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<title>Brandon Rogers</title>
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						<title>One Step Closer -- 05-16-12</title>
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						<description><![CDATA[<p> </p><br />
<div style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt">Dear Freshy,</div><br />
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<div style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt">   Now that you have passed eighth grade, know you move up the scale of education. New teachers, more freedom to do what your talent and skill can be used for; also a time where your grades start counting for college, where they look from ninth to twelfth.</div><br />
<div style="text-indent: 0.5in; margin: 0in 0in 10pt">It’s really not that hard. All you have to do it pay attention, try your hardest not to get into any trouble. Not all the teachers will help you, and also can’t always teach the right way, but majority of the teachers are really good educators. Be organized; keep on top of your school work. Pay attention matter what; take notes. Don’t slack off, or you'll pay when you see your grades.</div><br />
<div style="text-indent: 0.5in; margin: 0in 0in 10pt">There is really no ninth grade difference from eighth grade to ninth grade, same drama, and same people; just a different grade, one closer to the end.</div><br />
<div style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt">                                                                                                                                                 Sincerely,</div><br />
<div style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt">                                                                                                                                                Brandon Rogers</div>]]></description>
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						<title>This One's for You -- 05-04-12</title>
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						<description><![CDATA[     For this our love has ever been so groomed, so smooth? What if this is a lie and our love is not so groomed so smooth? This is not just a romance, but a journey into my life. The song “this one’s for you – Of Mice and Men” the meaning of this song is about two lovers that describe their love like Romeo and Juliet.<br />
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     Saying “I’ll be the Romeo and you play the Juliet.” The song describes how he will be nothing without her, and that it’s not just a book he read, its reality, and that she will forever be in his heart. That she is so beautiful “so bright so bright.” That he’ll show her a heart that will never fail.<br />
	I agree that the allusion is clear in the song “this one’s for you – of mice and men” it does make you see what the song is talking about. It does catch your emotions, your eye in the song. The accuracy was dead on.<br />
	This was a amazing song to choose as a allusion, and relate the play Romeo and Juliet, by taking quotes from the play and putting them into their song, and also putting their names into the song. It also really described them, their love for each other, and also making it emotional, and visual.<br />
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            <dc:date>2012-05-04T12:02:54-05:00</dc:date>
            
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						<title>Life InThe Gutter. -- 05-01-12</title>
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						<description><![CDATA[May Free Write:<br />
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Have you had the time to think things over? <br />
the time to wonder whats the next move?<br />
Ever been surrounded by the dead.<br />
Dieing over and over?<br />
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Every second;<br />
I think of these memories that lay in my hopeless mind<br />
Every minute; <br />
We use to lie under these stars watching the world go around.<br />
Spinning in circles;<br />
Lost, not knowing where to go.<br />
Blindfolded and delirious.<br />
Trying to hit this piñata, but no luck what’s so ever. <br />
Every hour;<br />
I’m lost in these nightmares of the untold secrets<br />
These secrets haunt my every moment;<br />
For where it leaves me waking up screaming in the darkness.<br />
Every day;<br />
I lay here in this infested room<br />
Where I crawl to the corner.<br />
I curl up in a ball;<br />
Hoping this dreadful feeling will go away, but we know it will never go away.<br />
For I am death, because<br />
These moments,<br />
These memories,<br />
Every second I wish something could relieve this curse.<br />
Ever minute I kill another with the touch of my finger.<br />
Every hour I scream for forgiveness.<br />
Every day I die alone.<br />
It’s all the same.<br />
It never ends;<br />
It never ends..<br />
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            <dc:date>2012-05-01T17:25:19-05:00</dc:date>
            
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						<title>Lovers Dance On The Dance Floor -- 04-18-12</title>
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						<description><![CDATA[April Free-write<br />
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Death By Love?<br />
<br />
 In these shadows of darkness am I here by myself? Will I live in fear of finding another? There are so many questions. Do I have the time? who knows..<br />
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Excuse me love, sorry for the inconvenience, but may I have this dance?..<br />
(Months pass, memories crash and burn into ashes;<br />
For this shall be suicidal love).<br />
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For my memories shall lay in peace;<br />
For my thoughts shall rest.<br />
Under anesthesia where I must lay in these forsaken grounds;<br />
Where we dig my shallow grave under this rotting oak tree;<br />
Woken up from the lack of oxygen;<br />
Clawing at the surface of the locked casket;<br />
Looking into the dark;<br />
Facing my fear of being buried alive;<br />
Soon shall take my last breath.<br />
The crows sitting on my grave stone<br />
Which over years it crumbles to nothing<br />
Where the maggots etching to find a way into my casket to eat my rotting flesh;<br />
For after all the months without sleep,<br />
I shall sleep forever<br />
We sleep forever<br />
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            <dc:date>2012-04-18T20:34:33-05:00</dc:date>
            
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						<title>Watch -- 03-28-12</title>
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						<description><![CDATA[March Freewrite<br />
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written by me<br />
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Ever thought what it would be like to be alone, lost, and hopeless?<br />
 Having a ticking timb-bomb in your hand. If you dont mind? Would you bury my corps in the sand..<br />
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Watch as the boat sinks in the middle of the ocean.<br />
Watch as the captain takes his last breath.<br />
Watch as this poor ship drowns in this ocean.<br />
All the sorrow with its madness.<br />
A recipe for forgiveness?<br />
Lying flat on the ground of the sea.<br />
Watching the last of his air vanishes as it hits the ocean’s surface. <br />
Leaving nothing but water.<br />
Given up waiting for his savior.<br />
Given up on hope.<br />
Given up on his dreams.<br />
Watch as the sharks swim toward the wreck.<br />
Watch as they turn towards the lonesome captian.<br />
Watch as the sharks rip my body apart.<br />
The blood going through the water. <br />
Like food dye in your glass.<br />
Watch as the chunks of his flesh get swallowed by the blood thirsty sharks.<br />
Watch as no one will realize that he is lost at sea. <br />
Swimming with the fishes..<br />
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            <dc:date>2012-03-28T19:45:10-05:00</dc:date>
            
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						<title>Cheeseburgers(: -- 02-08-12</title>
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						<description><![CDATA[January FreeSpeak<br />
Cheeseburgers(:<br />
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            <dc:date>2012-02-08T12:19:43-05:00</dc:date>
            
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						<title>Anestichia -- 02-01-12</title>
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						<description><![CDATA[Februrary Free-write<br />
I wrote this poem(:<br />
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So many questions, and there's so little time. So many thoughts, not enough  dreams; what shall my prediction be, what to think?<br />
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would you tremble to the touch of my lips?<br />
If I touched your lips?<br />
You take my breath away<br />
Waiting for the moment when our lips collide <br />
Almost stops the earth.<br />
Take my hand?<br />
Dance in the moonlight?<br />
You’re the light.<br />
I’m the moth<br />
You’re the brightest star.<br />
I’m in love? It’s a beautiful day<br />
I don’t care what the weatherman says.<br />
Without you I can breath<br />
Without you I can’t see<br />
I have a purpose once again forgetting all the problems <br />
Focusing on you<br />
And only you<br />
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						<title>Characteristics of Mr. Dark -- 01-20-12</title>
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						<description><![CDATA[Extra Credit<br />
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Brandon CP English 9<br />
Miss Transue<br />
10 January 2012<br />
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Characteristics of Mr. Dark<br />
	Through the thought process, have you ever tried to read, or figure out Mr. Dark’s characteristics? Tried to figure out his ways? Here’s my summarization of finding the characteristics of Mr. Dark in the book Something Wicked This Way Comes by Ray Bradbury. Mr. Dark has many characteristics. The top three characteristics are powerful, evil, and freaky. He has a powerful characteristic because he controls the carnival. Freaky because he manipulates Will and Jim, and finally evil, because of how he threatened Mr. Halloway to stop his heart.<br />
	Mr. Dark is the freak with the leashes! He knows what strings to pull, and when to pull them. He is the alpha male of the carnival! Want reasons? Well, as Mr. Dark stood in the middle of the meadow. He made one gesture, and the train came to life! Like in the book ‘’All dark suit, shadow faced, he walked to the center of the meadow… He gestured once, and the train came to life’’ (Bradbury 52). Along with the carnival, Mr. Dark controls the freaks in the carnival. Every Freak Mr. Dark has in the carnival is on his body as a tattoo. “Mr. Dark and his mob of illustrations surged forward on the pine platform a jungle beneath each arm, and Egyptian viper scrolled on each bicep... and strange monsters gaped their fang’s from his chest, a Cyclopes with a novel for a squinted moron eye twitches on his stomach as he strobes” (Bradbury 110,111). Also the showing of the leashes that he holds “the freaks leaped in a frolic of shock, then calmed as the carnival owner continued with great ease, patting and soothing his own illustrations, which patted and soothed the freaks’’ (Bradbury 111).<br />
	Another characteristic is evil.  Mr. Dark is evil because he was trying to find the boy’s.  Mr. Dark threatens Mr. Halloway, Will’s dad, that if he doesn’t tell him where Will and Jim are that he’ll have the Dusk Witch give him a heart attack. “One of my friends, outside can fix you so it seems you died of most natural heart failure’’ (Bradbury 210).  Also, Mr. Dark told Will that he put his mom on the carrousel and made her very old, so that Will would come out of hiding. ‘’William… Where’s your mother tonight? She was out riding the night wind… We put her on. Around. We left her on. A year, another year… around’’ (Bradbury 216). Then, Mr. Dark found Will and Jim. Mr. Dark, Will, and Jim saw Jim and Wills Moms outside going into the church, Will’s mom was perfectly fine. Then Will realized that Mr. Dark was bluffing. Will screams, and then Mr. Dark mocks him. Then Mr. Dark says to Will ‘’we’ll let her in?’’ Then Will starts to scream saying ‘’mom, come save us!” “Mom, Will screamed… Mom, Mr. Dark mockingly, Come save us… Well Let her in. Will strangled a sob. No. no. no” (Bradbury 221-222).<br />
	Mr. Dark is freaky! Mr. Dark controls the carnival, so he controls all the rides, and all the freaks that are involved. What’s freaky is that Mr. Dark can live forever! This is implied because he has the carousel, and he can go backwards however many years he wants to. So he can stay young forever!  Another example of his freaky characteristics is when the Lighting Rod Salesman is walking down the street, he passes Mr. Halloway’s shop, and see’s the most beautiful women, and it reminds him of all the beautiful women he’s ever seen. Well that attracts him, so he touches the door, and it opens up by its self, and then he steps in and it closes. ‘’The Lightning-rod salesman stood there for a while… His hand touched the shop door. It swung open… He Stepped in. The door shut’’ (Bradbury 45) Then there is where Mr. Dark is looking for Jim and Will. He is looking for them, and it describes how he stalks, tippy toes trying to find them which is really freaky. ‘’Immensely patient that soft voice, ever the warmest friends to chilly creatures burrowed away, nested amongst dry books; so he scuttered, crept, scurried, stalked, tip-toed, wafted, stood immensely still among the primates’’ (Bradbury 215). The last reason why Mr. Dark is freaky is when he shows Mr. Halloway Jim and Will’s faces on his palms. “The Illustrated Man thrust out his hands… Tattooed in bright blue ink, Will’s face gazed up at him from the palm of the right hand… The left palm, Jims face was indelible and natural as life’’ (Bradbury 17)<br />
	As I stated that Mr. Dark is a powerful, evil, and freaky man. He tried to manipulate Will and Jim, threatened Mr. Halloway, lured The Lightning-rod salesman, completely controlled the carnival, and all that was associated with the carnival. Now that you read my essay, do you have a different thought process of Mr. Dark?<br />
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Work Cited<br />
Bradbury, Ray. Something Wicked This Way Comes. New York, NY: William Morrow, 1962. <br />
Print.<br />
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						<title>partt 33333333(: -- 12-20-11</title>
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						<description><![CDATA[What happens to Will's mom on the carousel?]]></description>
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						<title>Ohh Ohh Pick Me again!!!! -- 12-20-11</title>
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						<description><![CDATA[what does Mr. Dark tattoo's represent?]]></description>
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						<title>Over Reaction -- 12-20-11</title>
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						<description><![CDATA[December Free-write.<br />
Have you ever had to say something that you've never told a person before? Thoughts with no decision? Think and never say?<br />
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Something sudden someone’s concern; To reach upon the mile high flag.<br />
I look at you.<br />
You look at me.<br />
I have a secret.<br />
What could it be?<br />
I give you a smile.<br />
In my usual smile.<br />
Stay for awhile?<br />
I’ve got something to share.<br />
Please don’t over react!<br />
It’s just a matter of fact.<br />
a concept so abstract.<br />
I love you.<br />
Ive been holding it back.<br />
Having a heart attack.<br />
Afraid that you wouldn’t see.<br />
How much you mean to me.<br />
You are my light.<br />
Keeping me bright.<br />
Giving me sign.<br />
Looking through the borken glass.<br />
Looking through the shades of color.<br />
There nothing with unperfection.<br />
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						<title>November FREE WRITE!(: -- 11-29-11</title>
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Poem!<br />
November Free Write!<br />
What do you think of in November? Think of corn fields in the middle of the night with a freaky scarecrow in the middle. the corn fields go on for miles.<br />
What to think?<br />
What to do?<br />
When the scarecrow comes for you!<br />
What to hear?<br />
Where to hide?<br />
Everywhere I go<br />
He always finds me. <br />
Hiding in the shadows of the corn field<br />
Screaming? Yelling<br />
He’s only in my head!<br />
He has to be!<br />
How could it be real? <br />
Running in terror.<br />
Screaming bloody murder.<br />
There’s no way out. <br />
It just keeps going.<br />
When you see the scarecrow never scream!<br />
Cause he’ll rip your tongue out...<br />
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						<title>Follow the Trail  -- 11-21-11</title>
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						<description><![CDATA[Brandon Ms Transue<br />
English 9<br />
27 October 2011<br />
Freak on the Leash<br />
	Rachel murdered Brunton! Follow the trail with Sherlock Homes in, The Musgrave Ritual, and find the clues about why Rachel murdered Brunton. she was mad, and angry at him, and how she was insane! <br />
	Rachel hated Brunton! Rachel hated Brunton because she was madly in love with him, and he left her for another girl. Another reason why I say she hates him is that she left him to die in a cellar. She kicked the piece of wood that was holding the rock, and he suffocated in the cellar. Also that she didn’t want him with another girl. That’s another reason why she killed him, and why she hated him.<br />
	Rachel did it on accident! She couldn’t pick up the rock because it’s so heavy and she was scared!  She didn’t kill Brunton on purpose! She didn’t tell anyone, and she is the one that kicked the wood to lock him in the cellar to die.<br />
	Rachel was insane! Two quotes from the story saying Rachel was insane are. “You should be in bed, “I said.” Come back to your duties when you are stronger” (Doyle 7). “She looked at me with so strange an expression that I began to suspect that her brain was affected” (Doyle 9). She killed Brunton because he left her for another girl, and that caused her to go crazier.<br />
	You have followed the trail, and found the clues why Rachel murdered Brunton. Rachel did murder Brunton. Trust me, because I’m a good student and I read the story with reading between the lines technique, and understood the story of “The Musgrave Ritual.”<br />
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Doyle, Sir Aruthur Conan. "The Musgrave Ritual." Mathematics in Fiction. Web. 24 Oct. 2011. <http://members.cox.net/mathmistakes/fiction.htm>.<br />
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						<title>Max and Joe, and the cat Bob -- 11-21-11</title>
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						<description><![CDATA[Third Times A Charm <br />
(3rd person Omniscient) Max and Joe are playing catch in the back yard. Joe threw the ball as hard as he could, and Max thought ugh not again. ohh well I'll go and get itthen I saw the neighbor’s cat Bob; Bob just stood there scared thinking"Don't come near me! Don't come near me!" Then Bob started sprinting away screaming when he saw that Max was going to chase him thinking "I got him now!" but Max never did catch Bob.<br />
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(3rd person Limited omniscient) Max and Joe are playing catch in the back yard. Joe threw the ball as hard as he could, and Max chased after it until Max saw the neighbor’s cat Bob; Bob just stood there scared. Then Bob started sprinting away when he saw that Max started to chase him, but Max never did catch Bob.<br />
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(3rd person Dramatic) Max and Joe are playing catch in the back yard. Joe threw the ball farther than he should of, and Max chased after it until Max saw the neighbor’s cat Bob; Bob just stood there shaking. Then Bob started sprinting away when he saw that Max started to chase him, but Max never did catch Bob.<br />
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						<title>Psychic -- 11-21-11</title>
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						<description><![CDATA[Is the lightneing Rod Salesman a psychic?]]></description>
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						<title>Theme!!!!!!!! -- 10-27-11</title>
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						<description><![CDATA["The Djinn Who Lives Between Night and Day" <br />
		Theme<br />
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Theme of the story is: You can't really trust anyone unless you really know them, and know their personality, and their actions to everyday life.<br />
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How Theme applies to the story: You don't know if the Djinn is good or evil in the story.<br />
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How it applies to real life: Meeting new people seeing if they are nice or mean. To see if they are friendly or ignorant; to see the good and bad in people<br />
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						<title>Poem I Made! Muhahahaa;b -- 09-23-11</title>
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This isn’t happening, this isn’t happening, this isn’t happening! <br />
Scream my name, Scream it loud!<br />
 Picking up the crumbs! <br />
Cause honey! I’m coming home! <br />
Because I’m Lost, and hopeless like my mind,<br />
 There’s ah ticking time-bomb in my hand,<br />
 Burry my corps in the sand! <br />
I lost my mind because I’m losing you. <br />
Look what fate brought to me! <br />
I’m on my knees, <br />
Begin for mercy! <br />
Why are you doing this to me?<br />
This isn’t over.<br />
Don’t you see? <br />
This is not over for you and me.<br />
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            <dc:date>2011-09-23T07:56:12-05:00</dc:date>
            
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						<title>blahhhhhhh blahhhhhh blahhh -- 09-15-11</title>
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						<description><![CDATA[<p>A Visual Representation of Me</p><br />
<p>Hello. My name is Brandon Rogers, and I Play Drums in a band called Astral-Projection. One thing I like is music; like I put the bands I wrestled a bear <img alt="" src="http://i.imagehost.org/0787/iwabo.jpg" /> and bless the fall! <img alt="" src="http://www.thelyricarchive.com/img/pic/36501-37000/36590/album-172488" /></p><br />
<p>Cartman from <em>South Park </em>represents me. I say this because Cartman goes and does what he wants, and that’s pretty much what I do, in reason.<img alt="" src="http://www.hvrsd.org/timberlane/students/wyatte/images/cartman2.jpg" /></p><br />
<p>A book that I have a memory of is “<u><em>Green Eggs and Ham</em></u>” written by Dr. Seuss. It’s my favorite book because I like green eggs and ham.<img alt="" src="http://web.olivet.edu/gradusers/cbowman/HAMGUY.GIF" /></p><br />
<p>My quote is “Rebel Yell” I say this because I’m a rebel! Ha-ha. Yeah, anyways! Thank you, and that is my binder!</p>]]></description>
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            <dc:date>2011-09-15T13:11:36-05:00</dc:date>
            
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