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	<title>Ms.Cristella's Class Blog &#187; Payge</title>
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		<title>Pencil Sharpener</title>
		<link>http://tufsdblogs.org/ccristella/2008/04/19/pencil-sharpener/</link>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 20 Apr 2008 01:41:15 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>ccristella</dc:creator>
				<category><![CDATA[Arianna]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[Payge]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[Personification Poems]]></category>

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		<description><![CDATA[Pencil Sharpener A Personification Poem By Arianna and Payge The pencil sharpener gulps up wood from the pencil. YUM! YUM! Pencil sharpener wants more. â€œI WANT MORE!â€ The handle from the pencil sharpener rolls all around Like a person somersaulting. Pencil sharpener still isnâ€™t full. I shake and gobble up more pencil shavings. YUM! YUM! [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Pencil Sharpener<br />
A Personification Poem By Arianna and Payge</p>
<p>The pencil sharpener gulps up wood from the pencil.<br />
YUM! YUM!<br />
Pencil sharpener wants more.  â€œI WANT MORE!â€<br />
The handle from the pencil sharpener rolls all around<br />
Like a person somersaulting.<br />
Pencil sharpener still isnâ€™t full.<br />
I shake and gobble up more pencil shavings.<br />
YUM! YUM!<br />
Now I am fullâ€¦ no more!<br />
I spit it all out.  </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>The Ishangi Family</title>
		<link>http://tufsdblogs.org/ccristella/2008/03/22/the-ishangi-family/</link>
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		<pubDate>Sat, 22 Mar 2008 20:46:51 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>ccristella</dc:creator>
				<category><![CDATA[Arianna]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[Payge]]></category>

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		<description><![CDATA[By Payge and Arianna The main idea is about the favorite things of the Ishangi family and their people. The people balanced laundry on their heads. They are very good at balancing! We enjoyed the loud drums. They had lots of rhythm. They sang a song called Che Che Koolay. It is a good song [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>By Payge and Arianna</p>
<p>The main idea is about the favorite things of the Ishangi family and their people.  The people balanced laundry on their heads.  They are very good at balancing! We enjoyed the loud drums.  They had lots of rhythm.  They sang a song called Che Che Koolay.  It is a good song about being thankful.  The mom was talking to spirits.  When the mother didnâ€™t have energy the girl would dance and shake the maraca and the mother would get her energy from that.  The mom was in a puffy African costume with a mask on to talk to spirits.  The mom did cartwheels and tagged the girl and she did them.<br />
We enjoyed the Ishangi family dancers from Ghana, Africa.  </p>
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		<title>My Winter Adventures</title>
		<link>http://tufsdblogs.org/ccristella/2008/01/13/my-winter-adventures-2/</link>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 13 Jan 2008 20:14:18 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>ccristella</dc:creator>
				<category><![CDATA[Payge]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[Winter Sensory Poems]]></category>

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		<description><![CDATA[My Winter Adventures By Payge Huge snowmen and snowwomen are being built by children in the town park. I hear happy children playing winter games with best friends â€œTake cover!â€ ZOOM! Tasting delicious hot cocoa with marshmallows melting in my mouth. â€œMmmmmâ€ â€œMom, what did you put in that?â€ Smelling homemade cookies melted with tiny [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>My Winter Adventures<br />
By Payge </p>
<p>Huge snowmen and snowwomen are being built<br />
by children in the town park.</p>
<p>I hear happy children playing<br />
winter games with best friends<br />
â€œTake cover!â€  ZOOM! </p>
<p>Tasting delicious hot cocoa with marshmallows<br />
melting in my mouth. â€œMmmmmâ€<br />
â€œMom, what did you put in that?â€ </p>
<p>Smelling homemade cookies<br />
melted with tiny chocolate chips.<br />
â€œDelicious! I love these cookies!â€ </p>
<p>Ice skates on my feet heat my feet.<br />
â€œshooow shooowâ€<br />
It feels like Iâ€™m dancing on ice.  </p>
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		<title>My Winter Adventures</title>
		<link>http://tufsdblogs.org/ccristella/2008/01/13/my-winter-adventures/</link>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 13 Jan 2008 20:03:39 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>ccristella</dc:creator>
				<category><![CDATA[Payge]]></category>

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		<description><![CDATA[My Winter Adventures By Payge Huge snowmen and snowwomen are being built by children in the town park. I hear happy children playing winter games with best friends â€œTake cover!â€ ZOOM! Tasting delicious hot cocoa with marshmallows melting in my mouth. â€œMmmmmâ€ â€œMom, what did you put in that?â€ Smelling homemade cookies melted with tiny [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>My Winter Adventures<br />
By Payge </p>
<p>Huge snowmen and snowwomen are being built<br />
by children in the town park.</p>
<p>I hear happy children playing<br />
winter games with best friends<br />
â€œTake cover!â€  ZOOM! </p>
<p>Tasting delicious hot cocoa with marshmallows<br />
melting in my mouth. â€œMmmmmâ€<br />
â€œMom, what did you put in that?â€ </p>
<p>Smelling homemade cookies<br />
melted with tiny chocolate chips.<br />
â€œDelicious! I love these cookies!â€ </p>
<p>Ice skates on my feet heat my feet.<br />
â€œshooow shooowâ€<br />
It feels like Iâ€™m dancing on ice.  </p>
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		<title>Going To Georgia</title>
		<link>http://tufsdblogs.org/ccristella/2007/12/09/going-to-georgia/</link>
		<comments>http://tufsdblogs.org/ccristella/2007/12/09/going-to-georgia/#comments</comments>
		<pubDate>Mon, 10 Dec 2007 00:44:43 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>ccristella</dc:creator>
				<category><![CDATA[Memoirs]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[Payge]]></category>

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		<description><![CDATA[A Memoir by Payge I went to Georgia last summer and it took two whole days to drive there! â€œMomâ€¦ can I have a juicebox?â€ I asked during the ride. At last we were there. â€œHey Mom! Thereâ€™s Briannaâ€™s aunts house!â€ I said. I met my cousin named Courtney. She is excited and goofy like [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>A Memoir by Payge</p>
<p>I went to Georgia last summer and it took two whole days to drive there! â€œMomâ€¦ can I have a juicebox?â€ I asked during the ride.</p>
<p>At last we were there.  â€œHey Mom! Thereâ€™s Briannaâ€™s aunts house!â€ I said.  </p>
<p>I met my cousin named Courtney.  She is excited and goofy like me.  Courtney has long brown hair.  She is eight.    </p>
<p>We went in the pool at the hotel.  We played in the pool. â€œSplash!â€ We were laughing a lot.  â€œMarco!â€ I said.  â€œPolo!â€ said Courtney in the big pool.  It was awesome playing water tag! </p>
<p>I joked all day and all night till I fell down.  Joking is awesome to me every day and every night.  </p>
<p>I canâ€™t wait to spend more time there!</p>
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