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	<title>Sarah, Plain and Tall by Patricia MacLachlan &#187; Team 05</title>
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		<title>chapter 9sm</title>
		<link>http://gtpsblogs.org/sarah/2008/06/02/chapter-9sm-7/</link>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 02 Jun 2008 16:17:18 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Dear William,
Hi! I miss you! Would you like me to tell you about the prairie and the family?
The prairie rolls like the ocean . There is hardly any trees! The grass stands straight and tall, but when the wind blows it dances from side to side. Also there is NO OCEAN! WAH!
On a normal day [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Dear William,<br />
Hi! I miss you! Would you like me to tell you about the prairie and the family?<br />
The prairie rolls like the ocean . There is hardly any trees! The grass stands straight and tall, but when the wind blows it dances from side to side. Also there is NO OCEAN! WAH!<br />
On a normal day we get up and do our chores.Then we can do what we want for the rest of the day. Yah! But we also have to make breafast, lunch , and dinner.</p>
<p>                     Now I will tell you about the kids and Jacob. Caleb is friendly and loving. Anna is sweet and quite like a mouse.  Jacob is  tough and kind.</p>
<p>                     I miss you alot! I also miss the ocean. Hopefully I&#8217;ll see you soon!</p>
<p>                    </p>
<p>                                                                                                                 Sincerely,</p>
<p>                                                                                                                        Sarah</p>
<p>                                          </p>
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		<title>Chapter 9 RR</title>
		<link>http://gtpsblogs.org/sarah/2008/05/23/chapter-9-rr-6/</link>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 23 May 2008 13:48:48 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[May 20, 2008
Dear William,
It&#8217;s Sarah!  Things are great on the prairie. The kids are named Caleb and Anna. We made a hay dune and slid down in it.
I also have a garden and some chickens. They are cool. I also like Jacob, the kids&#8217; dad. I think I would love to be a mom.
Yours truly,
Sarah
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			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p align="left">May 20, 2008</p>
<p align="left">Dear William,</p>
<p align="left">It&#8217;s Sarah!  Things are great on the prairie. The kids are named Caleb and Anna. We made a hay dune and slid down in it.</p>
<p align="left">I also have a garden and some chickens. They are cool. I also like Jacob, the kids&#8217; dad. I think I would love to be a mom.</p>
<p align="left">Yours truly,</p>
<p align="left">Sarah</p>
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		<title>Chapter 8 RR</title>
		<link>http://gtpsblogs.org/sarah/2008/05/19/chapter-8-rr-7/</link>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 19 May 2008 15:38:54 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[When I was in kindergarten there was a big hurricane.I mean BIG. It almost knocked me off my feet.The hurricane was spinning so fast it was almost like a tornado. Yeah. THAT powerful. I had a dollhouse that broke because of the hurricane.  That was a scary time in my life.
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			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>When I was in kindergarten there was a big hurricane.I mean BIG. It almost knocked me off my feet.The hurricane was spinning so fast it was almost like a tornado. Yeah. THAT powerful. I had a dollhouse that broke because of the hurricane.  That was a scary time in my life.</p>
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		<title>chapter 7 and 8sm</title>
		<link>http://gtpsblogs.org/sarah/2008/05/18/chapter-7-and-8sm-4/</link>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 19 May 2008 02:00:20 +0000</pubDate>
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When my mom went on a women&#8217;s retreat that my church was having, I missed my mom terribly! It was in Cape May at a hotel. She was gone half of Friday, all of Saturday, and most of Sunday. When she was gone I wished she was with me.
Last Monday there was a big storm. It was [...]]]></description>
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<li>When my mom went on a women&#8217;s retreat that my church was having, I missed my mom terribly! It was in Cape May at a hotel. She was gone half of Friday, all of Saturday, and most of Sunday. When she was gone I wished she was with me.</li>
<li>Last Monday there was a big storm. It was pouring rain ,extremely windy, and it thundered and lightninged in the night. I was at my house, and at the school when it happened. When it was raining I felt happy and sad. I was happy because I knew with all this rain the plants are going to grow. I  felt sad because I love going outside to play, and I couldn&#8217;t.  team5sm</li>
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		<title>Chapter7 RR</title>
		<link>http://gtpsblogs.org/sarah/2008/05/16/chapter7-rr/</link>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 16 May 2008 17:10:04 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[I miss my favorite fish, Glitter.  She would swim in circles like a whirl pool. Sometimes she would swim as fast as a rocket or as slow as a turtle crossing a highway.  Glitter wolfed down her food like a pack of wolves so my other fish wouldn&#8217;t get any food. She was a fantastic, [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I miss my favorite fish, Glitter.  She would swim in circles like a whirl pool. Sometimes she would swim as fast as a rocket or as slow as a turtle crossing a highway.  Glitter wolfed down her food like a pack of wolves so my other fish wouldn&#8217;t get any food. She was a fantastic, fun, fish.</p>
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		<title>chapter 5 and 6sm</title>
		<link>http://gtpsblogs.org/sarah/2008/05/15/chapter-5-and-6sm/</link>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 15 May 2008 15:44:42 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[*My first word was mama!
*I would like to lean how to surf.
*I could teach someone how to do a cartwheel. These are steps to learn how. First, you put your right or left foot in front of the other. Then lean forward and put a hand on the ground, then the other hand. Next, kick [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>*My first word was mama!<br />
*I would like to lean how to surf.<br />
*I could teach someone how to do a cartwheel. These are steps to learn how. First, you put your right or left foot in front of the other. Then lean forward and put a hand on the ground, then the other hand. Next, kick your legs over one at a time. After you kick your legs over bring your arms up.There you have it. An easy way to remember these steps is to memorize this, hand, hand ,foot, foot!</p>
<p>team 5sm</p>
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		<title>Chapters 5&amp;6 RR</title>
		<link>http://gtpsblogs.org/sarah/2008/05/14/chapters-56-rr/</link>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 15 May 2008 00:10:47 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[My first word was kitty-cat because when I was little my parents had a cat.
I would like to show jump on horses because I want to try something new. Show jumping would be the perfect thing. It might be a little scary at first, but I will get used to it. Here is some advice. Be [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>My first word was kitty-cat because when I was little my parents had a cat.</p>
<p>I would like to show jump on horses because I want to try something new. Show jumping would be the perfect thing. It might be a little scary at first, but I will get used to it. Here is some advice. Be confident!</p>
<p>Now I will teach you how to win a staring contest. First, before the staring contest, close your eyes real tight. When the contest begins, open your eyes. When you think you are about to blink, squint! Hope this helps.</p>
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		<title>chapter 3 and 4sm</title>
		<link>http://gtpsblogs.org/sarah/2008/05/12/chapter-3-and-4sm-3/</link>
		<comments>http://gtpsblogs.org/sarah/2008/05/12/chapter-3-and-4sm-3/#comments</comments>
		<pubDate>Mon, 12 May 2008 16:54:31 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Caw! At the ocean you can hear lots of stuff like a seagull&#8217;s caw, shouts from people,kids laughing, and waves crashing. You can see the beautiful blue ocean going on for miles, tons of people, seagulls,sand, seashells, and rocks.
      When you&#8217;re at the ocean you can feel the  hot sand on your feet. If you&#8217;re [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Caw! At the ocean you can hear lots of stuff like a seagull&#8217;s caw, shouts from people,kids laughing, and waves crashing. You can see the beautiful blue ocean going on for miles, tons of people, seagulls,sand, seashells, and rocks.</p>
<p>      When you&#8217;re at the ocean you can feel the  hot sand on your feet. If you&#8217;re in the water you can feel the cold or warm water, the wet sand, and sometimes seaweed and seashell. You can smell the salt from the water. Sometimes you smell food. Another thing you can smell is suntan lotion. You can taste salt from the sea, and if you&#8217;re eating you can taste what ever you are eating.</p>
<p>  These are some things that youcan see, smell, hear, taste, and feel when you you go to the ocean!  Team 5sm</p>
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		<title>Chapters 3 &amp; 4 RR</title>
		<link>http://gtpsblogs.org/sarah/2008/05/09/chapters-3-4-rr-2/</link>
		<comments>http://gtpsblogs.org/sarah/2008/05/09/chapters-3-4-rr-2/#comments</comments>
		<pubDate>Fri, 09 May 2008 17:42:48 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Do you see those colorful seashells?  They&#8217;re so pretty!  Look at those palm trees!  It&#8217;s like a paradise!  I can see everything!  Now I hear kids laughing! Look! One of the kids are burying me! HELP!  The hot sand is burning my back!  PLEH! I can taste the sand! Sounds like torture, but I always go [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Do you see those colorful seashells?  They&#8217;re so pretty!  Look at those palm trees!  It&#8217;s like a paradise!  I can see everything!  Now I hear kids laughing! Look! One of the kids are burying me! HELP!  The hot sand is burning my back!  PLEH! I can taste the sand! Sounds like torture, but I always go back for more!</p>
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		<title>chapter1 and 2sm</title>
		<link>http://gtpsblogs.org/sarah/2008/05/07/chapter1-and-2sm-2/</link>
		<comments>http://gtpsblogs.org/sarah/2008/05/07/chapter1-and-2sm-2/#comments</comments>
		<pubDate>Thu, 08 May 2008 01:11:46 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[      If I could advertise for a mom I would want her to be nice, to love to cook and  bake,  to be caring, to have a lot of money so we could have nice stuff, and to be mother like.
My mom is nice, sometimes she likes to cook and bake,she is caring, she doesn&#8217;t have a lot [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>      If I could advertise for a mom I would want her to be nice, to love to cook and  bake,  to be caring, to have a lot of money so we could have nice stuff, and to be mother like.</p>
<p>My mom is nice, sometimes she likes to cook and bake,she is caring, she doesn&#8217;t have a lot of money but she has some,and she is very mother like.</p>
<p>I would not want a mom who is mean, who makes me do all the chores while she does nothing,or makes me eat yucky food</p>
<p>My mom is not mean.[Sometimes she is but normally she's nice.] she does not make me do all the chores. Actually she dose most of them. And she does not make yucky food. [sometimes she does but not often.]</p>
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