<?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-8105368</id><updated>2011-04-21T20:48:34.306-04:00</updated><title type='text'>William's English Blog</title><subtitle type='html'>This blog is a creative writing assignment for sixth grade English class. During the school year I will be given ten minutes at the beginning of class to write and post what ever I want. I think I may write most often about playing outside, but sometimes I may just write about the fact that I don't know what to write about.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://bethswritingassignment.blogspot.com/"&gt;Beth's English Blog&lt;/a&gt;</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://williamsenglishassignment.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8105368/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://williamsenglishassignment.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>William</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04731511760860502313</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>68</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8105368.post-111446740716391233</id><published>2005-04-25T18:16:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-04-25T18:16:47.163-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Chapter 4 Day 4</title><content type='html'>Sammy woke up to the usual rush of the day. Breakfast was eaten with a liveliness. everybody looked like each had a secret. They left in a hurry. Sammy was surprised when mother came back for lunch! Father had stayed away. Mother said that father had gone to work instead of help with the rebuilding of the school. "Multiple busses came carrieng hundreds of workers. The mayor of the next town over sent them because he had heard the news bulliten on the radio that we heard." The foundation was still there so all they had to do to rebuild the school was erect some walls and a roof, and they had just finished. They would get fancy later. Mother made lunch and started baking for supper. She made green rice caseroll to which Sammy said happily, "My favoite!"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8105368-111446740716391233?l=williamsenglishassignment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://williamsenglishassignment.blogspot.com/feeds/111446740716391233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8105368&amp;postID=111446740716391233' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8105368/posts/default/111446740716391233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8105368/posts/default/111446740716391233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://williamsenglishassignment.blogspot.com/2005/04/chapter-4-day-4.html' title='Chapter 4 Day 4'/><author><name>William</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04731511760860502313</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>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8105368.post-111333459870684523</id><published>2005-04-12T15:36:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-04-12T15:36:38.706-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Chapter 3 Day 3</title><content type='html'>Sammy was packing in his room late at night. He crept down the stairs and heard some strange noises and went to the window. There he saw a burglar coming up the driveway. He alerted his parents and then called the police. They came and before you knew it, it was over. So Sammy decided to stay. They all went back to sleep and when the sun arose they all got up and listened to the radio. &lt;br /&gt;"And now for our morning news." it said "A little boy named Sammy Anter stopped a buglery. He had crept downstairs and saw a strange man out the window. Sure enough in a few minutes the guy came in through a window. But Sammy kept a clear head. He woke up his parents and called the police." The reporter claimed. "It is surprising how many bad things have happed in this town. With the school being burned down and all. That reminds me. Two interesting things have happened concerning the school. First of all 1/6 of the workers seem to have disappeared. They suddenly have stopped coming to work. Officials are investigating. The other is that a suprising number of kids in the city are greatly disapointed that the school burned down. Maybe fewer kids hate school than we thought."&lt;br /&gt; Father reached over and clicked the radio off. When the sun had set Sammy's parents talked to him. Their last words were "See God does answer prayers. Even bad things can be good."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8105368-111333459870684523?l=williamsenglishassignment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://williamsenglishassignment.blogspot.com/feeds/111333459870684523/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8105368&amp;postID=111333459870684523' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8105368/posts/default/111333459870684523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8105368/posts/default/111333459870684523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://williamsenglishassignment.blogspot.com/2005/04/chapter-3-day-3.html' title='Chapter 3 Day 3'/><author><name>William</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04731511760860502313</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-8105368.post-111333393739143413</id><published>2005-04-11T15:24:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-04-12T15:34:46.446-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Chapter 2     Day 2</title><content type='html'>Sammy woke up and looked at his clock. It was 3:00 in the morning and he heard voices. He crept down the hall to listen. "How am I going to face my boss?" mumbled a voice he recognized as father's.&lt;br /&gt;"Tell me again what happened," said another voice he pasted to mother.   &lt;br /&gt;"It isn't pretty. While I was working my boss came over to me and said If I find you here again tomorrow you will be fired! He then went on to another worker that worked for him and said the same things to them. I heard that in the end he got 1/6 of the workers into this position. Mary, if I lose my job then we won't be able to by groceries," replied father.&lt;br /&gt;"You are always thinking about food, but that is a danger," mother thought out loud&lt;br /&gt;Sammy crept back to bed.&lt;br /&gt;The next morning after breakfast he consulted his father. "I heard what you said last night to mother. I am asking you if I could leave so that the others can have food."&lt;br /&gt;"No."&lt;br /&gt;"But why?"&lt;br /&gt;"I said no," father's face turned stern, "Just pray. God will help us in some way."&lt;br /&gt;The rest of the day went the same as yesterday.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8105368-111333393739143413?l=williamsenglishassignment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://williamsenglishassignment.blogspot.com/feeds/111333393739143413/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8105368&amp;postID=111333393739143413' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8105368/posts/default/111333393739143413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8105368/posts/default/111333393739143413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://williamsenglishassignment.blogspot.com/2005/04/chapter-2-day-2.html' title='Chapter 2     Day 2'/><author><name>William</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04731511760860502313</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-8105368.post-111299435254602240</id><published>2005-04-08T17:04:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-04-08T17:05:52.550-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Chapter 1     Day 1</title><content type='html'>"Mmmmm....." Thought Sammy. This has been a wonderful day. "I never thought that I would get a scooter of my very own."&lt;br /&gt;Sammy ran his fingers through his strait brown hair that needed to be cut. He had bright blue eyes that almost shown, and had a birth mark on his cheek. He went to a school that started about one o'clock. He loved school and looked forward to it every day. He couldn't sleep but was lying there in bed thinking over the events of the day. His mother had said that when he was twelve he could have a scooter and here he was finally. His birthday was yesterday. He had received a nice shiny scooter.&lt;br /&gt;George stood up, turned around and went to sleep. George was the family cat. He was a brown tabby. Sammy smiled and went back to thinking. His mother had let him ride his new scooter just before he came in for supper. IT WAS FAST! It was probably the fastest scooter in town!&lt;br /&gt;Next thing he knew, it was morning. Light was flooding through the windows. And it was warm. He could feel his body soaking up the warmth. All of the sudden he heard a voice calling "Breakfast is ready. Come and get it."&lt;br /&gt;Just then he noticed that the cat was gone. Then he looked at his alarm clock. It was 7:00! "What is happening?" he asked himself.&lt;br /&gt;He hurried downstairs into the kitchen. The cat was lapping a saucer of milk, and the family had already started eating! Father had a sad expression on his face. He was always thoughtful but today he was more so than usual. He sat down and started listening to his parents conversation. Mother was very caring. Luckily both of his parents were disapproving in areas like smoking, drinking, and drugs. Katie, Sammy's younger sister, was gulping down her food. She was a little bit small for her age, thoughtful, and she always tried to think things out before asking. Tiny Tim on the other hand had hardly eaten anything, which was unusual. He had a near-tears expression on his face. He was always insistent, playful, and he always wanted his way. That trait had not diminished this morning.&lt;br /&gt;"Why couldn't the school house burn some other morning?" asked Tim.&lt;br /&gt;Sammy gave a little gasp. "Now, now it is O.K," said Mother. "We are going to help rebuild it. Remember it didn't burn this morning it burned last night. And, Sammy could you baby-sit your brother and sister?"&lt;br /&gt;"Sure," replied Sammy.&lt;br /&gt;"We will be gone all day."&lt;br /&gt;Sammy's heart dipped a little.&lt;br /&gt;Then his parents stood up and mother did the dishes. Father went out to start the car. Sammy caught his father out side coming out of the car and walking up the driveway to help mother get the dishes done sooner so that they could go.&lt;br /&gt;"How bad was the damage?" Sammy asked.&lt;br /&gt;"Not to bad. We should be done in about seven days," replied father. Father left a sad Sammy standing alone on the sidewalk. A few minuites later his parents came out.&lt;br /&gt;"Remember to do the chores," called mother from the car.&lt;br /&gt;Waving his hand, he turned and went into the house. The children were restless but the day went smoothly. He made peanut butter and jelly sandwiches for lunch and supper when his parents came home. At the end of the day all were exhausted except for Katie. Tiny Tim tried to prove to his sister that he could circle the yard 2000 times in one day. Sammy ended up spending most of his day in the yard either eating or reading from his text book. Katie just sat and watched... and kept count. At last it was time for bed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8105368-111299435254602240?l=williamsenglishassignment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://williamsenglishassignment.blogspot.com/feeds/111299435254602240/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8105368&amp;postID=111299435254602240' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8105368/posts/default/111299435254602240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8105368/posts/default/111299435254602240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://williamsenglishassignment.blogspot.com/2005/04/chapter-1-day-1.html' title='Chapter 1     Day 1'/><author><name>William</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04731511760860502313</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-8105368.post-111220272464756457</id><published>2005-03-30T11:55:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-03-30T12:12:04.650-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Charlie's wonderful outing</title><content type='html'>Mommy got Charlie out and instead of putting her on her play perch she put her on her lap and started reading to her. Charlie soon however lost intrest in being read to. so we got out a bunch of toys and she very happily played with them. One of her faveoite games this time was to pick up a toy and drop it. Then we would pick it up and give it to her. We would do this over and over again. Mommy tried to scrich her but she didn't seem interested inher doing so. We had a lot of fun and I think that she did to.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8105368-111220272464756457?l=williamsenglishassignment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://williamsenglishassignment.blogspot.com/feeds/111220272464756457/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8105368&amp;postID=111220272464756457' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8105368/posts/default/111220272464756457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8105368/posts/default/111220272464756457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://williamsenglishassignment.blogspot.com/2005/03/charlies-wonderful-outing.html' title='Charlie&apos;s wonderful outing'/><author><name>William</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04731511760860502313</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-8105368.post-111152397865563979</id><published>2005-03-22T15:21:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-03-22T15:39:38.656-05:00</updated><title type='text'>random again</title><content type='html'>There is only one High lighter in beths cup. I can't wait untill&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;   &lt;li&gt;I go outside.&lt;/li&gt;   &lt;li&gt;I can play on the computer&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;summer&lt;/li&gt;        &lt;/ol&gt;I hope that I will be Able to fulfil the last one very soon. The fis are acting lazy. &lt;a href="http://parajournal.blogspot.com/"&gt;Charlie&lt;/a&gt; is making a quiet comforting niose. I wonder how long my book reading chain will get. when we finish a book we make anouther link of it and right the name of the book, the auther and somtimes the date.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8105368-111152397865563979?l=williamsenglishassignment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://williamsenglishassignment.blogspot.com/feeds/111152397865563979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8105368&amp;postID=111152397865563979' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8105368/posts/default/111152397865563979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8105368/posts/default/111152397865563979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://williamsenglishassignment.blogspot.com/2005/03/random-again.html' title='random again'/><author><name>William</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04731511760860502313</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-8105368.post-111143227345723948</id><published>2005-03-21T13:37:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-03-21T14:11:13.456-05:00</updated><title type='text'>SimCity 3000 Unlimited</title><content type='html'>Another game Beth and I like is SimCity 3000 Unlimited. For a while we have liked the rest of the series and we loved this one but then we lost the CD. We found it again but then we got a few more games which led to the second downfall of the game. My sister then forgot that we had found it. So when I suggested playing it. She got very excited. Yesterday we played it a lot after I mentioned it. Now you may be saying "But 4000 has been out for a while now and it has a lot more cool features." I know. But right now I'm glad with what I have.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8105368-111143227345723948?l=williamsenglishassignment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://williamsenglishassignment.blogspot.com/feeds/111143227345723948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8105368&amp;postID=111143227345723948' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8105368/posts/default/111143227345723948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8105368/posts/default/111143227345723948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://williamsenglishassignment.blogspot.com/2005/03/simcity-3000-unlimited.html' title='SimCity 3000 Unlimited'/><author><name>William</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04731511760860502313</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-8105368.post-111023266160680852</id><published>2005-03-07T16:41:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-03-07T16:57:41.606-05:00</updated><title type='text'>If I were a cat:</title><content type='html'>If I were a cat I wouldn't swing a bat.&lt;br /&gt;If I were a mouse I wouldn't have a house.&lt;br /&gt;If I were a bird I wouldn't say a word.&lt;br /&gt;If I were a snake I wouldn't use a rake.&lt;br /&gt;If I were a hound I wouldn't like the pound.&lt;br /&gt;If I were a mole I wouldn't dig for coal.&lt;br /&gt;If I were a cow I wouldn't take a bow.&lt;br /&gt;So I'd rather just be me just me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8105368-111023266160680852?l=williamsenglishassignment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://williamsenglishassignment.blogspot.com/feeds/111023266160680852/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8105368&amp;postID=111023266160680852' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8105368/posts/default/111023266160680852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8105368/posts/default/111023266160680852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://williamsenglishassignment.blogspot.com/2005/03/if-i-were-cat.html' title='If I were a cat:'/><author><name>William</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04731511760860502313</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-8105368.post-110978508155380338</id><published>2005-03-02T12:37:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-03-03T16:23:38.940-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Finished the Mysterious Island</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;note: I had a much more detailed version of this post but I lost it and it was Probably better for if you read it then it will be more exciting because you will be reading details not mentioned in this post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; Jup has become a fateful servant and they have made themselves quite comfortable and they have high hopes for good futures. They made a bigger boat and sailed to Tabor Island where they found a wild man which they tamed. They got attacked by pirates (they were safe). and they found out who had been helping them (there was someone helping them in many ways. For example they had found Cyrus in an inland cave and he could not have walked there. There was a torpedo launched underwater and it destroyed the pirate ship and many other things.) and they are very thankful. You'll never guess who it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8105368-110978508155380338?l=williamsenglishassignment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://williamsenglishassignment.blogspot.com/feeds/110978508155380338/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8105368&amp;postID=110978508155380338' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8105368/posts/default/110978508155380338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8105368/posts/default/110978508155380338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://williamsenglishassignment.blogspot.com/2005/03/finished-mysterious-island.html' title='Finished the Mysterious Island'/><author><name>William</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04731511760860502313</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-8105368.post-110874828861783771</id><published>2005-02-18T12:12:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-02-18T14:46:14.186-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Reading The Mysterious Island, (lost count)</title><content type='html'>(see last couple posts on this subject)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sure enough they found a large hole in the tunnel. They have made a house there and called Granite House. They made windows and even a door in the thinnest part. The house happens to be a cliff right next to the sea. They made a rope ladder up the face of the cliff and blocked up the old entrance. They made some more bricks and divided the area into rooms. There was a well like hole at the end of the cavity and they could see that the water would never come back up. They put a lid over the hole and made that corner a storage room. I thick that it would be very easy to sweep for you just take the broom or brush and gather all the dust, lift the lid and dump it into the hole. They managed to catch a pig and its babies so they had pig for supper. Pencroft the sailor took a big bite and lost a tooth. Spilett asked what the matter was and the sailor said "I have lost a tooth"&lt;br /&gt;"What! Are there pebbles in your slice?"&lt;br /&gt;Pencroft brought out a lead bullet. It was then assumed (contrary to other observations) that the island was inhabited. They found a turtle and turned it upside down and went away going to get it latter. But when they returned it was gone! They then decided that A search of the island was needed. They made a bark boat and set out for the other side of the island. They found a lot of useful resources with witch they were very grateful. They found a chest witch contained loads of useful items. They found the balloon that had taken them to this island and they thought of it as a gift from heaven as the fabrics could be put to good use and the net could also be very useful. But it was to heavy to take with them so they hid it and continued on. But when the got back to Granite House it was midnight and in the darkness the searched for the rope ladder but found none. So they all called out and herd a chuckle in reply but other than that nothing was heard. So they went back to the chimneys and stayed there for the night. The next morning they found that the door was open. They tried to bring the ladder down by shooting and arrow with a rope attached to it. But as they began to pull the ladder down they saw an arm reach out of the door to pull the ladder back up which it succeeded in doing though not with out a shot aimed at it. The shot missed. So they decided that they should go in though the opening and just then loads of monkeys jumped out. a few seconds after which the rope ladder rolled down. They then climbed up and found an orangutan whom they named Jup and they trained Jup to be a servant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I still haven't caught up but mother is complaining that I am taking to long so I will continue on Monday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8105368-110874828861783771?l=williamsenglishassignment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://williamsenglishassignment.blogspot.com/feeds/110874828861783771/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8105368&amp;postID=110874828861783771' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8105368/posts/default/110874828861783771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8105368/posts/default/110874828861783771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://williamsenglishassignment.blogspot.com/2005/02/reading-mysterious-island-lost-count.html' title='Reading The Mysterious Island, (lost count)'/><author><name>William</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04731511760860502313</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-8105368.post-110858867715457988</id><published>2005-02-16T16:17:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-03-22T15:17:19.093-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Haiku</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bethswritingassignment.blogspot.com/2005/02/haiku.html"&gt;Beth&lt;/a&gt; and I had to write a Haiku for school. This was my Haiku:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beautiful spring buds&lt;br /&gt;They hold me fascinated&lt;br /&gt;Many colored blooms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://vicki.ashtonfam.org/pix/willblogpics/tulips.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://vicki.ashtonfam.org/pix/willblogpics/tulips.jpg" width="395" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8105368-110858867715457988?l=williamsenglishassignment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://williamsenglishassignment.blogspot.com/feeds/110858867715457988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8105368&amp;postID=110858867715457988' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8105368/posts/default/110858867715457988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8105368/posts/default/110858867715457988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://williamsenglishassignment.blogspot.com/2005/02/haiku.html' title='Haiku'/><author><name>William</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04731511760860502313</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-8105368.post-110849099790115076</id><published>2005-02-15T12:37:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-02-15T13:09:57.906-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Warmth: Good or Bad</title><content type='html'>I have mixed feelings about the warmth that is slowly but surely arriving.&lt;br /&gt;Reasons I like it:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;   &lt;li&gt;I ride (Horses) better when it is warmer.&lt;/li&gt;   &lt;li&gt;I can go out to the car without a coat. (I am especially thankful on Sabbaths when I where my short-sleeved Pathfineder shirt)&lt;/li&gt;   &lt;li&gt;We can have the windows open.&lt;/li&gt;   &lt;li&gt;There are games I like to play when its warm.&lt;/li&gt;   &lt;li&gt;There are many things I like to do outside that I can't do when there is snow on the ground.&lt;/li&gt;   &lt;li&gt;There are many things I can't do when it is cold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt; &lt;/ol&gt; But there Are also thing I don't like about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;   &lt;li&gt;I like playing in the snow.&lt;/li&gt;   &lt;li&gt;The snow hasn't been here long.&lt;/li&gt;   &lt;li&gt;I like how beautiful it is.&lt;/li&gt;   &lt;li&gt;We have some more types of birds in our backyard in the winter.&lt;/li&gt;   &lt;li&gt;The cats are a little less eager to go outside.&lt;/li&gt;   &lt;li&gt;The poops and mud are frozen at the barn and it is much easier to clean the stalls and clean there hooves.&lt;/li&gt; &lt;/ol&gt; These are some of the reasons that I have mixed feelings about the warmer weather.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8105368-110849099790115076?l=williamsenglishassignment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://williamsenglishassignment.blogspot.com/feeds/110849099790115076/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8105368&amp;postID=110849099790115076' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8105368/posts/default/110849099790115076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8105368/posts/default/110849099790115076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://williamsenglishassignment.blogspot.com/2005/02/warmth-good-or-bad.html' title='Warmth: Good or Bad'/><author><name>William</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04731511760860502313</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-8105368.post-110684689850741628</id><published>2005-01-27T13:04:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-01-27T12:31:17.356-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Creatures2</title><content type='html'>Beth and I have been playing Creatures2 recently. It is a really fun game where you have these creatures named Norns that you take care of. There are also Ettins and Grendals. You have to feed, breed, love, and play with your creatures. There are bad critters and good critters, bad plants and good plants that you have to sort out. Your creatures can get sick. The Grendels carry a protective coating that can make other creatures sick. You have to teach them how to speak in a way that you can understand. You have to punish them when they disobey and reward them when they obey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8105368-110684689850741628?l=williamsenglishassignment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://williamsenglishassignment.blogspot.com/feeds/110684689850741628/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8105368&amp;postID=110684689850741628' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8105368/posts/default/110684689850741628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8105368/posts/default/110684689850741628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://williamsenglishassignment.blogspot.com/2005/01/creatures2.html' title='Creatures2'/><author><name>William</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04731511760860502313</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-8105368.post-110614945635650389</id><published>2005-01-19T10:41:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-01-19T10:44:16.356-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Snow!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>I can't believe it is snowing!!!!! I am soooo HAPPY!!!!! Snow is a wonderful thing right now. I am just bouncing for joy!!!!!!! I just wish that I could put a picture up but I can't use Mommy's camera without permission and mommy is out shopping. So many things are happening today. There is a game I want to play on the computer and I want to play in the snow and we just learned that a friend will come over Friday and we have a baby sitting job if or neighbor doesn't call it of first. The snow is coming down hard. :) (: well I think that I should do other classes. Später!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8105368-110614945635650389?l=williamsenglishassignment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://williamsenglishassignment.blogspot.com/feeds/110614945635650389/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8105368&amp;postID=110614945635650389' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8105368/posts/default/110614945635650389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8105368/posts/default/110614945635650389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://williamsenglishassignment.blogspot.com/2005/01/snow.html' title='Snow!!!!!!'/><author><name>William</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04731511760860502313</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-8105368.post-110597780935413063</id><published>2005-01-17T10:36:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-01-17T11:03:29.353-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Riker</title><content type='html'>I like Riker and obviously (as you will see in a moment) she likes me. I have felt her lie in bed with me and watch the door, intently guarding me from danger (the other cats). I like it when she lies in bed with me. It keeps me warm. However there is a downside to this. I cannot stretch. She has assumed the role of class kitty. And will have since experiments (not really but she watches like it is the most amazing thing in the world), sprawl all over our workbooks and even play with the pencil we are using.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8105368-110597780935413063?l=williamsenglishassignment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://williamsenglishassignment.blogspot.com/feeds/110597780935413063/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8105368&amp;postID=110597780935413063' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8105368/posts/default/110597780935413063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8105368/posts/default/110597780935413063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://williamsenglishassignment.blogspot.com/2005/01/riker.html' title='Riker'/><author><name>William</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04731511760860502313</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-8105368.post-110563716815305966</id><published>2005-01-13T13:03:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-01-13T12:26:08.153-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Dolphins</title><content type='html'>Dolphins are my favorite animal. I thought that I could state some different reasons for those feelings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;   &lt;li&gt;They are intelligent loving creatures.&lt;/li&gt;   &lt;li&gt;It has long been my dream to swim (which I love to do) with these intelligent creatures.&lt;/li&gt;   &lt;li&gt;They like to interact with humans.&lt;/li&gt;   &lt;li&gt;They are usually protective of humans.&lt;/li&gt;   &lt;li&gt;They are mammals.&lt;/li&gt;   &lt;li&gt;They are gentle with children.&lt;/li&gt;   &lt;li&gt;Lastly, in my opinion they can smile&lt;/li&gt; &lt;/ol&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8105368-110563716815305966?l=williamsenglishassignment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://williamsenglishassignment.blogspot.com/feeds/110563716815305966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8105368&amp;postID=110563716815305966' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8105368/posts/default/110563716815305966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8105368/posts/default/110563716815305966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://williamsenglishassignment.blogspot.com/2005/01/dolphins.html' title='Dolphins'/><author><name>William</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04731511760860502313</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-8105368.post-110555722522214950</id><published>2005-01-12T13:30:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-01-12T14:13:45.223-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Zoo Tycoon</title><content type='html'>When I think back on Christmas day I think of the meals. I think of how wonderful they were. I just hope that they are that way for my animals. Oh pardon me. I got Zoo Tycoon for Christmas from my parents. Since then I have created a zoo (not a very large one I might admit) which has earned me five awards. I have six different types of animals. In total about thirty-two creatures live in my park. I am also adding a mountain Gorilla. My star rating is three and a half stars. The animals I have in the park right now are: Okapi, Thomson's Gazelle, Zebra, Dromedary Camel, Red Kangaroos, and Gemsbok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8105368-110555722522214950?l=williamsenglishassignment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://williamsenglishassignment.blogspot.com/feeds/110555722522214950/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8105368&amp;postID=110555722522214950' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8105368/posts/default/110555722522214950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8105368/posts/default/110555722522214950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://williamsenglishassignment.blogspot.com/2005/01/zoo-tycoon.html' title='Zoo Tycoon'/><author><name>William</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04731511760860502313</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-8105368.post-110548069440661195</id><published>2005-01-11T16:10:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-01-11T16:58:14.406-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Reading The Mysterious Island, Day 38</title><content type='html'>Man I really haven't posted much have I? I haven't been reading much either. I do think how ever that I will have more to tell you than last time. (see last post)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Cyrus Harding and his crew have become Brick makers, potters, smiths and they are now chemists. They have found that they are to far from any land to risk sailing away. They made an oven (and a few pots) and with that oven made tools and with those tools they made a ditch. Then they became chemists and they filled that hole with explosive acid and blew up part of the cliff. Now that meant that a lake is pouring out in to the sea the only outlet before this was a hole below ground so hopefully it will make a nice home if it is that kind of hole. They just blew the cave up so probably they will explore the area.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8105368-110548069440661195?l=williamsenglishassignment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://williamsenglishassignment.blogspot.com/feeds/110548069440661195/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8105368&amp;postID=110548069440661195' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8105368/posts/default/110548069440661195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8105368/posts/default/110548069440661195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://williamsenglishassignment.blogspot.com/2005/01/reading-mysterious-island-day-38.html' title='Reading The Mysterious Island, Day 38'/><author><name>William</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04731511760860502313</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-8105368.post-110305439521849600</id><published>2004-12-14T14:34:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-12-14T15:01:36.986-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Reading The Mysterious Island, Day 3</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;They are trying to figure out their latitude and longitude and it is being very confusing.. They are also on a walk trying to find the best place for their observation before noon. They are trying to colonize instead of thinking of it as being stranded. They are talking so much about figuring where they are on the map that I don't have much to tell you. Maybe there will be more tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8105368-110305439521849600?l=williamsenglishassignment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://williamsenglishassignment.blogspot.com/feeds/110305439521849600/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8105368&amp;postID=110305439521849600' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8105368/posts/default/110305439521849600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8105368/posts/default/110305439521849600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://williamsenglishassignment.blogspot.com/2004/12/reading-mysterious-island-day-3.html' title='Reading The Mysterious Island, Day 3'/><author><name>William</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04731511760860502313</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-8105368.post-110296561067767469</id><published>2004-12-13T14:02:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-12-13T14:20:10.676-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Reading The Mysterious Island, Day 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Captain Harding is alive and well now. They have named the island Lincoln Island. They are getting more skilled in areas like hunting. They have climbed a volcano and confirmed that it is an island. The captain said that he would make a couple bows and arrows. They made a raft to carry wood to the house. They also selected a better site for a house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8105368-110296561067767469?l=williamsenglishassignment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://williamsenglishassignment.blogspot.com/feeds/110296561067767469/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8105368&amp;postID=110296561067767469' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8105368/posts/default/110296561067767469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8105368/posts/default/110296561067767469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://williamsenglishassignment.blogspot.com/2004/12/reading-mysterious-island-day-2.html' title='Reading The Mysterious Island, Day 2'/><author><name>William</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04731511760860502313</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-8105368.post-110270373403375759</id><published>2004-12-10T11:28:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-12-10T13:35:34.033-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Reading The Mysterious Island, Day 1</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I am reading The Mysterious Island by Jules Verne.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It begins during the civil war when five men and one dog escape from a POW camp in Richmond Virginia. They land on a mysterious island in a hot air balloon. Uninhabited by man. Already they have lost their captain, Cyrus Harding, and a dog named Top. The captain's servant Neb is greatly disappointed. They had to use their last match to start a fire. So they are trying to keep the coals alive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8105368-110270373403375759?l=williamsenglishassignment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://williamsenglishassignment.blogspot.com/feeds/110270373403375759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8105368&amp;postID=110270373403375759' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8105368/posts/default/110270373403375759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8105368/posts/default/110270373403375759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://williamsenglishassignment.blogspot.com/2004/12/reading-mysterious-island-day-1.html' title='Reading The Mysterious Island, Day 1'/><author><name>William</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04731511760860502313</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-8105368.post-110253112005808797</id><published>2004-12-08T13:34:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-12-08T13:55:26.636-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My wishes</title><content type='html'>I want to ride my Scotter. I wish that there was snow on the ground. But the snow would not interfer with all the things that one can do in the summer. Like rideing my scootter. I hope that in heaven we will be able to scooter and biuld snow houses and play with the animals. I hope that I can play outside today. I am looking forward to the day when my Heavanly Father comes back. I hope that I will do well in Bible Bowl. I hope that beth will not stop our game we are playing. I hope that sammy will be in heavan. I hope that cody will be able to come out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8105368-110253112005808797?l=williamsenglishassignment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://williamsenglishassignment.blogspot.com/feeds/110253112005808797/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8105368&amp;postID=110253112005808797' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8105368/posts/default/110253112005808797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8105368/posts/default/110253112005808797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://williamsenglishassignment.blogspot.com/2004/12/my-wishes.html' title='My wishes'/><author><name>William</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04731511760860502313</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-8105368.post-110243767429921152</id><published>2004-12-07T10:54:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-12-07T11:41:14.300-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The day I wish I was having</title><content type='html'>I wish that I could spend a day were I went outside and it would be sunny and warm be there was snow on the ground that did not melt. and it was perfecet for anything;snow balls, snow forts, snowmen, sleding, skieing,and snow angels. It would also be neat to have a feild that had a layer of ice on it so that we can make windowes out of it. and when I got tiered of making houses I would have time to play millions of games. I wish that I would have bagel egg sandwiches with stripples for breackfast, Two inchaladas for lunch, and homemade pizza for supper. I would like to play video games while eating supper, and go to sleep about midnight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8105368-110243767429921152?l=williamsenglishassignment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://williamsenglishassignment.blogspot.com/feeds/110243767429921152/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8105368&amp;postID=110243767429921152' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8105368/posts/default/110243767429921152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8105368/posts/default/110243767429921152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://williamsenglishassignment.blogspot.com/2004/12/day-i-wish-i-was-having.html' title='The day I wish I was having'/><author><name>William</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04731511760860502313</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-8105368.post-110200563207986711</id><published>2004-12-02T11:20:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-12-02T11:40:32.080-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The timer strikes again</title><content type='html'>I want to play out side as always. I want to play a game. Especially Settlers of Catan. I wonder when I will be done with school. I want it to snow. I wish that mother and father didn't have to perform a lot in the upcoming weeks. I wish that there was no school. I wish that everyone could play and not have to work. Then mother could read her book as much as she wanted. The squirrels are still here. I hope that we will select a day and completely clean and organize my room. I would like to sea a real penguin. I hope that Cody and I will be able to play a game of some sort. Two minutes to go. I have quite a few more classes today. I would like to play all day. I am hungry. I hope that I can play a settlers tournament.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8105368-110200563207986711?l=williamsenglishassignment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://williamsenglishassignment.blogspot.com/feeds/110200563207986711/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8105368&amp;postID=110200563207986711' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8105368/posts/default/110200563207986711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8105368/posts/default/110200563207986711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://williamsenglishassignment.blogspot.com/2004/12/timer-strikes-again.html' title='The timer strikes again'/><author><name>William</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04731511760860502313</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-8105368.post-110193437630116281</id><published>2004-12-01T15:37:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-12-01T15:52:56.300-05:00</updated><title type='text'>10 more minutes</title><content type='html'>I want to play Settlers of Catan the card game or the board game. I wish that I didn't have to type as much because there are so many things that I want to do. I wish that there was no school for that matter. Well I guess that I will be done soon because I am typing fast. We either have to type a certain amount or type for a certain amount of time. They both count like if time ran out and I didn't have a certain amount then I have to type more. Two more minutes. I hope that it will snow soon. I hope that time will run out soon. I am typing more than usual in this amount of time. I must be typing faster. Time is out. spater&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8105368-110193437630116281?l=williamsenglishassignment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://williamsenglishassignment.blogspot.com/feeds/110193437630116281/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8105368&amp;postID=110193437630116281' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8105368/posts/default/110193437630116281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8105368/posts/default/110193437630116281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://williamsenglishassignment.blogspot.com/2004/12/10-more-minutes.html' title='10 more minutes'/><author><name>William</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04731511760860502313</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-8105368.post-110184910747864498</id><published>2004-11-30T14:40:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-11-30T16:11:47.476-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Zoo (continued)</title><content type='html'>Continuing the talk about the Naked mole rats, They eat tobers and things like that inclouding a hicama like root. I don't know wat else to say about the zoo. I'm shour grandma would say other whies. The garden is growing well in a wintery sort of way. I hope sammy will come. I want to play catch phrase with cody. I want it to snow. I want to go outside.  I thinck I will show cody my pictur book. I am late. I told cody that I would be outside at 3:05 but it is past that. At pracktise I will study my Bible bowl supplise. Socks is watching televistion. I am almsot done. This sentice should complete it. Yay! spater.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8105368-110184910747864498?l=williamsenglishassignment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://williamsenglishassignment.blogspot.com/feeds/110184910747864498/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8105368&amp;postID=110184910747864498' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8105368/posts/default/110184910747864498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8105368/posts/default/110184910747864498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://williamsenglishassignment.blogspot.com/2004/11/zoo-continued.html' title='The Zoo (continued)'/><author><name>William</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04731511760860502313</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-8105368.post-110175606651160978</id><published>2004-11-29T13:52:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-12-07T10:51:59.470-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Zoo</title><content type='html'>Mother is going to sew along the 5 8ths seem allowance. What ever that means. I just got over being sick. We went to the zoo. There was a sleeping panda there which had its paw over its face like he was dreaming a bad dream. There was also a sea lion which we got to see fed. We got to see the three ways it could swim and how fast he could turn. He could even jump out of the water. There were seals right next to the sea lions. The seals swam so slowly in comparison. We got to see a naked mole rat and hear about its diet, were it lives,and what senses it has. There mane sense is there sense of touch. I will talk more about the zoo later. Spater.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8105368-110175606651160978?l=williamsenglishassignment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://williamsenglishassignment.blogspot.com/feeds/110175606651160978/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8105368&amp;postID=110175606651160978' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8105368/posts/default/110175606651160978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8105368/posts/default/110175606651160978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://williamsenglishassignment.blogspot.com/2004/11/zoo.html' title='The Zoo'/><author><name>William</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04731511760860502313</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-8105368.post-110114028180831678</id><published>2004-11-22T10:12:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-11-22T11:18:01.806-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Horses</title><content type='html'>Yesterday we rode a horse around a dresage ring. We learned how to make it go, halt, turn left, and turn right.Mmy throght is sore and I just want to go to bed with a glass of orangeanszaft. I hope that I feel better soon. I don't know what to write about. I need help with my assignment. I need to write fast. I think that is enough. spater.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8105368-110114028180831678?l=williamsenglishassignment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://williamsenglishassignment.blogspot.com/feeds/110114028180831678/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8105368&amp;postID=110114028180831678' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8105368/posts/default/110114028180831678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8105368/posts/default/110114028180831678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://williamsenglishassignment.blogspot.com/2004/11/horses.html' title='Horses'/><author><name>William</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04731511760860502313</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-8105368.post-110090137977410259</id><published>2004-11-19T16:35:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-11-19T16:56:19.773-05:00</updated><title type='text'>looking for the finish</title><content type='html'>I am looking forward to the weekend because there is no school. I hope that we will have a pathfinder meeting. Tomarrow will be busy. I hope that we will be able to sleep in. We didn't do P.E.  today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8105368-110090137977410259?l=williamsenglishassignment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://williamsenglishassignment.blogspot.com/feeds/110090137977410259/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8105368&amp;postID=110090137977410259' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8105368/posts/default/110090137977410259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8105368/posts/default/110090137977410259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://williamsenglishassignment.blogspot.com/2004/11/looking-for-finish.html' title='looking for the finish'/><author><name>William</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04731511760860502313</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-8105368.post-110079817051260638</id><published>2004-11-18T11:59:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-11-18T12:18:27.286-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Story</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Today in English class I had to write a summary of a small story from the outline. The story is about a boy named Jack and his pet monkey, Tip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Tip and Jack's Homework&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;By&lt;br /&gt;J. William Ashton&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Jack had homework so he put Tip outside. Tip was sad. He went around to what he thought was the right window. It was too high to look in so he took a big stick and banged on the window. Jack, thinking that it was someone at the door opened it. Tip ran in and Jack's plan failed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8105368-110079817051260638?l=williamsenglishassignment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://williamsenglishassignment.blogspot.com/feeds/110079817051260638/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8105368&amp;postID=110079817051260638' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8105368/posts/default/110079817051260638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8105368/posts/default/110079817051260638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://williamsenglishassignment.blogspot.com/2004/11/story.html' title='Story'/><author><name>William</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04731511760860502313</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-8105368.post-110071439672921547</id><published>2004-11-17T13:07:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-12-07T10:53:57.400-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Cooking</title><content type='html'>Beth is actually making lunch today while Mother cleans the fish bowls. I am looking forward to the Mac and cheese she is making. Sammy's tail is looking better. I can't wait to tell Cody that I finished the book I am borrowing in one night! Yesterday Beth played sports with us and she was doing excellently!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8105368-110071439672921547?l=williamsenglishassignment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://williamsenglishassignment.blogspot.com/feeds/110071439672921547/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8105368&amp;postID=110071439672921547' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8105368/posts/default/110071439672921547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8105368/posts/default/110071439672921547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://williamsenglishassignment.blogspot.com/2004/11/cooking.html' title='Cooking'/><author><name>William</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04731511760860502313</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-8105368.post-110063796712271360</id><published>2004-11-16T15:27:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-11-16T15:46:07.123-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Grace</title><content type='html'>Grace is cute, furry and soft. She puffs up her fur when she is happy and she is happy right now. She is helping mommy make a special griddler for thanksgiving. Grace was being naughty earlier. She was hissing at her sister. She looks sleepy and she is probably thinking of mother and father's room.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8105368-110063796712271360?l=williamsenglishassignment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://williamsenglishassignment.blogspot.com/feeds/110063796712271360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8105368&amp;postID=110063796712271360' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8105368/posts/default/110063796712271360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8105368/posts/default/110063796712271360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://williamsenglishassignment.blogspot.com/2004/11/grace.html' title='Grace'/><author><name>William</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04731511760860502313</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-8105368.post-110054741229138880</id><published>2004-11-15T13:50:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-12-07T10:54:21.663-05:00</updated><title type='text'>another day</title><content type='html'>I hope Cody is home because I would like to borrow another book from him. I like our pets. Tashi is looking at me. I like games. I can't decide what to play on game night. There are lots of things that I want to play, including: Monopoly, Cities and Knights of Catan, and a host of other games. I feel like instead of that it should be game day were we play game all day. Recently we haven't played monopoly so I am looking forward to a game of it, if that is what I choose.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8105368-110054741229138880?l=williamsenglishassignment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://williamsenglishassignment.blogspot.com/feeds/110054741229138880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8105368&amp;postID=110054741229138880' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8105368/posts/default/110054741229138880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8105368/posts/default/110054741229138880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://williamsenglishassignment.blogspot.com/2004/11/another-day.html' title='another day'/><author><name>William</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04731511760860502313</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-8105368.post-110029287328049277</id><published>2004-11-12T14:43:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-11-12T15:54:33.280-05:00</updated><title type='text'>On to the next day</title><content type='html'>Boy it is dreary out there. I really just want to curl up in bed and read or play gameboy. The trees have lost there leafs. Grace is all over me today. I colored my border sheet today. I wish I had my own laptop. It is getting cold. This is the last class today. I wonder what that button is on the side of the computer. We are going to study for Bible bowl. I hope that the rain will stop tonight. I want to play monopoly or rage. We forgot to make our quilt block this week. Well I think that is enough. Später.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8105368-110029287328049277?l=williamsenglishassignment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://williamsenglishassignment.blogspot.com/feeds/110029287328049277/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8105368&amp;postID=110029287328049277' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8105368/posts/default/110029287328049277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8105368/posts/default/110029287328049277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://williamsenglishassignment.blogspot.com/2004/11/on-to-next-day.html' title='On to the next day'/><author><name>William</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04731511760860502313</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-8105368.post-110019702543517431</id><published>2004-11-11T11:58:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-11-11T13:23:04.680-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Beautiful day</title><content type='html'>Ok it is a beautiful day out side and I really want to get out there. I want to have some pink lemonade. I am hungry I need help with a code type thing. There are birds in the back yard I am thirsty. I have a American coin collection. I hope that we will have our first pathfinder meeting. I have two more classes left. We need to work on our quilting honor. Merchen ze ien ice? (would you like some Ice cream.) I would. später!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8105368-110019702543517431?l=williamsenglishassignment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://williamsenglishassignment.blogspot.com/feeds/110019702543517431/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8105368&amp;postID=110019702543517431' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8105368/posts/default/110019702543517431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8105368/posts/default/110019702543517431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://williamsenglishassignment.blogspot.com/2004/11/beautiful-day.html' title='Beautiful day'/><author><name>William</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04731511760860502313</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>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8105368.post-110010638024219630</id><published>2004-11-10T11:51:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-11-10T12:06:20.243-05:00</updated><title type='text'>:o</title><content type='html'>I don't know what to write about so I will talk about the fact that I don't know what to type about so you my brain is just empty and, you know? (Deep breath) So like if you don't know your lucky because it is just terrible. Especially when mother makes you type more and more so you know I am just sitting here trying to type as much as possible so that mother will let me be done. O look! I have All ready filled up two lines! Oh well I guess this is working. But the more I type the more pleased mother will be. Oh did I mention that I don't know what to type about? I think I did. Well looking back It looks like I did. Hmm. Well I thinks that I will go now. Später.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8105368-110010638024219630?l=williamsenglishassignment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://williamsenglishassignment.blogspot.com/feeds/110010638024219630/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8105368&amp;postID=110010638024219630' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8105368/posts/default/110010638024219630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8105368/posts/default/110010638024219630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://williamsenglishassignment.blogspot.com/2004/11/o.html' title=':o'/><author><name>William</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04731511760860502313</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-8105368.post-109967742927846386</id><published>2004-11-04T13:56:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-11-05T12:57:09.280-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Today's dreariness brought two needles with it</title><content type='html'>Ok. first of all today it is pouring down with rain. Mommy is sewing Beth's cape. Our grownup snail nearly lost his shell. Our inter net has been on and off. I would like to read a book. I would like to play monopoly. I like playing the piano. I like our fish and cats. You can tell i am running out of ideas. It is getting dark.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8105368-109967742927846386?l=williamsenglishassignment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://williamsenglishassignment.blogspot.com/feeds/109967742927846386/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8105368&amp;postID=109967742927846386' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8105368/posts/default/109967742927846386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8105368/posts/default/109967742927846386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://williamsenglishassignment.blogspot.com/2004/11/todays-dreariness-brought-two-needles.html' title='Today&apos;s dreariness brought two needles with it'/><author><name>William</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04731511760860502313</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-8105368.post-109907294769062805</id><published>2004-10-29T13:36:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-10-29T14:02:27.690-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Cloudy with a chance of showers. No wait. It is raining.</title><content type='html'>We have a plant in our fish tank that though it is growing bigger (it needs to be cut again) it is not touching the gravel on the bottom. The fish are finding it harder and harder to swim up. Later that might be a problem. Becase up is were the food comes from. we have two baby snails! one in the big tank and one in one of the little tanks (for the bettas).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The bearded one steped on soxes tail last night and she is all over us. In other cat news grace has been watching to much TV (as grace calls it. it is really the window. it is relley kind of a joke becase she can't open the blind to turn it on.) and she is going crazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8105368-109907294769062805?l=williamsenglishassignment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://williamsenglishassignment.blogspot.com/feeds/109907294769062805/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8105368&amp;postID=109907294769062805' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8105368/posts/default/109907294769062805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8105368/posts/default/109907294769062805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://williamsenglishassignment.blogspot.com/2004/10/cloudy-with-chance-of-showers-no-wait.html' title='Cloudy with a chance of showers. No wait. It is raining.'/><author><name>William</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04731511760860502313</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-8105368.post-109897975999879069</id><published>2004-10-28T11:39:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-10-28T12:09:19.996-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Pathfinders</title><content type='html'>Just a few more days and I will be in pathfinders. I have all ready started on my honors but the first club meeting will be on sabbath. I am keeping a &lt;a href="http://williamspathfinderblog.blogspot.com/2004/10/just-begining.html"&gt;blog&lt;/a&gt; of what I have to do, what I have done, and what I am doing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday we had some very funny squirles. First of all we had a squirel which got in the feeder completely. He was sitting on the bottem of the feeder eating seeds out of the corners. You can see some pic's of the feeder and another story &lt;a href="http://vicsgarden.blogspot.com/"&gt;here.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;später&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8105368-109897975999879069?l=williamsenglishassignment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://williamsenglishassignment.blogspot.com/feeds/109897975999879069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8105368&amp;postID=109897975999879069' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8105368/posts/default/109897975999879069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8105368/posts/default/109897975999879069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://williamsenglishassignment.blogspot.com/2004/10/pathfinders.html' title='Pathfinders'/><author><name>William</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04731511760860502313</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-8105368.post-109872196134198187</id><published>2004-10-25T13:12:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-10-27T17:23:29.170-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Shiverland Difficulties</title><content type='html'>Under the threat of no Shiverland I am having to take desperate measures. Everyone who was outside yesterday turned down Shiverland. Even all people we could trust desided to dump it! However there is one chance that I am hoping win. Beth's best freind. The president of the place. She wasn't outside yesterday. However this is the same president that nearly dumped us last time. I may have to hold Shiverland in secret. Who knows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Später&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8105368-109872196134198187?l=williamsenglishassignment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://williamsenglishassignment.blogspot.com/feeds/109872196134198187/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8105368&amp;postID=109872196134198187' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8105368/posts/default/109872196134198187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8105368/posts/default/109872196134198187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://williamsenglishassignment.blogspot.com/2004/10/shiverland-difficulties.html' title='Shiverland Difficulties'/><author><name>William</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04731511760860502313</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-8105368.post-109822097866442862</id><published>2004-10-19T16:56:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-10-20T15:19:11.193-04:00</updated><title type='text'>A sudden turn of events.</title><content type='html'>Last night I got a big startle. The president tried to dump Shiverland! So last night we had an emergency meeting. We figured that since I am Vice president I become president. But she might have had a bad day in school so I don't know what to think. Accept or resign. Well I hope I know what to do soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder what is going to happen to Mount St. Helens. I was looking at a &lt;a href="http://www.fs.fed.us/gpnf/volcanocams/msh/"&gt;site&lt;/a&gt; that showed pictures of the Mount.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A squirrel took of with a bell shaped nut block. The story and pictures might appear &lt;a href="http://vicsgarden.blogspot.com/"&gt;Here&lt;/a&gt; soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The cats have been funny recently. It is worth reading their &lt;a href="http://ashtoncats.blogspot.com/"&gt;blog.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sp...!!! I can't find the character map! Well good bye!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8105368-109822097866442862?l=williamsenglishassignment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://williamsenglishassignment.blogspot.com/feeds/109822097866442862/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8105368&amp;postID=109822097866442862' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8105368/posts/default/109822097866442862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8105368/posts/default/109822097866442862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://williamsenglishassignment.blogspot.com/2004/10/sudden-turn-of-events.html' title='A sudden turn of events.'/><author><name>William</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04731511760860502313</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-8105368.post-109813170772298886</id><published>2004-10-18T16:14:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-10-19T16:53:31.903-04:00</updated><title type='text'>And now for your next ten minute broadcast:</title><content type='html'>First up we found out that there is a possibility that it might snow on Sabbath. The Ashtons are looking forward to this first snow. They have High hopes for a long lasting Shiverland. William says that even with possible snow on the way, he was surprised that there was frost this morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And on the next subject. Yesterday There was a emergency rehearsal. How ever the president was not there to see this event. Vise president William says that even though it is still to much he believes that huge time improvements have been made.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that is all we have time for so back to your regularly scheduled program.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8105368-109813170772298886?l=williamsenglishassignment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://williamsenglishassignment.blogspot.com/feeds/109813170772298886/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8105368&amp;postID=109813170772298886' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8105368/posts/default/109813170772298886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8105368/posts/default/109813170772298886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://williamsenglishassignment.blogspot.com/2004/10/and-now-for-your-next-ten-minute.html' title='And now for your next ten minute broadcast:'/><author><name>William</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04731511760860502313</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-8105368.post-109769649783232474</id><published>2004-10-13T15:01:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-10-13T15:41:37.833-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Vacation</title><content type='html'>Ah. We just came back from a wonderful trip to the beach. We a now at this point exhausted. In this post I will tell of the many things that we did at: Rehoboth Beach Delaware.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day One.&lt;br /&gt;Ah it is morning now. Happy Sabbath by the way. On this day we played at the beach. It was to be the warmest of them all. It was the only day that the water was pleasant enough to wade in. It wasn't long until we all got hungry so we ate and took our bikes and road alone the board walk right next to the beach. By the time we did the full board walk it was dark.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day two.&lt;br /&gt;We went to the beach again but the water was to cold to wade in. So we flew kites and made sand sculptures until lunch. After that we went exploring and found this one beach that led out to the bay. In the water there were "Kite surfers". The Kite carried them across the water. After that we went to another beach where there was hardly any one. and we flew kites for the rest of the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day three.&lt;br /&gt;there isn't much to say about this day. We packed, flew kites and left. Well at least we made good time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was my trip to the beach. It was lots of fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8105368-109769649783232474?l=williamsenglishassignment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://williamsenglishassignment.blogspot.com/feeds/109769649783232474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8105368&amp;postID=109769649783232474' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8105368/posts/default/109769649783232474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8105368/posts/default/109769649783232474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://williamsenglishassignment.blogspot.com/2004/10/vacation.html' title='Vacation'/><author><name>William</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04731511760860502313</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-8105368.post-109719158852553919</id><published>2004-10-07T19:26:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-10-07T19:26:28.526-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Smells fishy</title><content type='html'>I don't know what to type about. So I guess I will type about the fact that I don't what to type about and hopefully when I am done I will have something else to talk about. You know my brain is really blank right now. Aha. Right now it is really dark outside. It is supposed to get chilly tonight. I think. Hmm. Well you know how it is. Blank one second and have ideas by the dozens the next. We are going to Delaware for some beach fun. I hope that we will be able to make a sand castle. I have never made one before. It should be fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Friday and später!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8105368-109719158852553919?l=williamsenglishassignment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://williamsenglishassignment.blogspot.com/feeds/109719158852553919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8105368&amp;postID=109719158852553919' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8105368/posts/default/109719158852553919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8105368/posts/default/109719158852553919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://williamsenglishassignment.blogspot.com/2004/10/smells-fishy.html' title='Smells fishy'/><author><name>William</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04731511760860502313</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-8105368.post-109718286209792258</id><published>2004-10-07T16:51:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-10-07T17:01:02.096-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Funny</title><content type='html'>THe fish are acting weird. I hope that I will be able to go outside. We are going to the beach. Alice swims fast. speaking of fast, Beth is on her fourth line! I want to play mega man. We got a new printer. We are starting on a log of how much zenny (money) and how many chips we have (in the mega man play). I like limes. I wrote my spelling words in cursive. I like griddlers. Today is riker's funny day.  I can't wait untill we become able to do Shiver land. Our fish tank plant is growing well. A freind of beth's has a birthday tomarow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8105368-109718286209792258?l=williamsenglishassignment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://williamsenglishassignment.blogspot.com/feeds/109718286209792258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8105368&amp;postID=109718286209792258' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8105368/posts/default/109718286209792258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8105368/posts/default/109718286209792258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://williamsenglishassignment.blogspot.com/2004/10/funny.html' title='Funny'/><author><name>William</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04731511760860502313</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-8105368.post-109699871148273682</id><published>2004-10-05T13:49:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-10-05T14:39:14.256-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Shiverland Diagrams</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://vicki.ashtonfam.org/pix/willblogpics/Shiverland1"&gt;&lt;img src="http://vicki.ashtonfam.org/pix/willblogpics/Shiverland1" width="395" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a map of shiverland. It is not yet decided whether we should use the 1.,2.,and 3. or not and if we do use them, what to use them as.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://vicki.ashtonfam.org/pix/willblogpics/Shiverland2"&gt;&lt;img src="http://vicki.ashtonfam.org/pix/willblogpics/Shiverland2" width="395" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a picture of the main fort. This is a big area. Notes on the notes: Messed up meaning if it snows or if for some reason the snowballs stick together. Just so you know The big round thing is to sit or stand on when on guard duty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://vicki.ashtonfam.org/pix/willblogpics/Shiverland3"&gt;&lt;img src="http://vicki.ashtonfam.org/pix/willblogpics/Shiverland3" width="395" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a picture of the White House. Note the mini fort. We plan to put it right there because it will help keep of invaders from that direction.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8105368-109699871148273682?l=williamsenglishassignment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://williamsenglishassignment.blogspot.com/feeds/109699871148273682/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8105368&amp;postID=109699871148273682' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8105368/posts/default/109699871148273682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8105368/posts/default/109699871148273682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://williamsenglishassignment.blogspot.com/2004/10/shiverland-diagrams.html' title='Shiverland Diagrams'/><author><name>William</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04731511760860502313</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>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8105368.post-109699837031738556</id><published>2004-10-05T13:22:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-10-05T13:52:37.733-04:00</updated><title type='text'>News on Shiverland is coming up.</title><content type='html'>We have a big tank. We got it yesterday day because four little fish in one vase seemed to small. This has it's own filter, a light and a built in bubble system. It is neat because the bubbles appear all over the tank. We have a new beta which we haven't named yet. He is purple and a little green and a little blue. Our family has gone very fishy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Total fish count: 7!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8105368-109699837031738556?l=williamsenglishassignment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://williamsenglishassignment.blogspot.com/feeds/109699837031738556/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8105368&amp;postID=109699837031738556' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8105368/posts/default/109699837031738556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8105368/posts/default/109699837031738556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://williamsenglishassignment.blogspot.com/2004/10/news-on-shiverland-is-coming-up.html' title='News on Shiverland is coming up.'/><author><name>William</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04731511760860502313</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-8105368.post-109699011416982582</id><published>2004-10-05T11:14:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-10-05T11:28:34.170-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Bubbles!:) Fish tank:) Real plant:)</title><content type='html'>We have a big tank. I had peanut butter on my cheeros. I want to play outside. We went on a shoping trip yesterday and saw Mrs. Muller. We missed P.E. class yesterday: (One of our fish lookes like it has its brain sticking outside its head.  We got a new vacum cleaner. Beth and I made plans for Shiverland on paper. I hope to be able to scan them and show them to you. We have a new beta. 40 seconds. Mommy is going to make a seiries of Mutts griddlers.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8105368-109699011416982582?l=williamsenglishassignment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://williamsenglishassignment.blogspot.com/feeds/109699011416982582/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8105368&amp;postID=109699011416982582' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8105368/posts/default/109699011416982582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8105368/posts/default/109699011416982582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://williamsenglishassignment.blogspot.com/2004/10/bubbles-fish-tank-real-plant.html' title='Bubbles!:) Fish tank:) Real plant:)'/><author><name>William</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04731511760860502313</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-8105368.post-109665993014152305</id><published>2004-10-01T15:45:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-10-01T16:22:53.616-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Shiverland.</title><content type='html'>We are already making plans for Shiverland(our pretend winter world)! Last year I was voted the president. At the end of the winter everyone was congratulating me and stuff like that. (I would like too interrupt the story and say that we are only allowed 2 years maximum as president.)  Yesterday outside we held the election for who was President, Vice President and so on. There were 5 voters (or in other words five people playing the game). The vote came up and I lost the presidential election!  Last year I had tried to make everyone happy and got what I wanted. I even helped the citizens build their homes. Well maybe next year. (though I am really proud of the one who won the election.) I did manage to win the Vice President vote.  It was strange to receive such high praise and then be dumped. I still look forward to having fun this winter in Shiverland!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8105368-109665993014152305?l=williamsenglishassignment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://williamsenglishassignment.blogspot.com/feeds/109665993014152305/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8105368&amp;postID=109665993014152305' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8105368/posts/default/109665993014152305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8105368/posts/default/109665993014152305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://williamsenglishassignment.blogspot.com/2004/10/shiverland.html' title='Shiverland.'/><author><name>William</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04731511760860502313</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-8105368.post-109665044595489821</id><published>2004-10-01T13:52:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-10-01T13:07:25.956-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Just another day.</title><content type='html'>We have three large cantaloupes. Beth types fast. Grace is being our little guard today. The two new fish we got were put in the bowl with Alice and Hugo. I am working on the griddler "Can You Name Them All?". It has 54 parts. One of the new fish is swimming sideways! We are allready makeing plans for Shiverland (our pretend world)! Freckles has adopted mommy's bass stand as a sleeping place. The four fish in our vase are running into each other. I think they are still geting used to the size. Spelling class is being a pain today.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8105368-109665044595489821?l=williamsenglishassignment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://williamsenglishassignment.blogspot.com/feeds/109665044595489821/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8105368&amp;postID=109665044595489821' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8105368/posts/default/109665044595489821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8105368/posts/default/109665044595489821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://williamsenglishassignment.blogspot.com/2004/10/just-another-day.html' title='Just another day.'/><author><name>William</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04731511760860502313</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-8105368.post-109657130564408162</id><published>2004-09-30T15:08:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-09-30T15:45:50.983-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Paper airplanes</title><content type='html'>Uncle Jeremy was at our house over the weekend and he got us into paper airplanes. So far I have memorized two different types. I am wanting to lean more. Uncle Jeremy left behind a couple websites dedicated to paper airplanes so I should be able to learn more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beth is making a model plane from scratch. She has ideas all over the whiteboard. This is totally from scratch using materials such as paper and card board.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like chess. Recently I have been playing a computer chess game that teaches you how to get better. So, I have been looking for people to play against.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of our fish died so we bought two new ones. Alice and Hugo are excited.  It seems to be an occasion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Später!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8105368-109657130564408162?l=williamsenglishassignment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://williamsenglishassignment.blogspot.com/feeds/109657130564408162/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8105368&amp;postID=109657130564408162' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8105368/posts/default/109657130564408162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8105368/posts/default/109657130564408162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://williamsenglishassignment.blogspot.com/2004/09/paper-airplanes.html' title='Paper airplanes'/><author><name>William</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04731511760860502313</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-8105368.post-109656962223620649</id><published>2004-09-30T14:29:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-09-30T14:40:22.236-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Here we go again!</title><content type='html'>It looks like there is a new type of sooet in the feeder. Uncle Jermy was at our house over the weekend. One of our fish died so we bough two new ones. We are geting into paper airplanes. 5 und a half minets left. Alice and Hugo are excited. Beth is making a modle plane from skrach. I like the card game Rage. I like chess. I like getting coments on my blog. One miunet! How is beth wrighting allof that. I love P.E. class. 10,9,8,7,6,5,4,3,2,1.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8105368-109656962223620649?l=williamsenglishassignment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://williamsenglishassignment.blogspot.com/feeds/109656962223620649/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8105368&amp;postID=109656962223620649' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8105368/posts/default/109656962223620649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8105368/posts/default/109656962223620649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://williamsenglishassignment.blogspot.com/2004/09/here-we-go-again.html' title='Here we go again!'/><author><name>William</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04731511760860502313</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-8105368.post-109570409963913403</id><published>2004-09-20T13:10:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-09-20T14:14:59.640-04:00</updated><title type='text'>10-9-8-7-6-5-4-3-2-1!!!!</title><content type='html'> there is a globe on my table. We have homework. It is P.E. day. I like chess. I had tea today.  Beth and I are making a lego underwater lab. It is sunny. there is a scanner behind me.  We have a fish that might be sick.  Fish food is small. Mother is getting milk, crispix, birdblocks, Q-tips, and stickers. And proublebly magnets if she can find any. We are invited to a bithday party.65432d1!!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8105368-109570409963913403?l=williamsenglishassignment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://williamsenglishassignment.blogspot.com/feeds/109570409963913403/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8105368&amp;postID=109570409963913403' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8105368/posts/default/109570409963913403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8105368/posts/default/109570409963913403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://williamsenglishassignment.blogspot.com/2004/09/10-9-8-7-6-5-4-3-2-1.html' title='10-9-8-7-6-5-4-3-2-1!!!!'/><author><name>William</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04731511760860502313</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-8105368.post-109537489755179656</id><published>2004-09-16T18:48:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-09-16T19:52:50.643-04:00</updated><title type='text'>OK Here we go</title><content type='html'>Beth and I made a game called Master architect. In it you are basically building a city. The person with the most buildings at the end of the game (Which is decided at the beginning of the game such as building six buildings.) wins. So you are building buildings which go through a series of tests. Such as dropping something light on it and seeing how many pieces are left in there original position. Depending on what the results of the tests are you get cash. In the end it is a fun game which will entertain us for hours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The cat was in the yard again. I really wish that it would not come. And there have been signs of it elsewhere. At the field beyond playground there was a clump of feathers which grossed me away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is not raining, maybe we will have P.E.! But I guess not, Beth is sick. So we will skip tennis today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hugo just swam over the ruin in our fish tank twice. It looks like he is getting used to the new ornament. But it is so big that they have no room to settle down at night. So I hope that we get a new one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just finished coloring my border sheet. It is of a stain glass window. In it there was a rainbow, a picture of Jesus holding his hand out to a raven, a Bible, and lots of hills.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want some tea. Raspberry Zinger especially. It is a pity that Beth doesn't like tea. It would help her with her condition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can see 5 birds out the window. The mourning dove is looking very silly as it stands there on top of the bird feeder, looking down on the other birds. It looks jealous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So my thoughts are made into a good form. Später!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8105368-109537489755179656?l=williamsenglishassignment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://williamsenglishassignment.blogspot.com/feeds/109537489755179656/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8105368&amp;postID=109537489755179656' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8105368/posts/default/109537489755179656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8105368/posts/default/109537489755179656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://williamsenglishassignment.blogspot.com/2004/09/ok-here-we-go.html' title='OK Here we go'/><author><name>William</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04731511760860502313</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-8105368.post-109535097701199239</id><published>2004-09-16T11:57:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-09-16T12:09:37.013-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Ack The stopwatch!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>We made a game called Master arcatect. The cat was in the yard again. It is not raining, maby we will have P.E.. Hugo just swam over the ruin in our fish tank. I wish our growing rocks were going to get taller. I just finished coloring my border sheet. Beth is sick. I want to go outside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh boy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want some tea. I can see 5 birds out the window. the tarp over the bikes flew off. I am getting hungery for some Hot dogs. Tiba is eating. looks like beth has typed more than me. O look Hugo just did it again. The mourning dove is looking very silly. We went to baja. I am shaking.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8105368-109535097701199239?l=williamsenglishassignment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://williamsenglishassignment.blogspot.com/feeds/109535097701199239/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8105368&amp;postID=109535097701199239' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8105368/posts/default/109535097701199239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8105368/posts/default/109535097701199239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://williamsenglishassignment.blogspot.com/2004/09/ack-stopwatch.html' title='Ack The stopwatch!!!!!!!'/><author><name>William</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04731511760860502313</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-8105368.post-109529882003956604</id><published>2004-09-15T21:39:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-09-15T21:41:54.190-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Principal Cuts In</title><content type='html'>&amp;#133;with a lengthly disclaimer.  See what he said &lt;a href="http://bethswritingassignment.blogspot.com/2004/09/principal-cuts-in.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8105368-109529882003956604?l=williamsenglishassignment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://williamsenglishassignment.blogspot.com/feeds/109529882003956604/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8105368&amp;postID=109529882003956604' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8105368/posts/default/109529882003956604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8105368/posts/default/109529882003956604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://williamsenglishassignment.blogspot.com/2004/09/principal-cuts-in.html' title='The Principal Cuts In&amp;#133;'/><author><name>William</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04731511760860502313</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-8105368.post-109526354309601381</id><published>2004-09-15T11:21:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-09-15T11:52:23.096-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Bird fear</title><content type='html'>Sigh. If only cats didn't kill birds. A couple days ago my mother had seen feathers and blood on the ground. When I asked mother what had brought the bird population in our garden down she said it might be fear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And what a dreary day for this to happen. Right now at our house we have thick cloud cover with drizzle. It is 70 degrees and feels like 70. If only it would be sunny more often.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If it does not dry up we won't have tennis class. Every other day I look forward to that very class and though we are getting into the swing of things at the beginning of the year we had it like once a week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh dear. I just saw the trouble cat out the window. I love cats and have six. But this one is killing our birds as well as invading our yard! Cat please be gone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are learning German in school and später means later. So: Später!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8105368-109526354309601381?l=williamsenglishassignment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://williamsenglishassignment.blogspot.com/feeds/109526354309601381/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8105368&amp;postID=109526354309601381' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8105368/posts/default/109526354309601381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8105368/posts/default/109526354309601381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://williamsenglishassignment.blogspot.com/2004/09/bird-fear.html' title='Bird fear'/><author><name>William</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04731511760860502313</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-8105368.post-109518710952495399</id><published>2004-09-14T13:50:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-09-14T14:38:29.523-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Need to watch the cats</title><content type='html'>I feel so horrible now. Why you ask? I was going to close my sisters door when I herd a high pitched MEEEOOOOOooo. I was so startled that I let go of the door and when I looked down I saw cat paw! I pushed the door open and Riker was standing there. She took one look at me and ran. My sister had bin in her room which I had been entering and when she heard the cat scream she got up and ran to my side! Riker look back and saw us following her and ran into the bathroom. When ever we need to use the facilities she runs in with us and begs for pettings. So I thought that she had already forgiven us. But she hid behind the toilet! I reached back there she ducked for about a second, sniffed my hand and then realized that I was trying to pet her. After that she was all over us! She never looked liked she was in pain though I remember very clearly the paw caught in the door. This happening at around ten O'clock she is now all over the place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't found out yet what is keeping the birds. Maybe it is because all the babies have flown away. But it would not make that much of a dent would it? At least there are three on the fence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh no. I am typing to much. Mother and father will probably be pleased but I am supposed to do another level on a spelling game. And it is probably almost time for music class! Oh but I have so much to talk about and by tomorrow I will have forgotten. Sigh. I guess this is how life goes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ragweed levels are very High. The sky is hazy. The temperatures is 77 feels like 80.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just as I expected. I have got to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8105368-109518710952495399?l=williamsenglishassignment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://williamsenglishassignment.blogspot.com/feeds/109518710952495399/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8105368&amp;postID=109518710952495399' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8105368/posts/default/109518710952495399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8105368/posts/default/109518710952495399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://williamsenglishassignment.blogspot.com/2004/09/need-to-watch-cats.html' title='Need to watch the cats'/><author><name>William</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04731511760860502313</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-8105368.post-109510835916446131</id><published>2004-09-13T16:06:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-09-13T16:45:59.163-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Bird watch</title><content type='html'>It has been and is very quiet today in our back yard. I am beginning to wonder where the birds are! There are usually are about twenty in line on the fence waiting to get food from our six bird feeders! There are no squirrels either! Everything is full. Buddy the dog next door is not barking. Is the cat that roams the neighborhood out there? Curiouser and curiouser. If we find out tomorrow I will tell you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today in P.E. class we were hitting a few volleys which is progress. Especially since we began two week ago! Half of the time we were hitting the ball over the net. And a quarter of the time we hit it back. The wall was terrible. I hit the ball and when it came back it was rolling not bouncing. I tried hitting it harder. I tried turning my racket. And just nothing would work! On top of all of this it was extremely hot. A shower was muchly needed afterward.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now for the weather. It is fair And 90 degrees.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have to go. Bye!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8105368-109510835916446131?l=williamsenglishassignment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://williamsenglishassignment.blogspot.com/feeds/109510835916446131/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8105368&amp;postID=109510835916446131' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8105368/posts/default/109510835916446131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8105368/posts/default/109510835916446131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://williamsenglishassignment.blogspot.com/2004/09/bird-watch.html' title='Bird watch'/><author><name>William</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04731511760860502313</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-8105368.post-109483232616493611</id><published>2004-09-10T13:04:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-09-10T12:45:36.330-04:00</updated><title type='text'>At last a sunny day.</title><content type='html'>Bright. Sunny. And warm!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is such a beautiful day that I feel happy all over! As an added bonus today is "P.E. Day"!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found out that mother has a &lt;a href="http://vicki.ashtonfam.org/weblog/"&gt;Blog&lt;/a&gt;! So do &lt;a href="http://vicsgarden.blogspot.com/"&gt;My mother's garden&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://daniel.ashtonfam.org/weblog/"&gt;my father&lt;/a&gt;. A couple days ago we got a 4x8 White board! It can also be a magnet board! Now we all feel like we are getting serious about homeschooling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Bird Alert: There is a Goldfinch. We haven't seen one in several weeks. Two House finches!)&lt;br /&gt;(Food Alert guacamole sandwiches!!!!! I am drooling!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8105368-109483232616493611?l=williamsenglishassignment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://williamsenglishassignment.blogspot.com/feeds/109483232616493611/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8105368&amp;postID=109483232616493611' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8105368/posts/default/109483232616493611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8105368/posts/default/109483232616493611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://williamsenglishassignment.blogspot.com/2004/09/at-last-sunny-day.html' title='At last a sunny day.'/><author><name>William</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04731511760860502313</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-8105368.post-109476678951816509</id><published>2004-09-09T17:24:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-09-09T17:53:09.516-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Hmmm....</title><content type='html'>Today I don't know what to talk about. Oh hey look there is my &lt;a href="http://bethswritingassignment.blogspot.com/"&gt;sister's&lt;/a&gt; 5 dollar bill. I guess I will describe it. Well it has lots of wrinkles and the picture of Lincoln is beginning to fade. 1 corner is bent and it will not stay flat. On the up side it is still usable and you can still read the numbers and letters easily. It is not one of those new ones that has color. The date is 2001. And well that is about all.&lt;br /&gt;Um at the library I found some books that I had loved when we lived down in Georgia. The "Commander Toad" series.&lt;br /&gt;Man I am just empty. Well It is cloudy with T-storms on the way. It is 75 degrees and it feels like 77.&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully My brain will be more full tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8105368-109476678951816509?l=williamsenglishassignment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://williamsenglishassignment.blogspot.com/feeds/109476678951816509/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8105368&amp;postID=109476678951816509' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8105368/posts/default/109476678951816509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8105368/posts/default/109476678951816509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://williamsenglishassignment.blogspot.com/2004/09/hmmm.html' title='Hmmm....'/><author><name>William</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04731511760860502313</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-8105368.post-109461349385580408</id><published>2004-09-08T22:58:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-09-08T15:46:12.230-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Blogging with Tiba</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://vicki.ashtonfam.org/pix/willblogpics/tibablog.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://vicki.ashtonfam.org/pix/willblogpics/tibablog.JPG" width="395" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tiba was being a pain yesterday when I was blogging. It all started out fine until she came. Oh, of course I was happy to have her on my lap for she hardly ever comes to me. But it so turned into a disaster.(And to those who are thinking about getting a cat there are too many ups about getting one to not get one.) first of all she was lying across my arm which made it harder for me to type. Second of all I am not used to cats lying on my lap up next to my tummy like that and I had the heat of the laptop so by the end of the post I was nearly panting! Lastly she was sitting on the touch pad button so when I went up it would be highlighting!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On other adventures a friend and I have a Phase 10 game going. We had to go in so tomorrow hopefully we will finish the game. We are going to do the last phase with the score 45 to 30 so it will all come down to the last phase.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Light rain with T-showers on the way. And, it is 75 degrees.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8105368-109461349385580408?l=williamsenglishassignment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://williamsenglishassignment.blogspot.com/feeds/109461349385580408/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8105368&amp;postID=109461349385580408' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8105368/posts/default/109461349385580408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8105368/posts/default/109461349385580408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://williamsenglishassignment.blogspot.com/2004/09/blogging-with-tiba.html' title='Blogging with Tiba'/><author><name>William</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04731511760860502313</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>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8105368.post-109457486265313104</id><published>2004-09-07T11:36:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-09-07T12:34:22.653-04:00</updated><title type='text'>So much!!!!!!! So fast!!!!!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>This weekend this year every thing is going so fast! So little to do so much time. Srike that. Reverse it. School is going smoothly this year. We just started spelling class but social studies hasn't arrived yet.&lt;br /&gt;We are expecting a huge white board today and it will help us on lecture classes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it is cloudy with rain coming any minute and it is 73 degrees.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday I started catching footballs in bigger numbers. And I got to ride the roller blades. and rode my scooter for ages.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have got the &lt;a herf="http://ashtoncats.blogspot.com/2004/07/i-need-no-introduction.html#comments"&gt;ruler &lt;/a&gt;of the house on my lap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Posting tomorrow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8105368-109457486265313104?l=williamsenglishassignment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://williamsenglishassignment.blogspot.com/feeds/109457486265313104/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8105368&amp;postID=109457486265313104' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8105368/posts/default/109457486265313104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8105368/posts/default/109457486265313104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://williamsenglishassignment.blogspot.com/2004/09/so-much-so-fast.html' title='So much!!!!!!! So fast!!!!!!!!!!!'/><author><name>William</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04731511760860502313</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-8105368.post-109424206532201437</id><published>2004-09-03T16:07:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-09-03T19:53:02.786-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Woodpecker</title><content type='html'>There is a Downy woodpecker at our bird feeder today! Hopefully he will become a frequent visitor!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are going to go bikeing tomorrow which we haven't done in a while!&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In science class we are learning about comparing and contrasting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is partly cloudy and 86 degrees.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I caught a curve ball and 5 other balls yesterday! I also won the long and high jump competitions!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am sorry if it looks very bare bones but I am kind of out of ideas today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8105368-109424206532201437?l=williamsenglishassignment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://williamsenglishassignment.blogspot.com/feeds/109424206532201437/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8105368&amp;postID=109424206532201437' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8105368/posts/default/109424206532201437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8105368/posts/default/109424206532201437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://williamsenglishassignment.blogspot.com/2004/09/woodpecker.html' title='Woodpecker'/><author><name>William</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04731511760860502313</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-8105368.post-109413895738766575</id><published>2004-09-02T11:25:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-09-03T16:35:32.050-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Border sheet</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://vicki.ashtonfam.org/pix/willblogpics/williamweek1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://vicki.ashtonfam.org/pix/willblogpics/williamweek1.jpg" width="395" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my border sheet for this week. To see it better please click on it. We forgot to do a few classes yesterday and I am for doing extra today! But I am kind of running behind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8105368-109413895738766575?l=williamsenglishassignment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://williamsenglishassignment.blogspot.com/feeds/109413895738766575/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8105368&amp;postID=109413895738766575' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8105368/posts/default/109413895738766575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8105368/posts/default/109413895738766575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://williamsenglishassignment.blogspot.com/2004/09/border-sheet.html' title='Border sheet'/><author><name>William</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04731511760860502313</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-8105368.post-109398003518313728</id><published>2004-08-31T14:18:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-08-31T15:20:35.183-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Riker Cat</title><content type='html'>My favorite cat is named Riker.  She and our five other cats have a &lt;a href="http://ashtoncats.blogspot.com/"&gt;blog!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is a picture of Riker:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://vicki.ashtonfam.org/pix/willblogpics/mycat.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://vicki.ashtonfam.org/pix/willblogpics/mycat.JPG" width="395"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is cloudy outside and it clearing as I type. It is 84 degrees feeling like 86.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday we held a couple of relay races with scooter and leg power in which I had the strangest experience. A friend of mine has a scooter which is like any other scooter except it was falling apart! Most handle bars are at roughly 85 degrees. His scooter handle bars were at 65 and the whole thing felt like it would fall apart! Luckily it was only one lap so I wasn't scared too long!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We also had a mini olympics! Including the summer sault race, long jump and a kickball competition!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So ends post two of my blog!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8105368-109398003518313728?l=williamsenglishassignment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://williamsenglishassignment.blogspot.com/feeds/109398003518313728/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8105368&amp;postID=109398003518313728' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8105368/posts/default/109398003518313728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8105368/posts/default/109398003518313728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://williamsenglishassignment.blogspot.com/2004/08/riker-cat.html' title='Riker Cat'/><author><name>William</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04731511760860502313</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-8105368.post-109370004493806737</id><published>2004-08-28T09:22:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-09-03T16:33:46.160-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Lots to do today.</title><content type='html'>Boy! It is the first day of school and we are being kept very busy. My sister has a school blog too although she started before me so she has more in her's than in mine. &lt;a href="http://bethswritingassignment.blogspot.com/"&gt;Here&lt;/a&gt; is the link.  This being the first day of school mother showed us the rules.&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt; This year we will be studing tennis for P.E. class!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is mostly cloudy, 86 degrees, and there is  heavy rain expected later today and tonight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Yesterday I rode my scooter a lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://vicki.ashtonfam.org/pix/willblogpics/myscooter.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://vicki.ashtonfam.org/pix/willblogpics/myscooter.JPG" width="395" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also played a game of kickball and lost 4-25. Finally we had a Gameboy party.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;So ends my first school post!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8105368-109370004493806737?l=williamsenglishassignment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://williamsenglishassignment.blogspot.com/feeds/109370004493806737/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8105368&amp;postID=109370004493806737' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8105368/posts/default/109370004493806737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8105368/posts/default/109370004493806737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://williamsenglishassignment.blogspot.com/2004/08/lots-to-do-today.html' title='Lots to do today.'/><author><name>William</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04731511760860502313</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-8105368.post-109365793387143981</id><published>2004-08-28T00:49:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-08-27T21:52:13.870-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Hello Blog!</title><content type='html'>Hi! This is new to me. I am supposed to make this blog for English class. So, I'll be writing every day starting Monday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8105368-109365793387143981?l=williamsenglishassignment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://williamsenglishassignment.blogspot.com/feeds/109365793387143981/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8105368&amp;postID=109365793387143981' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8105368/posts/default/109365793387143981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8105368/posts/default/109365793387143981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://williamsenglishassignment.blogspot.com/2004/08/hello-blog.html' title='Hello Blog!'/><author><name>William</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04731511760860502313</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></feed>
