<?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-4834619754999559866</id><updated>2011-07-07T23:37:42.928-07:00</updated><category term='ELA'/><title type='text'>Yudelmys's Blog :  )</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yudelmys802.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4834619754999559866/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yudelmys802.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Yudelmys</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04699660053110937882</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>35</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4834619754999559866.post-3709687449354253491</id><published>2009-06-08T07:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-08T07:32:38.830-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ELA'/><title type='text'>A Filmmaker's Reflection</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0o1PqDPOTk4/Si0dNN7FivI/AAAAAAAAABs/w60FhcHKbUY/s1600-h/film-reel.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 256px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0o1PqDPOTk4/Si0dNN7FivI/AAAAAAAAABs/w60FhcHKbUY/s320/film-reel.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344960445671639794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;What I learned about documentaries is that they actually show you a message or a story, before I used to think that a documentary was like to play some kind of movie and just make it all up, but now I have learned that a documentary is good for like learning different kinds of stuff that goes on in the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In my documentary group we are working on showing people the damage garbage does to the earth and how recycling can do a big change and also keep it safe and clean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope I persuade people in a way that will make them change their mind and take action!  because if we want to make a change  we all have to become one and to action.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When people watch my documentary and my site I want them to feel the same &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;knowledge I&lt;/span&gt; had after working so hard on the documentary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think any kid can inspire to change the world because no matter how old or big they are they have the right and power to make a change and inspire others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;                                                                                         &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4834619754999559866-3709687449354253491?l=yudelmys802.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yudelmys802.blogspot.com/feeds/3709687449354253491/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4834619754999559866&amp;postID=3709687449354253491' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4834619754999559866/posts/default/3709687449354253491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4834619754999559866/posts/default/3709687449354253491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yudelmys802.blogspot.com/2009/06/filmmakers-reflection.html' title='A Filmmaker&apos;s Reflection'/><author><name>Yudelmys</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04699660053110937882</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0o1PqDPOTk4/Si0dNN7FivI/AAAAAAAAABs/w60FhcHKbUY/s72-c/film-reel.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4834619754999559866.post-58164799882100980</id><published>2009-05-08T06:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-08T06:49:07.117-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ELA'/><title type='text'>Thesis of my documentary</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0o1PqDPOTk4/SgQ3625FXnI/AAAAAAAAABk/cd1WhDymJ3M/s1600-h/great-pacific-garbage-patch-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 231px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0o1PqDPOTk4/SgQ3625FXnI/AAAAAAAAABk/cd1WhDymJ3M/s320/great-pacific-garbage-patch-2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333449343020392050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The social  issue i am  addressing is  how  the garbage  we throw on the floor affect most animals,  The message is that if we throw garbage on the floor outside  any animal that passes by  and eats out of it after it been there for a long time and the animal gets sick and probably dies.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4834619754999559866-58164799882100980?l=yudelmys802.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yudelmys802.blogspot.com/feeds/58164799882100980/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4834619754999559866&amp;postID=58164799882100980' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4834619754999559866/posts/default/58164799882100980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4834619754999559866/posts/default/58164799882100980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yudelmys802.blogspot.com/2009/05/thesis-of-my-documentary.html' title='Thesis of my documentary'/><author><name>Yudelmys</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04699660053110937882</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0o1PqDPOTk4/SgQ3625FXnI/AAAAAAAAABk/cd1WhDymJ3M/s72-c/great-pacific-garbage-patch-2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4834619754999559866.post-6532555339345489958</id><published>2009-04-27T07:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-27T07:21:00.177-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ELA'/><title type='text'>Introoduction to documentarys</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;        I think that to make this documentary they had to get the actors, and think about where the setting was gonna be. The work that was put in this media was acting, and great speaking.&lt;br /&gt;     Some ingredients or elements that I noticed were used in this documentary was the music was kinda scary at first and it changed to sad when he was about to commit suicide. Also that the color changed through the way of his feelings.&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;br /&gt;My favorite part was when they added color, because that made it seemed like if you could tell what his emotion for the whole media was.&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;br /&gt; If i were to make this media what i would do differently is like i get better actors that make it seem real and not too much of an exaggeration.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      My response is differently because this was convincing but in a exaggerated way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4834619754999559866-6532555339345489958?l=yudelmys802.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yudelmys802.blogspot.com/feeds/6532555339345489958/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4834619754999559866&amp;postID=6532555339345489958' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4834619754999559866/posts/default/6532555339345489958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4834619754999559866/posts/default/6532555339345489958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yudelmys802.blogspot.com/2009/04/introoduction-to-documentarys.html' title='Introoduction to documentarys'/><author><name>Yudelmys</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04699660053110937882</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-4834619754999559866.post-5031529118273992162</id><published>2009-04-22T08:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-22T08:59:23.579-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ELA'/><title type='text'>book  club critic</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=";font-family:times new roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;The book called Anne Frank  is about a girl that spent the rest of her life  in a attic, and always has her diary that she calls &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"kitty"&lt;/span&gt; and always has it with her and writes about what happened in her daily life. When she was 13 years old the nazis  went to Holland  and she saw awful things happen to her friends and people, which was a bad thing for her and she always had to be hidden from them for something bad not to  happen to her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can connect this book to the book about the "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;atomic bomb"  &lt;/span&gt;that i read with ms.johns, because it's kind of the same situation but tome it's worst than Anne Frank's.  I can also connect Anne Frank to some teenagers from every where in the world because teenagers are sometimes acting all sneaky to go to parties and getting grounded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think that the most boring part of the book was when she was describing the house, i know it's helpful to the reader to know how the house look, but she described the WHOLE house in such  a boring way like for example she could've say "the bathroom,where everyday STINKS" instead of "the white bathroom, which has this kind of curtains..wood floor...ect" because it's teens who are reading it and most teens like at least something to laugh about.  My reaction of when i read this part of the book was like "wow!" i read about four pages just of her house, and all she tells me is the type of stuff.&lt;br /&gt;I think you may like to read the book to learn how she died which was really awful, but in my own opinion i would say a teenager shouldn't read it because they will say it's BORING.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The part that was unbelievable was how  she died and she was fourteen. I know people can die at any age but she was so young and that is sometime that i don't see everyday or read about everyday, and it's  also  sad cause her life was really sad and then she died so young when there were still so much to discover.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:times new roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4834619754999559866-5031529118273992162?l=yudelmys802.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yudelmys802.blogspot.com/feeds/5031529118273992162/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4834619754999559866&amp;postID=5031529118273992162' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4834619754999559866/posts/default/5031529118273992162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4834619754999559866/posts/default/5031529118273992162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yudelmys802.blogspot.com/2009/04/book-club-critic.html' title='book  club critic'/><author><name>Yudelmys</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04699660053110937882</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-4834619754999559866.post-6121575866695945436</id><published>2009-04-20T11:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-20T11:59:34.877-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ELA'/><title type='text'>Book club reading response menu</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;If i were to spend a the day with a character from the book Anne Frank is Anne because from her i think i can get more experience because she was  kind of my age when she wrote her diary, and also died. I would like the day to be like a spring weather and have a all the flowers bloomed. If i visited Anne's world i think it would be different if she visited mine because right now we don't have people like the Nazis (that wants to kill Jewish families.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If i could ask Anne something it would be like "how could you stand to watch people kill others in front of you?" and things like that because one day i can have a smilier happening to me and by what she tells me i can do the same and not be affected well try not to be affected by what can happens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4834619754999559866-6121575866695945436?l=yudelmys802.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yudelmys802.blogspot.com/feeds/6121575866695945436/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4834619754999559866&amp;postID=6121575866695945436' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4834619754999559866/posts/default/6121575866695945436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4834619754999559866/posts/default/6121575866695945436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yudelmys802.blogspot.com/2009/04/book-club-reading-response-menu.html' title='Book club reading response menu'/><author><name>Yudelmys</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04699660053110937882</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-4834619754999559866.post-8000420541422191948</id><published>2009-04-02T07:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-02T08:01:58.852-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ELA'/><title type='text'>character's chnges</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: times new roman; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;these characters endure social pressures that we see in our own lives, because maybe a person can be hiding after someone  because they are gonna get killed or maybe also because they are not the person who don't like to fight, so they hide from a specific person.What i think we can learn from their decisions and experiences is that you can have a normal life like always but when you see that person you can be able to hide.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: times new roman; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4834619754999559866-8000420541422191948?l=yudelmys802.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yudelmys802.blogspot.com/feeds/8000420541422191948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4834619754999559866&amp;postID=8000420541422191948' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4834619754999559866/posts/default/8000420541422191948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4834619754999559866/posts/default/8000420541422191948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yudelmys802.blogspot.com/2009/04/characters-chnges.html' title='character&apos;s chnges'/><author><name>Yudelmys</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04699660053110937882</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-4834619754999559866.post-6623727704726926713</id><published>2009-03-30T07:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-30T07:50:07.999-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ELA'/><title type='text'>Book club authors voice</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt; if my book had a "voice",i would describe it as a innocent voice,and if i had a celebrity to read the book to me it would be Maltida,cause she has that innocent voice were you can understand anything she says nice and clear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4834619754999559866-6623727704726926713?l=yudelmys802.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yudelmys802.blogspot.com/feeds/6623727704726926713/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4834619754999559866&amp;postID=6623727704726926713' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4834619754999559866/posts/default/6623727704726926713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4834619754999559866/posts/default/6623727704726926713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yudelmys802.blogspot.com/2009/03/book-club-authors-voice.html' title='Book club authors voice'/><author><name>Yudelmys</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04699660053110937882</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-4834619754999559866.post-6217382394261067174</id><published>2009-03-26T07:29:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-26T07:29:47.938-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ELA'/><title type='text'>short story indroduction</title><content type='html'>Danny jolted awake and his breathe was really heavy as if he was running as fast as he can without stopping, He turned his head to the clock and it was 4:43 A.M from what he saw.  He saw his younger sister Lisa awake and he found it surprising  she was awake at that time, "What are you doing awake at this time Lisa !?"Danny said in a shocked voice.&lt;br /&gt;" Well... I couldn't  Sleep thinking about Jeffrey" Lisa said sadly.&lt;br /&gt;"Why are you so into this guy... He's not even worth it" said Danny.&lt;br /&gt;" That's what you think! I love Jeffry so much and i can't stop thinking about him... I-I  still can't believe  that he left me for Lisbeth.... what's she got that i don't ?" Lisa Said&lt;br /&gt;" he just left  you for Lisbeth cause it makes it more easier for him to put Lisbeth on his bed!!!, I'm telling you sis He's not worth it" Danny Declared&lt;br /&gt;"So not true!!!! your just acting like this cause he killed your best friend and cause of that now you think he only wants to get girls on his bed!... but He's changed!" Shouted Lisa.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4834619754999559866-6217382394261067174?l=yudelmys802.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yudelmys802.blogspot.com/feeds/6217382394261067174/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4834619754999559866&amp;postID=6217382394261067174' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4834619754999559866/posts/default/6217382394261067174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4834619754999559866/posts/default/6217382394261067174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yudelmys802.blogspot.com/2009/03/short-story-indroduction.html' title='short story indroduction'/><author><name>Yudelmys</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04699660053110937882</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-4834619754999559866.post-4490275854962509625</id><published>2009-03-24T08:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-24T08:58:24.255-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ELA'/><title type='text'>Anne Frank Tin the day of today</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0o1PqDPOTk4/SckDDKaFHeI/AAAAAAAAAA8/9EzFFNRFc68/s1600-h/anne-frank-ellie-k_1215191c.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 250px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0o1PqDPOTk4/SckDDKaFHeI/AAAAAAAAAA8/9EzFFNRFc68/s400/anne-frank-ellie-k_1215191c.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316784187955813858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If Anna Frank would be in a different historical context i think that she will act and live differently because she won't have no one to hide from or not much danger like there is back then. The place would be different from where she lived to now because she would have more space and more food to eat and be extra healthy. And i think she would talk very differently because that was several years ago and things change so i think she would talk just like us.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4834619754999559866-4490275854962509625?l=yudelmys802.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yudelmys802.blogspot.com/feeds/4490275854962509625/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4834619754999559866&amp;postID=4490275854962509625' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4834619754999559866/posts/default/4490275854962509625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4834619754999559866/posts/default/4490275854962509625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yudelmys802.blogspot.com/2009/03/anne-frank-tin-day-of-today.html' title='Anne Frank Tin the day of today'/><author><name>Yudelmys</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04699660053110937882</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0o1PqDPOTk4/SckDDKaFHeI/AAAAAAAAAA8/9EzFFNRFc68/s72-c/anne-frank-ellie-k_1215191c.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4834619754999559866.post-3390367285727926911</id><published>2009-03-19T07:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-19T07:59:41.973-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Anne Frank book clubs response #1</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0o1PqDPOTk4/ScJbReqOnMI/AAAAAAAAAA0/nsC2lyDNIHQ/s1600-h/bkWomenDiaryAnneFrank.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 395px; height: 382px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0o1PqDPOTk4/ScJbReqOnMI/AAAAAAAAAA0/nsC2lyDNIHQ/s400/bkWomenDiaryAnneFrank.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314910866096692418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;What i have read in the book so far is that she and her family are working on the Hiding place, They are now just making sure its safe and  comfortable.&lt;br /&gt;-I can connect this part of the book with other people that like making sure their place is safe and sound and where no one will get hurt.&lt;br /&gt;-I can predict that they are gonna all be safe and get all their goals done! but at the same time i think something bad is gonna happen to them while they hide.&lt;br /&gt;-I don;t really find the book that interesting at this point, But I'm going to do the effort to get more into the book and Anne shoes.&lt;br /&gt;-At this point Anne hasn't Really change her personality.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4834619754999559866-3390367285727926911?l=yudelmys802.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yudelmys802.blogspot.com/feeds/3390367285727926911/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4834619754999559866&amp;postID=3390367285727926911' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4834619754999559866/posts/default/3390367285727926911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4834619754999559866/posts/default/3390367285727926911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yudelmys802.blogspot.com/2009/03/anne-frank-book-clubs-response-1.html' title='Anne Frank book clubs response #1'/><author><name>Yudelmys</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04699660053110937882</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0o1PqDPOTk4/ScJbReqOnMI/AAAAAAAAAA0/nsC2lyDNIHQ/s72-c/bkWomenDiaryAnneFrank.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4834619754999559866.post-3122051645663281297</id><published>2009-03-17T09:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-17T10:07:39.823-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ELA'/><title type='text'>Biology of Anne Frank</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0o1PqDPOTk4/Sb_WqXh-7_I/AAAAAAAAAAs/i7b10o6xt-c/s1600-h/anne_frank.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 236px; height: 229px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0o1PqDPOTk4/Sb_WqXh-7_I/AAAAAAAAAAs/i7b10o6xt-c/s320/anne_frank.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314202108679876594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Anne Frank is a girl who was born in&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:100%;" &gt;Frankfurt am Maine, Germany on June 12, 1929.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;On Anne Frank's thirteenth birthday she received a diary, she named it "Kitty" which she liked the best out of all her presents. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Anne died in Bergen-Belsen concentration camp of typhus and so did her sister Margot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Her mother died of starvation and her father was the only one (out of that family) who survived.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Some interesting facts about Anne Frank are, her full name is Annelies Marie Frank, she called her diary Kitty, her father was one of the many few people who survived and escaped the concentration camp and made a book about her diary. Anne Frank never got married. She died too young. She died at fifteen years of age.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4834619754999559866-3122051645663281297?l=yudelmys802.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yudelmys802.blogspot.com/feeds/3122051645663281297/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4834619754999559866&amp;postID=3122051645663281297' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4834619754999559866/posts/default/3122051645663281297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4834619754999559866/posts/default/3122051645663281297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yudelmys802.blogspot.com/2009/03/biology-of-anne-frank.html' title='Biology of Anne Frank'/><author><name>Yudelmys</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04699660053110937882</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0o1PqDPOTk4/Sb_WqXh-7_I/AAAAAAAAAAs/i7b10o6xt-c/s72-c/anne_frank.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4834619754999559866.post-4706601783731343064</id><published>2009-03-13T07:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-13T07:12:44.613-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ELA'/><title type='text'>Anne Frank book clubs response</title><content type='html'>&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;I can connect this diary with other people's diary like my friend  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Anais&lt;/span&gt; ... because she has a diary  and she writes kinds of stuff like Anne frank such as ... Boy stuff and her friends her parents &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;being&lt;/span&gt; annoying or champs of any kind of game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;For now my favorite character  is Anne Frank because she is the author and also that is about her life and stuff and i really like the way she acts ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;On  page 2 she says she wrote on her diary on Monday, 15 June 1942 and then she wrote again  Saturday, 20 June, 1942 ... i would've written more to understand more of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;what&lt;/span&gt; happen during that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;stretch&lt;/span&gt; of time  she did not write on her diary, and help the reader understand more.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4834619754999559866-4706601783731343064?l=yudelmys802.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yudelmys802.blogspot.com/feeds/4706601783731343064/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4834619754999559866&amp;postID=4706601783731343064' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4834619754999559866/posts/default/4706601783731343064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4834619754999559866/posts/default/4706601783731343064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yudelmys802.blogspot.com/2009/03/anne-frank-book-clubs-response.html' title='Anne Frank book clubs response'/><author><name>Yudelmys</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04699660053110937882</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-4834619754999559866.post-4831179497252969232</id><published>2009-03-03T09:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-03T09:36:55.295-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ELA'/><title type='text'>Alice walker's poetic styels</title><content type='html'>The time period she started writing was on the 1950's&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" class="section-links" href="http://members.tripod.com/chrisdanielle/alicebio_1.html#Accident"&gt;1952:&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;span class="menu-one"&gt;At the age of eight, Alice is accidentally blinded by one of her brothers while playing a game of "Cowboys and Indians."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a class="section-links" href="http://members.tripod.com/chrisdanielle/alicebio_1a.html#Journey"&gt;1952-58:&lt;/a&gt;    &lt;span class="menu-one"&gt;Alice is ostracized as an outcast because of her scar. To deal with her feelings of loneliness, Alice begins to read and write poetry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a class="section-links" href="http://members.tripod.com/chrisdanielle/alicebio_1a.html#Healing"&gt;1958:&lt;/a&gt;    &lt;span class="menu-one"&gt;At the age of fourteen, while visiting her brother Bill in Boston, Alice is taken to a hospital to have the cataract in her eye removed. She becomes confident and her life is transformed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Cited from "Living By Grace"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I think this time period influenced her poetry by giving her &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;experience&lt;/span&gt; of what things in life did to her so she started writing and her life became confident. For example on &lt;a class="section-links" href="http://members.tripod.com/chrisdanielle/alicebio_1a.html#Healing"&gt;1958&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span class="menu-one"&gt;At the age of fourteen, while visiting her brother Bill in Boston, Alice is taken to a hospital to have the cataract in her eye removed. She becomes confident and her life is transformed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After reading her biography i think what happened in  her life experienced her poetry because she used what had happened to her and maybe write a poem that connects with that.&lt;br /&gt;The poets style's was easy to understand because she would maybe draw an image and helped you understand what image maybe came to her head while writing the poem... She also used many poetic devices such as  Rhyme, Simile,metaphor...ect.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4834619754999559866-4831179497252969232?l=yudelmys802.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yudelmys802.blogspot.com/feeds/4831179497252969232/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4834619754999559866&amp;postID=4831179497252969232' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4834619754999559866/posts/default/4831179497252969232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4834619754999559866/posts/default/4831179497252969232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yudelmys802.blogspot.com/2009/03/alice-walkers-poetic-styels.html' 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src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0o1PqDPOTk4/Saa5s4ViRnI/AAAAAAAAAAk/eAYfagQqdcA/s320/romeoooooooo.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307133391590803058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:times new roman;" &gt;The theme of this poem is LOVE.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:times new roman;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;They talk in a very lovely way to each other too.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:times new roman;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:times new roman;" &gt;The clues that gave this theme away was that like since i saw the movie it helped me understand the poem better. so i kinda already knew.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:times new roman;" &gt;I can  connect with this poem because at times i can get really romantic and talk in a lovely way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:times new roman;" &gt;This theme can be connected to other poem that have been written by Shakespear because his really romantic in writing plays or poems.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4834619754999559866-1329995916918733847?l=yudelmys802.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yudelmys802.blogspot.com/feeds/1329995916918733847/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4834619754999559866&amp;postID=1329995916918733847' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4834619754999559866.post-6830206009780124534</id><published>2009-02-24T08:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-24T08:55:48.704-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ELA'/><title type='text'>Still i rise</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The theme of this poem is that whatever people think of her she still rises.&lt;br /&gt;Also this poem teaches a lesson which is  whatever people say or think of you just keep on and don't listen to them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can relate to this theme because if any one says or think something of me I'm&lt;br /&gt;just gonna keep on and forget about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4834619754999559866-6830206009780124534?l=yudelmys802.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4834619754999559866.post-2556985541940459987</id><published>2009-02-12T07:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-12T07:34:21.991-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ELA'/><title type='text'>SARAH CYNTHIA WOULD NOT TAKE THE GARBAGE OUT</title><content type='html'>An example of hyperbole I found in this poem was "&lt;span style="font-size:+2;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Homework!   Oh, homework!&lt;br /&gt;You're giving me fits.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;" What this hyperbole means is that the homework is giving him fits because it's too much. I think the poet used hyperbole in this way because he is trying to explain how much he hates homework.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4834619754999559866-2556985541940459987?l=yudelmys802.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yudelmys802.blogspot.com/feeds/2556985541940459987/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4834619754999559866&amp;postID=2556985541940459987' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4834619754999559866/posts/default/2556985541940459987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4834619754999559866/posts/default/2556985541940459987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yudelmys802.blogspot.com/2009/02/sarah-cynthia-would-not-take-garbage.html' title='SARAH CYNTHIA WOULD NOT TAKE THE GARBAGE OUT'/><author><name>Yudelmys</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04699660053110937882</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-4834619754999559866.post-6752406556537013735</id><published>2009-02-09T07:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-09T07:30:18.725-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ELA'/><title type='text'>Changes by Tupac Shakur</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The mood i get of reading this poem is sad because he tells you how things changed after him being a kid and having his family together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know this because  he uses his own words to describe it so that makes it&lt;br /&gt;easy for me to understand what he is saying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think the poet wrote this poem in this mood because&lt;br /&gt;he's explaining his life or the past of his life so of course he makes it the mood he does.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4834619754999559866-6752406556537013735?l=yudelmys802.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yudelmys802.blogspot.com/feeds/6752406556537013735/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4834619754999559866&amp;postID=6752406556537013735' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4834619754999559866/posts/default/6752406556537013735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4834619754999559866/posts/default/6752406556537013735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yudelmys802.blogspot.com/2009/02/changes-by-tupac-shakur.html' title='Changes by Tupac Shakur'/><author><name>Yudelmys</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04699660053110937882</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-4834619754999559866.post-6963851879702715023</id><published>2009-02-06T06:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-06T06:31:24.526-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ELA'/><title type='text'>poetry reponse "bruised love"</title><content type='html'>&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;What do you think of the characters so far? What have you learned about them?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;        - What i think about this character so far is that she is a strong girl because she gets hit by her boyfriend and she sends him out ! .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;What does their poetry reveal about them?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;       -What this poem reveal about her is that she has a great friend who can notice anything about her and  then try to make  her feel  good and also make  a suggestion that  people should  give her a better respect from what she's gone through.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt; What word best describes how the poet is feeling? Why?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;    &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;- The word that best describes how the poet is feeling should be "hurt" because no one deserves to be treated like &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;" class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Chonk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ora or her sister did. So what i think describes how the character is feeling i&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;s "hurt".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;What is the meaning of this poem (think about message, theme, main idea)?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman; font-style: italic;"&gt;     - The meaning of the poem is that you can't let no one hurt you or disrespect you in any kind of way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Do you connect with this poem at all? Why or why not?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;      - I don't really connect with this poem because i never had a boyfriend who hits me or disrespects me. But on the other hand i can connect with the part in how tough she was to throw him out because i either won't stay with my hands crossed or have a man hitting me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4834619754999559866-6963851879702715023?l=yudelmys802.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yudelmys802.blogspot.com/feeds/6963851879702715023/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4834619754999559866&amp;postID=6963851879702715023' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4834619754999559866/posts/default/6963851879702715023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4834619754999559866/posts/default/6963851879702715023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yudelmys802.blogspot.com/2009/02/poetry-reponse-bruised-love.html' title='poetry reponse &quot;bruised love&quot;'/><author><name>Yudelmys</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04699660053110937882</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-4834619754999559866.post-2575726084473511320</id><published>2009-02-02T07:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-02T07:25:38.277-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ELA'/><title type='text'>Poetry responce (Negro)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;font-size:85%;" &gt; &lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;font-size:100%;" &gt;I can infer that the poet has been through a lot of work and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;difficult things in his life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;The word i think describes the poet's feeling would be "worker" because most of the things he has done was  a hard work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;font-size:100%;" &gt;The main idea  of this poem is that  he is telling  one of the big or hard parts of his life he's been through.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do not connect with this poem because i have not been through nothing he has been.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4834619754999559866-2575726084473511320?l=yudelmys802.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yudelmys802.blogspot.com/feeds/2575726084473511320/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4834619754999559866&amp;postID=2575726084473511320' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4834619754999559866/posts/default/2575726084473511320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4834619754999559866/posts/default/2575726084473511320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yudelmys802.blogspot.com/2009/02/poetry-responce-negro.html' title='Poetry responce (Negro)'/><author><name>Yudelmys</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04699660053110937882</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-4834619754999559866.post-3875579565991869456</id><published>2009-02-02T07:05:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-02T07:15:59.203-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ELA'/><title type='text'>Poetry responce (Braver)</title><content type='html'>&lt;ul style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;What inferences can you make about this poem?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;       - i can infer that she wants to be brave but everything she does everyday  since it's the same routine each day does same things are holding her up from getting braver.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;What word best describes how the poet is feeling? Why?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;          -The word that best describes the poet is "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Same"  &lt;/span&gt;Because she is the same girl everyday and does the same thing everyday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;ul style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;What is the meaning of this poem (think about message, theme, main idea)?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;          -The meaning of this poem is to not  to boring up your life. And try different things each day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;ul style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Do you connect with this poem at all? Why or why not?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;        &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;  -&lt;/span&gt;NO, i don't connect with this poem because i am a brave girl who would try anything new and also that i never will stay doing the same thing after and after and if i do i would change the way i do it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4834619754999559866-3875579565991869456?l=yudelmys802.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yudelmys802.blogspot.com/feeds/3875579565991869456/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4834619754999559866&amp;postID=3875579565991869456' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4834619754999559866/posts/default/3875579565991869456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4834619754999559866/posts/default/3875579565991869456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yudelmys802.blogspot.com/2009/02/poetry-responce-braver.html' title='Poetry responce (Braver)'/><author><name>Yudelmys</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04699660053110937882</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-4834619754999559866.post-5426733790524454525</id><published>2009-01-29T07:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-29T07:23:08.399-08:00</updated><title type='text'>"Do not go gentle into that good night"</title><content type='html'>What is the meaning or message of this poem?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: times new roman;"&gt;the meaning or message of this poem is that  you should not be gentle to death , you should never be scared to defeat the death.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What mood does it create?&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;-&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;The mood this poem creates is a strong feeling that would maybe make you not be scared of death.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do you think the poet uses repetition?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-i think this poem uses repetition because it makes it more  powerful. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What other poetic device is used?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;another poetic device being used in this poem is simile &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is the meaning of this device?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The meaning of this device is  that it uses  like or as  in any stanza.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4834619754999559866-5426733790524454525?l=yudelmys802.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yudelmys802.blogspot.com/feeds/5426733790524454525/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4834619754999559866&amp;postID=5426733790524454525' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4834619754999559866/posts/default/5426733790524454525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4834619754999559866/posts/default/5426733790524454525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yudelmys802.blogspot.com/2009/01/do-not-go-gentle-into-that-good-night.html' title='&quot;Do not go gentle into that good night&quot;'/><author><name>Yudelmys</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04699660053110937882</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-4834619754999559866.post-2446707083782985694</id><published>2009-01-26T11:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-28T11:56:01.029-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ELA'/><title type='text'>readers response (November blues)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0o1PqDPOTk4/SX4VNpVnEaI/AAAAAAAAAAc/ddFyJlZWXhM/s1600-h/sharonn+drpr.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 215px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0o1PqDPOTk4/SX4VNpVnEaI/AAAAAAAAAAc/ddFyJlZWXhM/s320/sharonn+drpr.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295693536013259170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Title: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;November blues&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Author:&lt;/span&gt; Sharon M. Draper&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;his book so far is about a girl that she use to like this boy (josh)... and her friend  told her that they used to make a good couple together. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;b&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;ut&lt;/span&gt; then November said " i only liked to hang out with him because he is funny."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;W&lt;/span&gt;hat i can predict from what I've read to what is going to happen is that Josh is going to  be sad, because from what I have read josh is a nice guy and you can tell he loves her.&lt;br /&gt;Also &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; that they might get back together. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I &lt;/span&gt;think this because maybe she can change to a better person and go out with josh again and this time for what he really is...  and if not then i think there will be a reason why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If i were November at this point i would feel like sad that now josh doesn't wanna come back together, or i would also feel like if  he don't feel the same way he used to when we used to go out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can make a a connection with this book to my dad  because when he broke up with my mom after 3 months he wanted to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;get &lt;/span&gt;back  together with my mom, but my mom refused. So now he's by his own trying to find a woman to love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I disagree with Josh's decision because i don't think November really wanted to do what she did to cause the relationship's ending, Or if he did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For now my favorite character is  Diana  because i love the way the author made her personality and the way she has her Accent. Also because Diana  is very help-full throughout the story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The title "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;November Blues" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;fits to story because blues means sad, And November is sad in the story or also that the whole story has something sad about it in the middle of any chapter for example  in the first one November is sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;recommend&lt;/span&gt;  you read this book because is very intelligent and good, also that the author makes the book so interesting  by adding all the drama . And also that the book gets reeded  by many people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4834619754999559866-2446707083782985694?l=yudelmys802.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yudelmys802.blogspot.com/feeds/2446707083782985694/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4834619754999559866&amp;postID=2446707083782985694' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4834619754999559866/posts/default/2446707083782985694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4834619754999559866/posts/default/2446707083782985694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yudelmys802.blogspot.com/2009/01/readers-response-november-blues.html' title='readers response (November blues)'/><author><name>Yudelmys</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04699660053110937882</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0o1PqDPOTk4/SX4VNpVnEaI/AAAAAAAAAAc/ddFyJlZWXhM/s72-c/sharonn+drpr.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4834619754999559866.post-5214651685854538647</id><published>2009-01-26T06:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-26T06:56:00.551-08:00</updated><title type='text'>yes you can</title><content type='html'>yes you can,&lt;br /&gt;change the world,&lt;br /&gt;change the place&lt;br /&gt;or the day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;change the danger ,&lt;br /&gt;grant  us peace,&lt;br /&gt;make us happy,&lt;br /&gt;give us need.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes you can,                 &lt;br /&gt;make a change,&lt;br /&gt;just one step,&lt;br /&gt;and there you go.             &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;yes you can!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4834619754999559866-5214651685854538647?l=yudelmys802.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yudelmys802.blogspot.com/feeds/5214651685854538647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4834619754999559866&amp;postID=5214651685854538647' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4834619754999559866/posts/default/5214651685854538647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4834619754999559866/posts/default/5214651685854538647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yudelmys802.blogspot.com/2009/01/yes-you-can.html' title='yes you can'/><author><name>Yudelmys</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04699660053110937882</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-4834619754999559866.post-1456877311950075670</id><published>2009-01-23T06:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-23T07:12:58.482-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ELA'/><title type='text'>inaugural poem response</title><content type='html'>&lt;ul style="font-family: georgia,serif;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;What do you think the title "Praise Song for the Day" means? Why is this significant to the poem?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I think the title "praise song for the day" means that it's like a song praise for the people who have died (Americans).  It's significant to the poem because for example &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="italic"&gt; Elizabeth Alexander &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;uses a lot the word praise and also she uses things that we do daily like having a teacher say "Take out a pencil."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;How did the poem make you feel?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;the poem made me feel proud because is good to hear a poem to the country.&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Were there any words or phrases you especially liked? Why do you think the poet chose these words or phrases for the inaugural poem? &lt;/span&gt;The word or phrase i liked was "Some live by &lt;span class="italic"&gt;love thy neighbor as thyself,"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;What poetic devices do you notice (for example: alliteration, 3 Rs, metaphor, simile, etc.)?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;How does this poem relate to Obama's life and the inauguration? What is the theme or lesson?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Does the poem remind you of anything in your own life?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4834619754999559866-1456877311950075670?l=yudelmys802.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yudelmys802.blogspot.com/feeds/1456877311950075670/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4834619754999559866&amp;postID=1456877311950075670' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4834619754999559866/posts/default/1456877311950075670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4834619754999559866/posts/default/1456877311950075670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yudelmys802.blogspot.com/2009/01/inaugural-poem-response.html' title='inaugural poem response'/><author><name>Yudelmys</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04699660053110937882</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-4834619754999559866.post-4053682279857771721</id><published>2008-12-22T06:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-22T07:05:06.235-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ELA'/><title type='text'>"To kill a mocking bird"</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;The author reveals the theme by  showing you  what the character  learns at the end of the chapter or paragraph.&lt;br /&gt;I think some characters will learn how to be &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;respectful, also how to behave in a adult and mature way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the lesson i think harper  lee wants us to learn at the end  of the book is that we are gonna be more respectful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4834619754999559866-4053682279857771721?l=yudelmys802.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yudelmys802.blogspot.com/feeds/4053682279857771721/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4834619754999559866&amp;postID=4053682279857771721' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4834619754999559866/posts/default/4053682279857771721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4834619754999559866/posts/default/4053682279857771721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yudelmys802.blogspot.com/2008/12/to-kill-mocking-bird.html' title='&quot;To kill a mocking bird&quot;'/><author><name>Yudelmys</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04699660053110937882</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-4834619754999559866.post-1269028442978875254</id><published>2008-12-15T06:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-15T06:54:57.071-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ELA'/><title type='text'>Test Prep Action Plan</title><content type='html'>My goals for test prep is to learn new things from any passage also to improve on my reading. I think that by the way i can meet my goal is to go every day to advisory because there we learn test prep or sometimes read. Some of the 8&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Th&lt;/span&gt; grade ELA &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;exam has &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;for shadowing&lt;/span&gt; questions and some authors purpose. I think that by the way i can improve in questions/passages/or Test Books are by reading any passage again and again until i understand it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4834619754999559866-1269028442978875254?l=yudelmys802.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yudelmys802.blogspot.com/feeds/1269028442978875254/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4834619754999559866&amp;postID=1269028442978875254' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4834619754999559866/posts/default/1269028442978875254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4834619754999559866/posts/default/1269028442978875254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yudelmys802.blogspot.com/2008/12/test-prep-action-plan.html' title='Test Prep Action Plan'/><author><name>Yudelmys</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04699660053110937882</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-4834619754999559866.post-4256227718999088321</id><published>2008-12-11T07:37:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T07:37:43.486-08:00</updated><title type='text'>"To my parents"</title><content type='html'>Dear Mom and Dad,&lt;br /&gt;One of the biggest &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;accomplishments&lt;/span&gt;  is making doing the Ning project. I'm also reading this book called  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;To kill a mocking bird"&lt;/span&gt; which is a great accomplishment for me because i learn new words and Defenitions of t every time i read with the class. My favorite unit so far is the ning project one because it is kinda like Myspace but just that you are a character from the book me and the class is reading. Some of the work I've made to this project is making my homepage on Ning also writing on other character wall .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Using Technology have been easier because we make more in here than just using a notebook or paper. Using technology help me improve in writing and reading because we have to type it like with an excellent grammar and if we do it wrong it marks it and then we are suppose to fix what is wrong and make it right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My goal for this school year is to try my best at everything and do all my home work to do good on the test also to improve in everything i don't know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reading and writing are important to my future because i am going to use it in my everyday life and if someone wants to get smart or to have fame you have to know how to read or write.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4834619754999559866-4256227718999088321?l=yudelmys802.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yudelmys802.blogspot.com/feeds/4256227718999088321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4834619754999559866&amp;postID=4256227718999088321' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4834619754999559866/posts/default/4256227718999088321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4834619754999559866/posts/default/4256227718999088321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yudelmys802.blogspot.com/2008/12/to-my-parents.html' title='&quot;To my parents&quot;'/><author><name>Yudelmys</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04699660053110937882</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-4834619754999559866.post-4599456883620027819</id><published>2008-12-09T15:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T15:37:45.349-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ELA'/><title type='text'>Mona Lisa</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0o1PqDPOTk4/ST8BGAzDc8I/AAAAAAAAAAM/pCQPbE476Dw/s1600-h/monalisa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 128px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0o1PqDPOTk4/ST8BGAzDc8I/AAAAAAAAAAM/pCQPbE476Dw/s200/monalisa.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277938491106489282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:LucidaGrande, Lucida Grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;The conditions under which the painting was kept was that it has been painted by da vinci  until he sold it to the king of france (king froncois).For example , on the mp3 player it said that da vinci sold the mona lisa painting to the king , before da vinci had died.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:LucidaGrande, Lucida Grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; mona lisa has been kept in many places ,dirty , clean , and safe places but she never had that much time to stay in safe places because people kept robbing the painting. Then after a while museums kept the painting in a safe place.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:LucidaGrande, Lucida Grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;these places are different from the others because some of them were dirty and dark and some of them were clean and with man light.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:LucidaGrande, Lucida Grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; the condition that the mona lisa was kept was that in the museum the painting was safe also was bullet proof and everyone can see it. Before every one wanted to see the painting or maybe steal it, But now it's safe and sound in a museum.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:LucidaGrande, Lucida Grande;"&gt;As you can see the Mona Lisa is a very famous painting , painted by da vinci. now that painting is safe and sound. So people can see it and not steal it. I think if that painting got stolen again it would make a big problem , Because a Mona Lisa painting can be worth about a wealth of money. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4834619754999559866-4599456883620027819?l=yudelmys802.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yudelmys802.blogspot.com/feeds/4599456883620027819/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4834619754999559866&amp;postID=4599456883620027819' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4834619754999559866/posts/default/4599456883620027819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4834619754999559866/posts/default/4599456883620027819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yudelmys802.blogspot.com/2008/12/mona-lisa.html' title='Mona Lisa'/><author><name>Yudelmys</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04699660053110937882</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0o1PqDPOTk4/ST8BGAzDc8I/AAAAAAAAAAM/pCQPbE476Dw/s72-c/monalisa.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4834619754999559866.post-5041862654863635700</id><published>2008-12-04T15:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-04T15:35:20.078-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ELA'/><title type='text'>Readers Response</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Title: diary of a wimpy kid&lt;br /&gt;author: Jeff Kinney&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This book is about a kid that thinks being a kid stinks. He gets picked by and his brother makes fun of him every time ... like one morning at about 2:00 am&lt;br /&gt; patrick's brother woke him up in a summer time and told Patrick it was 2:00 in the morning for school Patrick's brother had his school clothes on so Patrick did belived  him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can compare this book to my brother because my brother is really hard headed and he plays alot with me so is like if my brother were patrick and i were patric's brother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4834619754999559866-5041862654863635700?l=yudelmys802.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yudelmys802.blogspot.com/feeds/5041862654863635700/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4834619754999559866&amp;postID=5041862654863635700' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4834619754999559866/posts/default/5041862654863635700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4834619754999559866/posts/default/5041862654863635700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yudelmys802.blogspot.com/2008/12/readers-response_04.html' title='Readers Response'/><author><name>Yudelmys</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04699660053110937882</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-4834619754999559866.post-5627862152538815851</id><published>2008-12-04T15:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-04T15:11:59.182-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ELA'/><title type='text'>Readers Response</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Title: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Jason and Marceline&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;author: Jerry Spinelli&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This book is about two people that have been friends since seventh grade, but now they are in the ninth grade. And then Jason starts to think that since they know each other from a long long time they can even be more than friends , Also Marceline thinks that they can be more than just friends too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I  can connect this book to every one in the world. Because there are people in the world that have been friends for more than ten years and then they think of being more than just friends. Also that some people in the world think that if they be more than friends they're friendship might end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what i think about this book is that it's a good book because threw out the book things go changing. for example Jason and Marceline changed threw out the book by thinking they can be more than friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4834619754999559866-5627862152538815851?l=yudelmys802.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yudelmys802.blogspot.com/feeds/5627862152538815851/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4834619754999559866&amp;postID=5627862152538815851' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4834619754999559866/posts/default/5627862152538815851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4834619754999559866/posts/default/5627862152538815851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yudelmys802.blogspot.com/2008/12/readers-response.html' title='Readers Response'/><author><name>Yudelmys</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04699660053110937882</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-4834619754999559866.post-2886803687309662700</id><published>2008-11-17T11:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-17T11:45:52.476-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ELA'/><title type='text'>Character Unit Intro</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Do people ever really Change?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;I think that people can change , because I've seen people in movies and in real life that just come out of jail and you can see that they've changed. For example in the book called &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Tears of a tiger"  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;a friend's death changed the other friends life and how they acted. I  can connect this topic to my uncle because he was a really bad man, not to me or my family just like he did not care about no one's feelings or life except his wife , if he had something good to say he turns it right into a bad thing , he also like to start fights , so i can connect it because his  wife died years ago and he changed every part of him , he changed the way he Spoked , he loved every one like he never did . So i guess people can change.  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4834619754999559866-2886803687309662700?l=yudelmys802.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yudelmys802.blogspot.com/feeds/2886803687309662700/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4834619754999559866&amp;postID=2886803687309662700' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4834619754999559866/posts/default/2886803687309662700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4834619754999559866/posts/default/2886803687309662700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yudelmys802.blogspot.com/2008/11/character-unit-intro.html' title='Character Unit Intro'/><author><name>Yudelmys</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04699660053110937882</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-4834619754999559866.post-5720739955825611058</id><published>2008-11-05T08:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-05T09:19:15.735-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ELA'/><title type='text'>Election Reflection</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: webdings;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Obama's election is important to me because he won this election and now he's the president of the U.S.A , and he's also going to run our country and also what's happening or wrong and we are the ones who are going to live in his beliefs. I think that Obama is really smart because he talks about important issues in the United states. One of the important issues is health care and the economy. The way I predict Obama in the next four years as a president is that we will have The United States  in good hands and in good power. I would want Obama to work on the issue of education and health care because those issue are really important and also because those issues are really important and we all care  about kids  staying behind  and we want no kids staying behind. Now that obama is president i feel that this  country is really in good hands and now i feel that we will have the best life also the best leader also the best country i also think that what made this election historic was because the issuse grew in a big way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4834619754999559866-5720739955825611058?l=yudelmys802.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yudelmys802.blogspot.com/feeds/5720739955825611058/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4834619754999559866&amp;postID=5720739955825611058' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4834619754999559866/posts/default/5720739955825611058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4834619754999559866/posts/default/5720739955825611058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yudelmys802.blogspot.com/2008/11/election-reflection.html' title='Election Reflection'/><author><name>Yudelmys</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04699660053110937882</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-4834619754999559866.post-7318758801874534687</id><published>2008-10-15T09:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-15T09:41:49.061-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ELA'/><title type='text'>Reading reasponse: Questioning</title><content type='html'>&lt;h1 style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Obama Counts on the Youth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;3 skinny question:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;what day did he visit Michigan?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;i can't understand when he says "Engineers didn't know what to do and how to make it happen, but it did, and that is what I am promising to do with our energy and fuel."&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;how do people send the text messages to Obama?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;did &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Obama&lt;/span&gt; only talked &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;about gas&lt;/span&gt; and fuel in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Michigan&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 fat questions:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;why did people text the Obama campaign?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; why do young peoples vote matter a lot?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4834619754999559866-7318758801874534687?l=yudelmys802.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yudelmys802.blogspot.com/feeds/7318758801874534687/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4834619754999559866&amp;postID=7318758801874534687' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4834619754999559866/posts/default/7318758801874534687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4834619754999559866/posts/default/7318758801874534687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yudelmys802.blogspot.com/2008/10/reading-reasponse-questioning.html' title='Reading reasponse: Questioning'/><author><name>Yudelmys</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04699660053110937882</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-4834619754999559866.post-9035152306501692905</id><published>2008-10-15T08:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-15T09:02:27.603-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ELA'/><title type='text'>RAFT: This Land is your land</title><content type='html'>How does the information in the box "a day in the life (of me!)"help the reader understand the article?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the information in the box "a day in the life (of me!)"help the reader understand the article better  because she include the time and what she does from when she woke up and when she went to bed! like for example :she included in the article that at "6:30 get up" and at the end of the schedule "9:30 or 10:00 bet time!". Thats what made the reader understand the article better.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4834619754999559866-9035152306501692905?l=yudelmys802.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yudelmys802.blogspot.com/feeds/9035152306501692905/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4834619754999559866&amp;postID=9035152306501692905' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4834619754999559866/posts/default/9035152306501692905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4834619754999559866/posts/default/9035152306501692905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yudelmys802.blogspot.com/2008/10/raft-this-land-is-your-land.html' title='RAFT: This Land is your land'/><author><name>Yudelmys</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04699660053110937882</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-4834619754999559866.post-4831702633735712961</id><published>2008-10-07T09:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-08T08:55:07.741-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ELA'/><title type='text'>readers response #1</title><content type='html'>title:&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;SPEAK&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By:Laurie Halse Anderson&lt;br /&gt;page read: 5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;speak&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This book is about a girl named Melinda , And she is in a high school called merry weather high. she gets really stressed out for the first day of school.  next when Melinda got to the class she was trying to find one of her ex-friends , she did not find one she just sat alone without friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4834619754999559866-4831702633735712961?l=yudelmys802.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yudelmys802.blogspot.com/feeds/4831702633735712961/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4834619754999559866&amp;postID=4831702633735712961' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4834619754999559866/posts/default/4831702633735712961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4834619754999559866/posts/default/4831702633735712961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yudelmys802.blogspot.com/2008/10/readers-response-1.html' title='readers response #1'/><author><name>Yudelmys</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04699660053110937882</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></feed>
