot.com/2007/12/speicel-post.html' title='Speicel post'/><author><name>sk8girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05546244551456030803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-72851063577620845.post-5589444318833717493</id><published>2007-12-19T15:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-19T16:07:19.392-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Girls + Boys What are the difference and When to have sex?</title><content type='html'>Most girls think,when do I need a boy friend?and When should I get my first peck on the cheek?Well I can answer all of your questions.The first one is easy,You should get your first boyfriend at the age you do not need a serious relationship like at seven or eight or nine or ages above those as long as it is not a kissing relationship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      Now your second one well that is a hard one.But your first peck on the cheek should be with a guy you think is a good guy who will not take it to far.It also depends on your age you should be at least 9 in 3rd grade or older but the best time is at least when you are 11 or 10 or older.Do you get it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     Oh this is good.these are questions that my friends are all thinking,Should I tell my mom if I  have a boyfriend? Well you should have a talk with your mom about that like when she thinks you are old enough.Just talk to her about it.&lt;br /&gt;    Next one, Do I think this guy is right for me.well that is your choice.You should ask yourself do I need a boy friend or just give him a quiz to see if he has the things you need him to just a simple yes or no quiz.&lt;br /&gt;    last one,I do not know if I should tell this guy I like if I like him?I do not know that one but here is a guess ,Go up to the boy and say um  2 times and say this,"can I ask you something ?" And if he says sure you say"I would love to get to know you can I ask you a couple of questions about you?" That just might work.Give it a try.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     Some guys when they like a girl he`ll start to talk to his friends and act like doesn`t nodese you that is a sigh he likes you or he will just run away.But most guys try to ignore you and pretend they do not like you.If they do eneything like that go to him and ask him if he likes you just tell him to tell the truth be honest and you just might like him back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Now you are going to ask me,When do you think I should have sex?this is beond easy you have sex when you are 18 and or engaged or married but if you are 18 tell your guy he should probrolly ware a condome.&lt;br /&gt;        But if you do not want to have sex you can wait I am sure guy would be happy to wait with you.You could also take birth control pills.&lt;br /&gt;     Here is a bad person Jamie lynn pears who just happends to be britany spears sister is pregenet at the age of 16 she has her sisters blood.Neither one of them are good role models.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    I`ll give you a peice of advice do not ever have sex untill you are 18 or older.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/72851063577620845-5589444318833717493?l=monkeymouth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monkeymouth.blogspot.com/feeds/5589444318833717493/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=72851063577620845&amp;postID=5589444318833717493' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/72851063577620845/posts/default/5589444318833717493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/72851063577620845/posts/default/5589444318833717493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monkeymouth.blogspot.com/2007/12/girls-boys-what-are-difference-and-when.html' title='Girls + Boys What are the difference and When to have sex?'/><author><name>sk8girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05546244551456030803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-72851063577620845.post-995509432182554252</id><published>2007-12-07T16:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-11T13:23:22.026-08:00</updated><title type='text'>decorations all about them.</title><content type='html'>Hi, i`m here to tell you about &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Christmas&lt;/span&gt; decorations.Do you ever see things that have blow up snow men and the one in the middle is doing a back bend?I have ,just tonight I did.But now it is not &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;doing&lt;/span&gt; a back bend. My people in my family don`t put &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;decorations&lt;/span&gt; out side only on the inside.Like sometimes my mom and I go driving and we see a house that is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;literaly&lt;/span&gt; in the middle of no where it has no neighbors and it has so so so many lawn things its &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;ridiculous&lt;/span&gt;.Do you &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;believe&lt;/span&gt; it? back to the story &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;OK&lt;/span&gt; then we see a house with just 1 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Santa&lt;/span&gt; lawn gnome no lights just the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;gnome&lt;/span&gt;.Then we see a house a little lights and a small stupid &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Jesus&lt;/span&gt; statue,that is the perfect lawn.&lt;br /&gt;       &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; My people only put colorful lights outside.It is freaky.there are lots of different  kinds of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Christmas&lt;/span&gt; lawns some are too &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;outta&lt;/span&gt; hand some have too little and some are just perfect.you get what i`m saying?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/72851063577620845-995509432182554252?l=monkeymouth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monkeymouth.blogspot.com/feeds/995509432182554252/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=72851063577620845&amp;postID=995509432182554252' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/72851063577620845/posts/default/995509432182554252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/72851063577620845/posts/default/995509432182554252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monkeymouth.blogspot.com/2007/12/decorations-all-about-them.html' title='decorations all about them.'/><author><name>sk8girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05546244551456030803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-72851063577620845.post-3492241048532369927</id><published>2007-12-05T17:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-05T17:30:05.701-08:00</updated><title type='text'>dibbles?!</title><content type='html'>As you Know I`m in third grade,and I`m doing dibbles this week at least I already did it.I have a sub today and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;tomorrow&lt;/span&gt;.She is the mean one is a b .This morning she told my friend to take of her coat in the class room, when she was cold. She hates me,but everyone has to pretend we like her so she will like us ,but the truth is 1 girl in my class really does like her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That all is A big shock.but she really is very very very very very very mean. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;That's&lt;/span&gt; pretty much all I have to say about that sub .because she doesn`t know what to do in our class room.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/72851063577620845-3492241048532369927?l=monkeymouth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monkeymouth.blogspot.com/feeds/3492241048532369927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=72851063577620845&amp;postID=3492241048532369927' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/72851063577620845/posts/default/3492241048532369927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/72851063577620845/posts/default/3492241048532369927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monkeymouth.blogspot.com/2007/12/dibbles.html' title='dibbles?!'/><author><name>sk8girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05546244551456030803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-72851063577620845.post-1815666687852191643</id><published>2007-12-04T12:27:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-05T17:10:00.166-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Food rap</title><content type='html'>Chicken wing chicken wing,Hot dog and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;baloney&lt;/span&gt;,chicken &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;macaroni&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Chill in&lt;/span&gt; with my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;homeys&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chicken wing, chicken wing,hot dog and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;baloney&lt;/span&gt;,chicken &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;macaroni&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;chill in&lt;/span&gt; with my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;homeys&lt;/span&gt;, Word.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My friend from school made that up.She taught it to me on the bus today.It is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;sorta&lt;/span&gt; like jingle bells.listen: Jingle bells ,Jingle bells jingle all the way,oh what fun it is to ride in a one horse open sleigh,Hey:And &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;repeat&lt;/span&gt;.So you get it. If you think chicken wings is funny leave a comment about it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/72851063577620845-1815666687852191643?l=monkeymouth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monkeymouth.blogspot.com/feeds/1815666687852191643/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=72851063577620845&amp;postID=1815666687852191643' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/72851063577620845/posts/default/1815666687852191643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/72851063577620845/posts/default/1815666687852191643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monkeymouth.blogspot.com/2007/12/food-rap.html' title='Food rap'/><author><name>sk8girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05546244551456030803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-72851063577620845.post-2666586048755746475</id><published>2007-12-02T16:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-02T17:15:38.738-08:00</updated><title type='text'>no presents!</title><content type='html'>I am SK8girl99 and i am a child.And my mom is DCup, and she is not buying me any Christmas presents!That is not fair at all.Is it?Its only because we have no money though. But its still not fair.because I really really wanted a Nintendo Ds.But another good present I want is an i pod or an art easel.The real present is no school until January 7.Which is by the way is my ninth Birthday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, that is pretty much all i have to say about Christmas.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/72851063577620845-2666586048755746475?l=monkeymouth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monkeymouth.blogspot.com/feeds/2666586048755746475/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=72851063577620845&amp;postID=2666586048755746475' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/72851063577620845/posts/default/2666586048755746475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/72851063577620845/posts/default/2666586048755746475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monkeymouth.blogspot.com/2007/12/no-presents.html' title='no presents!'/><author><name>sk8girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05546244551456030803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-72851063577620845.post-5040345154666397825</id><published>2007-11-25T16:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-25T17:00:06.827-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Volcanoes my school report</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QbpTcb4Ij5w/R0oZ9-NOdVI/AAAAAAAAAAk/Nkz4j6k8TlI/s1600-h/A+Volcano+Is+Made+2.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QbpTcb4Ij5w/R0oSm-NOdUI/AAAAAAAAAAc/FngQTV6sGlA/s1600-h/A+Volcano+Is+Made+2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136938785712272706" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QbpTcb4Ij5w/R0oSm-NOdUI/AAAAAAAAAAc/FngQTV6sGlA/s320/A+Volcano+Is+Made+2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm in the third grade. My teacher gave us an assignment for landforms. Of course I am doing &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;volcanoes&lt;/span&gt;. I chose it because my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;teacher&lt;/span&gt; brings the baking soda and the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;vinegar&lt;/span&gt; and the red food coloring to make the lava.I have to write too. Would you like to see a little of my report?Here is the definition of volcano.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;A volcano is a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;vent in&lt;/span&gt; Earth`s surface through which associated ash and magma escape.Associated gasses erupt too.The form is usually conical or cone shaped.It is produced by the ejected material.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;And that is it for only the definition. I have more but I won`t &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QbpTcb4Ij5w/R0oaKeNOdWI/AAAAAAAAAAs/MAiOU8rp-wo/s1600-h/A+Volcano+Is+Made+and+Tiger+Watches.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136947092179023202" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QbpTcb4Ij5w/R0oaKeNOdWI/AAAAAAAAAAs/MAiOU8rp-wo/s320/A+Volcano+Is+Made+and+Tiger+Watches.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;share that with you. Up and to your left that is a picture of me working on my volcano &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;sculpture&lt;/span&gt;. And down to your right is another picture of me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/72851063577620845-5040345154666397825?l=monkeymouth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monkeymouth.blogspot.com/feeds/5040345154666397825/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=72851063577620845&amp;postID=5040345154666397825' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/72851063577620845/posts/default/5040345154666397825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/72851063577620845/posts/default/5040345154666397825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monkeymouth.blogspot.com/2007/11/volcanoes-my-school-report.html' title='Volcanoes my school report'/><author><name>sk8girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05546244551456030803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QbpTcb4Ij5w/R0oSm-NOdUI/AAAAAAAAAAc/FngQTV6sGlA/s72-c/A+Volcano+Is+Made+2.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-72851063577620845.post-3247380219210165303</id><published>2007-09-14T17:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-14T18:42:39.631-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fun With Ms.B. Friday the 14.september.</title><content type='html'>I am starting a new segment I like to call" Fun With Ms.B."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today we have fun Friday.but we have to get through the whole day first.Today I have to go to gateway because i usually go on Thursday.Gateway is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;something&lt;/span&gt; that at our school it is when you are a gifted kids go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now we had to go there late today for some reason. When we get there we have are snack and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;explain&lt;/span&gt; two of our past inventions. After that we work on writing our &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;pulleys&lt;/span&gt; pictures then we went to the library and did some research on the computers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that we go to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;special&lt;/span&gt; areas. we have to go to the gym and all the third graders have to sing Your A Grand Old Flag.Then we get to play in the gym because it is raining.Then we go back to gateway and put together our portfolio binder then we go to lunch and eat and yap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after lunch we go to gateway again and we work on our portfolio some more. then when we finish that we clean up the room get our agendas and go to the classroom and I play checkers and lose one game win the other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then I have &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;to go&lt;/span&gt; to after school &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;which&lt;/span&gt; i have to say stinks. so we go to the music room and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;watch&lt;/span&gt; a movie for thirty minutes then we go play in the gym. That was the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;worst day ever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/72851063577620845-3247380219210165303?l=monkeymouth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monkeymouth.blogspot.com/feeds/3247380219210165303/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=72851063577620845&amp;postID=3247380219210165303' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/72851063577620845/posts/default/3247380219210165303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/72851063577620845/posts/default/3247380219210165303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monkeymouth.blogspot.com/2007/09/fun-with-msb-friday-14september.html' title='Fun With Ms.B. Friday the 14.september.'/><author><name>sk8girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05546244551456030803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-72851063577620845.post-6663906307713346581</id><published>2007-07-29T16:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-21T15:39:46.466-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tom B. Thamas`s First Day: Chapter 10 Sunday</title><content type='html'>When I woke up it was only 7:30.You cant blame me my mom woke me up. so I went back to sleep,but what do you know my mom woke me up again,this time she said," Hurry up you have to go to soccer practice".So I quick got up and got dressed &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;because&lt;/span&gt; I love soccer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then a had a bowl of cereal with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;strawberries&lt;/span&gt; and bananas in it. Then we got in the car and we left.It took us 15 minutes to get there.I got out of the car and walked to the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;field&lt;/span&gt; and got ready.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today we had a fake soccer game. I played sweeper and our coach told us what to do. And our team one the game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE END&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/72851063577620845-6663906307713346581?l=monkeymouth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monkeymouth.blogspot.com/feeds/6663906307713346581/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=72851063577620845&amp;postID=6663906307713346581' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/72851063577620845/posts/default/6663906307713346581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/72851063577620845/posts/default/6663906307713346581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monkeymouth.blogspot.com/2007/07/tom-b-thamass-first-day-chapter-10.html' title='Tom B. Thamas`s First Day: Chapter 10 Sunday'/><author><name>sk8girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05546244551456030803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-72851063577620845.post-1939647308658174171</id><published>2007-07-23T10:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-25T18:21:34.672-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tom B. Thamas`s First day:Chapter 9 do I have to</title><content type='html'>We swam for an hour more.Then we got out had drank some lemonade and dried off. We went inside and got all of my stuff together .Then my mom came and I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;did&lt;/span&gt;`t want to leave!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I went over to my mom and said" Mom do I have to leave?"She had to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;ansewer&lt;/span&gt; "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;yah&lt;/span&gt;".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So mom got my shirt and I put it on and she put my towel on my spot so I don`t get it wet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I had to get in the car, but I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;didn&lt;/span&gt;`t want to .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Then my mom took us home.After we got home I took a shower and went ahead and got &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;jamied&lt;/span&gt; up. then  I watched some T.V. We had dinner it was hamburgers then it was ten and I went to bed.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/72851063577620845-1939647308658174171?l=monkeymouth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monkeymouth.blogspot.com/feeds/1939647308658174171/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=72851063577620845&amp;postID=1939647308658174171' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/72851063577620845/posts/default/1939647308658174171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/72851063577620845/posts/default/1939647308658174171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monkeymouth.blogspot.com/2007/07/tom-b-thamass-first-daychapter-9-do-i.html' title='Tom B. Thamas`s First day:Chapter 9 do I have to'/><author><name>sk8girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05546244551456030803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-72851063577620845.post-1334369551842858196</id><published>2007-07-06T19:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-06T19:50:54.790-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tom B. Thamas`s First day: Chapter 8 Were finally here</title><content type='html'>It took thirty minutes to get there."Callie has a small house ,but a very big pool ," I said to myself. My mom &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;agreed&lt;/span&gt; with me. I told my mom goodbye and then she left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Callie`s mom came up and said, "Hi, I`m Callie`s Mother ,I`m glad that you could come tom and Callie is very happy you came.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I walked in to the house and took of my shoes and went to Callie`s room were everyone was. then we went out in the backyard and on a blanket and ate some yummy &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;sandwiches&lt;/span&gt; then we had a contest to see who would be the person to do the yelling out in the star game when were in the pool,It is Sara.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we got &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;in the&lt;/span&gt; pool and played star the letters were T.L.M . I figured it out so I yelled star and swam to the other side of the pool The Little &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Mermaid&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/72851063577620845-1334369551842858196?l=monkeymouth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monkeymouth.blogspot.com/feeds/1334369551842858196/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=72851063577620845&amp;postID=1334369551842858196' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/72851063577620845/posts/default/1334369551842858196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/72851063577620845/posts/default/1334369551842858196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monkeymouth.blogspot.com/2007/07/tom-b-thamass-first-day-chapter-8-were.html' title='Tom B. Thamas`s First day: Chapter 8 Were finally here'/><author><name>sk8girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05546244551456030803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-72851063577620845.post-1114695393696178540</id><published>2007-07-04T11:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-05T15:47:08.790-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tom B. Thomas`s first day:Chapter 7 the party</title><content type='html'>In the morning it was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Saturday&lt;/span&gt; I got up and and put on my swim suit and my shirt with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I went downstairs for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;breakfast&lt;/span&gt; and I had a banana and an apple.&lt;br /&gt;Then I went into the living room and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;watched&lt;/span&gt; some T.V.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I went outside and rode my bike &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;in till&lt;/span&gt; I got board then my mom told me to brush my teeth and then to get in the car and we would leave in a second so I went up stairs and brushed my teeth and then I went downstairs and got in the car and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;guess&lt;/span&gt; what we were on our way.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/72851063577620845-1114695393696178540?l=monkeymouth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monkeymouth.blogspot.com/feeds/1114695393696178540/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=72851063577620845&amp;postID=1114695393696178540' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/72851063577620845/posts/default/1114695393696178540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/72851063577620845/posts/default/1114695393696178540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monkeymouth.blogspot.com/2007/07/tom-b-thomass-first-daychapter-7-party.html' title='Tom B. Thomas`s first day:Chapter 7 the party'/><author><name>sk8girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05546244551456030803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-72851063577620845.post-7079098357166094118</id><published>2007-06-15T19:15:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-15T20:23:48.933-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tom B. Thomas`s First day:Chapter 6 Home</title><content type='html'>"Hi &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Auant&lt;/span&gt; Jane", I said. "Hi Tom", She said."Do you want to play Monopoly",Asked Aunt Jane. "Sure", I said.She won.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then mom got home and I had a snack. and I watched T.V in till dad got home then we had dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I went to bed.In the morning I went down stairs for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;breakfast&lt;/span&gt;. and mom told me I`m going to have a baby brother!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/72851063577620845-7079098357166094118?l=monkeymouth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monkeymouth.blogspot.com/feeds/7079098357166094118/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=72851063577620845&amp;postID=7079098357166094118' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/72851063577620845/posts/default/7079098357166094118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/72851063577620845/posts/default/7079098357166094118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monkeymouth.blogspot.com/2007/06/tom-b-thomass-first-daychapter-6-home.html' title='Tom B. Thomas`s First day:Chapter 6 Home'/><author><name>sk8girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05546244551456030803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-72851063577620845.post-1791278388507973036</id><published>2007-06-15T18:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-15T19:12:16.136-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tom B. Thomas`s First day:Chapter 5 Bus</title><content type='html'>"Now class we are going to go to the bathroom and then it is time to go home",Said Ms.Helene.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My bus drivers name is ms.&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Calvin&lt;/span&gt;."All right every one sit in a seat and I will turn on the radio",Said Ms.Calvin.I am &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;the&lt;/span&gt; last one off and its ten minutes away after the person &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;before&lt;/span&gt; me gets off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;guise&lt;/span&gt; what the bus driver turns on the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;station&lt;/span&gt; I want she lets me sit on her lap and steer the bus &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;in till&lt;/span&gt; I get off its really fun .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I got home my aunt Jane baby sits me &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; for 25 munites in till mom gets home.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/72851063577620845-1791278388507973036?l=monkeymouth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monkeymouth.blogspot.com/feeds/1791278388507973036/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=72851063577620845&amp;postID=1791278388507973036' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/72851063577620845/posts/default/1791278388507973036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/72851063577620845/posts/default/1791278388507973036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monkeymouth.blogspot.com/2007/06/tom-b-thomass-first-daychapter-5-bus.html' title='Tom B. Thomas`s First day:Chapter 5 Bus'/><author><name>sk8girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05546244551456030803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-72851063577620845.post-535627998354635425</id><published>2007-06-13T18:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-13T18:42:06.846-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tom B. Thomas`s First Day: Chapter 4 ART</title><content type='html'>Ms.Helene Said "It is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;time&lt;/span&gt; for art class".We are going to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;make&lt;/span&gt; a picture of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;ourselves&lt;/span&gt; and paint them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I drew a circle for the head and a a nose and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;oval&lt;/span&gt; eyes that are green and brown hair. then I let it dry and we had snack while the pictures are drying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after they finish drying we get ready to go home. "  O&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;kay&lt;/span&gt; kids since its the first day we can watch a video called Babe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I loved the movie it was funny.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/72851063577620845-535627998354635425?l=monkeymouth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monkeymouth.blogspot.com/feeds/535627998354635425/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=72851063577620845&amp;postID=535627998354635425' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/72851063577620845/posts/default/535627998354635425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/72851063577620845/posts/default/535627998354635425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monkeymouth.blogspot.com/2007/06/tom-b-thomass-first-day-chapter-4-art.html' title='Tom B. Thomas`s First Day: Chapter 4 ART'/><author><name>sk8girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05546244551456030803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-72851063577620845.post-4106668147300560238</id><published>2007-06-13T13:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-13T13:30:45.089-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tom B. Thomas`s First Day: Chapter 3 Recess!!!</title><content type='html'>Ring!!! That is the bell for recess.I love recess &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;because&lt;/span&gt; I get to play tag with Joanie.Its hot out today and very sunny too so we &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;didn't&lt;/span&gt; play very long &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;because&lt;/span&gt; we got hot and sat under a tree.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After recess we went to lunch we had spaghetti.Then a girl in our class handed out &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;invitations&lt;/span&gt; to a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;beginning&lt;/span&gt; of the year party on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Saturday&lt;/span&gt;.It says Saturday August 19, 2007 A picnic and a swimming party BRING YOUR SUITS!!for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Callie&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;William&lt;/span&gt;. We all yelled HURRAY&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/72851063577620845-4106668147300560238?l=monkeymouth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monkeymouth.blogspot.com/feeds/4106668147300560238/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=72851063577620845&amp;postID=4106668147300560238' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/72851063577620845/posts/default/4106668147300560238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/72851063577620845/posts/default/4106668147300560238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monkeymouth.blogspot.com/2007/06/tom-b-thomass-first-day-chapter-3.html' title='Tom B. Thomas`s First Day: Chapter 3 Recess!!!'/><author><name>sk8girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05546244551456030803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-72851063577620845.post-7121207834852684005</id><published>2007-06-13T07:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-13T07:22:33.770-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tom B. Thomas`s First day: Chapter 2 About me</title><content type='html'>My name is tom B. B means boo. My Uncles name is boo too.I am eight and a half.I have a lot of friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; There are five people in my family,my big sister angela and my big sister Sophie and my mom lisa and my dad douglas lee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our last name is Thomas.I like going to school.My faverite subject is wrighting.The End.everyone clapped at my wrighting.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/72851063577620845-7121207834852684005?l=monkeymouth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monkeymouth.blogspot.com/feeds/7121207834852684005/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=72851063577620845&amp;postID=7121207834852684005' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/72851063577620845/posts/default/7121207834852684005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/72851063577620845/posts/default/7121207834852684005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monkeymouth.blogspot.com/2007/06/tom-b-thomass-first-day-chapter-2-about.html' title='Tom B. Thomas`s First day: Chapter 2 About me'/><author><name>sk8girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05546244551456030803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-72851063577620845.post-6760625813674822378</id><published>2007-06-12T15:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-12T18:17:07.071-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='First Day Chapter 1'/><title type='text'>Tom B. Thomas's First Day:  Chapter 1 School</title><content type='html'>My name is Tom Tom B. Thomas.  The B stands for Boo.  I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; like Boo I just like B. Today is my first day of 3rd grade and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; a little &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;nervous&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have one friend named &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Joanie. S&lt;/span&gt;he was in the second grade and first grade with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My teacher's name is Ms.&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Helene.  S&lt;/span&gt;he is very nice, but I miss my old teacher Ms.&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Bucket. &lt;/span&gt;I loved her very much, but she moved away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to ride the bus home and to school. I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;haven't&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;ridden&lt;/span&gt; the bus yet &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;except&lt;/span&gt; this morning and some people &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; ride in the morning so some people I won't know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"All right class," s&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;aid&lt;/span&gt; Ms.&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;Helene,&lt;/span&gt;"I want you all to write about yourself and share it with the class."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/72851063577620845-6760625813674822378?l=monkeymouth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monkeymouth.blogspot.com/feeds/6760625813674822378/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=72851063577620845&amp;postID=6760625813674822378' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/72851063577620845/posts/default/6760625813674822378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/72851063577620845/posts/default/6760625813674822378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monkeymouth.blogspot.com/2007/06/tom-b-thomass-first-day-chapter-1.html' title='Tom B. Thomas&apos;s First Day:  Chapter 1 School'/><author><name>sk8girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05546244551456030803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-72851063577620845.post-6181694482189077483</id><published>2007-06-03T08:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-03T15:35:19.136-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Insects'/><title type='text'>insects</title><content type='html'>Insects are little bugs with six legs. Like a ladybug is an insect and ants are insects.People think insects are just little &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;gross&lt;/span&gt; bugs , but the only &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;gross&lt;/span&gt; bug is a fly. Some people even think a spider is an insect ,but they are not.  They are mammals. And insects can't keep a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;fly&lt;/span&gt; out of your house only spiders can do that. You need a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;spider&lt;/span&gt; in your house but if it is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;poison&lt;/span&gt; you should kill it, if it is not just leave it alone and you will not have to worry about it. Insects are not that bad if you leave them alon.  Only ants are the ones you should not bother because they will bite you and it will &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;definitely&lt;/span&gt; itch. Ladybugs are the insects you can hold but it might pee &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;on you&lt;/span&gt; though.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/72851063577620845-6181694482189077483?l=monkeymouth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monkeymouth.blogspot.com/feeds/6181694482189077483/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=72851063577620845&amp;postID=6181694482189077483' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/72851063577620845/posts/default/6181694482189077483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/72851063577620845/posts/default/6181694482189077483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monkeymouth.blogspot.com/2007/06/insects.html' title='insects'/><author><name>sk8girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05546244551456030803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-72851063577620845.post-360824685501559698</id><published>2007-06-02T17:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-03T15:29:18.131-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cats'/><title type='text'>My Cats</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QbpTcb4Ij5w/RmNAFHtXT1I/AAAAAAAAAAM/Py4AsmNPjb4/s1600-h/Cat+Gray+shorthair.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071968062062153554" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QbpTcb4Ij5w/RmNAFHtXT1I/AAAAAAAAAAM/Py4AsmNPjb4/s320/Cat+Gray+shorthair.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have 4 cats in my house. Tiger, Ivy,Morris and Daisy are their names.Our oldest cat is Daisy. She is 9 years old and in real life she's older than me. Our second oldest cat is Ivy. She is 3 and a half. Tiger is three, too, but he is a few minutes younger.Now you will not beilieve me, but our youngest cat is the fattest and biggest cat.  He was born in my room in September 2004. I think all of them bite.  The younger cats learned it from Daisy. Ivy is the most shy and Morris is the fatest and Tiger is the funniest. I love them all, but mostly Ivy and Tiger.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/72851063577620845-360824685501559698?l=monkeymouth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monkeymouth.blogspot.com/feeds/360824685501559698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=72851063577620845&amp;postID=360824685501559698' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/72851063577620845/posts/default/360824685501559698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/72851063577620845/posts/default/360824685501559698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monkeymouth.blogspot.com/2007/06/my-cats.html' title='My Cats'/><author><name>sk8girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05546244551456030803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QbpTcb4Ij5w/RmNAFHtXT1I/AAAAAAAAAAM/Py4AsmNPjb4/s72-c/Cat+Gray+shorthair.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-72851063577620845.post-2577047979403077414</id><published>2007-06-02T15:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-02T15:21:42.563-07:00</updated><title type='text'>my garden</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Radishes&lt;/span&gt; and carrots and lots and lots of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;gorgeous&lt;/span&gt; flowers.Some people do not like gardening but I have tuns of friends who love it.I have pulled 9 radishes 0 carrots and a few roses.I am also growing patatoes.We also have corn and beans and red poppy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/72851063577620845-2577047979403077414?l=monkeymouth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monkeymouth.blogspot.com/feeds/2577047979403077414/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=72851063577620845&amp;postID=2577047979403077414' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/72851063577620845/posts/default/2577047979403077414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/72851063577620845/posts/default/2577047979403077414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monkeymouth.blogspot.com/2007/06/my-garden.html' title='my garden'/><author><name>sk8girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05546244551456030803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-72851063577620845.post-1167286044883260029</id><published>2007-06-02T14:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-03T15:33:08.369-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cats'/><title type='text'>Cats eating cats' barf</title><content type='html'>My family has four cats Tiger,Ivy,Morris and Daisy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You see our cats are different than yours,`&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;cause&lt;/span&gt; Tiger eats &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;our&lt;/span&gt; other cats' barf.   When they are hungry, t&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;hey&lt;/span&gt; eat way too fast when we feed them fish.  And then Daisy barfs and Tiger eats her barf and he barfs up the barf and goes &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;somewhere&lt;/span&gt; else and barfs up the rest there so there are two places we have to clean up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I`m sorry it just looks so good," says Tiger.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/72851063577620845-1167286044883260029?l=monkeymouth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monkeymouth.blogspot.com/feeds/1167286044883260029/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=72851063577620845&amp;postID=1167286044883260029' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/72851063577620845/posts/default/1167286044883260029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/72851063577620845/posts/default/1167286044883260029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monkeymouth.blogspot.com/2007/06/cats-eating-cats-barf.html' title='Cats eating cats&apos; barf'/><author><name>sk8girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05546244551456030803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-72851063577620845.post-3005736505383008313</id><published>2007-06-02T13:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-02T14:18:25.650-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hurricane Katrinea</title><content type='html'>Starting in 2005 there was one of the worst storms. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Hurricane&lt;/span&gt; Katrina took place in New ,Orleans dated &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;August&lt;/span&gt; 29,2005.The &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Hurricane&lt;/span&gt; had sacrificed many lives and homes. Many homes still are not rebuilt yet,and &lt;span style="BACKGROUND-COLOR: #ffff00"&gt;a lot&lt;/span&gt; of children were killed or badly &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;injured&lt;/span&gt; and some parents were killed or &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;injured&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;anyany&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/72851063577620845-3005736505383008313?l=monkeymouth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monkeymouth.blogspot.com/feeds/3005736505383008313/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=72851063577620845&amp;postID=3005736505383008313' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/72851063577620845/posts/default/3005736505383008313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/72851063577620845/posts/default/3005736505383008313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monkeymouth.blogspot.com/2007/06/hurricane-katrinea.html' title='Hurricane Katrinea'/><author><name>sk8girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05546244551456030803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
