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						<title>Hunger Games day 3 -- 04-21-11</title>
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						<description><![CDATA[1.)	Describe Katniss and Peeta's outfits.  <br />
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They had a total black outfit that went from their necks all the way to their feet.  They also had black boots that were laced up, and last but not least they had a cape that was set on fire.<br />
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2.) What made them take a "leap of faith" when it came to letting the stylists prep them for this?<br />
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I think they had to take a “leap of faith” when they said that they were going to set their capes on fire.<br />
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Repeatedly Katniss makes comments, or actions that lead you to believe that she is getting ready to "play" the game with Peeta as an opponent.  He often makes conversation or actions that make you the reader ask, "Is he beinig genuine, or is he also playing the game?"  <br />
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3.)	What do you think?  What evidence do you base this on?  Explain.<br />
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I think that Peeta is not playing the game and just being nice, because when Katniss was searching for food and Peeta’s mother kicked her out, he came and gave her the(burnt) bread. <br />
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            <dc:date>2011-04-21T18:10:53-05:00</dc:date>
            
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						<title>9-1 RAFT -- 02-01-11</title>
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						<description><![CDATA[R- Jane Hosken<br />
A-Myself<br />
F-Diary<br />
T- Who came to the English colonies and why?<br />
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  Dear Diary,<br />
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Right now I am being put on a boat to got to the English colonies as an Indentured servant.  I am sad of becoming an indentured servant because I have heard about how badly they are treated.  I am really, really scared and think that kind of stuff will happen to me.  <br />
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    												1719<br />
Dear Diary,										<br />
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I am very surprised at how they are treating me.  They are treating me so nicely, unlike the other slaves.  Maybe they should treat all the other Indentured servants like they are treating me.  We are getting pretty close to being in Philadelphia.  I am also sure that London is really far away.  I can’t believe it, I can see Philadelphia!    <br />
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<br />
Dear Diary,<br />
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Now they are telling me that I need to be a teacher there!  I am happy but a bit nervous.  Now I know that the harsh boat ride was worth it.]]></description>
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            <dc:date>2011-02-01T10:30:45-05:00</dc:date>
            
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						<title>Trip to Asia -- 01-12-11</title>
						<link>http://classblogmeister.com/blog.php?blog_id=1271307</link>
						<description><![CDATA["BOOM!”  I just dropped my social studies book.  The whole reason I’m reading my social studies book is because yesterday I was reading a passage about Henry Hudson.  He went on a boat to find Asia, now I want to go to Asia.  But not to find the way, to find the famous Asian walnut.  I’ve heard that the walnut is very rare and it tastes like a chocolate peanut.  Now I would like to get more info from my S.S. book.  I have arranged the S.S. walnut to take me to Asia.  I have also packed supplies for a whole month, so if I get lost I will be OK.  I also have a cell phone and I have charged it with my charger.  ( But like I will need my cell phone.)  “HONK!”  That was the car horn.  I’m about to go!  Wish me luck!<br />
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    I am in the car right now, but I can see the S.S. walnut out my window.  I’m so excited.  “HONK!”  That was the boat’s horn.  I had to go!  I said goodbye to my family and left.  As I was walking on the boat I realized that there were a lot of other kids were on the boat too! Looking for the same thing!  I’m so glad I’m not the only nerd on the boat!  Finally the ship had mover and we were on our way.  It took two months to get there!   Finally we were there.   I  stayed a few months and then realized it was really hot.  So I went back to my hometown for the cold air.  So after I had got some cold air I went back to Asia.  Did I mention it took three months?   Finally I went to the sites we were ;looking at, and nobody was there.  I looked on a tree and I saw the signal Mattan.  That was our warning sign.  I don’t know where they went.  So the real question is, what happened to all of them?<br />
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            <dc:date>2011-01-12T20:19:10-05:00</dc:date>
            
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						<title>7-3 RAFT -- 01-11-11</title>
						<link>http://classblogmeister.com/blog.php?blog_id=1269974</link>
						<description><![CDATA[R- John Smith<br />
A- Myself<br />
F- Diary<br />
T- Who helped the colony of Jamestown survive?<br />
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Dear Diary,<br />
    These first settlers are lazy butts!  I try to get them to work and all they want to do is sit around and search for gold.  They would have died without my help.  How long will it be before they realize that without hunting, farming, and preparing they are going to die.   Even though the land was plentiful before, times change.  Thee are disease-carrying-mosquitoes, swampy, unclean land, and the water in  the james river isn’t even safe to drink!  Someone needs to show them how to work and make a living.    <br />
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					October 6, 1608<br />
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Dear Diary,<br />
    Today I stood on a chair and announced that nobody is working.  “  Nobody is working.  And for your actions, those who will not work, will not eat!”  I forced them to build houses, plant crops, and raise livestock.  They had to if they wanted to survive.  I might have been unpopular, but they needed to learn.<br />
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    Today I am going to trade with the Powhatan people for food.  Since people are now working we don’t need to trade for food.  But a surplus is always good too!<br />
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    BOOM!  BANG!  Two days ago I was hurt in a gunpowder explosion.  Now I have to return to England.  i bet the colony will face hard times without me.  I just hope they will still do the thing they are capable of. ]]></description>
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            <dc:date>2011-01-11T10:31:20-05:00</dc:date>
            
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						<title>A Day in the Life of a Snowman -- 01-04-11</title>
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						<description><![CDATA[You know how they say there is no walking, talking, singing Frosty the Snowman.  Think again.  I was 1 years old and I already knew everything I needed to know:  When you start to melt, take very little amounts of breath.  Also when a bunny takes your nose, let him have it and just breath through your mouth.  My parents died before I was even born.  But I know they are somewhere out in the snow.  This life stinks!  I’m cold and the only thing that is keeping me warm is a scarf and a tall black hat.  I want to scream, “HELP!”  But my mouth is rock hard.  ( Literally )  I can’t take it.  Finally the sun came out.  This was good and bad.  The sun came out to warm me, but yet the sun was melting me.  When I looked below I saw my body all over the place!  I almost started to scream.  I was freaking out.  1 hour later I was a lump of snow on the ground.]]></description>
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            <dc:date>2011-01-04T10:15:17-05:00</dc:date>
            
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						<title>Success -- 12-02-10</title>
						<link>http://classblogmeister.com/blog.php?blog_id=1249489</link>
						<description><![CDATA[The time that I had success was when I had a soccer tournament.  It was 8:00 in the morning and the game before the actual tournament had started.  First they scored and then we scored and it happened again.  But finally it was the end of the game, and it was a tie!!!!!!!  We went into overtime and played 2, 5 minute quarters.  In the first quarter nothing had happened.  WE were all frustrated and scared at the same time.<br />
Then finally the game started again and my sister and I were down at their goal.  “PASS!”  My sister instantly passed the ball as I was open.  The whole crowd was standing on the tippy tops of their toes to see what would happen.  Without thinking I shot the ball.  “WHOOSH!”  Went the net.  I MADE THE GOAL!  I was so happy.  The second quarter was over and we had won the game!  My whole team ran over to me and started hugging, screaming, and jumping.  I got piggy-back-rides from2 players and high-fives like crazy!  After that we went home and my papa payed me!  It was the best moment of success ever. <br />
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            <dc:date>2010-12-02T10:20:49-05:00</dc:date>
            
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						<title>The time I got sick -- 11-23-10</title>
						<link>http://classblogmeister.com/blog.php?blog_id=1244172</link>
						<description><![CDATA[The time that I got sick was when I had to have my tonsils out.  My mom realized that I was having to much strep throat so she set up a doctor’s appointment without telling me!  When I got there, they told me I had to have surgery .  “MOM!”  I don’t want to have my tonsils out!”  I screamed.  But still she made me.  “Do I really have to?”  I asked.  She nodded her head yes.  So an early October morning I went to the hospital.  I was not only having my tonsils out, but I was having my adenoids taken out and tubes being put in.  When I got there I had to put on pants and a gown.  I also saw other people’s pants, gowns, and socks.  When I got into one room they put a cap on me and took me to another room.  Then I got a medicine that put me to sleep.  When I awoke I was in the recovery room.  But then I got to watch T.V. and eat a popsicle.  Later we left the hospital and had to go to my nana’s and pick up my sisters.  And then we went home.]]></description>
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            <dc:date>2010-11-23T09:58:44-05:00</dc:date>
            
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						<title>Creepy Cave -- 11-01-10</title>
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						<description><![CDATA[<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"><span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px">  One 5:00 night my friend took me into a creepy cave with a flashlight, then suddenly the flashlight went out.  My friend called out my name, “Sportygirl88!”  Then I whispered loudly, “ I’m right here.  Shut up!”  We started to walk in the direction that we thought would lead us out.  Little did we know, we were walking strait into the cave.  When suddenly a light  flashed on!  “ What is that?!”  I slapped her across the cheek,  “OUCH<span style="background-color: lime; ">!</span>”  she screamed.  I looked at her and said, “ What part of shut up don’t you get<span style="background-color: lime; ">?</span>”  When we looked away we saw a torch<span style="background-color: lime; ">.</span>  Then we saw it coming closer.  Then a man came into view.  “ I’ve been trapped in this cave for 32 years!”  He said.  My friend and I stared, and then started to run.  When we reached the end of the cave we saw the man running toward us.  So we hopped on our bikes and rode off.  What a creepy experience!</span></p><br />
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            <dc:date>2010-11-01T12:01:56-05:00</dc:date>
            
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						<title>Past or Future -- 10-16-10</title>
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						<description><![CDATA[I took Professor Maham’s class in science and he gave me a big black box.  I looked at it and it had two buttons.  One was blue and it said “Past”, and the other button was orange and it read, “Future”.    I didn’t know what to do.  So I quickly pushed the future button, because I thought nothing would happen.  I zoomed past everyone and saw my whole life flash before my eyes.  And in one part I was eating a watermelon.  That was weird.  Then I appeared looking and talking to my mom.  I looked at myself and I was wearing a dress.  Then a person put me in a shiny black limo with a person I don’t know.  But then I realized that it was my best friend Chill21.  So when we were riding we started talking about work, but I had know idea what we were talking about.  But when I got out of the limo I saw that I was working at my dream job.  It was hectic!  But finally the day ended and the limo took me home.  When I got home I was exhausted!  So I went to my bedroom, got in my pajama’s and crashed.  When I awoke I was back in professor’s Maham’s lab.  I was happy to be back. ]]></description>
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            <dc:date>2010-10-16T13:13:28-05:00</dc:date>
            
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						<title>Fizzy Lifting Juice -- 10-12-10</title>
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						<description><![CDATA[At we went down to the lunch room and instead of milk Mr. Grettenberger, our lunch room lunch server, gave us some juice that tasted like orange juice but I looked on the juice box and it read Fizzy Lifting Soda.  So I started to eat my turkey sandwich, with lettuce, tomatoes, cheese, and mayo.  Mmmmmmmm.  But then I got really thirsty.  So I started to drink the fizzy lifting juice.  Then I went to take a bite out of my awesome, colorful Cosmic Brownie, a snack cake that tastes really good, but I felt full.  Even though I had more lunch to eat I didn’t feel like eating anymore.  So I just sat and talked to my best friend Sparty41, but I still felt full.  But then it was time to go.  So we went back to the classroom.  Then I started to write and when I did I started I floated up out of my plastic blue chair, and so did everyone else!  We had no idea what was happening!   We all thought it was our lunch, but then I remembered it was the juice we drank!  We had no idea how to get down on the floor.  But just then Mr. Meyer jumped up on my desk, grabbed my foot, and pulled me down!  He did it to the rest of the students too!  Then he pulled out 26 bungee  cords and strapped us down.  But the our chairs started to float up to the ceiling!  So he duck taped us down to the floor chair and all.  And we spent the whole day sitting down in our chairs.]]></description>
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            <dc:date>2010-10-12T13:48:53-05:00</dc:date>
            
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						<title>Compare/Contrast Essay -- 10-12-10</title>
						<link>http://classblogmeister.com/blog.php?blog_id=1210953</link>
						<description><![CDATA[<br />
Jackie Robinson did a lot of things in his life, here are a couple of things he did.  Wen he was young he played baseball with a couple of kids and ended up playing in the negro leagues.  People were excluding.  When Jackie started to play really good his manager decided that he should play in the major leagues.  After a couple of games he was doing really good.  He became a legend by being the first African-american Major League baseball player.<br />
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	Shirley Temple Wong did a lot of things, here are most of them.  Shirley came to America from China and started to speak English, got to school, and love Jackie Robinson+ The Dodgers. She also made 2 new friends, got the lead role in a play, got punched in the face really hard by a mean bully, had to babysit 3 annoying kids, and ended up staying America to have fun in school and watch he Dodgers.<br />
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	Things that happened to both of them are very exiting .  They both played baseball and got a home run.  The both had different races that most people didn’t like.  And fortunately in the end they ended up being very liked people.]]></description>
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            <dc:date>2010-10-12T13:45:36-05:00</dc:date>
            
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						<title>Monkey see Monkey do -- 10-05-10</title>
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						<description><![CDATA[     Monkey see Monkey do<br />
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  I was in science class watching a video about monkey’s when suddenly I fell asleep.  When I awoke the movie wasn’t on anymore, my teacher was talking about her ex- boyfriend.  Then I saw hair all over me!  I didn’t know what to do so I yelled at my teacher who was now talking about her great- grandfather, “ WHAT HAPPENED TO ME?!”  My teacher looked shocked.  “ Sportygirl88!”  I expect more from a straight A+ student!”  She had talked to me like nothing had happened.  When class was over I went to go pick up Shelly and I’s coat’s when I realized, this is all a dream!  I fell asleep!  So I ran over to my teacher who’s name is Miss, Mamagama and ripped the mug out of her hand’s and threw it in my face!  Then I said,  “ I wish that wasn’t hot tea!”  But then I realized I was still the furry  animal I was before.  So I ran out of science and came to my classroom, laid my head, down on my desk, and fell asleep.  When I awoke I wasn’t a monkey, I was a regular student in science.  So it was all a dream, I thought.  Then I looked over and saw all my classmates in monkey form.  “Not again,”  I said. ]]></description>
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            <dc:date>2010-10-05T10:24:31-05:00</dc:date>
            
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						<title>Vanishing Teacher -- 10-01-10</title>
						<link>http://classblogmeister.com/blog.php?blog_id=1204322</link>
						<description><![CDATA[<br />
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One sunny afternoon at 8:10, October 11th , my teacher went tot his fridge and he opened a Lipton green tea bottle with citrus and tasted it and said, “ MMMMmmmm this tasted funny, must be made with real clown.”  But he didn’t care and started to teach the following:  Math, English, and writing.  But he had disappeared, but I knew he was still there because I could hear him teaching.  He could see us; however, we could not see him.  But still he was there, because he started to put up our hoods and mess up our hair!  We liked school now; because we wasn’t in our way when he was writing on the board.  We could see right through him.  That was the tale of the vanishing teacher.]]></description>
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            <dc:date>2010-10-01T13:33:04-05:00</dc:date>
            
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						<title>Snapshot -- 10-01-10</title>
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						<description><![CDATA[<br />
         Hi! My name is click and I am a digital camera!  My owner are the best people in the world.  Their names are Bob and Shirley, they take me all around the world!  Like this one time we went to the Rain Forest and got attack by a jaguar!  But we lost him while we were running away.  My favorite vacation spot is Florida.  We go there almost every year!  The swaying palm tree’s, waves crashing the ocean, and the sounds of coconuts falling, “clunk!”  I love it when my owner,  Bob and Shirley, leave me on a beach chair when they go swimming in the pool and i get some serious sun. “Sizzle.”   Goes my skin.  My other favorite place is Paris,Because I get to take pictures of fancy restaurants, the Eiffel Tower.  And people eating crepes.  But now I think I’m going to Antarctica, wish me luck.]]></description>
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            <dc:date>2010-10-01T12:41:10-05:00</dc:date>
            
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