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		<title>Talise n Micole</title>
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		<description><![CDATA[     A Strange Day in July
    By: Micole n Talise
    It was the last week of June, the sun was shining and it was a beautiful day. David and Theresa, Sunny Town&#8217;s only fraternal twins, were at their house doing chores to help there mother. [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<h1>     <font size="7"><span>A</span> <span>S</span>t<span>r</span><span>a</span>n<span>g</span><span>e</span> D<span>a</span><span>y</span> i<span>n</span> <span>J</span>u<span>l</span><span>y</span></font></h1>
<p><span>    <font size="5">By: Micole n Talise</font></span></p>
<p><span>   <font size="3"> It was the last week of June, the sun was shining and it was a beautiful day. David and Theresa, Sunny Town&#8217;s only fraternal twins, were at their house doing chores to help there mother. After they did their chores, the two went to the kitchen to fix their selves a little snack. They took their snack outside with them and ate it in the beach while they watched the waves roll and roar. When they finished, they took their trash and put it in the garbage can. They ran back to waves and picked up some rocks for their rock collection. They picked up orange rocks, clear rocks, and many others. The sun was setting and it was getting dark so, Theresa and David decided to get back in the house, just in time for dinner. It was David&#8217;s favorite; Mash potatoes and gravy. After dinner, the whole family got ready for bed. </font></span></p>
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<p><font size="3"><span> The morning started like any other mornings. For breakfast they had left overs. After Theresa and David ate, they got dressed for church. Theresa wore her best dress and David wore his nicest shoes. They went to their dad&#8217;s wagon and rode to church. While the family was in church, they sang the old hymns. Once church was done, the family went home for lunch. Mama had made some meat loaf, Papa&#8217;s favorite. When they finished, David and Theresa helped their Ma clean up. They also did some of their, chores. The two twins couldn&#8217;t play much because there&#8217;s school tomorrow, so during their free time of the day, they counted there rock collection when David and Theresa were finished counting their rocks they ended up with the number of 172 rocks. &#8220;We need a lot more rocks!&#8221; Theresa protested. &#8220;How about we mark a special day on the calendar, so we could pick up rocks.&#8221; David said. &#8220;That&#8217;s a great idea David!!!&#8221; Theresa jumped. Before they knew it, it was time for dinner. This time it was Theresa&#8217;s favorite; Fried Chicken! &#8220;Yummmmmy!!!!!&#8221; Theresa yelled and ran to the dinner table. She sat down and then grabbed a chicken leg. Before she even put it in her mouth her mother yelled, &#8220;Theresa! I did not raise you as if you were a pig!&#8221; &#8220;Sorry mother.&#8221;Theresa apologized. &#8220;It&#8217;s ok, but make sure it won&#8217;t happen again.&#8221; her ma said. &#8220;I&#8217;ll try, but Ma, can I eat now?&#8221; Theresa asked. &#8220;Yes! As soon as everyone is sitting down and ready to eat.&#8221; Ma said. Everyone ate the chicken and once Theresa was done her whole plate was cleaned off. After the whole family ate dinner, Theresa helped with the dishes. When she finished she went straight to bed with her brother. </span></font></p>
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<span>When Theresa woke up, she woke up her brother, so they could plan what they were going to do for the day. &#8220;Lets spend the whole day looking for rocks!&#8221; David suggested. &#8220;That&#8217;s a great idea!&#8221; Theresa complimented. When they went down stairs they saw their mom making breakfast and their dad drinking coffee while reading the morning paper. Theresa sat down with her brother in their normal spots. &#8220;Pancakes!&#8221; Their mother yelled through the kitchen. &#8220;Yumm, I love pancakes!&#8221; David said. &#8220;Not as much as I do. Boy I gotta get my hands on those yummy pancakes!&#8221; Theresa jumped. Theresa got the syrup and 5 pancakes and ate them as fast as she could. David was staring at her with an open mouth. Then he just forgot about her and ate his pancakes. &#8220;Theresa! Slow down!&#8221; Her mother said. When David and Theresa finished, they went to the beach to collect some rocks. When they got to the beach, the two went straight to shore line where they could find shiny rocks. &#8220;Eww look at this yucky looking rock!&#8221; Theresa yelled. She then threw it back to the water. Theresa moved on and left her brother behind because he was in a good spot. &#8220;This is a hideous rock!&#8221; David whispered to his self. Once Theresa finished she went back to her brother. By that time, they both were close to each other, looking for rocks because it was starting to get dark. &#8220;This rock looks terrible!&#8221; David showed Theresa. &#8220;I know I saw an ugly one like it a while ago.&#8221; Theresa said. &#8220;So did I!&#8221; David explained. &#8220;Wow that&#8217;s weird! Well can we just throw it back in the beach?&#8221; Theresa asked. &#8220;Well I guess so, because that&#8217;s the only thing we could do with it.&#8221; David explained. David threw it in the water as hard as he could but then&#8230;</span></font><br />
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<p><span>    <font size="7">It came skipping back!</font></span></p>
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<p><font size="3"><span>   <span> &#8220;I don&#8217;t believe it! It skipped back to you David! Let me try!&#8221; Theresa exclaimed. &#8220;Ok here you go.&#8221; David handed the rock to Theresa. Theresa took a deep breath and closed her eyes. She threw. For a second they thought the rock wasn&#8217;t going to come back, but they were wrong. It came back as if some one threw it from the other side. They took the rock home with them. The two twins were really quiet for dinner and they barely touched their food. They washed up and went in their room. David and Theresa looked at the rock and they tried to study the odd looking thing. They were lucky because they were in summer vacation so they still had time to try to figure what was wrong with it. The rock had holes in it and it was really light. &#8220;I wonder if there&#8217;s a creature living in here?&#8221; Theresa asked. &#8220;I bet you there is! Maybe the sandy shore is their home and they didn&#8217;t want to leave it. The creatures probably threw their selves back to us.&#8221; David said. &#8220;Hello is there anything in there?&#8221; Theresa knocked on the rock. They stared at the rock and waited for it to do something. </span></span></font></p>
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<p><font size="3"><span><span>     <font color="#ff0000">&#8220;Holy Jesus Christ! The rock is shaking!&#8221; David screamed. Theresa hid behind the bed. David just stood there in shock. When the shaking stopped Theresa got out from behind the bed. They watched the rock to see what was going to happened next. Then there were thousand of little creatures coming out of the holes in the rock. They looked like little ants. When the little creatures needed to answer a question that one of the kids asked they would spell it out using there selves. Like if they need to say &#8220;YES,&#8221; all the creatures would come together and spell it out. It was AMAZING! &#8220;Where are you from?&#8221; Theresa asked the creatures. &#8220;Sea Shore&#8221;, The creatures spelled out. &#8220;Would you like to come back there?&#8221; David asked next. The creatures spelled out, &#8220;Yes, Please!&#8221; &#8220;We will bring you back first thing tomorrow.&#8221; Theresa said. &#8220;Thank you.&#8221; The creatures spelled out. Theresa and David went to bed and the creatures went back in the rock. Everyone had a peaceful night after the shock.</font></span></span></font></p>
<p><font size="3"><span><span> </span></span></font></p>
<p><font size="3"><span><span>     <font color="#ff6600">On the next morning Theresa and David woke up very early so they could put the rock back were they got it. &#8220;Bye&#8221; David told the creatures. Theresa set the rock behind another, so the rock won&#8217;t get bothered ever again. Theresa and David went back to the house to go get some breakfast. From that day on Theresa and David always visited the creatures when they can.</font></span></span></font><br />
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<h1 align="center"><span><span><font color="#ff6600">  <span><font size="7">The End(^_^)</font></span></font></span></span></h1>
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		<title>Purswasive</title>
		<link>http://micole2007.learnerblogs.org/2007/04/27/purswasive/</link>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 27 Apr 2007 18:14:56 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[   Oh Please! You Know You Love Computers
   By:
Micole Canlas

    If you never had a computer having one for the first time is a great experience.
A computer can literally change your life.
When you have a computer it&#8217;s rare for it to get boring because you can go
on fun programs, awesome websites, and start [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p><font size="6">   Oh Please! You Know You Love Computers<br />
</font><font size="4">   By:<br />
Micole Canlas<br />
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</font></font><font size="3">    If you never had a computer having one for the first time is a great experience.<br />
A computer can literally change your life.</p>
<p>When you have a computer it&#8217;s rare for it to get boring because you can go<br />
on fun programs, awesome websites, and start a business of your own.<br />
Some people who don&#8217;t agree with me would probably say that programs<br />
can be boring if a person has no idea how to use them. My answer<br />
to that would be that, you can find someone who knows<br />
how to work that program and ask him/her to help you.<br />
Like I said once you get the hang of it using a computer<br />
won&#8217;t be boring.</p>
<p>Another reason why I think you should a get a computer<br />
is because a computer is easy to learn how to use.<br />
If you disagree with me you would probably<br />
think that not all programs are easy to learn. My answer<br />
to that would be, &#8220;A lot of programs have a help<br />
button on the top.&#8221; There is always a way<br />
to learn things on the computer.</p>
<p>A computer also has fun download-able programs. If you decide<br />
to refuse, you would think that most programs can harm<br />
your computer. I would answer, &#8220;You should know<br />
what to download and what not to download!&#8221; It also<br />
takes a responsible person to have a computer.</font></p>
<p><font size="5"><br /><span>Once you buy a computer you won&#8217;t<br />
regret it because computers are the bomb!!!</span></font></p>
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		<title>Flat Mikky</title>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 27 Apr 2007 18:13:43 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[   Flat Mikky
By:
Micole Canlas

         One sunny day Mikky was walking to school. She passed Beach Drive and then Hartford Court and finally she reached her school. Her school was called &#8220;George Washington Elementary&#8221;.Mikky went to her classroom at 8:30 a.m. In her normal 5th grade classroom there were [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>   <font size="3">Flat Mikky<br />
By:<br />
Micole Canlas</p>
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<p>     <font size="3">    One sunny day Mikky was walking to school. She passed Beach Drive and then Hartford Court and finally she reached her school. Her school was called &#8220;George Washington Elementary&#8221;.Mikky went to her classroom at 8:30 a.m. In her normal 5th grade classroom there were 35 students. She sat in the 4th row with two other kids. Her teacher Mrs. Sticklemickle was talking about grammar, which she talked about often. When the clock turned 9:30 the whole 5th grade went to their math class. Mikky went to her math class, which was the highest math class in the whole school. Her math teacher&#8217;s name is Ms. Symmetry. Ms. Symmetry had long brown hair. She always wore business like clothes that made her look even more strict than she already was. I she caught you talking or even think you were talking she would take her long stick andwack your desk with it. &#8220;She scares me!&#8221; Mikky told her friend, Melinda. &#8220;There will be no talking in my class Mikky!&#8221; Ms. Symmetry yelled after she wacked Mikky&#8217;s desk with her stick. Mikky was amzed because she had never been yelled at like that in her whole life. &#8220;You will have detention for the whole week!&#8221; Ms. Symmetry continued. The whole class giggled at her.Mikky was so <span><span> </span>embarrassed she almost cried. After Mikky got yelled at she tried to pay attention but she just couldn&#8217;t. Ms. Symmetry had on a mole on the left side of her chin. Her mole grew hair and it was fat and lumpy. Her mole caught many of the kid&#8217;s attention.</p>
<p>After school was over, Mikky walked home a big frown on her face. Once she got home she went straight to her room. &#8220;I hate Ms. Symmetry..&#8221; Mikky mumbled. She took of her backpack and took out her homework. She was so mad she threw her backpack against the wall. She went to her study table and did her homework quickly. She did her <a href="http://www.qklinkserver.com/lm/rtl4.asp?si=20058&amp;k=math%20homework">math homework</a> very sloppy. </span></font></p>
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<p>     <span><font size="5"><font size="3"><span>    &#8220;Honey time for diiner,&#8221; Mikky&#8217;s mom yelled. Mikky went downstairs with her frown but this time bigger. While Mikky was eating, Mikky&#8217;s dad asked, &#8220;Why do you have such a big frown on your face?&#8221; &#8220;Because Ms. Symmetry told me that I had detention fo he whole week.&#8221; she answered as if she was about to yell. Her brother giggled. Mikky stared at her brother firiously. Mikky ate her dinner really fast without chocking.  After that she rushed upstairs and finished her homework. When she finished she changed and went straight to bed.</span></p>
<p>     <span>    When the clock turned 12 o&#8217; clock  Mikky woke up by the grumbling of her stomach. She went downstairs as quietly as she could and went to the refrigerator. She pulled on the handle but it wouldn&#8217;t budge a cm.  She pulled on the handle so much that before she knew it the refrigerator was tipping. &#8220;Smack!!!!!!&#8221;  the refrigerator fell onMikky and squished her flat. Mikky was waiting for pain but luckily she didn&#8217;t. Mikky&#8217;s parents heard the loud noise and rushed downstairs.  &#8220;My gosh! Honey are you ok?&#8221;  Mikky&#8217;s dad asked.  Mikky answered, &#8220;Amazingly, yes I am!&#8221; Her parents lifted the refrigerator and looked at Mikky in amazement. Mikky stood up and said, &#8220;Wow I&#8217;m flat as a piece of paper!&#8221; When she stood side ways you could barely see her. She went back to bed and fell asleep. She tried telling herself that is was just a dream but she knew it was because when she pinched herself she felt it. She shut her eyes as hard as she could and tried to go to sleep.</p>
<p>The next morning Mikky&#8217;s parents&#8217;  called the school and said, &#8220;Mikky won&#8217;t be coming to school for a few days or even weeks because she has a really rare but serious virus in her body.&#8221; &#8220;Ok thank for letting us know. We will be mailing her homework and hopefully she gets better soon.&#8221; the school secretary said. &#8220;Thank you and goodbye.&#8221;Mikky&#8217;s mom said. Mikky went down to eat  breakfast. When she sat down her brother was looking at her as if he saw a ghost. &#8220;Boo!&#8221; Mikky yelled to her brother. &#8220;Ahhhhh!&#8221; her brother screamed. He ran out the door with his backpack and went to school. Mikky fill her spoon with some cereal and milk and when she did, the cereal spilled all over her. Mikky was really hungry. So she just open her mouth and put her cereal in, one by one. Mikky wanted to cry but she didn&#8217;t because she wanted to look forward into what she could do now that she&#8217;s flat.  </span></font></font></span></p>
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<p><span><font size="5"><font size="3"><span>     After Mikky ate her breakfast she walked tp her backyard with her brother. They wanted to play a game of basketball but she could really dribble the ball becuase the ball bended her hand a lot. so her brother let her taravel with the ball. Mikky wasn&#8217;t having much fun so she just went inside the house. &#8220;RING! RING!&#8221; the phone rang. Mikky ran to the phone and greeted, &#8220;Hello, this is Mikky speaking.&#8221; &#8220;Oh hi Mikky! This is Jessica your couzin here in New York. Well it&#8217;s going to be my birthday soon and I was wondering if you could come over and spend a few days?&#8221; Angela answered.  &#8220;Really? I&#8217;ll ask my parents at dinner and I&#8217;ll call you back later but I&#8217;ve changed a little.&#8221;Mikky replied. &#8220;Alright call me back later! Bye!&#8221; Angela hung up the phone. Mikky went to the  <a href="http://www.qklinkserver.com/lm/rtl4.asp?si=20058&amp;k=dining%20table">dining table</a> and waited for dinner.</span></font></font></span></p>
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<p><span><font size="5"><font size="3"><span>    After a few minutes dinner was served by Mikky&#8217;s mom, mash potatoes and gravy. Everyone ate with spoons and forks but Mikky had to eat wirh a thin straw so the potatoes wont drip out of her flat mouth. &#8220;Umm, mom? Can I go to Angela&#8217;s in New York?&#8221; Mikky asked. &#8220;Sure why not. So what&#8217;s your plan?&#8221; Mikky&#8217;s mom replied. &#8220;Well I was thinking that since I&#8217;m suppose to be in the hospital becuase that&#8217;s what you told the school,  I was thinking you could mail me to her? It would be a lot cheaper than going on a plane.&#8221; Mikky protested. &#8220;I guess that, that could work out. And you can go to Angela&#8217;s, but only for a week! I better call her mom and tell her about the incidence. After dinnerMikky went upstairs and went to bed. </span></font></font></span></p>
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<p><span><font size="5"><font size="3"><span>   When Mikky woke up she was in a tropical island. It was like paradise. There were coconuts, pineapples and parrots. It was beautiful. The <a href="http://www.qklinkserver.com/lm/rtl4.asp?si=20058&amp;k=alarm%20clock">alarm clock</a> went off.  Mikky woke up and found out that she was just in a dream. She went downstairs to call Angela. She told her that she could go and she would get there this Saturday. WhenMikky got downstairs she saw her dad making a huge green envelope that she was suppose to fit in. Mikky smiled. After watching her dad make a huge envelope she went to the kitchen and grabbed pop tarts which she squished into littlecrums. Mikky was suprised she actually liked pop tarts squished into crums.  After Mikky ate she made a little card for Angela that she wanted to give to her with a friendship bracelet. Mikky&#8217;s day ended like always, dinner then straight to bed. </span></font></font></span></p>
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<p><span><font size="5"><font size="3"><span>    On the next day Mikky woke up a lot later than usual because she was excited about  going to New York tomorrow.  Mikky packed her clothes and thing&#8217;s she waned to show Angela too. After Mkiky was done packing she went downstars where she her dad mopping a huge stamp to the envelope. Then Mikky&#8217;s dad painted Angela&#8217;s adress on the envelope. Mikky went in the envelope to see if she could fit in and the envelope was just right size for her.  Mikky spent the rest of the day talking to Angela on the phone. After several hours Mikky got hungry and grabbed a snack. And do you know what it was? Crushed pop tarts! Her favorite. Mikky wanted to wake up early so she slept early too.</span></font></font></span></p>
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<p><span><font size="5"><font size="3"><span>    When Mkky woke up, her whole famly was already awake and her pop tarts were already on the table. She ate half of it and then saved half of it for the trip. She got all her belongings andpakced it in the envelope.  She got in the car with her mom and the envelope and went to the  <a href="http://www.qklinkserver.com/lm/rtl4.asp?si=20058&amp;k=post%20office">post office</a>. When they got there she went in the envelope and  the lady wieghed the envelope before she gave it to the UPS center.  While Mikky was waiting she took a little nao which then turned into a deep sleep. While she was sleeping men carried hundreds maybe even thousands of envelopes in the plane where the envelopes were going to be taken into the New York City post office.Mikky was waken up by a sudden bumb . She poked a little hole through envelope to see what was going on. She saw piles of envelopes. She still had to wait until morning when her friend would pick her up.Mikky was bored the whole time and all she did was eat and sleep. She couldn&#8217;t wait to get out of this envelope and use the bathroom. She tried not to wet her pants and she did fairly well. BeforeMikky knew it, it was already morning and Angela was waiting in line to pick her up. Then the lady picked the envelope up and gave to Angela. Angela&#8217;s mom helped tocary the envelope.  Then Mikky ripped the envelope and jumped out.  She didn&#8217;t even care about her pop tarts she just wanted to get out of that envelope and use the bathroom. After she finally took a long dump she with her friend in the car. Angela lived in a tall building. WhenMikky walked in she thought she was in a hotel but she was just in an ordinary family apartment. For the rest of the day, Angela showedMikky around the apartments. When the night ended she went to sleep in Angela&#8217;s room, on the floor with a sleeping bag. Mikky was falling in love with New York already. </span></font></font></span></p>
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<p><span><font size="5"><font size="3"><span>     When Mikky woke up it was about 9:00 a.m. As always Mikky was eating pop tarts. The way that Mikky was flat not a lot of people cared. They just had to look at her more than once, but Angela didn&#8217;t care because Mikky didn&#8217;t really change she just lost (a lot) some weight.  After they ate breakfst they changed there clothes because they wanted to explore New York on there own.  After they changed there clothes they went outside the apartment. AlreadyMikky was interested in New York because in every staircase the went through they  saw tons of gum! Pink gum, blue gum, hairy gum, hardend gum and that&#8217;s just the beginning. After looking at thousands of gum they went through some stores near by and bought some stuff. After that they were exhausted and they wanted to go home. When they got home they went straight to the couch. &#8220; 3 more days until my birthday! I can&#8217;t wait!&#8221; Angela yelled. &#8221;Me either!&#8221;Mikky replied.  They talked and ate dinner. After that they were exhausted and went right to sleep.                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                  When they woke up the next day, Angela asked her parents if they could go to the store and buy things for the party. They bought hats, balloons, party favors, and silly strings. &#8220;One more day until my birthday,&#8221; Angela chanted.  They fixed all the things for her party and then they ate dinner and went straight to bed. They  went to bed early to wake up extra early.  They dreamed of how the party would be and how much fun they were going to have. When they woke up they took there showers, brushed their teeth, and got dressed for the party. Angela&#8217;s cake washumongous. Pretty soon kids that Mikky didn&#8217;t know started coming for the party, before she knew it&#8230;.. </span></font></font></span></p>
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<p><span><font size="5"><font size="3"><span><font size="7"><span>To be continued</span></font></span></font></font></span></p>
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		<title>Amendments(^_^)</title>
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		<description><![CDATA[Question 1: I think that the Amendment that give the rights for
women to vote because men shouldn&#8217;t be the only people that
should  be able to vote. Women should be able to  vote too because
men aren&#8217;t the only people living in the U.S. and they have there own
opinions.
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			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Question 1: I think that the Amendment that give the rights for</p>
<p>women to vote because men shouldn&#8217;t be the only people that</p>
<p>should  be able to vote. Women should be able to  vote too because</p>
<p>men aren&#8217;t the only people living in the U.S. and they have there own</p>
<p>opinions.</p>
<p>Question 2: I would like to get rid of the Amendment that says</p>
<p>people aren&#8217;t allowed to drink because they already have an</p>
<p>Amendment that says to ignore that Amendment.</p>
<p>Question 3:  Right now I wouldn&#8217;t want to add an Ammendment</p>
<p>to the Constitution because  I don&#8217;t know a lot of things that</p>
<p>you need to know to be able to actually write an amendment.  And</p>
<p>I think that I&#8217;m way way way, to young!</p>
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		<title>Mary Tudor</title>
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		<description><![CDATA[Mary Tudor
(1516-1558)
By: Micole Canlas

 
   I am doing a biography on Mary Tudor but she is better known as Bloody Mary.  Mary was born at February  18, 1516. 
 Mary was a healthy baby. Her mother, Queen Katherine of Aragon was very proud of her baby but King Henry VIII, her 
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			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p class="MsoNormal" align="center"><span>Mary Tudor</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" align="center"><span>(1516-1558)</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" align="center"><span>By: Micole Canlas</span></p>
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<p class="MsoNormal"><span><span>   </span>I am doing a biography on Mary Tudor but she is better known as Bloody Mary.<span>  </span>Mary was born at </span><span>February  18, 1516</span><span>. </span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span><span> </span>Mary was a healthy baby. Her mother, Queen Katherine of </span><span>Aragon</span><span> was very proud of her baby but King Henry VIII, her </span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span>Father wasn’t.<span>  </span>Mary’s dad wanted a son because he wanted the Tudor family to keep the royal thrown.</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span> </span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span><span>   </span>Mary’s had great education. She was a very smart girl because she had a great amount of tutors that taught her</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span>many things that she needed to learn on her age.<span>  </span>She learned how to ride a horse, sew embroidery, and natural musical talents. Mary also learned French. She spoke French as if it was her natural language. </span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span> </span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span><span>   </span>By the time Mary was a teenager, Mary had six step<span>  </span>mothers. All of her step mothers hated her. Mary’s dad tried marrying as much women as he could because he wanted a son. Every time he almost got a son the baby would die after a few days. A lot of people believed that King Henry VIII never got a son because he committed adultery when he was married to Queen Katherine of Aragon, Mary’s mom.</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span> </span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span><span>   </span>Mary married Prince Philip Hapsburg of </span><span>Spain</span><span>. They were married in Winchester Cathedral on July 25.<span>  </span>Mary was older than Philip. Mary loved Philip very much and Philip couldn’t love Mary as much as he was loved. Many people didn’t like the idea that Mary married Philip because </span><span>England</span><span> was against </span><span>Spain</span><span>.</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span> </span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span><span>   </span>On March 1558 Mary knew it was near the end. She dreamt of having many children running around and giving her comfort. On November 1558 Mary died peacefully on her bed while she was asleep. Many people remembered her. She did not kill anybody, she was just a hated queen because she married a Spanish man.</span></p>
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		<title>Ahh It&#8217;s Bloody Mary!</title>
		<link>http://micole2007.learnerblogs.org/2007/02/27/ahh-its-bloody-mary/</link>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 27 Feb 2007 16:49:06 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[As you people might know I&#8217;m
researching Mary Tudor  A.K.A.
Bloody Mary. So if you find a good
site about Mary Tudor please comment them
to me.
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			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>As you people might know I&#8217;m</p>
<p>researching Mary Tudor  A.K.A.</p>
<p>Bloody Mary. So if you find a good</p>
<p>site about Mary Tudor please comment them</p>
<p>to me.</p>
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		<title>You make me so Nervous&#8230;</title>
		<link>http://micole2007.learnerblogs.org/2007/02/27/you-make-me-so-nervous/</link>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 27 Feb 2007 16:46:05 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Hey people&#8217;s! This is Micole Speaking. Ummm&#8230;.
Can you guys please comment me some sites
about The Human Nervous System:D
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			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Hey people&#8217;s! This is Micole Speaking. Ummm&#8230;.</p>
<p>Can you guys please comment me some sites</p>
<p>about The Human Nervous System:D</p>
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		<title>Welcome to Micole&#8217;s site</title>
		<link>http://micole2007.learnerblogs.org/2007/02/23/mary-tudor-links/</link>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 23 Feb 2007 19:55:12 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Welcome to my site.
take a look around and tell
me watcha think k?
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			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Welcome to my site.</p>
<p>take a look around and tell</p>
<p>me watcha think k?</p>
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		<title>If I were President</title>
		<link>http://micole2007.learnerblogs.org/2007/02/15/if-i-were-president/</link>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 15 Feb 2007 21:34:54 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[If I Were President…
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If I were president, one of the things I would do is, I wouldn’t send as much men and woman that are in the army to war. I think that it would be better that way so we aren’t going to risk lives of more people. I also think that it would [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p class="MsoNormal" align="center"><b>If I Were President…</b></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" align="center">&nbsp;</p>
<p class="MsoNormal">If I were president, one of the things I would do is, I wouldn’t send as much men and woman that are in the army to war. I think that it would be better that way so we aren’t going to risk lives of more people. I also think that it would also be better that way because the devastated families wouldn’t increase, I would rather it decrease. Many of the people in the army are dying and I would rather that they won’t.</p>
<p class="MsoNormal">&nbsp;</p>
<p class="MsoNormal">&nbsp;</p>
<p class="MsoNormal">Knowing that the gasoline prizes are getting higher each week or so I would lower the prize. The way gasoline stores wouldn’t run out of gasoline is that they should sell less gasoline for lower prizes. That would also reduce the risks of oil spills that kill a lot of animals. To me money that you use for gasoline is important but I think that the animals that get killed on every single oil spill are more important.</p>
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<p class="MsoNormal">&nbsp;</p>
<p class="MsoNormal">If I were president I would make every Friday, “Pizza Buffet Friday”. That would be great. I would also give all the people that work in the White house a break that night. It would be a big and awesome party. I would keep on have Pizza Buffet Friday until my employees and I get sick of it. Pizza rocks!</p>
<p class="MsoNormal">&nbsp;</p>
<p class="MsoNormal">&nbsp;</p>
<p class="MsoNormal">The best thing I would want in the white house is a chocolate fountain and a soda fountain. One in my room and another in the kitchen. I love chocolate and soda and I think that once in a while the people that work in the white house should take a break and have some fun.</p>
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