<?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-7789630962918771413</id><updated>2011-07-31T02:02:52.622-07:00</updated><title type='text'>cassidy's blog</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cassidys9blog2009.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7789630962918771413/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cassidys9blog2009.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>cassidy Allen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14134113069502759357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hQ-XVYrVXGE/StYMCe70uXI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Exn98_mUiQ8/S220/dani+and+casss.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>87</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7789630962918771413.post-4860742240006259531</id><published>2010-04-06T10:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-06T10:40:56.977-07:00</updated><title type='text'>story!!</title><content type='html'>One time my brother came back from Washington with my dad and brought a baby raccoon home because it would have died if he left it all by himself.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7789630962918771413-4860742240006259531?l=cassidys9blog2009.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cassidys9blog2009.blogspot.com/feeds/4860742240006259531/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cassidys9blog2009.blogspot.com/2010/04/story.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7789630962918771413/posts/default/4860742240006259531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7789630962918771413/posts/default/4860742240006259531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cassidys9blog2009.blogspot.com/2010/04/story.html' title='story!!'/><author><name>cassidy Allen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14134113069502759357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hQ-XVYrVXGE/StYMCe70uXI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Exn98_mUiQ8/S220/dani+and+casss.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7789630962918771413.post-4477419426970262242</id><published>2010-03-31T10:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-31T10:25:46.108-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Something I like to do in school!</title><content type='html'>I only like to read books that I like and that interest me. The one thing I dislike in school is math. I cannot understand anything. I have always struggled with math in high school. I cant learn if a teacher is teaching me. If a student is next to me and explaining it different then I can understand most of it. I think students can help other student beacuse they know all the tricks.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7789630962918771413-4477419426970262242?l=cassidys9blog2009.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cassidys9blog2009.blogspot.com/feeds/4477419426970262242/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cassidys9blog2009.blogspot.com/2010/03/something-i-like-to-do-in-school.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7789630962918771413/posts/default/4477419426970262242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7789630962918771413/posts/default/4477419426970262242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cassidys9blog2009.blogspot.com/2010/03/something-i-like-to-do-in-school.html' title='Something I like to do in school!'/><author><name>cassidy Allen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14134113069502759357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hQ-XVYrVXGE/StYMCe70uXI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Exn98_mUiQ8/S220/dani+and+casss.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7789630962918771413.post-429793578710913841</id><published>2010-03-29T10:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-29T10:28:02.616-07:00</updated><title type='text'>break was..!!!</title><content type='html'>Our break was good. I liked being able to sleep in as long as I wanted to. The weekend was fun we partied, ate good food, listened to music. Every Monday our family and be best friends family we all go to the wooden nickle restaurant and bar for 15 cent chicken wings and salad and french fries. I love there food. Hopefully we go today too. I did do some reading over spring break. I was reading the driving permit book.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7789630962918771413-429793578710913841?l=cassidys9blog2009.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cassidys9blog2009.blogspot.com/feeds/429793578710913841/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cassidys9blog2009.blogspot.com/2010/03/break-was.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7789630962918771413/posts/default/429793578710913841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7789630962918771413/posts/default/429793578710913841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cassidys9blog2009.blogspot.com/2010/03/break-was.html' title='break was..!!!'/><author><name>cassidy Allen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14134113069502759357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hQ-XVYrVXGE/StYMCe70uXI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Exn98_mUiQ8/S220/dani+and+casss.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7789630962918771413.post-4142206890605125604</id><published>2010-03-15T10:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-15T10:35:11.684-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Anne Frank</title><content type='html'>The difference between Anne's diary and our blogs are that Anne's writing skills and vocabulary are interesting for her age. Anne gives more details when she writes and knows whats she is talking about. We just know how to write from what we read and hear.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7789630962918771413-4142206890605125604?l=cassidys9blog2009.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cassidys9blog2009.blogspot.com/feeds/4142206890605125604/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cassidys9blog2009.blogspot.com/2010/03/anne-frank.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7789630962918771413/posts/default/4142206890605125604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7789630962918771413/posts/default/4142206890605125604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cassidys9blog2009.blogspot.com/2010/03/anne-frank.html' title='Anne Frank'/><author><name>cassidy Allen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14134113069502759357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hQ-XVYrVXGE/StYMCe70uXI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Exn98_mUiQ8/S220/dani+and+casss.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7789630962918771413.post-26468491385828146</id><published>2010-03-08T10:31:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-08T10:37:31.920-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>While you were gone we read about Anne liking Peter. She started liking him after they were tallking about mouschi. They got closer and Anne started going up to his room everyday just to see him. Then one day Peter just stopped talking to her.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7789630962918771413-26468491385828146?l=cassidys9blog2009.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cassidys9blog2009.blogspot.com/feeds/26468491385828146/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cassidys9blog2009.blogspot.com/2010/03/while-you-were-gone-we-read-about-anne.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7789630962918771413/posts/default/26468491385828146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7789630962918771413/posts/default/26468491385828146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cassidys9blog2009.blogspot.com/2010/03/while-you-were-gone-we-read-about-anne.html' title=''/><author><name>cassidy Allen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14134113069502759357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hQ-XVYrVXGE/StYMCe70uXI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Exn98_mUiQ8/S220/dani+and+casss.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7789630962918771413.post-3114599359503120114</id><published>2010-03-05T10:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-05T10:29:16.483-08:00</updated><title type='text'>your topic!</title><content type='html'>Today I most likely will go get my nails done with my bestie. This weekend I'm going to mud fest with my boyfriend and some of his family. Tonight I'm going to my best friends to hangout with her and her family and have a great time. Sunday is mostly a chill day and sit in bed and eat all day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7789630962918771413-3114599359503120114?l=cassidys9blog2009.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cassidys9blog2009.blogspot.com/feeds/3114599359503120114/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cassidys9blog2009.blogspot.com/2010/03/your-topic.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7789630962918771413/posts/default/3114599359503120114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7789630962918771413/posts/default/3114599359503120114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cassidys9blog2009.blogspot.com/2010/03/your-topic.html' title='your topic!'/><author><name>cassidy Allen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14134113069502759357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hQ-XVYrVXGE/StYMCe70uXI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Exn98_mUiQ8/S220/dani+and+casss.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7789630962918771413.post-1568280205593946681</id><published>2010-03-03T10:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-03T10:32:32.619-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I think Anne should just ignore them when they say rude or hurting comments. She should not say any comments back even though it was upsetting. If it doesn't stop then she should pull her mother aside and talk with her about what she is feeling. Anne should maybe be nicer to her mother and the Vann Daans just because they might think if she is they would maybe change they're attitudes towards Anne.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7789630962918771413-1568280205593946681?l=cassidys9blog2009.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cassidys9blog2009.blogspot.com/feeds/1568280205593946681/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cassidys9blog2009.blogspot.com/2010/03/i-think-anne-should-just-ignore-them.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7789630962918771413/posts/default/1568280205593946681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7789630962918771413/posts/default/1568280205593946681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cassidys9blog2009.blogspot.com/2010/03/i-think-anne-should-just-ignore-them.html' title=''/><author><name>cassidy Allen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14134113069502759357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hQ-XVYrVXGE/StYMCe70uXI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Exn98_mUiQ8/S220/dani+and+casss.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7789630962918771413.post-6712362775297509249</id><published>2010-03-02T10:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-02T10:32:53.627-08:00</updated><title type='text'>crush!!</title><content type='html'>I had a crush in freshman year; his name was Joe. It was my best friends cousin. Every day my best friend and I would go to her house right after school and hangout with her brother and cousins. He is so dam cute. I don't know why it took me a couple years to figure that out. Now he's my boyfriend after a couple years.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7789630962918771413-6712362775297509249?l=cassidys9blog2009.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cassidys9blog2009.blogspot.com/feeds/6712362775297509249/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cassidys9blog2009.blogspot.com/2010/03/crush.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7789630962918771413/posts/default/6712362775297509249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7789630962918771413/posts/default/6712362775297509249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cassidys9blog2009.blogspot.com/2010/03/crush.html' title='crush!!'/><author><name>cassidy Allen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14134113069502759357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hQ-XVYrVXGE/StYMCe70uXI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Exn98_mUiQ8/S220/dani+and+casss.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7789630962918771413.post-333103444724423262</id><published>2010-02-25T10:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-25T10:34:48.548-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My fear.</title><content type='html'>I think my fear would be spiders and big things that crawl. I hate when I see a spider crawl on me or when I'm camping there are huge ones out there. Just the thought of how ugly and nasty they are makes me sick.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7789630962918771413-333103444724423262?l=cassidys9blog2009.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cassidys9blog2009.blogspot.com/feeds/333103444724423262/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cassidys9blog2009.blogspot.com/2010/02/my-fear.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7789630962918771413/posts/default/333103444724423262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7789630962918771413/posts/default/333103444724423262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cassidys9blog2009.blogspot.com/2010/02/my-fear.html' title='My fear.'/><author><name>cassidy Allen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14134113069502759357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hQ-XVYrVXGE/StYMCe70uXI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Exn98_mUiQ8/S220/dani+and+casss.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7789630962918771413.post-7900040994351373179</id><published>2010-02-23T10:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-23T10:47:16.383-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mrs. Van Daan</title><content type='html'>The way I would describe Mrs. Van Dann is that she is utterly rude most of the time some times she can be nice but still in a unpleasant way. When she talks she always tries to get Mr Van Danns attention even though he knows she is trying he just ignores her.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7789630962918771413-7900040994351373179?l=cassidys9blog2009.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cassidys9blog2009.blogspot.com/feeds/7900040994351373179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cassidys9blog2009.blogspot.com/2010/02/mrs-van-daan.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7789630962918771413/posts/default/7900040994351373179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7789630962918771413/posts/default/7900040994351373179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cassidys9blog2009.blogspot.com/2010/02/mrs-van-daan.html' title='Mrs. Van Daan'/><author><name>cassidy Allen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14134113069502759357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hQ-XVYrVXGE/StYMCe70uXI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Exn98_mUiQ8/S220/dani+and+casss.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7789630962918771413.post-7634871035338466477</id><published>2010-02-22T10:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-22T10:31:54.341-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Annes father.</title><content type='html'>Anne's father is different. He is nice some times and quiet and up front. When he talks to Anne he talks to her like a father would if its a good day for him. Anne usually keeps to her self most of the time because if she supposedly talks to Mr or Mrs Van Dann it usually wont turn out as a good conversation at all. When Pim talks to Anne its different than him talking to any one else. He is kinda depressed I think because of what is going on in hiding everyday.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7789630962918771413-7634871035338466477?l=cassidys9blog2009.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cassidys9blog2009.blogspot.com/feeds/7634871035338466477/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cassidys9blog2009.blogspot.com/2010/02/annes-father.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7789630962918771413/posts/default/7634871035338466477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7789630962918771413/posts/default/7634871035338466477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cassidys9blog2009.blogspot.com/2010/02/annes-father.html' title='Annes father.'/><author><name>cassidy Allen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14134113069502759357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hQ-XVYrVXGE/StYMCe70uXI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Exn98_mUiQ8/S220/dani+and+casss.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7789630962918771413.post-1588665171632186350</id><published>2010-02-17T10:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-17T10:34:43.078-08:00</updated><title type='text'>World War 2!</title><content type='html'>I dont really think you can learn about World War 2 from a diary because it is not a good way to describe and learn about every single detail from every point of view. I think that you would learn some information from a history book in school. If I was trying to learn about world war 2 I would ask my grandpa.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7789630962918771413-1588665171632186350?l=cassidys9blog2009.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cassidys9blog2009.blogspot.com/feeds/1588665171632186350/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cassidys9blog2009.blogspot.com/2010/02/world-war-2.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7789630962918771413/posts/default/1588665171632186350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7789630962918771413/posts/default/1588665171632186350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cassidys9blog2009.blogspot.com/2010/02/world-war-2.html' title='World War 2!'/><author><name>cassidy Allen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14134113069502759357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hQ-XVYrVXGE/StYMCe70uXI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Exn98_mUiQ8/S220/dani+and+casss.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7789630962918771413.post-6518931288044605422</id><published>2010-02-16T10:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-16T10:28:09.818-08:00</updated><title type='text'>About Anne</title><content type='html'>I have learned that Anne and her family and all the other family's in Amsterdam really didn't have a lot of thing to survive, as in clothes and shoe wise. Anne has a pair of shoes that are way to small for her and hurt her feet but she has to wear them. Hitler was a bad man. He hurt and killed so many people and children for their race, where they're from, and just because of their family. If I lived in Amsterdam I don't know what I would do. I would just hope my family and I would be the right race so we wouldn't die for no reason at all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7789630962918771413-6518931288044605422?l=cassidys9blog2009.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cassidys9blog2009.blogspot.com/feeds/6518931288044605422/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cassidys9blog2009.blogspot.com/2010/02/about-anne.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7789630962918771413/posts/default/6518931288044605422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7789630962918771413/posts/default/6518931288044605422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cassidys9blog2009.blogspot.com/2010/02/about-anne.html' title='About Anne'/><author><name>cassidy Allen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14134113069502759357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hQ-XVYrVXGE/StYMCe70uXI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Exn98_mUiQ8/S220/dani+and+casss.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7789630962918771413.post-9136901976031335379</id><published>2010-02-12T10:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-12T10:14:38.767-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Love is....</title><content type='html'>Love is free.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love is being around someone you trust and care about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love is being around my family and my best friends family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love is being around my grandma and just the love she gives.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7789630962918771413-9136901976031335379?l=cassidys9blog2009.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cassidys9blog2009.blogspot.com/feeds/9136901976031335379/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cassidys9blog2009.blogspot.com/2010/02/love-is.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7789630962918771413/posts/default/9136901976031335379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7789630962918771413/posts/default/9136901976031335379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cassidys9blog2009.blogspot.com/2010/02/love-is.html' title='Love is....'/><author><name>cassidy Allen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14134113069502759357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hQ-XVYrVXGE/StYMCe70uXI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Exn98_mUiQ8/S220/dani+and+casss.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7789630962918771413.post-2313713106727124230</id><published>2010-02-11T10:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-11T10:25:28.712-08:00</updated><title type='text'>valentines day!</title><content type='html'>This weekend I'm going to the beach for valentines day with my boyfriend. We are staying Sunday night till Monday. I'm excited to go shopping and eat all the good food. I wanna make a fire on the beach and make S'mores and popcorn. I heard that you can like blow your own color full glass shapes and stuff. I wanna try that.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7789630962918771413-2313713106727124230?l=cassidys9blog2009.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cassidys9blog2009.blogspot.com/feeds/2313713106727124230/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cassidys9blog2009.blogspot.com/2010/02/valentines-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7789630962918771413/posts/default/2313713106727124230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7789630962918771413/posts/default/2313713106727124230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cassidys9blog2009.blogspot.com/2010/02/valentines-day.html' title='valentines day!'/><author><name>cassidy Allen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14134113069502759357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hQ-XVYrVXGE/StYMCe70uXI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Exn98_mUiQ8/S220/dani+and+casss.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7789630962918771413.post-2661534456455018069</id><published>2010-02-10T10:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-10T10:31:28.106-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Annes Mother</title><content type='html'>I think Anne's mother is kind of nice when she wants to be but then her comments and jokes to Anne aren't really acceptable. Anne loves her mother but they way she talks to her is like a friend instead of a daughter. They grow farther apart each day. Hopefully they change through the book and be more considerate towards each other.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7789630962918771413-2661534456455018069?l=cassidys9blog2009.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cassidys9blog2009.blogspot.com/feeds/2661534456455018069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cassidys9blog2009.blogspot.com/2010/02/annes-mother.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7789630962918771413/posts/default/2661534456455018069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7789630962918771413/posts/default/2661534456455018069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cassidys9blog2009.blogspot.com/2010/02/annes-mother.html' title='Annes Mother'/><author><name>cassidy Allen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14134113069502759357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hQ-XVYrVXGE/StYMCe70uXI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Exn98_mUiQ8/S220/dani+and+casss.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7789630962918771413.post-7622493986948488194</id><published>2010-02-09T10:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-09T10:34:27.526-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Genocide!</title><content type='html'>Today they are still killing people all around the world because of your race, religion, where you come from, how you dress. Like Anne all the Jews and gypsies and everyone is getting killed in Germany and the Ukraine as well. I think people are killing each other because they maybe have been around killing all there life or they were born then thought to kill certain races. I don't get why you would kill Innocent people and kids for no reason. Just because of there race and where they're from.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7789630962918771413-7622493986948488194?l=cassidys9blog2009.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cassidys9blog2009.blogspot.com/feeds/7622493986948488194/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cassidys9blog2009.blogspot.com/2010/02/genocide.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7789630962918771413/posts/default/7622493986948488194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7789630962918771413/posts/default/7622493986948488194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cassidys9blog2009.blogspot.com/2010/02/genocide.html' title='Genocide!'/><author><name>cassidy Allen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14134113069502759357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hQ-XVYrVXGE/StYMCe70uXI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Exn98_mUiQ8/S220/dani+and+casss.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7789630962918771413.post-211436107394744196</id><published>2010-02-08T10:27:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-08T10:29:31.093-08:00</updated><title type='text'>reading outside of school!</title><content type='html'>I have been reading the driving test book for a couple days now so far. I some times read people magazine or teen  magazine. I should be reading more than I do. Hopefully I can change that.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7789630962918771413-211436107394744196?l=cassidys9blog2009.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cassidys9blog2009.blogspot.com/feeds/211436107394744196/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cassidys9blog2009.blogspot.com/2010/02/reading-outside-of-school.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7789630962918771413/posts/default/211436107394744196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7789630962918771413/posts/default/211436107394744196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cassidys9blog2009.blogspot.com/2010/02/reading-outside-of-school.html' title='reading outside of school!'/><author><name>cassidy Allen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14134113069502759357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hQ-XVYrVXGE/StYMCe70uXI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Exn98_mUiQ8/S220/dani+and+casss.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7789630962918771413.post-3646610128822995787</id><published>2010-02-05T10:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-05T10:40:31.221-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thought about the book.</title><content type='html'>I don't really like Mrs.van Daan. I think she always comes off rude and snotty towards Anne. I like the book because its very head strong. Your always wanting to know whats going to happen next. Something always interesting happens every day while they're in hiding.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7789630962918771413-3646610128822995787?l=cassidys9blog2009.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cassidys9blog2009.blogspot.com/feeds/3646610128822995787/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cassidys9blog2009.blogspot.com/2010/02/thought-about-book.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7789630962918771413/posts/default/3646610128822995787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7789630962918771413/posts/default/3646610128822995787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cassidys9blog2009.blogspot.com/2010/02/thought-about-book.html' title='Thought about the book.'/><author><name>cassidy Allen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14134113069502759357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hQ-XVYrVXGE/StYMCe70uXI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Exn98_mUiQ8/S220/dani+and+casss.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7789630962918771413.post-5747725860397797050</id><published>2010-02-04T10:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-04T10:13:04.767-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Annes thoughts!</title><content type='html'>I think what Anne means by that is she has to learn from her own mistakes and try and make her decisions on her own without any help. She wants to be responsible and be independent.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7789630962918771413-5747725860397797050?l=cassidys9blog2009.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cassidys9blog2009.blogspot.com/feeds/5747725860397797050/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cassidys9blog2009.blogspot.com/2010/02/annes-thoughts.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7789630962918771413/posts/default/5747725860397797050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7789630962918771413/posts/default/5747725860397797050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cassidys9blog2009.blogspot.com/2010/02/annes-thoughts.html' title='Annes thoughts!'/><author><name>cassidy Allen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14134113069502759357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hQ-XVYrVXGE/StYMCe70uXI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Exn98_mUiQ8/S220/dani+and+casss.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7789630962918771413.post-4360817342441763624</id><published>2010-02-02T10:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-02T10:35:21.063-08:00</updated><title type='text'>What irritates you.</title><content type='html'>What I do that irritates people is when I'm sitting down I'll always shake my foot or move my leg and it just bugs my friends. What irritates me is people that complain a lot. I hate listening to it. Thats what bugs me a lot.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7789630962918771413-4360817342441763624?l=cassidys9blog2009.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cassidys9blog2009.blogspot.com/feeds/4360817342441763624/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cassidys9blog2009.blogspot.com/2010/02/what-irritates-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7789630962918771413/posts/default/4360817342441763624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7789630962918771413/posts/default/4360817342441763624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cassidys9blog2009.blogspot.com/2010/02/what-irritates-you.html' title='What irritates you.'/><author><name>cassidy Allen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14134113069502759357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hQ-XVYrVXGE/StYMCe70uXI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Exn98_mUiQ8/S220/dani+and+casss.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7789630962918771413.post-2339569875407721405</id><published>2010-01-28T10:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-28T10:26:18.561-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Anne Frank..</title><content type='html'>I think that Anne's father and family must have been a good family for people to want them. Who ever helped them could have gotten killed too. I never heard a bad thing about Annes family in her diary so they must be good people.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7789630962918771413-2339569875407721405?l=cassidys9blog2009.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cassidys9blog2009.blogspot.com/feeds/2339569875407721405/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cassidys9blog2009.blogspot.com/2010/01/anne-frank.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7789630962918771413/posts/default/2339569875407721405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7789630962918771413/posts/default/2339569875407721405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cassidys9blog2009.blogspot.com/2010/01/anne-frank.html' title='Anne Frank..'/><author><name>cassidy Allen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14134113069502759357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hQ-XVYrVXGE/StYMCe70uXI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Exn98_mUiQ8/S220/dani+and+casss.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7789630962918771413.post-545891035984363508</id><published>2010-01-26T10:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-26T10:39:03.185-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Anne and her family were living by the rules of the Nazis for about two years.  Anne got her red diary on her twelfth birthday in June. She wrote in her diary everyday. She called her diary "kitty." Everything she wrote in her diary she would never be able to explain to any real person. When Anne and her family were in hiding they were not able to make loud noises, or even go outside. While Anne and her family were in hiding someone told the Nazis that they're in hiding. Anne and her family were found and taken by the police and put into concentration camps with the Jews, black people, homosexuals, gypsies and others.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7789630962918771413-545891035984363508?l=cassidys9blog2009.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cassidys9blog2009.blogspot.com/feeds/545891035984363508/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cassidys9blog2009.blogspot.com/2010/01/anne-and-her-family-were-living-by.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7789630962918771413/posts/default/545891035984363508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7789630962918771413/posts/default/545891035984363508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cassidys9blog2009.blogspot.com/2010/01/anne-and-her-family-were-living-by.html' title=''/><author><name>cassidy Allen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14134113069502759357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hQ-XVYrVXGE/StYMCe70uXI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Exn98_mUiQ8/S220/dani+and+casss.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7789630962918771413.post-7674900957961846307</id><published>2010-01-22T10:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-22T10:26:55.338-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Reality show.</title><content type='html'>I would be on Tough love reality show because my strategy if I went on there would be to let my guard down a little bit. Have more confidence in my self and make every situation as positive as I can. Most of the girls on tough love are not confident at all. Some dont even know how to have a full on converation with men. &lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7789630962918771413-7674900957961846307?l=cassidys9blog2009.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cassidys9blog2009.blogspot.com/feeds/7674900957961846307/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cassidys9blog2009.blogspot.com/2010/01/reality-show.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7789630962918771413/posts/default/7674900957961846307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7789630962918771413/posts/default/7674900957961846307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cassidys9blog2009.blogspot.com/2010/01/reality-show.html' title='Reality show.'/><author><name>cassidy Allen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14134113069502759357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hQ-XVYrVXGE/StYMCe70uXI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Exn98_mUiQ8/S220/dani+and+casss.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7789630962918771413.post-8549075200701798355</id><published>2010-01-20T10:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-20T10:24:10.426-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>One time I stood up for this girl at MC Nary high school she was getting yelled at by some girl and I  asked why she was talking to her like that. She walked away because she didn't want any problem with me because she knew I wouldn't take any disrespect from her or anyone else&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7789630962918771413-8549075200701798355?l=cassidys9blog2009.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cassidys9blog2009.blogspot.com/feeds/8549075200701798355/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cassidys9blog2009.blogspot.com/2010/01/one-time-i-stood-up-for-this-girl-at-mc.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7789630962918771413/posts/default/8549075200701798355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7789630962918771413/posts/default/8549075200701798355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cassidys9blog2009.blogspot.com/2010/01/one-time-i-stood-up-for-this-girl-at-mc.html' title=''/><author><name>cassidy Allen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14134113069502759357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hQ-XVYrVXGE/StYMCe70uXI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Exn98_mUiQ8/S220/dani+and+casss.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7789630962918771413.post-8064254235772867361</id><published>2010-01-19T10:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-19T10:30:53.354-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Holocaust</title><content type='html'>I don't really remember allot about the Holocaust. But I know a little bit about Anne Frank. She was a young smart girl when the Holocaust was going on. Everyday Anne would write about her day and what is going on around her. She even still had it when her and her family had to hide out during that time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7789630962918771413-8064254235772867361?l=cassidys9blog2009.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cassidys9blog2009.blogspot.com/feeds/8064254235772867361/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cassidys9blog2009.blogspot.com/2010/01/holocaust.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7789630962918771413/posts/default/8064254235772867361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7789630962918771413/posts/default/8064254235772867361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cassidys9blog2009.blogspot.com/2010/01/holocaust.html' title='Holocaust'/><author><name>cassidy Allen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14134113069502759357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hQ-XVYrVXGE/StYMCe70uXI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Exn98_mUiQ8/S220/dani+and+casss.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7789630962918771413.post-801665014317851117</id><published>2010-01-14T10:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-14T10:31:12.070-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Miss Texas and Horses.</title><content type='html'>Miss Texas loves horses. She grew up on a farm with her mom bringing in injured and mentally abused horses. so she always had to help and she loved it. Today her mom told her that their is a male horse coming today because he was neglected and beat for no reason at all. Miss Texas was excited but of course felt sympathy for the horse. Ever single horse that has been sent there has made changes and looks totally different. They have gained good weight, the hair on some horses grew back nice, and all are ride able now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7789630962918771413-801665014317851117?l=cassidys9blog2009.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cassidys9blog2009.blogspot.com/feeds/801665014317851117/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cassidys9blog2009.blogspot.com/2010/01/miss-texas-loves-horses.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7789630962918771413/posts/default/801665014317851117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7789630962918771413/posts/default/801665014317851117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cassidys9blog2009.blogspot.com/2010/01/miss-texas-loves-horses.html' title='Miss Texas and Horses.'/><author><name>cassidy Allen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14134113069502759357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hQ-XVYrVXGE/StYMCe70uXI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Exn98_mUiQ8/S220/dani+and+casss.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7789630962918771413.post-8484948307492280063</id><published>2010-01-12T10:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-12T10:48:38.586-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Make a character</title><content type='html'>Miss Texas is a gorgeous rodeo queen. She is a tall blond, blueish green eyes, pretty smile, great body and always dresses amazing. When you are a rodeo queen your a very busy girl. You have to spend tons of money for traveling around the United States to ride in rodeos and all of the dresses and outfits for the speeches and for the rodeo. Her love life is good she has a husband that she met at a rodeo. He's a bull rider and sure is sexy, handsome, polite, generous. Lets say he's the whole package. Her family is into rodeo too. It passed on down the family by her great grandpa,grandpa,dad,and now the whole family. She said she wouldn't have any better life than the one she has right now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7789630962918771413-8484948307492280063?l=cassidys9blog2009.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cassidys9blog2009.blogspot.com/feeds/8484948307492280063/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cassidys9blog2009.blogspot.com/2010/01/make-character.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7789630962918771413/posts/default/8484948307492280063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7789630962918771413/posts/default/8484948307492280063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cassidys9blog2009.blogspot.com/2010/01/make-character.html' title='Make a character'/><author><name>cassidy Allen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14134113069502759357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hQ-XVYrVXGE/StYMCe70uXI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Exn98_mUiQ8/S220/dani+and+casss.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7789630962918771413.post-5306504218607826435</id><published>2010-01-08T10:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-08T10:29:34.343-08:00</updated><title type='text'>This weekend!!</title><content type='html'>This weekend I'm going to my uncle and aunts house to open our Christmas presents because their was a problem in the family so we didn't see them on Christmas. After that I am probably going to go to my best friends house because we are going to have a get together there and have fun.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7789630962918771413-5306504218607826435?l=cassidys9blog2009.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cassidys9blog2009.blogspot.com/feeds/5306504218607826435/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cassidys9blog2009.blogspot.com/2010/01/this-weekend.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7789630962918771413/posts/default/5306504218607826435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7789630962918771413/posts/default/5306504218607826435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cassidys9blog2009.blogspot.com/2010/01/this-weekend.html' title='This weekend!!'/><author><name>cassidy Allen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14134113069502759357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hQ-XVYrVXGE/StYMCe70uXI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Exn98_mUiQ8/S220/dani+and+casss.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7789630962918771413.post-1979584513390095647</id><published>2010-01-04T10:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-06T10:29:21.800-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tell about how your winter break was.</title><content type='html'>My winter break was a blast. Our family's Christmas's was great and the food was good to. What I got for Christmas's was, lots of money from my mom, dad, and grandma. My mom got us some clothes shoes, socks, and make up. After we had Christmas's my best friend and I went with her cousin's and her family up to Scott's mills to play in the mud and snow. A couple days after Christmas It snowed in North East Salem for about a couple hours then in the morning it all was melted. It was pretty to look at the pale white snow for awhile. My New Years was fun. My brother had a rodeo in Albany on New Years. He didn't cover the bull but he did really good anyways.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7789630962918771413-1979584513390095647?l=cassidys9blog2009.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cassidys9blog2009.blogspot.com/feeds/1979584513390095647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cassidys9blog2009.blogspot.com/2010/01/tell-about-how-your-winter-break-was.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7789630962918771413/posts/default/1979584513390095647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7789630962918771413/posts/default/1979584513390095647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cassidys9blog2009.blogspot.com/2010/01/tell-about-how-your-winter-break-was.html' title='Tell about how your winter break was.'/><author><name>cassidy Allen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14134113069502759357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hQ-XVYrVXGE/StYMCe70uXI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Exn98_mUiQ8/S220/dani+and+casss.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7789630962918771413.post-7067215510977333159</id><published>2009-12-17T10:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-17T10:32:02.538-08:00</updated><title type='text'>christmas break!!!</title><content type='html'>First I'm going to finish Christmas shopping for my family. My brother and I are going to get picked up by my dad and go visit him in Washington for a couple days. My dad said its really cold there and there is a lot of snow to. When I get back home I'll be excited to open presents and give my presents to whom I got them for. There's a new years eve rodeo in Albany every year and my brother is riding bulls there. So hopefully he keeps winning and being a confident man like he is.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7789630962918771413-7067215510977333159?l=cassidys9blog2009.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cassidys9blog2009.blogspot.com/feeds/7067215510977333159/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cassidys9blog2009.blogspot.com/2009/12/christmas-break.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7789630962918771413/posts/default/7067215510977333159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7789630962918771413/posts/default/7067215510977333159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cassidys9blog2009.blogspot.com/2009/12/christmas-break.html' title='christmas break!!!'/><author><name>cassidy Allen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14134113069502759357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hQ-XVYrVXGE/StYMCe70uXI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Exn98_mUiQ8/S220/dani+and+casss.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7789630962918771413.post-1974830438327002530</id><published>2009-12-11T10:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-11T10:35:07.799-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Indian reservations are areas of land given to Native American tribes by the United states Government. In the 1850-60s, the government decided to move Indians to land that was unwanted by settlers. Many of the tribes did not want to move to new lands and refused. Soon the government sent in the U.S. Army force them to move to the new reservation lands. This caused many bloody wars between the Indians and the U.S. Army. Eventually, most Indians did move to the reservations. Today, reservations are run by their own tribal council, and less than half of Indians live on the reservations. Many of the Indians who live off the reservations live in large Western cities, like Phoenix and Los Angeles.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7789630962918771413-1974830438327002530?l=cassidys9blog2009.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cassidys9blog2009.blogspot.com/feeds/1974830438327002530/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cassidys9blog2009.blogspot.com/2009/12/indian-reservations-are-areas-of-land.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7789630962918771413/posts/default/1974830438327002530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7789630962918771413/posts/default/1974830438327002530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cassidys9blog2009.blogspot.com/2009/12/indian-reservations-are-areas-of-land.html' title=''/><author><name>cassidy Allen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14134113069502759357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hQ-XVYrVXGE/StYMCe70uXI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Exn98_mUiQ8/S220/dani+and+casss.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7789630962918771413.post-1287547224995545875</id><published>2009-12-07T10:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-07T10:32:35.224-08:00</updated><title type='text'>christmas traditions.</title><content type='html'>If I would create a new Christmas tradition it would probably be The whole family would wake up on Christmas morning. Sit on the living room floor and give each other our presents we bought them. All take showers and go out to a big breakfast with Grandma. Then go to my Uncle's houses and open there presents they bought us. And last but not least go home and hangout with some friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A family tradition I would eliminate would be all of the Christmas music because them radio and television play them before Christmas,during Christmas, and after.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7789630962918771413-1287547224995545875?l=cassidys9blog2009.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cassidys9blog2009.blogspot.com/feeds/1287547224995545875/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cassidys9blog2009.blogspot.com/2009/12/christmas-traditions.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7789630962918771413/posts/default/1287547224995545875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7789630962918771413/posts/default/1287547224995545875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cassidys9blog2009.blogspot.com/2009/12/christmas-traditions.html' title='christmas traditions.'/><author><name>cassidy Allen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14134113069502759357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hQ-XVYrVXGE/StYMCe70uXI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Exn98_mUiQ8/S220/dani+and+casss.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7789630962918771413.post-9104616111776208260</id><published>2009-12-03T10:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-03T10:42:48.547-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Favorite and least favorite!</title><content type='html'>My favorite part of the book so far is when Junior and Penelope figured out that they were going to raise money for the homeless. On Halloween Junior went to the res to see if he can earn some money. He did, but a few boys came up and beat him up and took all the money. He felt horrible. All he could think about is what he is going to tell Penelope when he gets to school tomorrow. The worst part of the book I think is when his sister moves away writes letters twenty four seven. Talking bad about her life is even though she didn't like it back on the res either. I think she is inconsiderate of her brother.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7789630962918771413-9104616111776208260?l=cassidys9blog2009.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cassidys9blog2009.blogspot.com/feeds/9104616111776208260/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cassidys9blog2009.blogspot.com/2009/12/favorite-and-least-favorite.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7789630962918771413/posts/default/9104616111776208260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7789630962918771413/posts/default/9104616111776208260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cassidys9blog2009.blogspot.com/2009/12/favorite-and-least-favorite.html' title='Favorite and least favorite!'/><author><name>cassidy Allen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14134113069502759357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hQ-XVYrVXGE/StYMCe70uXI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Exn98_mUiQ8/S220/dani+and+casss.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7789630962918771413.post-7469603014308830912</id><published>2009-12-02T10:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-02T10:45:01.558-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Best book!!</title><content type='html'>The best book I think I've read in this class so far is Heartland. I love horses and its about saving horses that have been neglected, abused, and in some way mentally too. The owners of Heartland are Amy and her sister Lou. Their mother died. Its a very heart warming and comforting book so far.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7789630962918771413-7469603014308830912?l=cassidys9blog2009.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cassidys9blog2009.blogspot.com/feeds/7469603014308830912/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cassidys9blog2009.blogspot.com/2009/12/best-book.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7789630962918771413/posts/default/7469603014308830912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7789630962918771413/posts/default/7469603014308830912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cassidys9blog2009.blogspot.com/2009/12/best-book.html' title='Best book!!'/><author><name>cassidy Allen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14134113069502759357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hQ-XVYrVXGE/StYMCe70uXI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Exn98_mUiQ8/S220/dani+and+casss.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7789630962918771413.post-5653649061918135334</id><published>2009-12-01T10:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-01T10:48:18.318-08:00</updated><title type='text'>For my birthday!</title><content type='html'>My birthday is on December sixth. When its any of our birthday's we go to my grandmas and have a fabulous dinner. She makes this delicious sweet and sour spare ribs, green beans and chopped bacon, baked potato and all the ingredients, garden or Cesar salad, cottage cheese and pineapple, and last but not least Oreo chocolate cake and vanilla bean ice cream. I usually get money for my birthday so I can do whatever I want with it. Most of its going to go to my family's Christmas presents, and a tanning package.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7789630962918771413-5653649061918135334?l=cassidys9blog2009.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cassidys9blog2009.blogspot.com/feeds/5653649061918135334/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cassidys9blog2009.blogspot.com/2009/12/for-my-birthday.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7789630962918771413/posts/default/5653649061918135334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7789630962918771413/posts/default/5653649061918135334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cassidys9blog2009.blogspot.com/2009/12/for-my-birthday.html' title='For my birthday!'/><author><name>cassidy Allen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14134113069502759357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hQ-XVYrVXGE/StYMCe70uXI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Exn98_mUiQ8/S220/dani+and+casss.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7789630962918771413.post-1572606810604513869</id><published>2009-11-19T10:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-19T10:31:32.128-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thanksgiving week!!</title><content type='html'>On my Thanksgiving week I'm going to go to Redmond finals for a rodeo. Then on Thanksgiving we are going to my grandma's to eat our turkey dinner. After I'm probably going to go hangout with my best friend's family. Most of the week I will probably hangout with some friend's I haven't hung out with for awhile. I'm glad we have some days off school so I can relax and sleep in. Hopefully I get to see my dad on our break too.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7789630962918771413-1572606810604513869?l=cassidys9blog2009.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cassidys9blog2009.blogspot.com/feeds/1572606810604513869/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cassidys9blog2009.blogspot.com/2009/11/thanksgiving-week.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7789630962918771413/posts/default/1572606810604513869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7789630962918771413/posts/default/1572606810604513869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cassidys9blog2009.blogspot.com/2009/11/thanksgiving-week.html' title='Thanksgiving week!!'/><author><name>cassidy Allen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14134113069502759357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hQ-XVYrVXGE/StYMCe70uXI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Exn98_mUiQ8/S220/dani+and+casss.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7789630962918771413.post-559134218086092941</id><published>2009-11-17T10:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-17T10:27:31.185-08:00</updated><title type='text'>sentence combining!!</title><content type='html'>1. Junior is a Spokane Indian, and he lives on the reservation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. At Reardan high school Junior is one of the smartest kids, but Gordy is smarter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Junior has a hard time getting to school, so sometimes he has to walk all twenty two miles.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7789630962918771413-559134218086092941?l=cassidys9blog2009.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cassidys9blog2009.blogspot.com/feeds/559134218086092941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cassidys9blog2009.blogspot.com/2009/11/sentence-combining.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7789630962918771413/posts/default/559134218086092941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7789630962918771413/posts/default/559134218086092941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cassidys9blog2009.blogspot.com/2009/11/sentence-combining.html' title='sentence combining!!'/><author><name>cassidy Allen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14134113069502759357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hQ-XVYrVXGE/StYMCe70uXI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Exn98_mUiQ8/S220/dani+and+casss.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7789630962918771413.post-7671033517928165364</id><published>2009-11-16T10:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-16T10:31:23.257-08:00</updated><title type='text'>diary of part time indian.</title><content type='html'>I think the book title means Junior is half Indian and half white and he gets treated differently no matter what. Even though he lives on the reservation with full blooded Indians everyday their is a problem with junior and the kids everyday. I think the author chose this title so he can get through to people no matter what race you are or how you look, Treat people the way you would like to be treated.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7789630962918771413-7671033517928165364?l=cassidys9blog2009.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cassidys9blog2009.blogspot.com/feeds/7671033517928165364/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cassidys9blog2009.blogspot.com/2009/11/diary-of-part-time-indian.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7789630962918771413/posts/default/7671033517928165364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7789630962918771413/posts/default/7671033517928165364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cassidys9blog2009.blogspot.com/2009/11/diary-of-part-time-indian.html' title='diary of part time indian.'/><author><name>cassidy Allen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14134113069502759357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hQ-XVYrVXGE/StYMCe70uXI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Exn98_mUiQ8/S220/dani+and+casss.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7789630962918771413.post-3489768596525442487</id><published>2009-11-13T10:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-13T10:32:05.692-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Life with know music!</title><content type='html'>I love music. I listen to it twenty four seven. If there was no more technology in the world it would be bad. A lot of music is peoples life's. We need cell phones for emergencies. TV I don't really care for it but Its fun to watch. If there wasn't any computers there would not be offices and a lot of jobs would be gone. There would be no computers in school. I wonder what the teachers would think about that?! There most likely would not be a lot of jobs out there like there are now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7789630962918771413-3489768596525442487?l=cassidys9blog2009.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cassidys9blog2009.blogspot.com/feeds/3489768596525442487/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cassidys9blog2009.blogspot.com/2009/11/life-with-know-music.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7789630962918771413/posts/default/3489768596525442487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7789630962918771413/posts/default/3489768596525442487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cassidys9blog2009.blogspot.com/2009/11/life-with-know-music.html' title='Life with know music!'/><author><name>cassidy Allen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14134113069502759357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hQ-XVYrVXGE/StYMCe70uXI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Exn98_mUiQ8/S220/dani+and+casss.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7789630962918771413.post-7404696707201043619</id><published>2009-11-12T10:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-12T10:33:13.792-08:00</updated><title type='text'>life on the rez!</title><content type='html'>I don't really know. We haven't even got into the book yet where you can figure it out. Most of the Indians on the reservation drink allot.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7789630962918771413-7404696707201043619?l=cassidys9blog2009.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cassidys9blog2009.blogspot.com/feeds/7404696707201043619/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cassidys9blog2009.blogspot.com/2009/11/life-on-rez.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7789630962918771413/posts/default/7404696707201043619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7789630962918771413/posts/default/7404696707201043619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cassidys9blog2009.blogspot.com/2009/11/life-on-rez.html' title='life on the rez!'/><author><name>cassidy Allen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14134113069502759357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hQ-XVYrVXGE/StYMCe70uXI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Exn98_mUiQ8/S220/dani+and+casss.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7789630962918771413.post-2351440206057270859</id><published>2009-11-09T10:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-09T10:29:00.384-08:00</updated><title type='text'>describe our book!</title><content type='html'>Junior is quiet, friendly, and smart. He has two sides of him. His white side is with nice clothes and has a great future ahead of him. And the Indian side is glasses, shoes from goodwill and a trash bag for a backpack. He has a family history of diabetes and cancer too. People he lives with on the rez are not very nice to him. He's scared to go anywhere because he always gets picked on or beat up.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7789630962918771413-2351440206057270859?l=cassidys9blog2009.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cassidys9blog2009.blogspot.com/feeds/2351440206057270859/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cassidys9blog2009.blogspot.com/2009/11/describe-our-book.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7789630962918771413/posts/default/2351440206057270859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7789630962918771413/posts/default/2351440206057270859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cassidys9blog2009.blogspot.com/2009/11/describe-our-book.html' title='describe our book!'/><author><name>cassidy Allen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14134113069502759357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hQ-XVYrVXGE/StYMCe70uXI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Exn98_mUiQ8/S220/dani+and+casss.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7789630962918771413.post-8736524773708586257</id><published>2009-11-06T10:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-06T10:28:47.005-08:00</updated><title type='text'>New book!</title><content type='html'>I think the new book is creative. Just by the couple of pages we read yesterday he writes the way he wants to write. And like the way he drew his illustrations and the way the pages were written. Its sad that he gets picked on all the time in school, and at home on the rez. Hopefully the book gets better.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7789630962918771413-8736524773708586257?l=cassidys9blog2009.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cassidys9blog2009.blogspot.com/feeds/8736524773708586257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cassidys9blog2009.blogspot.com/2009/11/new-book.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7789630962918771413/posts/default/8736524773708586257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7789630962918771413/posts/default/8736524773708586257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cassidys9blog2009.blogspot.com/2009/11/new-book.html' title='New book!'/><author><name>cassidy Allen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14134113069502759357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hQ-XVYrVXGE/StYMCe70uXI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Exn98_mUiQ8/S220/dani+and+casss.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7789630962918771413.post-3819235525915386611</id><published>2009-11-05T10:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-05T10:50:31.287-08:00</updated><title type='text'>obstacles in our life!!!</title><content type='html'>Well I have two obstacle in my life. One is that two years ago my parents got divorced and I never thought that would happen in my whole life. I went through depression for like a year and didn't go to school when that was occurring. I always felt sick and could not get up for the life of me. Finally I tried going back to Mcnary and it still didn't work. I got in a fight and was never allowed there again. I really had know where else to go because Mckay didn't want me either or South and West. So I came here and its been fun and I'm glad I'm doing good and coming to school.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7789630962918771413-3819235525915386611?l=cassidys9blog2009.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cassidys9blog2009.blogspot.com/feeds/3819235525915386611/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cassidys9blog2009.blogspot.com/2009/11/obstacles-in-our-life.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7789630962918771413/posts/default/3819235525915386611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7789630962918771413/posts/default/3819235525915386611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cassidys9blog2009.blogspot.com/2009/11/obstacles-in-our-life.html' title='obstacles in our life!!!'/><author><name>cassidy Allen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14134113069502759357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hQ-XVYrVXGE/StYMCe70uXI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Exn98_mUiQ8/S220/dani+and+casss.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7789630962918771413.post-2975075414305597592</id><published>2009-11-02T10:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-02T10:47:09.764-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The book im reading!!</title><content type='html'>The book I am reading is called The Cheat. Its about some friends at school had a exam in class and a couple people tried to look for the answers from last years exam so they can cheat on their tests. Of course it didn't work. The teacher that was grading the exam and he saw that only a couple people had the same wrong answers so he called the principle and called all of them down to the office. After school was out something weired happened to bobby. He just disappeared. So he was gone all night he was so scared to go home to his mother and father and tell them that he cheated on his exam. He was eating out of trash cans living like a bum. He saw this man drop food and a drink in a trash can. He looked around and went for it.. But he shouldn't have done that. Two cops came up and asked him what he was doing and he was caught right there. I like in the book that the author wrote their names on each page of the person who is talking next. I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; really know if this book will pull it &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;together&lt;/span&gt; so I can understand the book and what its trying to say.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7789630962918771413-2975075414305597592?l=cassidys9blog2009.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cassidys9blog2009.blogspot.com/feeds/2975075414305597592/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cassidys9blog2009.blogspot.com/2009/11/book-im-reading.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7789630962918771413/posts/default/2975075414305597592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7789630962918771413/posts/default/2975075414305597592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cassidys9blog2009.blogspot.com/2009/11/book-im-reading.html' title='The book im reading!!'/><author><name>cassidy Allen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14134113069502759357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hQ-XVYrVXGE/StYMCe70uXI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Exn98_mUiQ8/S220/dani+and+casss.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7789630962918771413.post-7122641299415933894</id><published>2009-10-28T10:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-28T10:49:29.741-07:00</updated><title type='text'>something in your life!</title><content type='html'>So ever since I was little we have been going to rodeos. My dad was a bull rider in Texas then he meet my mom at jewelry school. They got married here Oregon and he kept riding until he broke his collar bone and punctured his lung. Once me and my bro were like nine we started to rodeo. My brother is a bull rider and bareback rider and I'm a barrel racer. When I barrel race there are three barrels in the arena shaped as a three leave clover. You have to go around the first one turn right around then the next is left around the barrel then the last one you turn left to and just kick your hose til it gets past the eyes. When your barrel racing you have to go as fast as you can and the person with the lowest time like 15.83 than you will probably be in second or third.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7789630962918771413-7122641299415933894?l=cassidys9blog2009.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cassidys9blog2009.blogspot.com/feeds/7122641299415933894/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cassidys9blog2009.blogspot.com/2009/10/something-in-your-life.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7789630962918771413/posts/default/7122641299415933894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7789630962918771413/posts/default/7122641299415933894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cassidys9blog2009.blogspot.com/2009/10/something-in-your-life.html' title='something in your life!'/><author><name>cassidy Allen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14134113069502759357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hQ-XVYrVXGE/StYMCe70uXI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Exn98_mUiQ8/S220/dani+and+casss.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7789630962918771413.post-8569570811542764901</id><published>2009-10-26T10:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-26T10:51:29.996-07:00</updated><title type='text'>poems!</title><content type='html'>The animals are great&lt;br /&gt;They sure know how to mate&lt;br /&gt;The little ones are warm&lt;br /&gt;When they're barely born&lt;br /&gt;Animals are so dang funky&lt;br /&gt;They sure know how to keep you grumpy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7789630962918771413-8569570811542764901?l=cassidys9blog2009.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cassidys9blog2009.blogspot.com/feeds/8569570811542764901/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cassidys9blog2009.blogspot.com/2009/10/poems.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7789630962918771413/posts/default/8569570811542764901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7789630962918771413/posts/default/8569570811542764901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cassidys9blog2009.blogspot.com/2009/10/poems.html' title='poems!'/><author><name>cassidy Allen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14134113069502759357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hQ-XVYrVXGE/StYMCe70uXI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Exn98_mUiQ8/S220/dani+and+casss.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7789630962918771413.post-6981026971078974866</id><published>2009-10-22T10:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-22T10:45:30.656-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Animals!!</title><content type='html'>I like animals.&lt;br /&gt;Animals are so much fun.&lt;br /&gt;They are beautiful.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7789630962918771413-6981026971078974866?l=cassidys9blog2009.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cassidys9blog2009.blogspot.com/feeds/6981026971078974866/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cassidys9blog2009.blogspot.com/2009/10/animals.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7789630962918771413/posts/default/6981026971078974866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7789630962918771413/posts/default/6981026971078974866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cassidys9blog2009.blogspot.com/2009/10/animals.html' title='Animals!!'/><author><name>cassidy Allen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14134113069502759357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hQ-XVYrVXGE/StYMCe70uXI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Exn98_mUiQ8/S220/dani+and+casss.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7789630962918771413.post-9130535941676661476</id><published>2009-10-20T10:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-20T10:47:55.388-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Favorite song!!</title><content type='html'>My favorite song would be Justin Moore "Small town USA". The topic is about being in your small town you live in. Your a hard working citizen and with your love of your life. I think the main idea in this song is no matter what you can always come back to your small town and feel happy and relaxed. Most of the song is pretty much a love song. He wants to have her by his side where ever he goes. The theme of this lovely song would probably be a simple life, church on Sunday, and no worries just living life day by day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7789630962918771413-9130535941676661476?l=cassidys9blog2009.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cassidys9blog2009.blogspot.com/feeds/9130535941676661476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cassidys9blog2009.blogspot.com/2009/10/favorite-song.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7789630962918771413/posts/default/9130535941676661476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7789630962918771413/posts/default/9130535941676661476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cassidys9blog2009.blogspot.com/2009/10/favorite-song.html' title='Favorite song!!'/><author><name>cassidy Allen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14134113069502759357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hQ-XVYrVXGE/StYMCe70uXI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Exn98_mUiQ8/S220/dani+and+casss.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7789630962918771413.post-3067054295681457151</id><published>2009-10-19T10:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-19T10:31:25.903-07:00</updated><title type='text'>poetry!</title><content type='html'>I think when people write poetry or song writing they are speaking how they feel or what they went through. I love music. I kind of like poetry but I have no clue how to write it. Different kinds of music puts you in different moods. I like all sorts of music like, hip hop, country, a little bit of rock and probably some slow jams.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7789630962918771413-3067054295681457151?l=cassidys9blog2009.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cassidys9blog2009.blogspot.com/feeds/3067054295681457151/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cassidys9blog2009.blogspot.com/2009/10/poetry.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7789630962918771413/posts/default/3067054295681457151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7789630962918771413/posts/default/3067054295681457151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cassidys9blog2009.blogspot.com/2009/10/poetry.html' title='poetry!'/><author><name>cassidy Allen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14134113069502759357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hQ-XVYrVXGE/StYMCe70uXI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Exn98_mUiQ8/S220/dani+and+casss.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7789630962918771413.post-1554777072761551176</id><published>2009-10-15T10:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-15T10:35:53.294-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Family Tradition!!</title><content type='html'>My family tradition is every summer our family gets together and goes camping. We go camping in a special place where no one really goes. Its called Big Summit Prairie. We like to go camping where it's not by any roads or a lot of people. Its more fun when you can go fishing and not have other people around you. Our family usually stays for about a week and a half. We do all sorts of stuff like, fishing, hunting, swimming, cooking delicious food, sitting by the fire and eating s'mores. Our family doesn't go camping anymore because my mom and dad got divorced about two years ago. I miss going camping with all of us.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7789630962918771413-1554777072761551176?l=cassidys9blog2009.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cassidys9blog2009.blogspot.com/feeds/1554777072761551176/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cassidys9blog2009.blogspot.com/2009/10/family-tradition.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7789630962918771413/posts/default/1554777072761551176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7789630962918771413/posts/default/1554777072761551176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cassidys9blog2009.blogspot.com/2009/10/family-tradition.html' title='Family Tradition!!'/><author><name>cassidy Allen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14134113069502759357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hQ-XVYrVXGE/StYMCe70uXI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Exn98_mUiQ8/S220/dani+and+casss.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7789630962918771413.post-4184158831291417290</id><published>2009-10-14T10:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-14T10:29:27.287-07:00</updated><title type='text'>about my weekend!</title><content type='html'>My weekend was great. I went to spend sometime with my granny. I always help her with her chores inside and yard work of course. My grandma is funny,outgoing, and just a ball of fire.When she laughs you automatically have a smile on. When I see her we always get Taco bell. I don't know why.We just end up going their. I love my grandma she is one of a kind.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7789630962918771413-4184158831291417290?l=cassidys9blog2009.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cassidys9blog2009.blogspot.com/feeds/4184158831291417290/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cassidys9blog2009.blogspot.com/2009/10/about-my-weekend.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7789630962918771413/posts/default/4184158831291417290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7789630962918771413/posts/default/4184158831291417290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cassidys9blog2009.blogspot.com/2009/10/about-my-weekend.html' title='about my weekend!'/><author><name>cassidy Allen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14134113069502759357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hQ-XVYrVXGE/StYMCe70uXI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Exn98_mUiQ8/S220/dani+and+casss.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7789630962918771413.post-4374581569287282872</id><published>2009-10-07T10:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-07T10:42:11.621-07:00</updated><title type='text'>what do you remeber about september 11th?</title><content type='html'>What I remember about September 11Th is sadness. Everyone was sad I know I was. The twin towers were totally destroyed. Hundreds of people were killed and injured. Eveybody was talking about it at least months after the horrible accident. Today I would like to know how all the family's and friends are doing of the people that were killed on September 11Th. When I saw the news I automatically sat down and watched the news forever. Every time I hear about the twin towers I replay the air plains crashing in to the skyscraper buildings and all you see in a giant cloud of gray covering the sky and building.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7789630962918771413-4374581569287282872?l=cassidys9blog2009.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cassidys9blog2009.blogspot.com/feeds/4374581569287282872/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cassidys9blog2009.blogspot.com/2009/10/what-do-you-remeber-about-september.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7789630962918771413/posts/default/4374581569287282872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7789630962918771413/posts/default/4374581569287282872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cassidys9blog2009.blogspot.com/2009/10/what-do-you-remeber-about-september.html' title='what do you remeber about september 11th?'/><author><name>cassidy Allen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14134113069502759357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hQ-XVYrVXGE/StYMCe70uXI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Exn98_mUiQ8/S220/dani+and+casss.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7789630962918771413.post-2587716680818790932</id><published>2009-10-05T10:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-05T10:29:30.039-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Where would you go outside of the United states?</title><content type='html'>If I could go anywhere outside the united states I would probably go to Costa Rica. I love hot places. I hate the rain. I wanna be in the water and tanning on the beaches, shopping, hangout with friends. I like how the hot sun brightens each day it makes me happy when its a beautiful day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7789630962918771413-2587716680818790932?l=cassidys9blog2009.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cassidys9blog2009.blogspot.com/feeds/2587716680818790932/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cassidys9blog2009.blogspot.com/2009/10/where-would-you-go-outside-of-united.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7789630962918771413/posts/default/2587716680818790932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7789630962918771413/posts/default/2587716680818790932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cassidys9blog2009.blogspot.com/2009/10/where-would-you-go-outside-of-united.html' title='Where would you go outside of the United states?'/><author><name>cassidy Allen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14134113069502759357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hQ-XVYrVXGE/StYMCe70uXI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Exn98_mUiQ8/S220/dani+and+casss.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7789630962918771413.post-558787618604040671</id><published>2009-10-01T10:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-01T10:47:14.445-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Most embarrasing moments!!</title><content type='html'>My most embarrassing moment is when I was with my best friend, and some friends and the boys wanted pizza. So we stopped at little Cesar's. And the boys went in side to order their food. This little boy and his family were walking with their grocerys right on the side walk in front of little Cesar's. Then the little boys bag rips and a giant jar of dill pickles crashed and hit the pavement. I got out of the car and helped pick up the broken glass with Danielle's boyfriend.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7789630962918771413-558787618604040671?l=cassidys9blog2009.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cassidys9blog2009.blogspot.com/feeds/558787618604040671/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cassidys9blog2009.blogspot.com/2009/10/most-embarrasing-moments.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7789630962918771413/posts/default/558787618604040671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7789630962918771413/posts/default/558787618604040671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cassidys9blog2009.blogspot.com/2009/10/most-embarrasing-moments.html' title='Most embarrasing moments!!'/><author><name>cassidy Allen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14134113069502759357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hQ-XVYrVXGE/StYMCe70uXI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Exn98_mUiQ8/S220/dani+and+casss.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7789630962918771413.post-413906299390461749</id><published>2009-09-30T10:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-30T10:25:25.228-07:00</updated><title type='text'>favorite things about the fall season?</title><content type='html'>My favorite things about the fall season is you get to wear cute winter clothes. Also it looks pretty when all the leaves change colors. I hate the rain so that's what I don't like about the fall and winter season. The rain makes the bottom of your pants wet and everything else wet. When your wet that makes you more colder than you already are. I think fall season and winter make people a little depressed. It puts me in a bad mood because its ugly and dark outside.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7789630962918771413-413906299390461749?l=cassidys9blog2009.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cassidys9blog2009.blogspot.com/feeds/413906299390461749/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cassidys9blog2009.blogspot.com/2009/09/favorite-things-about-fall-season.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7789630962918771413/posts/default/413906299390461749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7789630962918771413/posts/default/413906299390461749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cassidys9blog2009.blogspot.com/2009/09/favorite-things-about-fall-season.html' title='favorite things about the fall season?'/><author><name>cassidy Allen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14134113069502759357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hQ-XVYrVXGE/StYMCe70uXI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Exn98_mUiQ8/S220/dani+and+casss.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7789630962918771413.post-8505710861210324554</id><published>2009-09-29T10:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-29T10:37:34.337-07:00</updated><title type='text'>why do people become addicted?</title><content type='html'>I think people become addicted when they are around people that are using. Also the groups that they may hangout with. People may become addicted when they are depressed and just turn to drugs to make them feel better.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7789630962918771413-8505710861210324554?l=cassidys9blog2009.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cassidys9blog2009.blogspot.com/feeds/8505710861210324554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cassidys9blog2009.blogspot.com/2009/09/why-do-people-become-addicted.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7789630962918771413/posts/default/8505710861210324554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7789630962918771413/posts/default/8505710861210324554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cassidys9blog2009.blogspot.com/2009/09/why-do-people-become-addicted.html' title='why do people become addicted?'/><author><name>cassidy Allen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14134113069502759357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hQ-XVYrVXGE/StYMCe70uXI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Exn98_mUiQ8/S220/dani+and+casss.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7789630962918771413.post-6958350798098010080</id><published>2009-09-24T10:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-24T10:36:50.051-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lost everything in a natural disaster!</title><content type='html'>If I lost everything in a natural disaster I'd be devastated. I would try and save my family first, my animals and every body's clothes. I would try and save our family pictures of us and of my grandma and grandpa.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7789630962918771413-6958350798098010080?l=cassidys9blog2009.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cassidys9blog2009.blogspot.com/feeds/6958350798098010080/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cassidys9blog2009.blogspot.com/2009/09/lost-everything-in-natural-disaster.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7789630962918771413/posts/default/6958350798098010080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7789630962918771413/posts/default/6958350798098010080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cassidys9blog2009.blogspot.com/2009/09/lost-everything-in-natural-disaster.html' title='Lost everything in a natural disaster!'/><author><name>cassidy Allen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14134113069502759357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hQ-XVYrVXGE/StYMCe70uXI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Exn98_mUiQ8/S220/dani+and+casss.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7789630962918771413.post-7455322735790034079</id><published>2009-09-23T10:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-23T10:26:20.024-07:00</updated><title type='text'>what does dedication mean!</title><content type='html'>Well, dedication means in my life that if you really want to do something and you put your mind to it you can do it. I'm trying to be more dedicated to school than I was last year. It's working so far.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7789630962918771413-7455322735790034079?l=cassidys9blog2009.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cassidys9blog2009.blogspot.com/feeds/7455322735790034079/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cassidys9blog2009.blogspot.com/2009/09/whaat-does-dedication-mean.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7789630962918771413/posts/default/7455322735790034079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7789630962918771413/posts/default/7455322735790034079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cassidys9blog2009.blogspot.com/2009/09/whaat-does-dedication-mean.html' title='what does dedication mean!'/><author><name>cassidy Allen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14134113069502759357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hQ-XVYrVXGE/StYMCe70uXI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Exn98_mUiQ8/S220/dani+and+casss.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7789630962918771413.post-8187624332656495110</id><published>2009-09-22T10:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-22T10:33:56.380-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Favorite foods!</title><content type='html'>One of my favorite foods are my mom's pork chop's and gravy with mashed potatoes and a Cesar salad and Texas toast. I love Taco Bell and Subway. I can eat it everyday. What I get at taco bell is two chicken supreme chalupas with no lettuce/tamatoes and a Pepsi. And what I get at subway is a foot long on Italian herb and cheese bread with chicken fajita toasted with American cheese,ranch,olives salt and pepper oil and vinegar.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7789630962918771413-8187624332656495110?l=cassidys9blog2009.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cassidys9blog2009.blogspot.com/feeds/8187624332656495110/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cassidys9blog2009.blogspot.com/2009/09/favorite-foods.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7789630962918771413/posts/default/8187624332656495110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7789630962918771413/posts/default/8187624332656495110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cassidys9blog2009.blogspot.com/2009/09/favorite-foods.html' title='Favorite foods!'/><author><name>cassidy Allen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14134113069502759357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hQ-XVYrVXGE/StYMCe70uXI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Exn98_mUiQ8/S220/dani+and+casss.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7789630962918771413.post-1008197072638736333</id><published>2009-09-21T10:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-21T10:26:41.248-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Any job in the world what would it be.?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Well my whole life I've been doing rodeo. My dad and his brothers and sisters grew up doing it to. I barrel race. Its such an adrenaline rush! I love it and when you're 18 you can go in to the NPRA. That stands for national rodeo association. You can make thousands of dollars in just one rodeo. Or I can be a jeweler like my mom because I already know how to do some of the stuff.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7789630962918771413-1008197072638736333?l=cassidys9blog2009.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cassidys9blog2009.blogspot.com/feeds/1008197072638736333/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cassidys9blog2009.blogspot.com/2009/09/any-job-in-world-what-would-it-be.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7789630962918771413/posts/default/1008197072638736333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7789630962918771413/posts/default/1008197072638736333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cassidys9blog2009.blogspot.com/2009/09/any-job-in-world-what-would-it-be.html' title='Any job in the world what would it be.?'/><author><name>cassidy Allen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14134113069502759357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hQ-XVYrVXGE/StYMCe70uXI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Exn98_mUiQ8/S220/dani+and+casss.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7789630962918771413.post-6921943307555892059</id><published>2009-09-18T10:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-18T10:22:55.743-07:00</updated><title type='text'>favorite family member!!</title><content type='html'>My favorite family member is my twin brother. We are always having fun, laughing, and making the best out of what we have. He's kinda like my dad figure after my parents got divorced. I love him. He's my favorite.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7789630962918771413-6921943307555892059?l=cassidys9blog2009.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cassidys9blog2009.blogspot.com/feeds/6921943307555892059/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cassidys9blog2009.blogspot.com/2009/09/favorite-family-member.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7789630962918771413/posts/default/6921943307555892059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7789630962918771413/posts/default/6921943307555892059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cassidys9blog2009.blogspot.com/2009/09/favorite-family-member.html' title='favorite family member!!'/><author><name>cassidy Allen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14134113069502759357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hQ-XVYrVXGE/StYMCe70uXI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Exn98_mUiQ8/S220/dani+and+casss.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7789630962918771413.post-1516108971477507692</id><published>2009-09-14T10:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-14T10:46:40.450-07:00</updated><title type='text'>country!!!! music</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;My favorite music is country and hip hop. Also I like to listen to everything. My favorite country artists are Jason Alden, Eli young band and George straite. My favorite hip hop music is Lil Wayne, Too Short.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7789630962918771413-1516108971477507692?l=cassidys9blog2009.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cassidys9blog2009.blogspot.com/feeds/1516108971477507692/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cassidys9blog2009.blogspot.com/2009/09/country-music.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7789630962918771413/posts/default/1516108971477507692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7789630962918771413/posts/default/1516108971477507692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cassidys9blog2009.blogspot.com/2009/09/country-music.html' title='country!!!! music'/><author><name>cassidy Allen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14134113069502759357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hQ-XVYrVXGE/StYMCe70uXI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Exn98_mUiQ8/S220/dani+and+casss.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7789630962918771413.post-5931999535271359186</id><published>2009-09-11T10:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-11T10:59:53.535-07:00</updated><title type='text'>obamas speech!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;My opinion on Obama's speech is I agree that you should not give up on yourself or your family and friends. I disagree with whats going on at home when you come to school put on a front of happiness. When I'm upset and whatever's going on at home I'm not going to change my feelings for school. It just doesn't work like that for me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7789630962918771413-5931999535271359186?l=cassidys9blog2009.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cassidys9blog2009.blogspot.com/feeds/5931999535271359186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cassidys9blog2009.blogspot.com/2009/09/obamas-speech.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7789630962918771413/posts/default/5931999535271359186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7789630962918771413/posts/default/5931999535271359186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cassidys9blog2009.blogspot.com/2009/09/obamas-speech.html' title='obamas speech!!!'/><author><name>cassidy Allen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14134113069502759357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hQ-XVYrVXGE/StYMCe70uXI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Exn98_mUiQ8/S220/dani+and+casss.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7789630962918771413.post-853485623123833728</id><published>2009-09-10T10:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-10T10:38:34.673-07:00</updated><title type='text'>favorite thing to do!</title><content type='html'>Things I like to do in my spare time are chillin with my best friend, going to rodeos with my family, going on vacation, fishing with my brother and papa.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7789630962918771413-853485623123833728?l=cassidys9blog2009.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cassidys9blog2009.blogspot.com/feeds/853485623123833728/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cassidys9blog2009.blogspot.com/2009/09/favorite-thing-to-do.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7789630962918771413/posts/default/853485623123833728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7789630962918771413/posts/default/853485623123833728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cassidys9blog2009.blogspot.com/2009/09/favorite-thing-to-do.html' title='favorite thing to do!'/><author><name>cassidy Allen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14134113069502759357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hQ-XVYrVXGE/StYMCe70uXI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Exn98_mUiQ8/S220/dani+and+casss.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7789630962918771413.post-7123921272082795009</id><published>2009-09-09T10:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-09T10:37:50.668-07:00</updated><title type='text'>summer nights!!!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>My summer was fun. It went by really fast but at least it was mostly hot weather.Well something interesting about my summer was I got thrown off a quad. Plus I got nasty road rash but other that it was fun. I went to some more rodeos this summer, met some new people and had a pretty good time other than that.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7789630962918771413-7123921272082795009?l=cassidys9blog2009.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cassidys9blog2009.blogspot.com/feeds/7123921272082795009/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cassidys9blog2009.blogspot.com/2009/09/summer-nights.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7789630962918771413/posts/default/7123921272082795009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7789630962918771413/posts/default/7123921272082795009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cassidys9blog2009.blogspot.com/2009/09/summer-nights.html' title='summer nights!!!!!!!!!'/><author><name>cassidy Allen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14134113069502759357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hQ-XVYrVXGE/StYMCe70uXI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Exn98_mUiQ8/S220/dani+and+casss.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7789630962918771413.post-483451352246155699</id><published>2009-06-11T10:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-11T10:30:17.530-07:00</updated><title type='text'>summer plans</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Well for this summer my family and I are gonna be rodeoing a lot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;I haven't seen my dad or brother in like 4 months. I miss them very much can't wait to see them next weekend. I cant wait to go swimming in rivers and pools with my friends. I'll be camping a lot to. My bro, mom, sister, and I are going to Nevada for the 4Th of July for &lt;span style="BACKGROUND-COLOR: #ffff00"&gt;the &lt;/span&gt;rodeo finals.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;READING FOR THE SUMMER.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;I'm going to read every morning once I get out of the shower in my room for an half an hour.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7789630962918771413-483451352246155699?l=cassidys9blog2009.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cassidys9blog2009.blogspot.com/feeds/483451352246155699/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cassidys9blog2009.blogspot.com/2009/06/summer-plans.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7789630962918771413/posts/default/483451352246155699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7789630962918771413/posts/default/483451352246155699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cassidys9blog2009.blogspot.com/2009/06/summer-plans.html' title='summer plans'/><author><name>cassidy Allen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14134113069502759357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hQ-XVYrVXGE/StYMCe70uXI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Exn98_mUiQ8/S220/dani+and+casss.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7789630962918771413.post-4402798381116926219</id><published>2009-06-08T10:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-08T10:51:46.961-07:00</updated><title type='text'>books</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;Stillness Speaks (Hardcover)by &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/exec/obidos/search-handle-url/ref=ntt_athr_dp_sr_1?%5Fencoding=UTF8&amp;amp;search-type=ss&amp;amp;index=books&amp;amp;field-author=Eckhart%20Tolle"&gt;Eckhart Tolle&lt;/a&gt; (Author) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Let-Your-Life-Speak-Listening/dp/0787947350/ref=sr_1_3?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;s=books&amp;amp;qid=1244482750&amp;amp;sr=1-3"&gt;Let Your Life Speak: Listening for the Voice of Vocation&lt;/a&gt; by Parker J. Palmer &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Harry-Potter-Sorcerers-Stone-Anniversary/dp/054506967X/ref=sr_1_8?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;s=books&amp;amp;qid=1244483254&amp;amp;sr=1-8"&gt;Harry Potter and the Sorcerer's Stone: 10th Anniversary Edition (Harry Potter)&lt;/a&gt; by J.K. Rowling&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Guide-Using-James-Giant-Classroom/dp/1557344418/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;s=books&amp;amp;qid=1244483393&amp;amp;sr=1-1"&gt;A Guide for Using James and the Giant Peach in the Classroom&lt;/a&gt; by KATHEE GOSNELL&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7789630962918771413-4402798381116926219?l=cassidys9blog2009.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cassidys9blog2009.blogspot.com/feeds/4402798381116926219/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cassidys9blog2009.blogspot.com/2009/06/books.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7789630962918771413/posts/default/4402798381116926219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7789630962918771413/posts/default/4402798381116926219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cassidys9blog2009.blogspot.com/2009/06/books.html' title='books'/><author><name>cassidy Allen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14134113069502759357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hQ-XVYrVXGE/StYMCe70uXI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Exn98_mUiQ8/S220/dani+and+casss.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7789630962918771413.post-8937666778394196069</id><published>2009-06-05T10:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-05T10:27:33.139-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;I think I am more like Rosaleen because she is tough, outgoing and snobby sometimes.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;I think Rosaleen in ways is not like me because she is kind of not as talkative as I usually am.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7789630962918771413-8937666778394196069?l=cassidys9blog2009.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cassidys9blog2009.blogspot.com/feeds/8937666778394196069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cassidys9blog2009.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-think-i-am-more-like-rosaleen-because.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7789630962918771413/posts/default/8937666778394196069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7789630962918771413/posts/default/8937666778394196069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cassidys9blog2009.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-think-i-am-more-like-rosaleen-because.html' title=''/><author><name>cassidy Allen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14134113069502759357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hQ-XVYrVXGE/StYMCe70uXI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Exn98_mUiQ8/S220/dani+and+casss.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7789630962918771413.post-2151092262343046918</id><published>2009-06-04T10:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-04T10:33:41.129-07:00</updated><title type='text'>PREDICTION</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;I think that August will be upset and mad a little bit when Lily tells her. I think she will get over it and have Rosaleen and Lily live with her forever. August grew to care about the girls and I don't think a kind hearted person like August will make them leave and never come back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7789630962918771413-2151092262343046918?l=cassidys9blog2009.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cassidys9blog2009.blogspot.com/feeds/2151092262343046918/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cassidys9blog2009.blogspot.com/2009/06/prediction.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7789630962918771413/posts/default/2151092262343046918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7789630962918771413/posts/default/2151092262343046918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cassidys9blog2009.blogspot.com/2009/06/prediction.html' title='PREDICTION'/><author><name>cassidy Allen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14134113069502759357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hQ-XVYrVXGE/StYMCe70uXI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Exn98_mUiQ8/S220/dani+and+casss.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7789630962918771413.post-7048531422678043394</id><published>2009-06-03T10:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-03T10:47:56.977-07:00</updated><title type='text'>HILLY AND ME ;]</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Well the closest person that is not blood is Hillary. She is a wonderful girl. Always smiling, she's outgoing, fun, and happy. She is always helping others. Pretty much my Hilly would give you the last shirt off her back. I love her. We are always hanging out together and having fun. The funniest thing about our friendship is that we NEVER fight. I love her and always will. My family and Hillary's family are always having barbecues, taco night, birthdays. We are all two big happy family's.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7789630962918771413-7048531422678043394?l=cassidys9blog2009.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cassidys9blog2009.blogspot.com/feeds/7048531422678043394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cassidys9blog2009.blogspot.com/2009/06/hilly-and-me.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7789630962918771413/posts/default/7048531422678043394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7789630962918771413/posts/default/7048531422678043394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cassidys9blog2009.blogspot.com/2009/06/hilly-and-me.html' title='HILLY AND ME ;]'/><author><name>cassidy Allen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14134113069502759357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hQ-XVYrVXGE/StYMCe70uXI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Exn98_mUiQ8/S220/dani+and+casss.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7789630962918771413.post-3559345501992767162</id><published>2009-06-01T10:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-01T10:36:59.572-07:00</updated><title type='text'>5 things..settings</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;li&gt;south Carolina, big pink house&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;1969&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;fields, fields full of bee houses, very sunny&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;hot, humid, muggy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;she feels comfortable compared to when her and Rosaleen lived with T ray. Big house at least 5 or 6 rooms, she is actually doing something she likes with August and the girls. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;honey, grass, trees, food&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7789630962918771413-3559345501992767162?l=cassidys9blog2009.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cassidys9blog2009.blogspot.com/feeds/3559345501992767162/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cassidys9blog2009.blogspot.com/2009/06/5-thingssettings.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7789630962918771413/posts/default/3559345501992767162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7789630962918771413/posts/default/3559345501992767162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cassidys9blog2009.blogspot.com/2009/06/5-thingssettings.html' title='5 things..settings'/><author><name>cassidy Allen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14134113069502759357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hQ-XVYrVXGE/StYMCe70uXI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Exn98_mUiQ8/S220/dani+and+casss.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7789630962918771413.post-4326428431571394135</id><published>2009-05-28T10:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-28T10:31:40.059-07:00</updated><title type='text'>BEST AND WORST!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;My favorite part about this book is when they met August and she let her and Rosaleen stay in her home. I think August is a very caring and warm hearted person to let the girls stay in her home. Plus the girls have been in enough trouble as it is.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;The worst part about this book is when Rosaleen got beaten by the men that she poured the snuff spit on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7789630962918771413-4326428431571394135?l=cassidys9blog2009.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cassidys9blog2009.blogspot.com/feeds/4326428431571394135/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cassidys9blog2009.blogspot.com/2009/05/best-and-worst.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7789630962918771413/posts/default/4326428431571394135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7789630962918771413/posts/default/4326428431571394135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cassidys9blog2009.blogspot.com/2009/05/best-and-worst.html' title='BEST AND WORST!'/><author><name>cassidy Allen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14134113069502759357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hQ-XVYrVXGE/StYMCe70uXI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Exn98_mUiQ8/S220/dani+and+casss.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7789630962918771413.post-5279136770262297822</id><published>2009-05-26T10:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-26T10:28:32.380-07:00</updated><title type='text'>river weekend!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Over the weekend my friends and I went to the river for like two days. I got much tanner. We played in the water for awhile and then it got too cold. Sunday my girl friends and I went over to my friends house and we all watched movies and ate candy and had fun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7789630962918771413-5279136770262297822?l=cassidys9blog2009.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cassidys9blog2009.blogspot.com/feeds/5279136770262297822/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cassidys9blog2009.blogspot.com/2009/05/river-weekend.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7789630962918771413/posts/default/5279136770262297822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7789630962918771413/posts/default/5279136770262297822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cassidys9blog2009.blogspot.com/2009/05/river-weekend.html' title='river weekend!'/><author><name>cassidy Allen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14134113069502759357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hQ-XVYrVXGE/StYMCe70uXI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Exn98_mUiQ8/S220/dani+and+casss.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7789630962918771413.post-1327056811801938724</id><published>2009-05-21T10:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-21T10:39:51.256-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Queen bee!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;I think the queen bee in this book is August because she runs the house, the honey business, her land.she tell all the girls what to do but in a nice way. Like chore wise.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7789630962918771413-1327056811801938724?l=cassidys9blog2009.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cassidys9blog2009.blogspot.com/feeds/1327056811801938724/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cassidys9blog2009.blogspot.com/2009/05/queen-bee.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7789630962918771413/posts/default/1327056811801938724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7789630962918771413/posts/default/1327056811801938724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cassidys9blog2009.blogspot.com/2009/05/queen-bee.html' title='Queen bee!'/><author><name>cassidy Allen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14134113069502759357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hQ-XVYrVXGE/StYMCe70uXI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Exn98_mUiQ8/S220/dani+and+casss.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7789630962918771413.post-3550013472756473336</id><published>2009-05-19T10:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-19T11:08:58.016-07:00</updated><title type='text'>SECRET LIFE OF BEES</title><content type='html'>&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;A small man wearing a bow tie stood on the other side of a wooden counter,  nearly lost behind a barricade of scuppernong jelly and sweet fire pickles.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;light streamed in the door,hazy,warped,blurred with drizzles of yellow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;The author is a very good good writer, the words she uses are very discriptive she discribes them as if she is reanacting the whole storie&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/7789630962918771413-3550013472756473336?l=cassidys9blog2009.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cassidys9blog2009.blogspot.com/feeds/3550013472756473336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cassidys9blog2009.blogspot.com/2009/05/secret-life-of-bees.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7789630962918771413/posts/default/3550013472756473336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7789630962918771413/posts/default/3550013472756473336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cassidys9blog2009.blogspot.com/2009/05/secret-life-of-bees.html' title='SECRET LIFE OF BEES'/><author><name>cassidy Allen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14134113069502759357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hQ-XVYrVXGE/StYMCe70uXI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Exn98_mUiQ8/S220/dani+and+casss.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7789630962918771413.post-3544025937298327789</id><published>2009-05-15T10:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-15T10:33:01.297-07:00</updated><title type='text'>THIS WEEKEND!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Well this weekend me and my mom are going to a high school rodeo in McMinnville Friday, Saturday, and Sunday. My dad and my brother and me all rodeo. My brother and father are bull riders and I'm a barrel racer. We have been rodeoing our whole life so its nothing new. I love it. its a blast.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7789630962918771413-3544025937298327789?l=cassidys9blog2009.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cassidys9blog2009.blogspot.com/feeds/3544025937298327789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cassidys9blog2009.blogspot.com/2009/05/this-weekend.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7789630962918771413/posts/default/3544025937298327789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7789630962918771413/posts/default/3544025937298327789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cassidys9blog2009.blogspot.com/2009/05/this-weekend.html' title='THIS WEEKEND!'/><author><name>cassidy Allen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14134113069502759357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hQ-XVYrVXGE/StYMCe70uXI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Exn98_mUiQ8/S220/dani+and+casss.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7789630962918771413.post-4007192073564834835</id><published>2009-05-14T10:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-14T10:34:29.237-07:00</updated><title type='text'>LILYS options</title><content type='html'>&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Lily could have waited until Rosaleen got out of jail and they both could have ran away together instead of breaking out of jail and the hospital.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Lily could have visited &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Rosaleen&lt;/span&gt; in jail..Lily &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;couldn't&lt;/span&gt; have stopped &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Rosaleen&lt;/span&gt; from &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;pouring&lt;/span&gt; that chew spit on the white man's shoes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7789630962918771413-4007192073564834835?l=cassidys9blog2009.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cassidys9blog2009.blogspot.com/feeds/4007192073564834835/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cassidys9blog2009.blogspot.com/2009/05/lilys-options.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7789630962918771413/posts/default/4007192073564834835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7789630962918771413/posts/default/4007192073564834835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cassidys9blog2009.blogspot.com/2009/05/lilys-options.html' title='LILYS options'/><author><name>cassidy Allen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14134113069502759357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hQ-XVYrVXGE/StYMCe70uXI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Exn98_mUiQ8/S220/dani+and+casss.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7789630962918771413.post-8265355519770262989</id><published>2009-05-13T10:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-13T10:51:33.754-07:00</updated><title type='text'>BEST FRIEND :]</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;My Best Friend Danielle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Well to start off she is an outgoing person, and always wants to have fun. We kind of have the same style in clothes, but totally NOT boys. She is always there for me when things get tough. Danielle is very out spoken. She will tall you how it is sometimes, but other than that she is a sweet girl. We are like two peas in a pod. She is always smiling, but if anything doesn't go her way oh god she will throw a fit. She thinks she is always right at everything (ha) and she's not but I will always love her, She is like another sister to me. I wouldn't get a new best friend if somebody paid me cause money can't buy friendship.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7789630962918771413-8265355519770262989?l=cassidys9blog2009.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cassidys9blog2009.blogspot.com/feeds/8265355519770262989/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cassidys9blog2009.blogspot.com/2009/05/best-friend.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7789630962918771413/posts/default/8265355519770262989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7789630962918771413/posts/default/8265355519770262989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cassidys9blog2009.blogspot.com/2009/05/best-friend.html' title='BEST FRIEND :]'/><author><name>cassidy Allen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14134113069502759357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hQ-XVYrVXGE/StYMCe70uXI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Exn98_mUiQ8/S220/dani+and+casss.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7789630962918771413.post-7397471258937301093</id><published>2009-05-11T10:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-11T10:39:02.110-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;character: best friend:Danielle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Well my best friend is always wanting to have a great time. She always thinks she's right at everything. Most of the time we get along but sometimes she will have her moments and freak out! We always make something fun if its not. we will work together and make it so we have a good time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;funny&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;caring&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;smart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;outgoing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;bubbly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7789630962918771413-7397471258937301093?l=cassidys9blog2009.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cassidys9blog2009.blogspot.com/feeds/7397471258937301093/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cassidys9blog2009.blogspot.com/2009/05/character-best-frienddanielle-well-my.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7789630962918771413/posts/default/7397471258937301093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7789630962918771413/posts/default/7397471258937301093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cassidys9blog2009.blogspot.com/2009/05/character-best-frienddanielle-well-my.html' title=''/><author><name>cassidy Allen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14134113069502759357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hQ-XVYrVXGE/StYMCe70uXI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Exn98_mUiQ8/S220/dani+and+casss.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7789630962918771413.post-61758675431273711</id><published>2009-05-08T10:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-08T11:00:25.411-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Secrect Life Of Bees</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;                                  Lily!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; Lily try ed to let those silly bees out of the jar, she even try ed laying it on its side. They were still in the jar when she woke up in the morning.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;lily just turned fourteen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Rosaleen and lily  were told to get in the police car,but only Rosaleen was arrested.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;lily and Rosaleen were glad they couldn't here the men yelling out mean word at them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;the only image lily had for jails was from western movies,this one was nothing like that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;funny&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;smart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;adventurous&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;caring&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;mysterious&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7789630962918771413-61758675431273711?l=cassidys9blog2009.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cassidys9blog2009.blogspot.com/feeds/61758675431273711/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cassidys9blog2009.blogspot.com/2009/05/secrect-life-of-bees.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7789630962918771413/posts/default/61758675431273711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7789630962918771413/posts/default/61758675431273711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cassidys9blog2009.blogspot.com/2009/05/secrect-life-of-bees.html' title='The Secrect Life Of Bees'/><author><name>cassidy Allen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14134113069502759357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hQ-XVYrVXGE/StYMCe70uXI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Exn98_mUiQ8/S220/dani+and+casss.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7789630962918771413.post-7491519815403380540</id><published>2009-05-06T10:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-06T10:49:02.743-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sue Monk Kidd</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Sue Monk Kidd was born in a small town called Sylvester, Georgia. She has always wanted to be a writer ever since she was a little girl. Sue majored in nursing and graduated in 1970 from Texas Christian University with a degree. Her first book she wrote was God's Joyful Surprise. Sue worked a lot throughout her twenties, then got married and had two beautiful kids Bob and Ann. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7789630962918771413-7491519815403380540?l=cassidys9blog2009.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cassidys9blog2009.blogspot.com/feeds/7491519815403380540/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cassidys9blog2009.blogspot.com/2009/05/sue-monk-kidd.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7789630962918771413/posts/default/7491519815403380540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7789630962918771413/posts/default/7491519815403380540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cassidys9blog2009.blogspot.com/2009/05/sue-monk-kidd.html' title='Sue Monk Kidd'/><author><name>cassidy Allen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14134113069502759357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hQ-XVYrVXGE/StYMCe70uXI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Exn98_mUiQ8/S220/dani+and+casss.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7789630962918771413.post-1244714852733056498</id><published>2009-05-05T10:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-05T10:58:10.921-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Civil Rights Movement</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt; The civil rights movment started in the 1950's and 60's. Blacks could not vote, the were virtually powerless to prevent whites from segregating all aspects of southern life. The reconstruction governments had passed laws opening up economic and political opprotunities for blacks. By 1877 the Democratic party had gained control of government in Southern states, ans those Southern Democrats wanted to reverse black advances made during reconstruction. Blacks had seperate schools, resturants, parks and transpertation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://encarta.msn.com/encyclopedia_761580647/civil_rights_movement_in_the_united_states.html"&gt;http://encarta.msn.com/encyclopedia_761580647/civil_rights_movement_in_the_united_states.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7789630962918771413-1244714852733056498?l=cassidys9blog2009.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cassidys9blog2009.blogspot.com/feeds/1244714852733056498/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cassidys9blog2009.blogspot.com/2009/05/civil-rights-movement.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7789630962918771413/posts/default/1244714852733056498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7789630962918771413/posts/default/1244714852733056498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cassidys9blog2009.blogspot.com/2009/05/civil-rights-movement.html' title='Civil Rights Movement'/><author><name>cassidy Allen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14134113069502759357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hQ-XVYrVXGE/StYMCe70uXI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Exn98_mUiQ8/S220/dani+and+casss.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7789630962918771413.post-2050220260021013117</id><published>2009-05-01T10:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-01T10:46:53.073-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I Remembered...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;It was the middle of the night and suddenly I remembered I was so busy doing my history and math that I forgot to study for my midterm &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;tomorrow&lt;/span&gt;. So I get up and turn my lamp on and sit at my desk and start &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;studying&lt;/span&gt;. Suddenly I hear something scratch on my window. I got scared and thought I should go to bed. I've been &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;studying&lt;/span&gt; for and hour and a half. So I turn my lamp off and run and jump into bed. I lay there thinking gosh &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; gonna be tired &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;tomorrow&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/7789630962918771413-2050220260021013117?l=cassidys9blog2009.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cassidys9blog2009.blogspot.com/feeds/2050220260021013117/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cassidys9blog2009.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-remembered.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7789630962918771413/posts/default/2050220260021013117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7789630962918771413/posts/default/2050220260021013117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cassidys9blog2009.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-remembered.html' title='I Remembered...'/><author><name>cassidy Allen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14134113069502759357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hQ-XVYrVXGE/StYMCe70uXI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Exn98_mUiQ8/S220/dani+and+casss.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7789630962918771413.post-7106268359774179532</id><published>2009-04-30T10:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-30T11:06:57.307-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"What SHOULD Heaven be like?  Everyone has an image of Heaven, even those who aren't religious.Write about yours."</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;I think heaven should be like high up in the sky, sitting on big fluffy clouds, always the sun shining, everybody smileing. I would want to live in my own house even when I'm past away in heaven. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7789630962918771413-7106268359774179532?l=cassidys9blog2009.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cassidys9blog2009.blogspot.com/feeds/7106268359774179532/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cassidys9blog2009.blogspot.com/2009/04/what-should-heaven-be-like-everyone-has.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7789630962918771413/posts/default/7106268359774179532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7789630962918771413/posts/default/7106268359774179532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cassidys9blog2009.blogspot.com/2009/04/what-should-heaven-be-like-everyone-has.html' title='&quot;What SHOULD Heaven be like?  Everyone has an image of Heaven, even those who aren&apos;t religious.Write about yours.&quot;'/><author><name>cassidy Allen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14134113069502759357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hQ-XVYrVXGE/StYMCe70uXI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Exn98_mUiQ8/S220/dani+and+casss.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7789630962918771413.post-2143941615942086214</id><published>2009-04-29T10:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-29T10:34:30.482-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Compound Word Practice</title><content type='html'>I play &lt;em&gt;volleyball&lt;/em&gt; at my high school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love &lt;em&gt;everything&lt;/em&gt; outside when im in the forest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I work with &lt;em&gt;livestock&lt;/em&gt; on my farm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love reading &lt;em&gt;throughout&lt;/em&gt; the day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7789630962918771413-2143941615942086214?l=cassidys9blog2009.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cassidys9blog2009.blogspot.com/feeds/2143941615942086214/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cassidys9blog2009.blogspot.com/2009/04/compound-word-practice.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7789630962918771413/posts/default/2143941615942086214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7789630962918771413/posts/default/2143941615942086214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cassidys9blog2009.blogspot.com/2009/04/compound-word-practice.html' title='Compound Word Practice'/><author><name>cassidy Allen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14134113069502759357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hQ-XVYrVXGE/StYMCe70uXI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Exn98_mUiQ8/S220/dani+and+casss.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7789630962918771413.post-939622724760691886</id><published>2009-04-20T10:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-23T11:05:42.404-07:00</updated><title type='text'>This I Believe</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;I believe in not doing drugs..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;I believe in not doing drugs because my mother and father got divorced because of that. E&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;very time I think about it or see it I just walk away or do something else. So pretty much you should never do drugs period. Because it ruined my life and m family's. It puts your family and friends through pain and puts you though pain too. When my sis and brother were younger all of our friends wanted our family because they said it was just so perfect. All of us were like,  "I  know. I love my family. Its so much fun." Even though everything wasn't perfect my mom tried so hard to make our family as happy and working as possible. Once my brother and I got old enough we started figuring it out. I was daddy's little girl. Ever since I knew he was using drugs my world flipped upside down. I was a totally different person. I didn't want to talk to anyone, do anything...nothing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;I was so mad and sad I didn't care about anything.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7789630962918771413-939622724760691886?l=cassidys9blog2009.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cassidys9blog2009.blogspot.com/feeds/939622724760691886/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cassidys9blog2009.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-believe-in-not-doing-drugs.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7789630962918771413/posts/default/939622724760691886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7789630962918771413/posts/default/939622724760691886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cassidys9blog2009.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-believe-in-not-doing-drugs.html' title='This I Believe'/><author><name>cassidy Allen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14134113069502759357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hQ-XVYrVXGE/StYMCe70uXI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Exn98_mUiQ8/S220/dani+and+casss.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
