<?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-4771256983573780912</id><updated>2012-01-31T19:23:01.236-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Michelle's Class</title><subtitle type='html'>Many different students from our class will post to this blog.  We love comments!  Please don't correct our English; our teacher does that for us.  We want to hear what you think about our stories and learn about your own experiences as well.  If you comment, please tell us who you are and where you are from.  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After each ad, answer the questions on your own paper.  You DON'T need to understand everything in the ad.  Only watch each ad two times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Put on your headphones, then click on the middle of this TV screen and watch this Obama Ad.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/TaU3fjVAFbE&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/TaU3fjVAFbE&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are the questions:&lt;br /&gt;1. What or who do you see in this ad?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. How does it make you feel? (angry, hopeful, sad, . . .)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Choose one answer.  What is the main idea of this ad?&lt;br /&gt;   a. McCain is bad.&lt;br /&gt;   b. Obama will lower taxes.&lt;br /&gt;   c. We are one, united country.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ad #2.  Don't get confused, this is an Obama ad.  Hint: maverick means a person who makes their own choices.  If John McCain is a maverick, that means that he doesn't agree with Bush all the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/NBtbG5xjFBY&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/NBtbG5xjFBY&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are the questions:&lt;br /&gt;4. What or who do you see in this ad?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. How does it make you feel?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Choose one answer.  What is the main idea of this ad?&lt;br /&gt;   a. McCain is a maverick.&lt;br /&gt;   b. McCain is the same as George Bush.&lt;br /&gt;   C. Vote for John McCain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's ad #3.  This is an ad for John McCain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ISrjIe9s7LM&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ISrjIe9s7LM&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are the questions:&lt;br /&gt;7. What or who do you see in this ad?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. How does it make you feel?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Choose one answer.  What is the main idea of this ad?&lt;br /&gt;   a. Obama is a celebrity, he is famous.&lt;br /&gt;   b. Obama is a bad man.&lt;br /&gt;   c. Obama is not ready to be president.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's the last one.  #4.  This is also an ad for McCain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/et_3YCV9ceI&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/et_3YCV9ceI&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are the questions:&lt;br /&gt;10. What or who do you see in this ad?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. How does it make you feel?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Choose one answer.  What is the main idea of this ad?&lt;br /&gt;   a. Obama wants kindergarten children to learn about sex.&lt;br /&gt;   b. Obama likes education.&lt;br /&gt;   c. John McCain doesn't like Obama.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. For all the ads, do you believe all of them?  Why?  What makes you believe an ad or not believe an ad?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. Do you think Obama or McCain has better ads?  Why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stop Here.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4771256983573780912-7364559272813182020?l=michellesclass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://michellesclass.blogspot.com/feeds/7364559272813182020/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4771256983573780912&amp;postID=7364559272813182020' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4771256983573780912/posts/default/7364559272813182020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4771256983573780912/posts/default/7364559272813182020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michellesclass.blogspot.com/2008/10/election-tv-ads.html' title='Election TV ads'/><author><name>Michelle Fuller</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09877694279950956844</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-4771256983573780912.post-520765464742465771</id><published>2008-02-04T13:29:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-02-04T13:31:13.467-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>On Tuesday February 5th, if you are a citizen, you can vote for the Presidential candidate for your party.  What does that mean?  Right now, there are six main people who are trying to be President.  After everyone votes, there will only be two people left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you are a Democrat, you can choose either Hillary Clinton or Barack Obama.  If you are a Republican, you can choose Mitt Romney, John McCain, Mike Huckabee, or Ron Paul.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You need to know that the Democrats and Republicans will vote in different buildings.  The link at the bottom will show you a list of places to vote.  You need to choose the right place for the person you want to vote for.  Where I live, the Democrats will vote at the high school and the Republicans will vote at the junior high.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, you need to know that you can only vote between 6:30pm and 8pm on Tuesday Feb 5th.  Usually when we vote, you can go any time all day, but tomorrow is different.  Some websites will say that you can only vote after 7pm, but I think that this isn't true.  I think they changed the start time to 6:30pm but didn't change the information in every place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://caucusfinder.sos.state.mn.us/"&gt;Click here to find where to vote.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4771256983573780912-520765464742465771?l=michellesclass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://michellesclass.blogspot.com/feeds/520765464742465771/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4771256983573780912&amp;postID=520765464742465771' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4771256983573780912/posts/default/520765464742465771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4771256983573780912/posts/default/520765464742465771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michellesclass.blogspot.com/2008/02/on-tuesday-february-5th-if-you-are.html' title=''/><author><name>Michelle Fuller</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09877694279950956844</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-4771256983573780912.post-691213622239125702</id><published>2008-01-30T20:07:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-01-30T20:29:17.435-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>In my country it rains too much.  We have floods.  You should wear a raincoat and an umbrella. &lt;br /&gt;There is not too much cold.  In my country it is very hot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bee Lee&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4771256983573780912-691213622239125702?l=michellesclass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://michellesclass.blogspot.com/feeds/691213622239125702/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4771256983573780912&amp;postID=691213622239125702' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4771256983573780912/posts/default/691213622239125702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4771256983573780912/posts/default/691213622239125702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michellesclass.blogspot.com/2008/01/in-my-country-it-rains-too-much.html' title=''/><author><name>Student</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10965020489332670032</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-4771256983573780912.post-5898527760843701745</id><published>2008-01-30T20:05:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-01-30T20:50:11.344-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Oromia</title><content type='html'>In my country flood to much rain.  Sometimes the water is very big.  The water took people and horses, buildings and houses and many many things. When they have rain, camels and sheep got killed.  the children are afraid  go to school because the water is big, so they can't cross.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hamziya&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4771256983573780912-5898527760843701745?l=michellesclass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://michellesclass.blogspot.com/feeds/5898527760843701745/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4771256983573780912&amp;postID=5898527760843701745' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4771256983573780912/posts/default/5898527760843701745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4771256983573780912/posts/default/5898527760843701745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michellesclass.blogspot.com/2008/01/oromia.html' title='Oromia'/><author><name>Student</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10965020489332670032</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-4771256983573780912.post-3401944813847504897</id><published>2008-01-30T20:05:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2008-01-30T20:42:57.804-06:00</updated><title type='text'>sixto</title><content type='html'>In my country there was rained too much hurricanes mud slide and too many people die.  There was need help for construction a new home and food.  My country is Mexico.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4771256983573780912-3401944813847504897?l=michellesclass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://michellesclass.blogspot.com/feeds/3401944813847504897/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4771256983573780912&amp;postID=3401944813847504897' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4771256983573780912/posts/default/3401944813847504897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4771256983573780912/posts/default/3401944813847504897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michellesclass.blogspot.com/2008/01/sixto.html' title='sixto'/><author><name>Student</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10965020489332670032</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-4771256983573780912.post-3123663846326502542</id><published>2008-01-30T20:05:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-01-30T20:27:40.057-06:00</updated><title type='text'>mai</title><content type='html'>Two years ago, there was a very bad storm.  And too much rains that night.  I woke at 5:oo in the morning with no power.  So I couldn't open my garage.  Then I went to open the door.  A very big tree fell down on my front door.  I couldn't get to work that day.  At 6:30 my lead called me and I said I can't get my car out.  So they sent my friend to bring me to woke that day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4771256983573780912-3123663846326502542?l=michellesclass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://michellesclass.blogspot.com/feeds/3123663846326502542/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4771256983573780912&amp;postID=3123663846326502542' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4771256983573780912/posts/default/3123663846326502542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4771256983573780912/posts/default/3123663846326502542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michellesclass.blogspot.com/2008/01/mai.html' title='mai'/><author><name>Student</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10965020489332670032</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-4771256983573780912.post-6777587554370169115</id><published>2008-01-30T20:04:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2008-01-30T20:40:44.537-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Laos</title><content type='html'>My Country has too much rain and a lot storms.  The land and the houses are mud slide.  In my country  in  July and Aug there is too much rain.  Alot  of water comes from the river.  The water floods.  We can not go anywhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teng  xiong  Lee&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4771256983573780912-6777587554370169115?l=michellesclass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://michellesclass.blogspot.com/feeds/6777587554370169115/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4771256983573780912&amp;postID=6777587554370169115' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4771256983573780912/posts/default/6777587554370169115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4771256983573780912/posts/default/6777587554370169115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michellesclass.blogspot.com/2008/01/laos.html' title='Laos'/><author><name>Student</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10965020489332670032</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-4771256983573780912.post-896022278585963646</id><published>2008-01-30T20:04:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-01-30T20:46:57.131-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;LAOS&lt;/span&gt;.  .&lt;br /&gt;    The  bad weather,  in my country  there was too much rain. In the high land they had mud slide and the flat land had flood. So majority of the people are farmers.    Rice field may flood.&lt;br /&gt;   The people 99%  did not like bad weather.   Because they are poor every year when have bad weather.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                              &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#006600;"&gt;D&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;e&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;n&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;g&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4771256983573780912-896022278585963646?l=michellesclass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://michellesclass.blogspot.com/feeds/896022278585963646/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4771256983573780912&amp;postID=896022278585963646' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4771256983573780912/posts/default/896022278585963646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4771256983573780912/posts/default/896022278585963646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michellesclass.blogspot.com/2008/01/laos_30.html' title=''/><author><name>Student</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10965020489332670032</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-4771256983573780912.post-1975103617437180187</id><published>2008-01-30T20:03:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-01-30T20:45:37.721-06:00</updated><title type='text'>flood</title><content type='html'>My first country is Laos.  In 1998 in my village, there was too much rain.  It rained many many days.  There was a river across my village and bridges.  It rained,the wind blew and like storms.  One day I woke up in the morning cook breakfast, I heard somebody yell and run in to the river.  I went to look at the people and I said what happened? They said flood, go look at the river.  It was too big and it didn't see the bridge.  I ran to the river.  The animal and my rice in the field it dead.  Some people in the farm were dead.  People in my village rode in the boat to help people in the other village and some one who in the farm.  That time in my village very bad weather in all my life.  We didn't have any food to eat.  We made the corn to eat for rice.  After that the other country sent us the rice and gave the food for us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Va Vang&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4771256983573780912-1975103617437180187?l=michellesclass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://michellesclass.blogspot.com/feeds/1975103617437180187/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4771256983573780912&amp;postID=1975103617437180187' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4771256983573780912/posts/default/1975103617437180187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4771256983573780912/posts/default/1975103617437180187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michellesclass.blogspot.com/2008/01/flood.html' title='flood'/><author><name>Student</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10965020489332670032</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-4771256983573780912.post-8303201274219348836</id><published>2008-01-30T20:03:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2008-01-30T20:32:33.844-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Lourdes Torres&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In my country I live in Acapulco Gro. state of Mexico.  Sometimes when there is Hurricane my family does not buy groceries for many days. Only we have beans, sugar, salt, rice. The weather was bad. It rained for many days. The river was big. We did not cross the river to buy food. Or something.  We needed to let the hurricane pass and the river slow down.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4771256983573780912-8303201274219348836?l=michellesclass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://michellesclass.blogspot.com/feeds/8303201274219348836/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4771256983573780912&amp;postID=8303201274219348836' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4771256983573780912/posts/default/8303201274219348836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4771256983573780912/posts/default/8303201274219348836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michellesclass.blogspot.com/2008/01/lourdes-torres-in-my-country-i-live-in.html' title=''/><author><name>Student</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10965020489332670032</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-4771256983573780912.post-3897950569716841540</id><published>2008-01-30T20:03:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-01-30T20:30:49.814-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Thailand</title><content type='html'>I stay in my country hot and warm.&lt;br /&gt;I know good or bad.&lt;br /&gt; In my country sometime very hot and sometime warm.&lt;br /&gt;My country not cold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Chao Thao.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4771256983573780912-3897950569716841540?l=michellesclass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://michellesclass.blogspot.com/feeds/3897950569716841540/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4771256983573780912&amp;postID=3897950569716841540' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4771256983573780912/posts/default/3897950569716841540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4771256983573780912/posts/default/3897950569716841540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michellesclass.blogspot.com/2008/01/thailand.html' title='Thailand'/><author><name>Student</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10965020489332670032</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-4771256983573780912.post-3214407606885848565</id><published>2008-01-30T20:02:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2008-01-30T20:15:37.182-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Earthquake</title><content type='html'>In Laos, they don't have a big earthquake, but they have a small earthquake.  In one day an earthquake in my village, made my cousin's house fell down and his wife was stuck inside the house. One side of their wall also fell down and hit her legs so one side of her leg was broken. They had to send her to the hospital. But right now she is o.k.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kelly&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4771256983573780912-3214407606885848565?l=michellesclass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://michellesclass.blogspot.com/feeds/3214407606885848565/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4771256983573780912&amp;postID=3214407606885848565' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4771256983573780912/posts/default/3214407606885848565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4771256983573780912/posts/default/3214407606885848565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michellesclass.blogspot.com/2008/01/earthquake.html' title='Earthquake'/><author><name>Student</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10965020489332670032</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-4771256983573780912.post-3799481952533552926</id><published>2008-01-30T20:02:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-01-30T20:38:51.151-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Bogota-Colombia.</title><content type='html'>In Colombia Bogota, someday the weather is very cold.  In my city there are too many tornadoes, sometimes earthquakes.  In my city houses fall down, because the Bogota River side floods.  In the month of September it rains a lot.  It is a severe torment, with extremely violent forescast fall down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fronny&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4771256983573780912-3799481952533552926?l=michellesclass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://michellesclass.blogspot.com/feeds/3799481952533552926/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4771256983573780912&amp;postID=3799481952533552926' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4771256983573780912/posts/default/3799481952533552926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4771256983573780912/posts/default/3799481952533552926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michellesclass.blogspot.com/2008/01/bogota-colombia.html' title='Bogota-Colombia.'/><author><name>Student</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10965020489332670032</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-4771256983573780912.post-1604687480076779368</id><published>2008-01-30T20:02:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-01-30T20:37:34.185-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Nhudoan</title><content type='html'>Viet Nam is my first country. In my country, there is a lot of rain but it was not cold so much.  Sometimes we have a flood, storm and earthquake.  If it  rains too much, somebody live near by  big river, they have to move to higher ground to be safer.  If you want to go out when it rains, you have to wear rain coat, if you don't do that, you will get wet.  Because almost all Vietnamese ride motorcyles. In my country there are some of foreigners ride motorcycles, too.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4771256983573780912-1604687480076779368?l=michellesclass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://michellesclass.blogspot.com/feeds/1604687480076779368/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4771256983573780912&amp;postID=1604687480076779368' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4771256983573780912/posts/default/1604687480076779368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4771256983573780912/posts/default/1604687480076779368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michellesclass.blogspot.com/2008/01/nhudoan.html' title='Nhudoan'/><author><name>Student</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10965020489332670032</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-4771256983573780912.post-7017008912222369378</id><published>2008-01-30T20:02:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2008-01-30T20:41:01.539-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Colombia</title><content type='html'>Some day in my country the weather is cold.  Sometimes it was hot and humid.  I like&lt;br /&gt;my country.   Every day is beautiful.  Also it has big rivers and some  lakes.   Another city my sister lived in had warm weather.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yolanda...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4771256983573780912-7017008912222369378?l=michellesclass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://michellesclass.blogspot.com/feeds/7017008912222369378/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4771256983573780912&amp;postID=7017008912222369378' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4771256983573780912/posts/default/7017008912222369378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4771256983573780912/posts/default/7017008912222369378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michellesclass.blogspot.com/2008/01/colombia.html' title='Colombia'/><author><name>Student</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10965020489332670032</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-4771256983573780912.post-8868959704642517122</id><published>2008-01-09T10:47:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-01-09T10:52:10.710-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Listening practice about snow</title><content type='html'>Good evening my students! Click on the word listen below.  Then you will click OK and today's listening will begin to play for you.  You can listen as many times as you like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.publicradio.org/tools/media/player/news/features/2007/02/28_wurzer_snow" target="_new"&gt;Listen&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4771256983573780912-8868959704642517122?l=michellesclass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://michellesclass.blogspot.com/feeds/8868959704642517122/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4771256983573780912&amp;postID=8868959704642517122' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4771256983573780912/posts/default/8868959704642517122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4771256983573780912/posts/default/8868959704642517122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michellesclass.blogspot.com/2008/01/listening-practice-about-snow.html' title='Listening practice about snow'/><author><name>Michelle Fuller</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09877694279950956844</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-4771256983573780912.post-6701381159027411300</id><published>2007-12-03T20:02:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-12-03T20:29:04.106-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Paco's country (The empire's of Incas)</title><content type='html'>My country is Peru. It make 500 years aproximately the name's of Peru was Tahuantinsuyo, an Empire with 12 million of poblation. In this time Peru was near all South America, except Brazil. The city capital of Tahuantinsuyo was Cusco, that's meen "navel of the world". The Inca was name of leader or king. He was sun's son. Until end Empire, in the 17th century, there was 14 Incas. The last Inca was Atahualpa and he was daided for the Spanish warriors. Near the city of Cusco there are Machupicchu, a city of rocks. In this year 2007 Machupicchu was declared 7th Wonder of World. Is a good place for tourism of adventure.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4771256983573780912-6701381159027411300?l=michellesclass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://michellesclass.blogspot.com/feeds/6701381159027411300/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4771256983573780912&amp;postID=6701381159027411300' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4771256983573780912/posts/default/6701381159027411300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4771256983573780912/posts/default/6701381159027411300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michellesclass.blogspot.com/2007/12/pacos-country-empires-of-incas.html' title='Paco&apos;s country (The empire&apos;s of Incas)'/><author><name>Student</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10965020489332670032</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>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4771256983573780912.post-895301112689093713</id><published>2007-12-03T19:59:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-12-03T20:19:18.057-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My friend had a very bad car accident.  Her car was damaged and she  survived.  The ambulance took her to the hospital.  She stayed one night in the hospital.  When she came back home her back hurt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teng x lee&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4771256983573780912-895301112689093713?l=michellesclass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://michellesclass.blogspot.com/feeds/895301112689093713/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4771256983573780912&amp;postID=895301112689093713' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4771256983573780912/posts/default/895301112689093713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4771256983573780912/posts/default/895301112689093713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michellesclass.blogspot.com/2007/12/my-friend-had-very-bad-car-accident.html' title=''/><author><name>Student</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10965020489332670032</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-4771256983573780912.post-8185046434764124886</id><published>2007-12-03T19:57:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-12-03T20:46:46.707-06:00</updated><title type='text'>sixto</title><content type='html'>My name is Sixto.  Two week ago I went to the doctor.  I was sick.  I had a Cough.  She gave a medicine.  I drank the medicine.  I felt much better.  My wife is sick too.  She went to the doctor too.  She drank medicine.  She felt much better.  Three week ago I went to the doctor because I had another problem. I was my red eyes when I pay soccer. the ball got on my eyes I didn't see very good.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4771256983573780912-8185046434764124886?l=michellesclass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://michellesclass.blogspot.com/feeds/8185046434764124886/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4771256983573780912&amp;postID=8185046434764124886' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4771256983573780912/posts/default/8185046434764124886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4771256983573780912/posts/default/8185046434764124886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michellesclass.blogspot.com/2007/12/sixto.html' title='sixto'/><author><name>Student</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10965020489332670032</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-4771256983573780912.post-2087307642204369553</id><published>2007-12-03T19:55:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2007-12-03T20:29:40.770-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Irma Garcia</title><content type='html'>I was born in Mexico, but I grew up in Guadalajara, jal.   When I was young, I lived with my parents. I was always happy.  One of my earliest memory is of when I was playing soccer with a broken foot. My most memorable teacher was Carmelita from the first grade. I remember her because she was a good teacher. The same with my teacher Michelle Fuller. I am happy because my husband does not have prostatic cancer, and I feel very happy for my new granddaughter.  Her name is Daphne Camille.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4771256983573780912-2087307642204369553?l=michellesclass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://michellesclass.blogspot.com/feeds/2087307642204369553/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4771256983573780912&amp;postID=2087307642204369553' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4771256983573780912/posts/default/2087307642204369553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4771256983573780912/posts/default/2087307642204369553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michellesclass.blogspot.com/2007/12/irma-garcia.html' title='Irma Garcia'/><author><name>Student</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10965020489332670032</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-4771256983573780912.post-3480451088392218391</id><published>2007-12-03T19:55:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2007-12-03T20:47:22.692-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Friend hurt .</title><content type='html'>A couple  weeks  ago, I went to hospital visit a friend, her leg had broken ,she left hospital last week.Now she better,she can go around her home. She is happy and we are also happing with her too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Nissaria.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4771256983573780912-3480451088392218391?l=michellesclass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://michellesclass.blogspot.com/feeds/3480451088392218391/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4771256983573780912&amp;postID=3480451088392218391' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4771256983573780912/posts/default/3480451088392218391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4771256983573780912/posts/default/3480451088392218391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michellesclass.blogspot.com/2007/12/friend-hurt.html' title='Friend hurt .'/><author><name>Student</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10965020489332670032</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-4771256983573780912.post-1727741131728371665</id><published>2007-12-03T19:55:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2007-12-03T20:38:38.806-06:00</updated><title type='text'>LEOPOLDO</title><content type='html'>ok my brother said Leo if you dont like Miami come to visit Minnesota, here is it good in you cant wing 10,00 dollar, so me l think, because it's too long, in I take 2 week think about that, so my girlfriend said Leo I think this is better  so ok I say ok maybe you all right, after I question to my sister, she said Leo I think you have go to Minnesota but I cant.  But me, I cant because l have three children and my husband so you can visit and you can tell me about that.  So I say ok maybe you are right, before I think if I dont get that in the map, so I say ok I got go to Minnesota and drive my car.  So I called my brother, and he said, Leo you take 24 hours to come here.  I said ok.  I drove and called my brother.  I didn't take 48 hours to come here and I got that.  I saw Minnesota.  Wow it was wonderful.  I liked it so much.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4771256983573780912-1727741131728371665?l=michellesclass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://michellesclass.blogspot.com/feeds/1727741131728371665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4771256983573780912&amp;postID=1727741131728371665' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4771256983573780912/posts/default/1727741131728371665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4771256983573780912/posts/default/1727741131728371665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michellesclass.blogspot.com/2007/12/leopoldo.html' title='LEOPOLDO'/><author><name>Student</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10965020489332670032</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>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4771256983573780912.post-555001921152473151</id><published>2007-12-03T19:55:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2007-12-03T20:11:23.199-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Jose Monroy</title><content type='html'>In the hospital a doctor prescribed medicine to control prostatic and practiced one biopsy.  The medicine helped my stomachache and headache.  The Doctor prescribed vitamins.  The medicine from the pharmacy expired.  Now Doctor give my  good news, not prostatic cancer. My wife is very very happy and my teacher Michelle Fuller, my son Carlos and Jose Luis, and all my friends.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4771256983573780912-555001921152473151?l=michellesclass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://michellesclass.blogspot.com/feeds/555001921152473151/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4771256983573780912&amp;postID=555001921152473151' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4771256983573780912/posts/default/555001921152473151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4771256983573780912/posts/default/555001921152473151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michellesclass.blogspot.com/2007/12/jose-monroy.html' title='Jose Monroy'/><author><name>Student</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10965020489332670032</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-4771256983573780912.post-2333542436020531419</id><published>2007-12-03T19:55:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-12-03T20:43:13.646-06:00</updated><title type='text'>heallth care</title><content type='html'>Last Monday, my sister and me went to the pharmacy.  She dropped me off at the pharmacy because I had homework for the same day, about the health care . When we got to pharmacy I went to ask the question to the pharmacist, Which medicine is better for flu?  When you feel bad of throat.  She recommend Theraflu, so she said you have drink medicine before you go to the bed.  If you finish the medicine then you felt better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lucy zambrano&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4771256983573780912-2333542436020531419?l=michellesclass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://michellesclass.blogspot.com/feeds/2333542436020531419/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4771256983573780912&amp;postID=2333542436020531419' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4771256983573780912/posts/default/2333542436020531419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4771256983573780912/posts/default/2333542436020531419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michellesclass.blogspot.com/2007/12/heallth-care.html' title='heallth care'/><author><name>Student</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10965020489332670032</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-4771256983573780912.post-9112989637489340323</id><published>2007-12-03T19:54:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-12-03T20:45:47.742-06:00</updated><title type='text'>xiong</title><content type='html'>Two day ago my sister went to work, she has a car accident on the road traffic, from  the old man droveto fast on the traffic, one guy have to call 911 to for help . The ambulance can to to take  she go to the hospital, she's neek hurt,  she has to  live at the hospital 24hrs  all my family went to visit she at the hospital 24hrs, my mom to angry for the old man . But my dad, he doesn't say any thing. Yesterday she went home , dorter gave her medicine to take home and dorter said mybe cupple week she can go to work . But to day she get to better.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4771256983573780912-9112989637489340323?l=michellesclass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://michellesclass.blogspot.com/feeds/9112989637489340323/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4771256983573780912&amp;postID=9112989637489340323' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4771256983573780912/posts/default/9112989637489340323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4771256983573780912/posts/default/9112989637489340323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michellesclass.blogspot.com/2007/12/xiong.html' title='xiong'/><author><name>Student</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10965020489332670032</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-4771256983573780912.post-3487342420319892243</id><published>2007-12-03T19:53:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-12-03T20:26:27.146-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Heart Disease</title><content type='html'>Two weeks ago, my friend had a heart surgery, because  she got heart&lt;br /&gt;disease from her father.  And right now she got a new heart, and she feels much better.  Now she looks stronger. Her parents are very happy that she came back home.  She is my best friend, so I am also happy for her. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nhu Doan&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4771256983573780912-3487342420319892243?l=michellesclass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://michellesclass.blogspot.com/feeds/3487342420319892243/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4771256983573780912&amp;postID=3487342420319892243' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4771256983573780912/posts/default/3487342420319892243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4771256983573780912/posts/default/3487342420319892243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michellesclass.blogspot.com/2007/12/heart-disease.html' title='Heart Disease'/><author><name>Student</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10965020489332670032</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-4771256983573780912.post-7325535303346527005</id><published>2007-12-03T19:52:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-12-03T20:43:04.074-06:00</updated><title type='text'>MAYRA LOPEZ</title><content type='html'>I was sick at the hospital last year nov 09-06.  I was 12 days in a coma. I left the hospital on nov24 at 2 ;00pm.  All my body was weak, and I learned to walk again like a baby. It was a bad experience for me.  But I told God, thank you, because he give me another opportunity to live and do more better things in this life.  It is very sad when you don't know how to do your things because you feel sick; but I have  a wonderful mom who helped me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4771256983573780912-7325535303346527005?l=michellesclass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://michellesclass.blogspot.com/feeds/7325535303346527005/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4771256983573780912&amp;postID=7325535303346527005' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4771256983573780912/posts/default/7325535303346527005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4771256983573780912/posts/default/7325535303346527005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michellesclass.blogspot.com/2007/12/mayra-lopez.html' title='MAYRA LOPEZ'/><author><name>Student</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10965020489332670032</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-4771256983573780912.post-948343292051478706</id><published>2007-12-03T19:51:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2007-12-03T20:22:02.442-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Helping</title><content type='html'>Last week my co-worker cut his finger on the machine.  He asked me to help him to put a&lt;br /&gt;bandage on his finger. I got help him to put bandage on his finger to stop the bleeding from his finger. After that his finger also stopped bleeding too. And right now we are glad that his finger is already healed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kelly Thao&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4771256983573780912-948343292051478706?l=michellesclass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://michellesclass.blogspot.com/feeds/948343292051478706/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4771256983573780912&amp;postID=948343292051478706' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4771256983573780912/posts/default/948343292051478706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4771256983573780912/posts/default/948343292051478706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michellesclass.blogspot.com/2007/12/helping.html' title='Helping'/><author><name>Student</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10965020489332670032</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-4771256983573780912.post-258244422485254529</id><published>2007-12-03T19:51:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2007-12-03T20:13:52.755-06:00</updated><title type='text'>An accident</title><content type='html'>I have a friend.  Her name is Mai Doua Yang.  She had an accident on the snow with her car.  She can`t came.  She called her husband and called the big truck to tow her car.  When she arrived at work I saw her face was very different.  Her and her jeans were wet and she looked very weak, but nothing happened to her.  She had to fix her car.  Now she is scared to drive fast on the snow.  She alway watch TV new about weather.  When snow is comming she has to wake up early and drive slow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Va Vang&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4771256983573780912-258244422485254529?l=michellesclass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://michellesclass.blogspot.com/feeds/258244422485254529/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4771256983573780912&amp;postID=258244422485254529' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4771256983573780912/posts/default/258244422485254529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4771256983573780912/posts/default/258244422485254529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michellesclass.blogspot.com/2007/12/accident.html' title='An accident'/><author><name>Student</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10965020489332670032</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-4771256983573780912.post-4298594632602097410</id><published>2007-12-03T19:51:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2007-12-03T20:01:35.718-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Paco's accident in Peru</title><content type='html'>The last year I went to the sauna. In the restroom I had an accident. I supported my body on the sink and it broke. In consequence I fell on the pieces of sink and cut my back's skin. Inmediately I disinfected the cut with oxygen water liquid. Then went to the doctor and he gave me an injection for the tetanus shot and give me prescription capsules of antibiotics.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4771256983573780912-4298594632602097410?l=michellesclass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://michellesclass.blogspot.com/feeds/4298594632602097410/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4771256983573780912&amp;postID=4298594632602097410' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4771256983573780912/posts/default/4298594632602097410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4771256983573780912/posts/default/4298594632602097410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michellesclass.blogspot.com/2007/12/pacos-accident-in-peru.html' title='Paco&apos;s accident in Peru'/><author><name>Student</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10965020489332670032</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-4771256983573780912.post-4670798407144809131</id><published>2007-12-03T19:51:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-12-03T20:15:48.425-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Mai</title><content type='html'>I have a sister.  She is nine years old.  Last summer she opened the window upstairs in the bedroom.  She jumped up and down on the bed.  So she fell out of the  window to the back yard.&lt;br /&gt; Then she broke her leg and she went to the hospital. After that she had to stay home for three weeks.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4771256983573780912-4670798407144809131?l=michellesclass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://michellesclass.blogspot.com/feeds/4670798407144809131/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4771256983573780912&amp;postID=4670798407144809131' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4771256983573780912/posts/default/4670798407144809131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4771256983573780912/posts/default/4670798407144809131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michellesclass.blogspot.com/2007/12/mai.html' title='Mai'/><author><name>Student</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10965020489332670032</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-4771256983573780912.post-3551963910151467357</id><published>2007-12-03T19:50:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-12-03T21:24:37.115-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Kalila Thao</title><content type='html'>Yesterday I go to shopping my husband buy shoe for me.  I say oh thank you, his very nice guy and he said again.  what do you need something I say no. 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