<?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-66953021669813580</id><updated>2011-04-21T15:28:34.593-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Silvia's Blog</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silviablog08.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/66953021669813580/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silviablog08.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>smmichell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13549045479397478771</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>19</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-66953021669813580.post-3155131982685356945</id><published>2009-01-09T12:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-09T13:08:16.046-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sentence Combining</title><content type='html'>Cole struggled to shift his position, while stiffness had set into his joints like hardened cement as the ground was uneven.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The ground was uneven as stiffness had set into Cole's joints like hardened cement, while he had struggled to shift his position.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cole grimaced as he struggled to raise his right knee, but he couldn't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All of Cole's life he had been haunted with nightmares of being helpless.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/66953021669813580-3155131982685356945?l=silviablog08.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silviablog08.blogspot.com/feeds/3155131982685356945/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=66953021669813580&amp;postID=3155131982685356945' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/66953021669813580/posts/default/3155131982685356945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/66953021669813580/posts/default/3155131982685356945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silviablog08.blogspot.com/2009/01/sentence-combining.html' title='Sentence Combining'/><author><name>smmichell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13549045479397478771</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-66953021669813580.post-2771019293123109700</id><published>2009-01-07T15:06:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-07T15:20:06.398-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Break</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Christmas Day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I went to Midnight Christmas Mass to give my respects to God. I woke up early in the morning and made a Christmas breakfast. Soon after everyone was done eating breakfast we opened presents. The big kids were having fun playing connect four, and made it a competition.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;New Years/Eve&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I had found out what my baby is so it made my New Year's. We went shopping New Year's Eve to get the food and snacks. I had made platters of sub &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;sandwiches&lt;/span&gt;. We really &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;didn't&lt;/span&gt; make a dinner it was finger foods. My &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;best friend&lt;/span&gt; came over with her boyfriend and spent sometime with us. I went to sleep right after 12:00am. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/66953021669813580-2771019293123109700?l=silviablog08.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silviablog08.blogspot.com/feeds/2771019293123109700/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=66953021669813580&amp;postID=2771019293123109700' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/66953021669813580/posts/default/2771019293123109700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/66953021669813580/posts/default/2771019293123109700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silviablog08.blogspot.com/2009/01/christmas-break.html' title='Christmas Break'/><author><name>smmichell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13549045479397478771</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-66953021669813580.post-566857328112878629</id><published>2009-01-06T12:48:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-06T12:52:10.688-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Correcting Senteces</title><content type='html'>His daughter asked a question, so it was a difficult moment.&lt;br /&gt;The fog was thick, and it was hard to see.&lt;br /&gt;He felt sick as he got ready to throw the grenade.&lt;br /&gt;He threw the grenade, and it made a sound.&lt;br /&gt;Kiowa gave him some advice, and it didn't help.&lt;br /&gt;He gets upset when he thinks about war.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/66953021669813580-566857328112878629?l=silviablog08.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silviablog08.blogspot.com/feeds/566857328112878629/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=66953021669813580&amp;postID=566857328112878629' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/66953021669813580/posts/default/566857328112878629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/66953021669813580/posts/default/566857328112878629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silviablog08.blogspot.com/2009/01/correcting-senteces.html' title='Correcting Senteces'/><author><name>smmichell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13549045479397478771</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-66953021669813580.post-5392594189803958061</id><published>2008-12-11T14:50:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-06T12:56:34.348-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Reading Book Called ELLA</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://images.syndetics.com/index.php?client=depup&amp;amp;isbn=0689821867/LC.JPG&amp;amp;type=hw7"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; WIDTH: 277px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://images.syndetics.com/index.php?client=depup&amp;amp;isbn=0689821867/LC.JPG&amp;amp;type=hw7" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="FONT-STYLE: italic; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold;font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Just Ella&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The book Ella was about a young girl who was to marry the Prince Charming. Ella thought she was going to fall in love and live happily ever after. Soon after she got the taste of living in the castle, she came to sense that the prince wasn't for her. Everything about the castle didn't bring happiness to the soon to be Princess. Ella found a way to escape after the Prince Charming rejected her inputs about being friends. Ella found the one she was truly longing for, and waited. Just&lt;br /&gt;Ella is a book based on a fairy tale of the book Cinderella. The catch is that Ella is the opposite of Cinderella. I think this book was a very good twist to the story. Theres a lot of things going on in the story. You never really know what Ella was going to do next.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/66953021669813580-5392594189803958061?l=silviablog08.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silviablog08.blogspot.com/feeds/5392594189803958061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=66953021669813580&amp;postID=5392594189803958061' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/66953021669813580/posts/default/5392594189803958061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/66953021669813580/posts/default/5392594189803958061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silviablog08.blogspot.com/2008/12/my-reading-book-called-ella.html' title='My Reading Book Called ELLA'/><author><name>smmichell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13549045479397478771</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-66953021669813580.post-3791632253980109907</id><published>2008-12-11T12:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T12:55:58.745-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sentence Correcting</title><content type='html'>I went down at the pond, and three kids from my school were there.We fell down again and again, and we laughed so much our stomachs hurt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I though the lopsided game would never end, and the score just kept getting worse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Martha thinks she is so cool, but she is not cool to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joe watched a video his mom had bought for him at the store where she works.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Susan loved to watch football, and watched it every &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Sunday&lt;/span&gt; on T.V. Every Saturday she would go to the local college football game. She would always wear the school colors.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/66953021669813580-3791632253980109907?l=silviablog08.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silviablog08.blogspot.com/feeds/3791632253980109907/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=66953021669813580&amp;postID=3791632253980109907' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/66953021669813580/posts/default/3791632253980109907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/66953021669813580/posts/default/3791632253980109907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silviablog08.blogspot.com/2008/12/sentence-correcting.html' title='Sentence Correcting'/><author><name>smmichell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13549045479397478771</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-66953021669813580.post-6705310151944166698</id><published>2008-12-09T12:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T12:56:48.091-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Alaska</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Alaska"&gt;http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Alaska&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alaska is the largest state of United States of America by area. Alaska is located in the Northwest region of North America. It is the 47th state in America. Alaska is one of the two states not connected to any other state of the U.S.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/66953021669813580-6705310151944166698?l=silviablog08.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silviablog08.blogspot.com/feeds/6705310151944166698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=66953021669813580&amp;postID=6705310151944166698' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/66953021669813580/posts/default/6705310151944166698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/66953021669813580/posts/default/6705310151944166698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silviablog08.blogspot.com/2008/12/alaska.html' title='Alaska'/><author><name>smmichell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13549045479397478771</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-66953021669813580.post-3236834866985399201</id><published>2008-12-09T12:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T12:37:36.679-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sentence Combining</title><content type='html'>The flames sucked at the air, and rumbled like a freight train as the shelter burned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The shelter burned while the flames sucked the air, and rumbled like a freight train.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It rumbled like a freight train as the flames sucked the air, while the shelter burned.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/66953021669813580-3236834866985399201?l=silviablog08.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silviablog08.blogspot.com/feeds/3236834866985399201/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=66953021669813580&amp;postID=3236834866985399201' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/66953021669813580/posts/default/3236834866985399201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/66953021669813580/posts/default/3236834866985399201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silviablog08.blogspot.com/2008/12/sentence-combining_09.html' title='Sentence Combining'/><author><name>smmichell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13549045479397478771</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-66953021669813580.post-3781498414977682535</id><published>2008-12-05T12:46:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-05T13:05:07.595-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Thoughts</title><content type='html'>The thoughts running through my mind at this moment are the holidays. I can't wait till Christmas comes. Christmas is one of my favorite holidays. Its the whole good vibe i get &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;around&lt;/span&gt; this time of year. Then soon after Christmas is New Years. Its better to set goals to make this year better than then the last one. Everyone has a New Years resolution.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/66953021669813580-3781498414977682535?l=silviablog08.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silviablog08.blogspot.com/feeds/3781498414977682535/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=66953021669813580&amp;postID=3781498414977682535' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/66953021669813580/posts/default/3781498414977682535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/66953021669813580/posts/default/3781498414977682535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silviablog08.blogspot.com/2008/12/my-thoughts.html' title='My Thoughts'/><author><name>smmichell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13549045479397478771</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-66953021669813580.post-2410592147989004527</id><published>2008-12-04T19:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-05T12:58:10.914-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Embarrassing Moments</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Pimple &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Incident&lt;/span&gt; At School&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My most &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;embarrassing&lt;/span&gt; moment had to be when I was in the 5&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Th&lt;/span&gt; grade. I had never had a pimple before in my life. I knew I had to go to school it wasn't an option. I remember doing the same &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;routine&lt;/span&gt; as any other day. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Except&lt;/span&gt; that as I was covering my face with one hand everywhere I went. I had thought covering it no one would notice. Well I had thought wrong. It &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;wasn't&lt;/span&gt; really like me to cover my face the whole day. So then one of my friends had asked me, "what was wrong". I had told them why &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Ive&lt;/span&gt; been covering my face that whole time. They thought it was silly of me to act like that. But in my mind it &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;wasn't&lt;/span&gt; silly. That big red spot on my face that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;wasn't&lt;/span&gt; suppose to be there. Finally I said forget it, if my friends really &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; care then i &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;shouldn't&lt;/span&gt; neither.Later in the years I got bad acne but this time I was older. I was aloud to use make up .Cover up works pretty darn good. It gets the job done.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/66953021669813580-2410592147989004527?l=silviablog08.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silviablog08.blogspot.com/feeds/2410592147989004527/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=66953021669813580&amp;postID=2410592147989004527' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/66953021669813580/posts/default/2410592147989004527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/66953021669813580/posts/default/2410592147989004527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silviablog08.blogspot.com/2008/12/embarrasing-moments.html' title='Embarrassing Moments'/><author><name>smmichell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13549045479397478771</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-66953021669813580.post-5521801260177781586</id><published>2008-12-04T12:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-05T12:33:18.071-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Editting Sentences</title><content type='html'>Chris's stomached hurt because he had eaten to much candy.&lt;br /&gt;Anna needed milk, so she had went walking to the store.&lt;br /&gt;Because Richard was so tired he bought an energy drink.&lt;br /&gt;Telsa woke up late, so then she had to catch up with the bus.&lt;br /&gt;I have to wake up early, so I can walk to school.&lt;br /&gt;I go to school in the morning, and eat breakfast because I'm hungry.&lt;br /&gt;School started, so I needed to start on my work.&lt;br /&gt;I have to do the work, because the Teacher assigns it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/66953021669813580-5521801260177781586?l=silviablog08.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silviablog08.blogspot.com/feeds/5521801260177781586/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=66953021669813580&amp;postID=5521801260177781586' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/66953021669813580/posts/default/5521801260177781586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/66953021669813580/posts/default/5521801260177781586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silviablog08.blogspot.com/2008/12/chriss-stomached-hurt-because-he-had.html' title='Editting Sentences'/><author><name>smmichell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13549045479397478771</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-66953021669813580.post-3472088372073735520</id><published>2008-12-02T12:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-02T13:03:29.616-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sentence Combining</title><content type='html'>Janet was the directer of the band and she also played the drums.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anthony and Jake are both fine writers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She had  just finished the book &lt;em&gt;War and Peace  &lt;/em&gt;Maria is a fast reader.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She is a whiz at math, and she has a calculator in her hand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                  &lt;strong&gt;CREATIVE PARAGRAPH&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  I have four teenagers around the ages seventeen trough twenty. My oldest daughter Janet is a directer of a choir band. Her favorite instrument to play is the drums. My second oldest are my twins Anthony and Jake. They both are extremely fine writers, and they have recently just published thier own books . My youngest daughter Maria is a book freak. She had read the book &lt;em&gt;War and Peace&lt;/em&gt; about ten times in the Summer. She is a very fast pace reader and is also very good in Mathmatics its her speacialty.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/66953021669813580-3472088372073735520?l=silviablog08.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silviablog08.blogspot.com/feeds/3472088372073735520/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=66953021669813580&amp;postID=3472088372073735520' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/66953021669813580/posts/default/3472088372073735520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/66953021669813580/posts/default/3472088372073735520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silviablog08.blogspot.com/2008/12/sentence-combining.html' title='Sentence Combining'/><author><name>smmichell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13549045479397478771</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-66953021669813580.post-3853618764204603727</id><published>2008-12-01T12:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-01T12:45:04.984-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Holiday Weekend</title><content type='html'>On Thanksgiving we all helped prepare the food. My family is big so we had two turkeys and ham. We all got together later on in the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;evening&lt;/span&gt; and we had supper. I think the dogs were happy they also had got their own plate for Thanksgiving. The night before my dad rented movies, so we all watched the movie &lt;em&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Fred&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Claus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/66953021669813580-3853618764204603727?l=silviablog08.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silviablog08.blogspot.com/feeds/3853618764204603727/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=66953021669813580&amp;postID=3853618764204603727' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/66953021669813580/posts/default/3853618764204603727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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for...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;God giving me my baby &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;that's&lt;/span&gt; soon to be here next year its a blessing .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;thankful&lt;/span&gt; for...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;My family they mean the world to me, we made it trough the bad and good times .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;thankful&lt;/span&gt; for...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;My Aunt who let us move in so we wasn't on the streets .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;thankful&lt;/span&gt; for...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;The food that we do have in the house to keep us alive .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;thankful&lt;/span&gt; for...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Our family getting closer than ever .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;thankful&lt;/span&gt; for...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Everyone who stood by my side even though I was going down the wrong path .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;thankful&lt;/span&gt; for...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Realizing the life I was living &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;wasn't&lt;/span&gt; the life I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;didn't&lt;/span&gt; want and I got my life back together .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/66953021669813580-2152912409199190311?l=silviablog08.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silviablog08.blogspot.com/feeds/2152912409199190311/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=66953021669813580&amp;postID=2152912409199190311' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/66953021669813580/posts/default/2152912409199190311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/66953021669813580/posts/default/2152912409199190311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silviablog08.blogspot.com/2008/11/thankfull-list.html' title='Thankfull List'/><author><name>smmichell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13549045479397478771</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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-66953021669813580.post-192001791242990368</id><published>2008-11-20T12:34:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-20T12:45:30.906-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Writing Practice</title><content type='html'>The little boy was watching Cartoon Network.&lt;br /&gt;There was a group of kids, who dared one of the boys to eat a worm.&lt;br /&gt;They had given the old woman a number for handicap, so she had called the number.&lt;br /&gt;The skydiver was helping her friend as they we're about to jump off the plane.&lt;br /&gt;A few group of kids thought it would be funny to pull the fire alarm.&lt;br /&gt;The angry child had a tantrum and broke the plate.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/66953021669813580-192001791242990368?l=silviablog08.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silviablog08.blogspot.com/feeds/192001791242990368/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=66953021669813580&amp;postID=192001791242990368' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/66953021669813580/posts/default/192001791242990368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/66953021669813580/posts/default/192001791242990368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silviablog08.blogspot.com/2008/11/writing-practice_20.html' title='Writing 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href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=66953021669813580&amp;postID=4576220216692815848' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/66953021669813580/posts/default/4576220216692815848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/66953021669813580/posts/default/4576220216692815848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silviablog08.blogspot.com/2008/11/writing-practice.html' title='Writing Practice'/><author><name>smmichell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13549045479397478771</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-66953021669813580.post-6734093593874174068</id><published>2008-11-18T12:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-05T12:43:30.744-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Correcting Sentences</title><content type='html'>The was lettuce all over the table.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alot of people got injured because the tornado was completely unexpected.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are giving out tickets for whoever gets here on time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can I go with you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should've payed more attention to that test on the radio.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't have any money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had a big tornando hit ,while I was making dinner .I seen far ahead the tornando was comming near .I sent the kids in the underground shelter .I had forgotten the kittens so I ran back into the house .Jay my youngest son asked,"Can I go with you?" .As I ran in the house the winds we're so high .The lettuce was all over the table .I got all the kittens and ran back out into the shelter .Alot of things are running trough my mind .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/66953021669813580-6734093593874174068?l=silviablog08.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silviablog08.blogspot.com/feeds/6734093593874174068/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=66953021669813580&amp;postID=6734093593874174068' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/66953021669813580/posts/default/6734093593874174068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/66953021669813580/posts/default/6734093593874174068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silviablog08.blogspot.com/2008/11/correcting-sentences.html' title='Correcting Sentences'/><author><name>smmichell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13549045479397478771</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-66953021669813580.post-401137684716091552</id><published>2008-11-17T12:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-17T13:10:19.919-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Practice Formatting</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt;The quick brown fox jumped over the lazy dog.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;The quick fox brown jumped over the laz dog. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;The quick brown fox jumped over the lazy dog. The quick brown fox jumped over the lazy dog.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/66953021669813580-401137684716091552?l=silviablog08.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silviablog08.blogspot.com/feeds/401137684716091552/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=66953021669813580&amp;postID=401137684716091552' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/66953021669813580/posts/default/401137684716091552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/66953021669813580/posts/default/401137684716091552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silviablog08.blogspot.com/2008/11/practice-formatting.html' title='Practice Formatting'/><author><name>smmichell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13549045479397478771</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-66953021669813580.post-6694451714219432626</id><published>2008-11-14T12:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T13:40:52.343-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Paranoia</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;P&lt;/strong&gt;rofounder of the depths of a humans mind.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A&lt;/strong&gt;ggravated by whats tends to bother him/her.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;R&lt;/strong&gt;ecovering is a tendency depending on the person to face reality.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A&lt;/strong&gt;bnormal is paranoia it can take over your life if you don't seek help.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;N&lt;/strong&gt;egative thoughts constantly run through your mind.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;O&lt;/strong&gt;verall sometimes paranoia takes place on a true fact in your life and you try to &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;puzzle things on your own to make sense for yourself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I&lt;/strong&gt;t would be best to talk to someone about your issues so you don't pile them up in your mind.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A&lt;/strong&gt;ble to go crazy if you let it take over your life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/66953021669813580-6694451714219432626?l=silviablog08.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silviablog08.blogspot.com/feeds/6694451714219432626/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=66953021669813580&amp;postID=6694451714219432626' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/66953021669813580/posts/default/6694451714219432626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/66953021669813580/posts/default/6694451714219432626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silviablog08.blogspot.com/2008/11/p-rofounder-of-depths-of-humans-mind.html' title='Paranoia'/><author><name>smmichell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13549045479397478771</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-66953021669813580.post-9169811350932544502</id><published>2008-11-12T13:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T13:13:46.964-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My School's Project on Bloggin</title><content type='html'>I heard of blogging but never really knew what it was about. Now that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;enrolled&lt;/span&gt; into a G.E.D Reading class, they have us blogging. I guess blogging is about putting your thoughts and how you feel about things in your life or life period. I think blogging maybe be good for a persons mind. Blogging would be good for people who &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; always agree on the same subject. In this case theirs really no need to argue you make your own point of view and no one can tell you your wrong.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/66953021669813580-9169811350932544502?l=silviablog08.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silviablog08.blogspot.com/feeds/9169811350932544502/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=66953021669813580&amp;postID=9169811350932544502' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/66953021669813580/posts/default/9169811350932544502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/66953021669813580/posts/default/9169811350932544502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silviablog08.blogspot.com/2008/11/my-schools-project-on-bloggin.html' title='My School&apos;s Project on Bloggin'/><author><name>smmichell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13549045479397478771</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>
