<?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-5287925632093781835</id><updated>2012-02-16T11:22:22.637-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Berenice's blog</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://berenicesblog2009.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5287925632093781835/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://berenicesblog2009.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>berenice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05117349726860598248</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>9</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5287925632093781835.post-5953565570226864145</id><published>2009-10-13T12:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-13T13:12:06.652-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;scariest&lt;/span&gt; situation I have been in was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;September&lt;/span&gt; 11t&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;h&lt;/span&gt; and 3 am. That night, I got up to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;check&lt;/span&gt; on my son and noticed he was having a very hard time breathing and so I went to get the phone and picked him up to call his doctor. They asked me all these questions and then he seemed to be getting worse. I hung up the phone on them and just took him in to the ER and they took  him in right away and hat him breathing &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;normally&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;again&lt;/span&gt; after a couple hours. The d&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;octor&lt;/span&gt; came out and told me that I did good by bring my son in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;since&lt;/span&gt; he was so l&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;ittle&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;because&lt;/span&gt; he was born on the 3rd that same month. Well, l&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;ittle&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;baby's&lt;/span&gt; forget to breath and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;that's&lt;/span&gt; what &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;causes&lt;/span&gt; SIDS. The only thing I did after that was thank god my baby was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;alive&lt;/span&gt; and well.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5287925632093781835-5953565570226864145?l=berenicesblog2009.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://berenicesblog2009.blogspot.com/feeds/5953565570226864145/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://berenicesblog2009.blogspot.com/2009/10/scariest-situation-i-have-been-in-was.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5287925632093781835/posts/default/5953565570226864145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5287925632093781835/posts/default/5953565570226864145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://berenicesblog2009.blogspot.com/2009/10/scariest-situation-i-have-been-in-was.html' title=''/><author><name>berenice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05117349726860598248</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-5287925632093781835.post-6877123256382703222</id><published>2009-10-01T12:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-01T13:02:37.954-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My most embarrassing moment has to be one day when I was at school I think I was 8 months pregnant. Well at that time it was really hard for me to walk around form class to class because I would get really tired. I hardly ever went to school during that time anyway but the day I did decide to go my feet where really swollen. I was very tired. So I was trying to get out of school as soon as possible and while walking almost running down the hall-way I fell and had a hard time getting back up cause of my big belly(I was SO huge). Good thing I have good friends that helped me get back up and go.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5287925632093781835-6877123256382703222?l=berenicesblog2009.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://berenicesblog2009.blogspot.com/feeds/6877123256382703222/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://berenicesblog2009.blogspot.com/2009/10/my-most-embarrassing-moment-has-to-be.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5287925632093781835/posts/default/6877123256382703222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5287925632093781835/posts/default/6877123256382703222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://berenicesblog2009.blogspot.com/2009/10/my-most-embarrassing-moment-has-to-be.html' title=''/><author><name>berenice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05117349726860598248</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-5287925632093781835.post-6233095212761304055</id><published>2009-09-21T12:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-21T12:51:19.766-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>If I could have any job in the world I think it would be a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;pediatrician. I would like to be a pediatrician &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;because&lt;/span&gt; they &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;specialize&lt;/span&gt; in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;baby's&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;toddlers&lt;/span&gt; and older &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;children&lt;/span&gt; and ever &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;since&lt;/span&gt; I was l&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;ittle&lt;/span&gt; I wanted to be a pediatrician &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;because&lt;/span&gt; I love &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;baby's&lt;/span&gt; and love seeing them healthy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5287925632093781835-6233095212761304055?l=berenicesblog2009.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://berenicesblog2009.blogspot.com/feeds/6233095212761304055/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://berenicesblog2009.blogspot.com/2009/09/if-i-could-have-any-job-in-world-i.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5287925632093781835/posts/default/6233095212761304055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5287925632093781835/posts/default/6233095212761304055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://berenicesblog2009.blogspot.com/2009/09/if-i-could-have-any-job-in-world-i.html' title=''/><author><name>berenice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05117349726860598248</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-5287925632093781835.post-2541056756249333907</id><published>2009-05-14T08:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-14T08:54:52.575-07:00</updated><title type='text'>lilys choices</title><content type='html'>1. She could have tried to help Rosaleen avoid that situation and she would have never got put in jail.&lt;br /&gt;2.She could have tried to convince the officer somehow to let her go.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5287925632093781835-2541056756249333907?l=berenicesblog2009.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://berenicesblog2009.blogspot.com/feeds/2541056756249333907/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://berenicesblog2009.blogspot.com/2009/05/lilys-choices.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5287925632093781835/posts/default/2541056756249333907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5287925632093781835/posts/default/2541056756249333907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://berenicesblog2009.blogspot.com/2009/05/lilys-choices.html' title='lilys choices'/><author><name>berenice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05117349726860598248</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-5287925632093781835.post-2717002790654505092</id><published>2009-05-08T08:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-08T09:16:02.973-07:00</updated><title type='text'>character</title><content type='html'>Five things they do or say...&lt;br /&gt;Lily-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Finds moms things in the Attic.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Makes her own cloths.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Catches bees in a jar.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Her &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;first&lt;/span&gt; and only memory her mother is the day she died &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;December&lt;/span&gt;,3,1954.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;She wanted to attend the women's club.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;Rosaleen&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Takes care or Lily and the house.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Rosaleen has worked for them &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;since&lt;/span&gt; her mother died.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;She defended Lily from T.Ray once.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;She told Lily she was born some time in 1909 or1919 depending on how old she felt.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;T.Ray &lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;He &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;doesn't&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;believe&lt;/span&gt; in slumber p&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;arties&lt;/span&gt; or sock hops.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;T.Ray thinks Lily &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;making&lt;/span&gt; everything up about the bees.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;5 words that describe Lily&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;fun&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;lonely&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;lost &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;sad &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;traumatised&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5287925632093781835-2717002790654505092?l=berenicesblog2009.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://berenicesblog2009.blogspot.com/feeds/2717002790654505092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://berenicesblog2009.blogspot.com/2009/05/character.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5287925632093781835/posts/default/2717002790654505092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5287925632093781835/posts/default/2717002790654505092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://berenicesblog2009.blogspot.com/2009/05/character.html' title='character'/><author><name>berenice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05117349726860598248</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-5287925632093781835.post-199580953407867721</id><published>2009-05-05T08:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-05T09:10:14.285-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Civil Rights Movement</title><content type='html'>The Civil Rights &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;movement&lt;/span&gt; was a time between 1955 to 1965 when congress passed the Civil Rights act of 1964 and the voting rights act of 1965, which meant &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;giving&lt;/span&gt; basic civil rights to all &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Americans&lt;/span&gt; regardless of race. Some of the people that where involved in the Civil Rights &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;movement&lt;/span&gt; where Rosa Parks, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Malcolm&lt;/span&gt; X, Martin Luther King Jr, and Ruby Bridges. These where all important people in the Civil Rights &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;movement.&lt;/span&gt; They each did &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;different&lt;/span&gt; things like Ruby  Bridges was the first girl to attend a whites only school, but each person had &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;their&lt;/span&gt; own part in the Civil Rights &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;movement&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5287925632093781835-199580953407867721?l=berenicesblog2009.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://berenicesblog2009.blogspot.com/feeds/199580953407867721/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://berenicesblog2009.blogspot.com/2009/05/civil-rights-movement.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5287925632093781835/posts/default/199580953407867721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5287925632093781835/posts/default/199580953407867721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://berenicesblog2009.blogspot.com/2009/05/civil-rights-movement.html' title='Civil Rights Movement'/><author><name>berenice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05117349726860598248</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-5287925632093781835.post-820625718418343653</id><published>2009-05-01T08:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-01T08:56:59.245-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It was the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;middle&lt;/span&gt; of the night and suddenly I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;remembered&lt;/span&gt; I had not made my sons bottle. I woke up and went to the kitchen to make him a bottle, when suddenley I hear some noises. I got scared and instead of even looking what the loud noise was I ran up stiars to grab my son but when I walked into his room I noticed that my son wasn't there anymore.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5287925632093781835-820625718418343653?l=berenicesblog2009.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://berenicesblog2009.blogspot.com/feeds/820625718418343653/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://berenicesblog2009.blogspot.com/2009/05/it-was-middle-of-night-and-suddenly-i.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5287925632093781835/posts/default/820625718418343653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5287925632093781835/posts/default/820625718418343653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://berenicesblog2009.blogspot.com/2009/05/it-was-middle-of-night-and-suddenly-i.html' title=''/><author><name>berenice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05117349726860598248</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-5287925632093781835.post-7837319778359058282</id><published>2009-04-30T08:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-30T09:07:36.056-07:00</updated><title type='text'>pick your own prompt.</title><content type='html'>"What did you struggle with the most? Write about it."&lt;br /&gt;I think the one thing I have ever really &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;struggled&lt;/span&gt; with was my whole &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;pregnancy&lt;/span&gt; and learning how to be a mom. I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;struggled&lt;/span&gt; with my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;pregnancy&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;because&lt;/span&gt; I had so &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;many&lt;/span&gt; problems at the time and was very scared. Then &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;again&lt;/span&gt; who &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;wouldn't&lt;/span&gt; be. P&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;regnant&lt;/span&gt; at 14 and have no one to help you is not the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;situation&lt;/span&gt; you want to end up in. My mom was mad at me, my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;child's&lt;/span&gt; father had broken up with me but yet you still had to move in with him! We fought all the time which made my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;pregnancy&lt;/span&gt; very &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;difficult&lt;/span&gt; as is if it &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;wasn't&lt;/span&gt; already. Then learning how to be a mom is I think hard for everyone &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;because,&lt;/span&gt; hello, kids do not come with a handbook. But parenting I think from what I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;experienced&lt;/span&gt; so far its hard but with time things just play out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5287925632093781835-7837319778359058282?l=berenicesblog2009.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://berenicesblog2009.blogspot.com/feeds/7837319778359058282/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://berenicesblog2009.blogspot.com/2009/04/pick-your-own-prompt.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5287925632093781835/posts/default/7837319778359058282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5287925632093781835/posts/default/7837319778359058282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://berenicesblog2009.blogspot.com/2009/04/pick-your-own-prompt.html' title='pick your own prompt.'/><author><name>berenice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05117349726860598248</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-5287925632093781835.post-3879255472400892052</id><published>2009-04-29T08:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-29T08:57:09.283-07:00</updated><title type='text'>compound word practice</title><content type='html'>something&lt;br /&gt;everyday&lt;br /&gt;volleyball&lt;br /&gt;overlap&lt;br /&gt;1. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Yesterday&lt;/span&gt; I went to the store and bought something.&lt;br /&gt;2. Everyday my son wakes up in a bad mood.&lt;br /&gt;3. I like to play volleyball &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;a lot.&lt;/span&gt; It's my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;favorite&lt;/span&gt; sport.&lt;br /&gt;4. I love to overlap pictures when I do scrapbooking.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5287925632093781835-3879255472400892052?l=berenicesblog2009.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://berenicesblog2009.blogspot.com/feeds/3879255472400892052/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://berenicesblog2009.blogspot.com/2009/04/compound-word-practice.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5287925632093781835/posts/default/3879255472400892052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5287925632093781835/posts/default/3879255472400892052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://berenicesblog2009.blogspot.com/2009/04/compound-word-practice.html' title='compound word practice'/><author><name>berenice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05117349726860598248</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>
