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	<title>Ms.Cristella's Class Blog &#187; Brianna</title>
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		<title>Vacuum Cleaner</title>
		<link>http://tufsdblogs.org/ccristella/2008/04/19/vacuum-cleaner/</link>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 20 Apr 2008 01:41:40 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>ccristella</dc:creator>
				<category><![CDATA[Brianna]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[Christian]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[Personification Poems]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[Will]]></category>

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		<description><![CDATA[Vacuum Cleaner A Personification Poem By Brianna, Will, Chris Uuuuummmmm! Iâ€™m hungry for dinner! Someone please turn me on! Click. Finally! Iâ€™m on! Iâ€™m sliding on the rug like an ice skater. Iâ€™m looking for crumbs Hunting and searching with my eagle eyes on the hunt. Wait! There are some crumbs in the corner! â€œIâ€™m [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Vacuum Cleaner<br />
A Personification Poem By Brianna, Will, Chris </p>
<p>Uuuuummmmm! Iâ€™m hungry for dinner!<br />
Someone please turn me on!<br />
Click.<br />
Finally! Iâ€™m on!<br />
Iâ€™m sliding on the rug like an ice skater.<br />
Iâ€™m looking for crumbs<br />
Hunting and searching with my eagle eyes on the hunt.<br />
Wait! There are some crumbs in the corner!<br />
â€œIâ€™m full!â€<br />
Please empty my stomach.<br />
I need surgery! </p>
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		<title>Recess</title>
		<link>http://tufsdblogs.org/ccristella/2008/04/19/recess/</link>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 20 Apr 2008 01:34:17 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>ccristella</dc:creator>
				<category><![CDATA[Brianna]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[Christian]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[Lena]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[Onomotopoeia Poems]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[Payge]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[Willa]]></category>

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		<description><![CDATA[Recess An Onomatopoeia Poem by Lena, Chris, Willa, Brianna, Payge Click, Clack go the jump ropes when they hit the ground. Pow, pow go the balls when they bounce. Knock, knock go the hula hoops when they bump into the other children. â€œAaaaahhhhh!!!â€ go the children when they are playing tag. Boom! Bang! â€œI got [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Recess<br />
An Onomatopoeia Poem by Lena, Chris, Willa, Brianna, Payge</p>
<p>Click, Clack go the jump ropes when they hit the ground.<br />
Pow, pow go the balls when they bounce.<br />
Knock, knock go the hula hoops<br />
when they bump into the other children.</p>
<p>â€œAaaaahhhhh!!!â€<br />
go the children when they are playing tag.<br />
Boom! Bang! â€œI got you!â€ say the children playing 4 square.<br />
â€œHa, ha you missed me!â€ say the children when they get dodged.  </p>
<p>â€œOoooooohhhhhâ€¦â€<br />
Go the children when itâ€™s time to go back in.  </p>
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		<title>A Snowy Day</title>
		<link>http://tufsdblogs.org/ccristella/2008/01/13/a-snowy-day/</link>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 13 Jan 2008 20:07:17 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>ccristella</dc:creator>
				<category><![CDATA[Brianna]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[Winter Sensory Poems]]></category>

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		<description><![CDATA[A Snowy Day By Brianna Kids ride a sled down the hill â€œAaaaah!â€ â€œIâ€™m going to crash!â€ Peopleâ€™s boots step on the snow â€œCrunch, Crunchâ€ â€œStep, Step, Stepâ€¦â€ Hot cocoa melts in my mouth â€œThis is so yummy and delicious!â€ I said, â€œThanks Mom, this is fantastic!â€ Gingerbread men in the oven smell yummy â€œThis [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>A Snowy Day<br />
By Brianna </p>
<p>Kids ride a sled down the hill<br />
â€œAaaaah!â€<br />
â€œIâ€™m going to crash!â€ </p>
<p>Peopleâ€™s boots step on the snow<br />
â€œCrunch, Crunchâ€<br />
â€œStep, Step, Stepâ€¦â€  </p>
<p>Hot cocoa melts in my mouth<br />
â€œThis is so yummy and delicious!â€<br />
I said, â€œThanks Mom, this is fantastic!â€ </p>
<p>Gingerbread men in the oven smell yummy<br />
â€œThis is super!â€ </p>
<p>My soft hat and gloves<br />
Keep me so, so, so warm.<br />
â€œThis is so comfy.â€</p>
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		<title>The Polar Express</title>
		<link>http://tufsdblogs.org/ccristella/2007/12/22/the-polar-express-5/</link>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 23 Dec 2007 00:31:51 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>ccristella</dc:creator>
				<category><![CDATA[Brianna]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[Polar Express Stories]]></category>

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		<description><![CDATA[The Polar Express Briannaâ€™s Version Once upon a time a girl named Brianna was sleeping. She heard a noise outside. Everything was shaking in her bedroom. She went downstairs and saw no presents. She opened the door and saw a train and a man said, â€œAre you coming?â€ â€œNo!â€ the girl said. And the man [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>The Polar Express<br />
Briannaâ€™s Version</p>
<p>Once upon a time a girl named Brianna was sleeping.  She heard a noise outside.  Everything was shaking in her bedroom.  She went downstairs and saw no presents.  </p>
<p>She opened the door and saw a train and a man said, â€œAre you coming?â€ â€œNo!â€ the girl said.  And the man said, â€œYou should go.â€  But she changed her mind and she was running to get on the train.  </p>
<p>She went in the train and saw kids.  She said, â€œWhere are we going?â€ One kid said, â€œWe are going to the North Pole.â€  â€œWhat is the name of this train?â€ â€œThe Polar Expressâ€¦â€      THE END.</p>
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		<title>My Birthday</title>
		<link>http://tufsdblogs.org/ccristella/2007/12/09/my-birthday/</link>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 10 Dec 2007 00:38:15 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>ccristella</dc:creator>
				<category><![CDATA[Brianna]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[Memoirs]]></category>

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		<description><![CDATA[A Memoir by Brianna When it was my birthday I was getting ready to start my birthday. The first friend that walked in was Rebecca. Then, my friend Lena and all my friends came. My cake for my birthday was ice cream. It was vanilla ice cream and a lit bit of sprinkles. Mom put [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>A Memoir by Brianna</p>
<p>When it was my birthday I was getting ready to start my birthday.  The first friend that walked in was Rebecca.  Then, my friend Lena and all my friends came.  </p>
<p>My cake for my birthday was ice cream.  It was vanilla ice cream and a lit bit of sprinkles.  Mom put one candle in it.  It was YUMMY! </p>
<p>I was turning seven years old.  All of my friends went to my room.  I got two Webkinz.  There was a Yorkie and a pig.  The pig was named Cookie and the Yorkie was named Sugar.  </p>
<p>I got a gift from my sister too.  It was a bag so when I go to tap I can put my things in there.  The bag is big.  It has dogs from Paris and it is black and pink and white.  </p>
<p>My birthday party was over so I ate pizza when all my friends went home.  It was so fun when it was my birthday! </p>
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