<?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-5639123668977271764</id><updated>2011-04-21T13:15:52.017-07:00</updated><category term='Roots'/><title type='text'>jboy101</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jboy101.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5639123668977271764/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jboy101.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Jordan B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08811691214298232316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>48</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5639123668977271764.post-3797874247398257849</id><published>2009-05-08T08:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-08T08:54:49.727-07:00</updated><title type='text'>T-Ray</title><content type='html'>T-Ray.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Grabs Lily by her arms and tells her to get out&lt;br /&gt;* Doesn't talk to Lily about her mother&lt;br /&gt;* He ignores Lily's birthday&lt;br /&gt;* Makes Lily sell peaches in hot weather&lt;br /&gt;* Too harsh of punishment to Lily&lt;br /&gt;1. Mean, self- center, rude, thoughtless, not- caring&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5639123668977271764-3797874247398257849?l=jboy101.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jboy101.blogspot.com/feeds/3797874247398257849/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5639123668977271764&amp;postID=3797874247398257849' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5639123668977271764/posts/default/3797874247398257849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5639123668977271764/posts/default/3797874247398257849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jboy101.blogspot.com/2009/05/t-ray.html' title='T-Ray'/><author><name>Jordan B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08811691214298232316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5639123668977271764.post-2049278264737429131</id><published>2009-05-07T08:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-07T10:21:16.378-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sentence Combining</title><content type='html'>Little Rock is in the south of Arkansas .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A crisis erupted when the governor of Arkansas was named Orval Faubus.On September 4, the governor called the nation guard to prevent students from attending the Central High School.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The students had been chosen to attend Central High because of the excellent grades.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the fisrt day of school only one student showed up because of the danger going on in the school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She was harrassed by whites and the police had to take her away in a patrol car were she was protected.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nine students had to carpool to school were they were escorted by the military.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5639123668977271764-2049278264737429131?l=jboy101.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jboy101.blogspot.com/feeds/2049278264737429131/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5639123668977271764&amp;postID=2049278264737429131' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5639123668977271764/posts/default/2049278264737429131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5639123668977271764/posts/default/2049278264737429131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jboy101.blogspot.com/2009/05/little-rock-is-in-south-of-arkansas.html' title='Sentence Combining'/><author><name>Jordan B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08811691214298232316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5639123668977271764.post-662224699342846451</id><published>2009-05-06T08:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-06T09:07:38.359-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sue Monk Kidd</title><content type='html'>Sue was born in the town of Sylvester Georgia, where writing is influenced by the beauty of the place. She discovered her talent of writing when she would listen to her father’s imaginative stories. Sue wasn't a writer her whole life but when she turned thirty she began to experience an intellectual and spiritual flowering. She began to study the classics of Western spirituality, philosophy, depth psychology and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;mythology&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5639123668977271764-662224699342846451?l=jboy101.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jboy101.blogspot.com/feeds/662224699342846451/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5639123668977271764&amp;postID=662224699342846451' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5639123668977271764/posts/default/662224699342846451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5639123668977271764/posts/default/662224699342846451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jboy101.blogspot.com/2009/05/sue-monk-kidd.html' title='Sue Monk Kidd'/><author><name>Jordan B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08811691214298232316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5639123668977271764.post-3290505365479664045</id><published>2009-05-05T08:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-05T08:55:05.926-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Civil Rights</title><content type='html'>The Civil Rights Act of 1964 was a landmark document that made racial segregation illegal in the United States. The Civil Rights Act was not only monumental for race relations in the United States, but guaranteed that no one would be &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;judged&lt;/span&gt; by there color, race, or religion. Martin Luther King and Rosa Parks were two important people in the Civil Rights movement.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5639123668977271764-3290505365479664045?l=jboy101.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jboy101.blogspot.com/feeds/3290505365479664045/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5639123668977271764&amp;postID=3290505365479664045' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5639123668977271764/posts/default/3290505365479664045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5639123668977271764/posts/default/3290505365479664045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jboy101.blogspot.com/2009/05/civil-rights.html' title='The Civil Rights'/><author><name>Jordan B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08811691214298232316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5639123668977271764.post-8425350227148183597</id><published>2009-05-04T10:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-04T10:23:11.531-07:00</updated><title type='text'>South Caronlina</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9_F8siDsjrc/Sf8kTzA7tCI/AAAAAAAAAA8/9OW7gHA4l6Q/s1600-h/south+pic.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332020406360192034" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 100px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9_F8siDsjrc/Sf8kTzA7tCI/AAAAAAAAAA8/9OW7gHA4l6Q/s200/south+pic.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;South Carolina is on the far east side of the United States with a popution of 4,255,083. The Capital of the state is Columbia. The first English settlement was made in 1670 at Albemarle Point on the Ashley River in South Carolina. South Carolina ranks third in peach production; it ranks fourth in overall tobacco production. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5639123668977271764-8425350227148183597?l=jboy101.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jboy101.blogspot.com/feeds/8425350227148183597/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5639123668977271764&amp;postID=8425350227148183597' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5639123668977271764/posts/default/8425350227148183597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5639123668977271764/posts/default/8425350227148183597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jboy101.blogspot.com/2009/05/south-caronlina.html' title='South Caronlina'/><author><name>Jordan B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08811691214298232316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9_F8siDsjrc/Sf8kTzA7tCI/AAAAAAAAAA8/9OW7gHA4l6Q/s72-c/south+pic.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5639123668977271764.post-2300125692674006691</id><published>2009-05-01T08:43:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-01T09:01:01.583-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I Forgot</title><content type='html'>It was the middle of the night and suddenly I remembered that yesterday was my fathers birthday. I totally forgot about it the entire day. So, the rest of the night I figured out a plan to make a little party for my father by the time he got home. He really liked the party although not that many people showed up.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5639123668977271764-2300125692674006691?l=jboy101.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jboy101.blogspot.com/feeds/2300125692674006691/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5639123668977271764&amp;postID=2300125692674006691' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5639123668977271764/posts/default/2300125692674006691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5639123668977271764/posts/default/2300125692674006691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jboy101.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-forgot.html' title='I Forgot'/><author><name>Jordan B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08811691214298232316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5639123668977271764.post-3121167024622081997</id><published>2009-04-30T08:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-30T08:50:52.622-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Your own prompt</title><content type='html'>"Are true friends blue? Think of 5 or 10 of your truest friends, and list one best quality of each. Invent your own FAIRY GOD MOTHER, using the list you have created, giving your friends' traits to this new character."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sean - nice guy&lt;br /&gt;Sam - fun to skate with/ nice guy&lt;br /&gt;mike -fun to skate with&lt;br /&gt;tj - funny guy/ clown&lt;br /&gt;keyfur- Filmer/ clown&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My special fairy god mother is the nicest woman a have ever met. She loves to skate and film. The best part about her is that she tells the best jokes ever.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5639123668977271764-3121167024622081997?l=jboy101.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jboy101.blogspot.com/feeds/3121167024622081997/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5639123668977271764&amp;postID=3121167024622081997' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5639123668977271764/posts/default/3121167024622081997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5639123668977271764/posts/default/3121167024622081997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jboy101.blogspot.com/2009/04/are-true-friends-blue-think-of-5-or-10.html' title='Your own prompt'/><author><name>Jordan B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08811691214298232316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5639123668977271764.post-1938047070680857201</id><published>2009-04-29T08:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-29T08:54:44.131-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>skateboard&lt;br /&gt;everything&lt;br /&gt;livestock&lt;br /&gt;northwest&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love everything about skateboarding. The Northwest is a great spot to skate and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;enjoy&lt;/span&gt; the beautiful livestock.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5639123668977271764-1938047070680857201?l=jboy101.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jboy101.blogspot.com/feeds/1938047070680857201/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5639123668977271764&amp;postID=1938047070680857201' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5639123668977271764/posts/default/1938047070680857201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5639123668977271764/posts/default/1938047070680857201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jboy101.blogspot.com/2009/04/skateboard-everything-livestock.html' title=''/><author><name>Jordan B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08811691214298232316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5639123668977271764.post-3321804484156524899</id><published>2009-04-28T08:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-28T08:52:09.480-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The future</title><content type='html'>Hi my name is Jordan Becker and I'm 37 years old. I live in Salem Oregon with my wife and my beautiful son Jj, short for Jordan Junior. We live on a farm were we love to ride dirt bikes every weekend as a family. And still to this day my best buddy is still Sean Beck.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5639123668977271764-3321804484156524899?l=jboy101.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jboy101.blogspot.com/feeds/3321804484156524899/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5639123668977271764&amp;postID=3321804484156524899' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5639123668977271764/posts/default/3321804484156524899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5639123668977271764/posts/default/3321804484156524899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jboy101.blogspot.com/2009/04/future.html' title='The future'/><author><name>Jordan B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08811691214298232316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5639123668977271764.post-4730916864996870462</id><published>2009-04-27T08:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-27T08:54:14.091-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Super Powers</title><content type='html'>If I could choose any super power I would choose to be able to read peoples minds therefore I would know if someone was mad at me or not. I would be able to find out if someone is lying or you could find out if a girl likes me. Reading peoples minds is the super power I would choose.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5639123668977271764-4730916864996870462?l=jboy101.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jboy101.blogspot.com/feeds/4730916864996870462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5639123668977271764&amp;postID=4730916864996870462' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5639123668977271764/posts/default/4730916864996870462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5639123668977271764/posts/default/4730916864996870462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jboy101.blogspot.com/2009/04/super-powers.html' title='Super Powers'/><author><name>Jordan B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08811691214298232316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5639123668977271764.post-1213591355310559917</id><published>2009-04-21T08:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-22T09:22:26.931-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I Believe!</title><content type='html'>Did you ever want to be something when you were younger: an actor, writer, a race car driver, or even a fireman? Everyone has a dream to be something or someone. I believe everyone should follow their dreams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I was the age of six I know I wanted to become a professional skateboarder and to this day I still do. I put all my energy into skating. I practice all day every day because I know someday it will pay off. I never put my self down I always push myself to higher levels. As the days go by I am still trying to fulfil my dreams, but all I know is I need more practice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So if you have a dream, pursue it; don't think it will be too hard. Anyone can do anything as long as they set their mind to it and don't give up.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5639123668977271764-1213591355310559917?l=jboy101.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jboy101.blogspot.com/feeds/1213591355310559917/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5639123668977271764&amp;postID=1213591355310559917' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5639123668977271764/posts/default/1213591355310559917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5639123668977271764/posts/default/1213591355310559917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jboy101.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-believe.html' title='I Believe!'/><author><name>Jordan B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08811691214298232316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5639123668977271764.post-1077086274355391735</id><published>2009-04-16T08:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-16T08:50:17.546-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sentence Correcting</title><content type='html'>1. The car stopped at the red light.&lt;br /&gt;2. Is the beginning of the story hard to believe?&lt;br /&gt;3. Dante flipped a coin to decide who would kick off.&lt;br /&gt;4. The pirates were digging for buried treasure.&lt;br /&gt;5. The police permitted only one car to pass.&lt;br /&gt;6. Kista tripped because she didn't tie her shoelaces.&lt;br /&gt;7. Jose is good at outrunning everyone.&lt;br /&gt;8. "I could have done better," Patrick admitted.&lt;br /&gt;9. Thierry was happy to be getting the soccer trophy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5639123668977271764-1077086274355391735?l=jboy101.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jboy101.blogspot.com/feeds/1077086274355391735/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5639123668977271764&amp;postID=1077086274355391735' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5639123668977271764/posts/default/1077086274355391735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5639123668977271764/posts/default/1077086274355391735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jboy101.blogspot.com/2009/04/sentence-correcting.html' title='Sentence Correcting'/><author><name>Jordan B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08811691214298232316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5639123668977271764.post-3653905707448192373</id><published>2009-04-10T08:46:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-10T08:52:56.021-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What is Genocide</title><content type='html'>Genocide is crimes committed against groups with the intent to destroy the existence of the group. The word genocide never existed until the date 1945. They use genocide beacause its stop others from starting a new race or becoming the leader of the same race or religion.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5639123668977271764-3653905707448192373?l=jboy101.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jboy101.blogspot.com/feeds/3653905707448192373/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5639123668977271764&amp;postID=3653905707448192373' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5639123668977271764/posts/default/3653905707448192373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5639123668977271764/posts/default/3653905707448192373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jboy101.blogspot.com/2009/04/what-is-genocide.html' title='What is Genocide'/><author><name>Jordan B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08811691214298232316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5639123668977271764.post-8936586508359624708</id><published>2009-04-08T08:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-08T08:58:00.399-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Roots'/><title type='text'>Roots</title><content type='html'>mort- death&lt;br /&gt;mortality, mortal, immortal, mortician&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nat- born&lt;br /&gt;nation, nationality, natural, native, prenatals&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gen- birth&lt;br /&gt;generation, genocide, genes, genetics&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5639123668977271764-8936586508359624708?l=jboy101.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jboy101.blogspot.com/feeds/8936586508359624708/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5639123668977271764&amp;postID=8936586508359624708' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5639123668977271764/posts/default/8936586508359624708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5639123668977271764/posts/default/8936586508359624708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jboy101.blogspot.com/2009/04/roots_08.html' title='Roots'/><author><name>Jordan B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08811691214298232316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5639123668977271764.post-5421007916198491961</id><published>2009-04-08T08:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-08T08:46:03.228-07:00</updated><title type='text'>If there were no laws</title><content type='html'>If there were no laws the crime rate would increase dramatically. There would be lots of fights, stolen property, and so on. Many people would lose their jobs because many jobs have to do with laws of some sort, such as a cop.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5639123668977271764-5421007916198491961?l=jboy101.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jboy101.blogspot.com/feeds/5421007916198491961/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5639123668977271764&amp;postID=5421007916198491961' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5639123668977271764/posts/default/5421007916198491961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5639123668977271764/posts/default/5421007916198491961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jboy101.blogspot.com/2009/04/if-there-were-no-laws.html' title='If there were no laws'/><author><name>Jordan B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08811691214298232316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5639123668977271764.post-4261630971143399966</id><published>2009-04-06T09:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-06T09:19:06.149-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Roots'/><title type='text'>Roots</title><content type='html'>cide, cise- kill, cut&lt;br /&gt;homicide, suicide, insecticide, exercise&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rupt- break&lt;br /&gt;erupt, eruption, rupture, interrupt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sect- cut&lt;br /&gt;sector, section, intersect, disect, insect&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5639123668977271764-4261630971143399966?l=jboy101.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jboy101.blogspot.com/feeds/4261630971143399966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5639123668977271764&amp;postID=4261630971143399966' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5639123668977271764/posts/default/4261630971143399966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5639123668977271764/posts/default/4261630971143399966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jboy101.blogspot.com/2009/04/roots.html' title='Roots'/><author><name>Jordan B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08811691214298232316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5639123668977271764.post-2504973660068811337</id><published>2009-04-06T08:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-06T08:58:19.472-07:00</updated><title type='text'>How To Ollie</title><content type='html'>The first step is to step onto your board, then you need to push yourself to get some speed. After you get some speed you need to bend your knees and pop your tail as hard as possible. Then drag your front foot up towards the nose of the board. The final step is to level your board in the air so your &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Ollie&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;doesn't&lt;/span&gt; look goofy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5639123668977271764-2504973660068811337?l=jboy101.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jboy101.blogspot.com/feeds/2504973660068811337/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5639123668977271764&amp;postID=2504973660068811337' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5639123668977271764/posts/default/2504973660068811337'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5639123668977271764/posts/default/2504973660068811337'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jboy101.blogspot.com/2009/04/how-to-ollie.html' title='How To Ollie'/><author><name>Jordan B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08811691214298232316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5639123668977271764.post-2075400381583234992</id><published>2009-03-20T08:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-20T08:56:12.533-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Favorite Movie</title><content type='html'>My favorite movie would have to be Fully Flared because its just an all around great movie. The movie is a skateboarding movie featuring the Lakai team. I like the music choice they use for each skater. Also who ever was the chief editor did an amazing job.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5639123668977271764-2075400381583234992?l=jboy101.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jboy101.blogspot.com/feeds/2075400381583234992/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5639123668977271764&amp;postID=2075400381583234992' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5639123668977271764/posts/default/2075400381583234992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5639123668977271764/posts/default/2075400381583234992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jboy101.blogspot.com/2009/03/my-favorite-movie.html' title='My Favorite Movie'/><author><name>Jordan B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08811691214298232316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5639123668977271764.post-6045500776561824768</id><published>2009-03-16T08:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-16T08:58:25.926-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Reads for Teens</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;The site is meant for teens to find books they like to read. The site also give information about each book on its site. I think Reads for Teens is a very helpful site, with a lot of information about very book on the site. Also I like that they list a lot of different books weather its humorous or fantasy&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5639123668977271764-6045500776561824768?l=jboy101.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jboy101.blogspot.com/feeds/6045500776561824768/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5639123668977271764&amp;postID=6045500776561824768' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5639123668977271764/posts/default/6045500776561824768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5639123668977271764/posts/default/6045500776561824768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jboy101.blogspot.com/2009/03/reads-for-teens.html' title='Reads for Teens'/><author><name>Jordan B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08811691214298232316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5639123668977271764.post-8262980735054363614</id><published>2009-03-13T09:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-10T09:25:31.966-07:00</updated><title type='text'>How It All Began</title><content type='html'>I believe everybody is meant for something. I was meant to skate. I didn't always skate, in fact about five years ago I loved the sport basketball. Its what I did in all my free time. And back then I had a lot of free time that's what lead me to skating.&lt;br /&gt;It all began when my twin brother Jake got his first board for Christmas. Seeing that Jake was into skating made me think weather I should get into skating or not. With that thought in my head a week later I decided to give skating a try. But the only thing was, I didn't have a skateboard at the time or a pair of skate shoes, so Jake told me that our buddy Mike had a lot of extra stuff that he would give to me. The next morning Jake and I went to Mike's house and he helped me put together a board for me. After tightening the last couple of strews we hit the street.&lt;br /&gt;At first I could barley stand on the board let alone ride it. I got the basics down in just two weeks. Seeing that my talent as increased it made me want to skate even more. I practiced all the time, weather it was sunny or not. I even would skate in my garage when it would rain. After skating in my basketball shoes for three weeks I asked if my father would help me out by paying for half of the price for my shoes and he agreed.&lt;br /&gt;The very next day I got my first pair of skate shoes and it felt great, apair of DC's, all black. Those DC's only lasted for two months, therefore I had to buy another pair. This time I wanted a shoe that would last longer, a pair of Globes was my choice.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5639123668977271764-8262980735054363614?l=jboy101.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jboy101.blogspot.com/feeds/8262980735054363614/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5639123668977271764&amp;postID=8262980735054363614' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5639123668977271764/posts/default/8262980735054363614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5639123668977271764/posts/default/8262980735054363614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jboy101.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-believe-everybody-is-meant-for.html' title='How It All Began'/><author><name>Jordan B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08811691214298232316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5639123668977271764.post-3605778065418651151</id><published>2009-03-13T08:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-13T09:00:08.279-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Bedroom</title><content type='html'>My bedroom is home to me. Its were i do all the chillin. My room is pretty simple. I have two sofas, two recliners, and two beds. I also have a TV with some video games. Most of the time the room will be clean. I think the best part about my room is that I chill with my pooches while I watch skate videos.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5639123668977271764-3605778065418651151?l=jboy101.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jboy101.blogspot.com/feeds/3605778065418651151/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5639123668977271764&amp;postID=3605778065418651151' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5639123668977271764/posts/default/3605778065418651151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5639123668977271764/posts/default/3605778065418651151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jboy101.blogspot.com/2009/03/my-bedroom.html' title='My Bedroom'/><author><name>Jordan B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08811691214298232316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5639123668977271764.post-6809338490111389944</id><published>2009-03-12T09:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-12T10:00:04.497-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Roots'/><title type='text'>Roots</title><content type='html'>pop- people&lt;br /&gt;population, popular, populace, pope&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mater, matr- mother&lt;br /&gt;maternity, maternal, mariarch&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pater, patr- father&lt;br /&gt;paternity, patriarch, paternal, patron&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5639123668977271764-6809338490111389944?l=jboy101.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jboy101.blogspot.com/feeds/6809338490111389944/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5639123668977271764&amp;postID=6809338490111389944' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5639123668977271764/posts/default/6809338490111389944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5639123668977271764/posts/default/6809338490111389944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jboy101.blogspot.com/2009/03/roots_12.html' title='Roots'/><author><name>Jordan B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08811691214298232316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5639123668977271764.post-8932488880524099421</id><published>2009-03-12T08:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-12T08:58:35.350-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Corrections</title><content type='html'>2. The tigers in the movie look &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;fierce&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;3. The test had extra credit questions.&lt;br /&gt;4. Did you ask for more candy?&lt;br /&gt;5. The are museum is filled with famous paintings.&lt;br /&gt;6. How many people take a bus to work.&lt;br /&gt;7. The President will give a speech.&lt;br /&gt;8. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Marianna&lt;/span&gt; wants to become a dancer.&lt;br /&gt;9. A tour guide will point out all the city's monuments.&lt;br /&gt;10. The music was too loud to hear Kim speak.&lt;br /&gt;11. Do any children have to be taken home?&lt;br /&gt;12. We were all asleep when the alarm woke us.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5639123668977271764-8932488880524099421?l=jboy101.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jboy101.blogspot.com/feeds/8932488880524099421/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5639123668977271764&amp;postID=8932488880524099421' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5639123668977271764/posts/default/8932488880524099421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5639123668977271764/posts/default/8932488880524099421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jboy101.blogspot.com/2009/03/corrections.html' title='Corrections'/><author><name>Jordan B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08811691214298232316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5639123668977271764.post-4723782695425278565</id><published>2009-03-04T08:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-04T09:00:49.292-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Believing</title><content type='html'>I believe come up with their beliefs randomly. People come up with their beliefs in how they feel about something or someone. Weather the person is sad or mad, its what they belief. Or just if they like something better then something else.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5639123668977271764-4723782695425278565?l=jboy101.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jboy101.blogspot.com/feeds/4723782695425278565/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5639123668977271764&amp;postID=4723782695425278565' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5639123668977271764/posts/default/4723782695425278565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5639123668977271764/posts/default/4723782695425278565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jboy101.blogspot.com/2009/03/believing.html' title='Believing'/><author><name>Jordan B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08811691214298232316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5639123668977271764.post-4008301439306053898</id><published>2009-03-03T08:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-03T09:01:21.696-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Roots'/><title type='text'>Roots</title><content type='html'>Terr-land&lt;br /&gt;Territory, terrorist, terrain, terrace, terrerium&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mar-sea&lt;br /&gt;marine, maritime, marsh, submarine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Geo-earth&lt;br /&gt;geology, geological, geography&lt;br /&gt;ub&lt;br /&gt;My buddy who loved extra terrestrial and submarines wanted to become a geologist some day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5639123668977271764-4008301439306053898?l=jboy101.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jboy101.blogspot.com/feeds/4008301439306053898/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5639123668977271764&amp;postID=4008301439306053898' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5639123668977271764/posts/default/4008301439306053898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5639123668977271764/posts/default/4008301439306053898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jboy101.blogspot.com/2009/03/roots.html' title='Roots'/><author><name>Jordan B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08811691214298232316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5639123668977271764.post-7284276976874886343</id><published>2009-02-27T08:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-27T09:02:30.632-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Fight In West Salem</title><content type='html'>I think the whole &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;situation&lt;/span&gt; is wrong. People shouldn't fight and just talk about it and work it out. To me you should only fight to protect your self and maybe that is what some of those kids who were youngest were doing. This fight led to kids going to the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;hospital&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5639123668977271764-7284276976874886343?l=jboy101.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jboy101.blogspot.com/feeds/7284276976874886343/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5639123668977271764&amp;postID=7284276976874886343' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5639123668977271764/posts/default/7284276976874886343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5639123668977271764/posts/default/7284276976874886343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jboy101.blogspot.com/2009/02/fight-in-west-salem.html' title='The Fight In West Salem'/><author><name>Jordan B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08811691214298232316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5639123668977271764.post-9108788223858842034</id><published>2009-02-26T08:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-26T09:08:03.395-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>1. I remembered all the details of the story.&lt;br /&gt;2. The coach thanked the entire swim team.&lt;br /&gt;3. What is the best feature of the car?&lt;br /&gt;4. After years of dry weather, the farmers hoped for rain.&lt;br /&gt;5. Where is the movie theater on this street.&lt;br /&gt;6. At the trial, the judge spoke.&lt;br /&gt;7. We thought we could save time by taking a shortcut.&lt;br /&gt;8. Some of the litter on the beach is made of plastic.&lt;br /&gt;9. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Sharla&lt;/span&gt; invited friends to her house for a party.&lt;br /&gt;10. Our town is building a skateboard park.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5639123668977271764-9108788223858842034?l=jboy101.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jboy101.blogspot.com/feeds/9108788223858842034/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5639123668977271764&amp;postID=9108788223858842034' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5639123668977271764/posts/default/9108788223858842034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5639123668977271764/posts/default/9108788223858842034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jboy101.blogspot.com/2009/02/1.html' title=''/><author><name>Jordan B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08811691214298232316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5639123668977271764.post-1457305080368039626</id><published>2009-02-25T08:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-25T09:02:52.462-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gangs!</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;I believe gangs are a total waste of someones life. Gangs are why so many kids get killed today. Its why there is so much &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;graffiti&lt;/span&gt; all over the place. If I was the President I would totally stop all gang relations.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5639123668977271764-1457305080368039626?l=jboy101.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jboy101.blogspot.com/feeds/1457305080368039626/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5639123668977271764&amp;postID=1457305080368039626' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5639123668977271764/posts/default/1457305080368039626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5639123668977271764/posts/default/1457305080368039626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jboy101.blogspot.com/2009/02/gangs.html' title='Gangs!'/><author><name>Jordan B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08811691214298232316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5639123668977271764.post-8243686275458771763</id><published>2009-02-24T09:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-24T09:16:38.383-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Roots'/><title type='text'>Roots</title><content type='html'>Scop- see&lt;br /&gt;telescope, microscope, periscope, scope&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spec- see&lt;br /&gt;spectator, spectacle, inspect&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vid- see&lt;br /&gt;video, videographry, evidence&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5639123668977271764-8243686275458771763?l=jboy101.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jboy101.blogspot.com/feeds/8243686275458771763/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5639123668977271764&amp;postID=8243686275458771763' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5639123668977271764/posts/default/8243686275458771763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5639123668977271764/posts/default/8243686275458771763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jboy101.blogspot.com/2009/02/roots_24.html' title='Roots'/><author><name>Jordan B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08811691214298232316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5639123668977271764.post-6631766592247364219</id><published>2009-02-24T08:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-25T08:47:50.425-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Short Story</title><content type='html'>The past &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;couple&lt;/span&gt; of week I have been sick just like everyone else, the common cold. It wasn't fun at all, and I couldn't do much. I ate and slept pretty much the whole time I was sick.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5639123668977271764-6631766592247364219?l=jboy101.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jboy101.blogspot.com/feeds/6631766592247364219/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5639123668977271764&amp;postID=6631766592247364219' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5639123668977271764/posts/default/6631766592247364219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5639123668977271764/posts/default/6631766592247364219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jboy101.blogspot.com/2009/02/short-story.html' title='A Short Story'/><author><name>Jordan B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08811691214298232316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5639123668977271764.post-3268354044091687149</id><published>2009-02-20T08:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-23T09:09:09.080-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Spirit Bear Report By Ben Mikaelsen</title><content type='html'>Touching Spirit Bear is a good book that has &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;excitement&lt;/span&gt; throughout the book. Like when Cole gets into a fight with a bear and gets &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;mobbed&lt;/span&gt;. The book is about a kid named Cole who got into some trouble for fighting an got sent to a beautiful island. At first Cole hated the island but as the months go by he realizes the island is a great place. In the end Peter and Cole become friends. I would recommend the book to any student because its a great book to read.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5639123668977271764-3268354044091687149?l=jboy101.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jboy101.blogspot.com/feeds/3268354044091687149/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5639123668977271764&amp;postID=3268354044091687149' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5639123668977271764/posts/default/3268354044091687149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5639123668977271764/posts/default/3268354044091687149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jboy101.blogspot.com/2009/02/spirit-bear-report.html' title='Spirit Bear Report By Ben Mikaelsen'/><author><name>Jordan B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08811691214298232316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5639123668977271764.post-7012893643858008280</id><published>2009-02-19T08:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-19T08:51:25.842-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Roots'/><title type='text'>Roots</title><content type='html'>firm-strong&lt;br /&gt;firmly, confirm, affirmation&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;flex,flect-bend&lt;br /&gt;flexible, reflection, flexing, deflect&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;form-shape&lt;br /&gt;information, format, transform, deformed&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5639123668977271764-7012893643858008280?l=jboy101.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jboy101.blogspot.com/feeds/7012893643858008280/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5639123668977271764&amp;postID=7012893643858008280' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5639123668977271764/posts/default/7012893643858008280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5639123668977271764/posts/default/7012893643858008280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jboy101.blogspot.com/2009/02/roots_19.html' title='Roots'/><author><name>Jordan B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08811691214298232316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5639123668977271764.post-5937971045201995593</id><published>2009-02-13T08:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-13T09:02:09.834-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Peter and Coles Sitution</title><content type='html'>Peter is still angery with Cole because Peter knows Cole could still beat him up. If Peter got to know Cole better I like he wouldn't be afaid of him. But Cole has changed since being on the island he will never beat up Peter again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5639123668977271764-5937971045201995593?l=jboy101.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jboy101.blogspot.com/feeds/5937971045201995593/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5639123668977271764&amp;postID=5937971045201995593' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5639123668977271764/posts/default/5937971045201995593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5639123668977271764/posts/default/5937971045201995593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jboy101.blogspot.com/2009/02/peter-and-coles-sitution.html' title='Peter and Coles Sitution'/><author><name>Jordan B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08811691214298232316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5639123668977271764.post-4402006740185292280</id><published>2009-02-11T08:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-11T08:54:52.485-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Roots'/><title type='text'>Roots</title><content type='html'>Cap-head&lt;br /&gt;capiture, captain, capital&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cardi-heart&lt;br /&gt;cardiovascular, cardiologist&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Corp-body&lt;br /&gt;corpse, corporate, corporal&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5639123668977271764-4402006740185292280?l=jboy101.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jboy101.blogspot.com/feeds/4402006740185292280/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5639123668977271764&amp;postID=4402006740185292280' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5639123668977271764/posts/default/4402006740185292280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5639123668977271764/posts/default/4402006740185292280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jboy101.blogspot.com/2009/02/roots_11.html' title='Roots'/><author><name>Jordan B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08811691214298232316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5639123668977271764.post-363779686175397794</id><published>2009-02-11T08:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-11T08:51:20.665-08:00</updated><title type='text'>If I was in Peter's shoes</title><content type='html'>If I was in Peter's shoes I would want to see Cole again. I see it like this "forgive and forget". I think Peter has a big heart and will forgive what Cole has done to him. The same thing goes for me if Cole disabled me I would "forgive and forget".&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5639123668977271764-363779686175397794?l=jboy101.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jboy101.blogspot.com/feeds/363779686175397794/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5639123668977271764&amp;postID=363779686175397794' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5639123668977271764/posts/default/363779686175397794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5639123668977271764/posts/default/363779686175397794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jboy101.blogspot.com/2009/02/if-i-was-in-peters-shoes.html' title='If I was in Peter&apos;s shoes'/><author><name>Jordan B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08811691214298232316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5639123668977271764.post-1934140966338643484</id><published>2009-02-05T08:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-09T10:08:20.417-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Anger Skit</title><content type='html'>jordan- I want to find a book that is easy to read but good&lt;br /&gt;rebeka- Go check out the book shelf&lt;br /&gt;jordan- Do you think there is any novels.&lt;br /&gt;rebeka- (many)&lt;br /&gt;jordan- ( I walked over to the book shelf and couldn't find a book that I liked)&lt;br /&gt;jordan- I didnt find anything rebeka&lt;br /&gt;rebeka- well I know there is at least three novel on that shelf&lt;br /&gt;rebeka- you just need to slow down and take your time&lt;br /&gt;jordan- As she told me I walked back to the book shelf to find a book that i liked. I was try pretty hard to find those novels but didnt even find one. 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Ron should have not thrown the phone either and just reason with the other person about the correct payment. What he should have done was pay his bill and just get off the phone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5639123668977271764-1976952008726330349?l=jboy101.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jboy101.blogspot.com/feeds/1976952008726330349/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5639123668977271764&amp;postID=1976952008726330349' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5639123668977271764/posts/default/1976952008726330349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5639123668977271764/posts/default/1976952008726330349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jboy101.blogspot.com/2009/02/anger-video.html' title='Anger Video'/><author><name>Jordan B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08811691214298232316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5639123668977271764.post-3924420964611966705</id><published>2009-02-03T08:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-03T08:54:32.537-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Roots'/><title type='text'>Roots</title><content type='html'>dict-say&lt;br /&gt;dictator, dictionary, dictate, predict&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;scrib, script-write&lt;br /&gt;scripture, prescription, scribble, manuscript&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aud-hear&lt;br /&gt;audio, audience, audition, auditorium&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5639123668977271764-3924420964611966705?l=jboy101.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jboy101.blogspot.com/feeds/3924420964611966705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5639123668977271764&amp;postID=3924420964611966705' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5639123668977271764/posts/default/3924420964611966705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5639123668977271764/posts/default/3924420964611966705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jboy101.blogspot.com/2009/02/roots.html' title='Roots'/><author><name>Jordan B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08811691214298232316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5639123668977271764.post-7589725521446815683</id><published>2009-01-29T09:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-29T09:31:59.050-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Below is a paragraph I wrote that I left mistakes in. Copy it and paste it into a new post on your blog and then edit it. Make sure you correct ALL my mistakes!if there were one thing that i would keep if i had to give away everthing i own it would be my books i would keep my books because they help me disaper into another world. Ilove to read and forget about all my roblems for awile and i like to curl up wit a blanket and i like to turn on some music and i like to read for hours but if i cant have all the other stuff as least i would liek to have some books to read.&lt;br /&gt;would keep&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If there were one thing that I could keep it would be my books. I would keep my books because they would help me disaper into another world. I love to read and and curl up into a blanket and forget about my problems. I also like to listen to some music and read for hours.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5639123668977271764-7589725521446815683?l=jboy101.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jboy101.blogspot.com/feeds/7589725521446815683/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5639123668977271764&amp;postID=7589725521446815683' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5639123668977271764/posts/default/7589725521446815683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5639123668977271764/posts/default/7589725521446815683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jboy101.blogspot.com/2009/01/below-is-paragraph-i-wrote-that-i-left.html' title=''/><author><name>Jordan B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08811691214298232316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5639123668977271764.post-6216147159383532757</id><published>2009-01-28T08:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-28T08:56:57.319-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The One Item I Would Take</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9_F8siDsjrc/SYCOGJVIOcI/AAAAAAAAAAs/O3pQFqvb44o/s1600-h/box.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296389398022601154" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 122px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 123px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9_F8siDsjrc/SYCOGJVIOcI/AAAAAAAAAAs/O3pQFqvb44o/s200/box.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;The one item I would bring along with me would be a box of matches. I would bring this item because I could always make a fire when needed. Or I could cook over the fire, and keep nice and warm.Therefore matches would be the best item to take along.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5639123668977271764-6216147159383532757?l=jboy101.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jboy101.blogspot.com/feeds/6216147159383532757/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5639123668977271764&amp;postID=6216147159383532757' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5639123668977271764/posts/default/6216147159383532757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5639123668977271764/posts/default/6216147159383532757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jboy101.blogspot.com/2009/01/one-item-i-would-take.html' title='The One Item I Would Take'/><author><name>Jordan B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08811691214298232316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9_F8siDsjrc/SYCOGJVIOcI/AAAAAAAAAAs/O3pQFqvb44o/s72-c/box.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5639123668977271764.post-5018691780639377648</id><published>2009-01-27T08:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-27T09:04:20.634-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Roots'/><title type='text'>Roots</title><content type='html'>man-hand&lt;br /&gt;manual,manufacture, manicure&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ped-foot&lt;br /&gt;pedicure, pedestrian, pedal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;psych- mind/brain&lt;br /&gt;psycho, psychology, psychologist&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Early one morning my mother wanted to take me to the mall to shop for some cloths, but before she was going to do that she wanted to get a manicure and a pedicure and I had to come. I was bored for hours then all of a sudden my mom started talking about her psychology class and how she meet dad in that class.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5639123668977271764-5018691780639377648?l=jboy101.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jboy101.blogspot.com/feeds/5018691780639377648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5639123668977271764&amp;postID=5018691780639377648' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5639123668977271764/posts/default/5018691780639377648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5639123668977271764/posts/default/5018691780639377648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jboy101.blogspot.com/2009/01/roots.html' title='Roots'/><author><name>Jordan B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08811691214298232316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5639123668977271764.post-7077510484987691451</id><published>2009-01-21T08:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-21T08:56:11.263-08:00</updated><title type='text'>This Is Oregon</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9_F8siDsjrc/SXdTfBOUvVI/AAAAAAAAAAk/gXreH-2l-5Y/s1600-h/100_0121[1]"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293791679366872402" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9_F8siDsjrc/SXdTfBOUvVI/AAAAAAAAAAk/gXreH-2l-5Y/s320/100_0121%5B1%5D" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5639123668977271764-7077510484987691451?l=jboy101.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jboy101.blogspot.com/feeds/7077510484987691451/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5639123668977271764&amp;postID=7077510484987691451' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5639123668977271764/posts/default/7077510484987691451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5639123668977271764/posts/default/7077510484987691451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jboy101.blogspot.com/2009/01/this-is-oregon.html' title='This Is Oregon'/><author><name>Jordan B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08811691214298232316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9_F8siDsjrc/SXdTfBOUvVI/AAAAAAAAAAk/gXreH-2l-5Y/s72-c/100_0121%5B1%5D' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5639123668977271764.post-6460281077343572571</id><published>2009-01-14T08:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-14T08:56:16.600-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Cole shuddered and he had another spasm then the chills as Rosy shoved Edwin lightly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cole sipped water from a glass as she held the glass to his lips, but he struggled to swallow the pills.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cole closed his eyes while Rosy cleaned and bandaged his open wounds.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5639123668977271764-6460281077343572571?l=jboy101.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jboy101.blogspot.com/feeds/6460281077343572571/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5639123668977271764&amp;postID=6460281077343572571' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5639123668977271764/posts/default/6460281077343572571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5639123668977271764/posts/default/6460281077343572571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jboy101.blogspot.com/2009/01/cole-shuddered-and-he-had-another-spasm.html' title=''/><author><name>Jordan B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08811691214298232316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5639123668977271764.post-2731137929798180122</id><published>2009-01-08T08:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-08T09:00:56.123-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Cole struggled while he was shifting his position and the ground was uneven as stiffness has set in his joints like harded cement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cole grimaced as he raised his right knee but he couldn't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All of his life he has been haunted by nightmares that were about helplessness.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5639123668977271764-2731137929798180122?l=jboy101.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jboy101.blogspot.com/feeds/2731137929798180122/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5639123668977271764&amp;postID=2731137929798180122' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5639123668977271764/posts/default/2731137929798180122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5639123668977271764/posts/default/2731137929798180122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jboy101.blogspot.com/2009/01/cole-struggled-while-he-was-shifting.html' title=''/><author><name>Jordan B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08811691214298232316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5639123668977271764.post-3308374023141738908</id><published>2009-01-07T08:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-08T08:57:00.340-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Coles circle justice</title><content type='html'>I think Cole made the right choice by deciding to go to the island, there he can relax and just forget about everything. I think sending him to prison is a little to harsh. If he was sent to prison he would not like it and he would be getting into a lot of fights which there for he would be getting into more trouble. The island is a perfect place for Cole to just get away and find himself.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5639123668977271764-3308374023141738908?l=jboy101.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jboy101.blogspot.com/feeds/3308374023141738908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5639123668977271764&amp;postID=3308374023141738908' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5639123668977271764/posts/default/3308374023141738908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5639123668977271764/posts/default/3308374023141738908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jboy101.blogspot.com/2009/01/coles-circle-justice.html' title='Coles circle justice'/><author><name>Jordan B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08811691214298232316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5639123668977271764.post-4640868490161609932</id><published>2008-12-12T10:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T10:46:53.198-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Weekend Plans</title><content type='html'>This weekend I had many plans to skate and film. I couldn't wait for the weekend to come. This friday morning I was watching the News and they said it was going to snow and when it snow theres no skating for anyone. So I called my buddy up and told him the news so we both agreed to edit some film over the weekend.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5639123668977271764-4640868490161609932?l=jboy101.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jboy101.blogspot.com/feeds/4640868490161609932/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5639123668977271764&amp;postID=4640868490161609932' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5639123668977271764/posts/default/4640868490161609932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5639123668977271764/posts/default/4640868490161609932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jboy101.blogspot.com/2008/12/my-weekend-plans.html' title='My Weekend Plans'/><author><name>Jordan B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08811691214298232316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5639123668977271764.post-7962255096663076168</id><published>2008-12-10T10:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T10:38:59.569-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Crazy Brother</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9_F8siDsjrc/SUALaLqgNiI/AAAAAAAAAAU/QPZ-pfC7wZo/s1600-h/angry.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278231307713787426" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 89px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 124px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9_F8siDsjrc/SUALaLqgNiI/AAAAAAAAAAU/QPZ-pfC7wZo/s200/angry.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I had a good day until my brother and I got into a agrument over nothing really, I cant remember. We were yelling at each other for awhile until Jake ran over to my board and broke it. Once he did that it made me more mad but I didnt even hit him. After he did that we started yelling again, then he pushed me in the face, but I let it slide. I figured hitting him back wouldnt do anything so I just walked away.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5639123668977271764-7962255096663076168?l=jboy101.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jboy101.blogspot.com/feeds/7962255096663076168/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5639123668977271764&amp;postID=7962255096663076168' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5639123668977271764/posts/default/7962255096663076168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5639123668977271764/posts/default/7962255096663076168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jboy101.blogspot.com/2008/12/i-had-good-day-until-my-brother-and-i.html' title='Crazy Brother'/><author><name>Jordan B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08811691214298232316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9_F8siDsjrc/SUALaLqgNiI/AAAAAAAAAAU/QPZ-pfC7wZo/s72-c/angry.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5639123668977271764.post-8379409998007358454</id><published>2008-12-08T10:25:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T10:45:42.419-08:00</updated><title type='text'>spirit bears</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9_F8siDsjrc/ST1raw8-3II/AAAAAAAAAAM/lqDJId9_QD4/s1600-h/bear.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277492445909539970" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 293px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9_F8siDsjrc/ST1raw8-3II/AAAAAAAAAAM/lqDJId9_QD4/s320/bear.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The spirit bear is also called The White Kermode. There are not many left that rome around Canada, around 400. The bear is very rare, found only on British Columbia’s north central coast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.spiritbearyouth.org/campaign.php?page_id=44"&gt;http://www.spiritbearyouth.org/campaign.php?page_id=44&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5639123668977271764-8379409998007358454?l=jboy101.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jboy101.blogspot.com/feeds/8379409998007358454/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5639123668977271764&amp;postID=8379409998007358454' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5639123668977271764/posts/default/8379409998007358454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5639123668977271764/posts/default/8379409998007358454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jboy101.blogspot.com/2008/12/spirit-bears_08.html' title='spirit bears'/><author><name>Jordan B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08811691214298232316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9_F8siDsjrc/ST1raw8-3II/AAAAAAAAAAM/lqDJId9_QD4/s72-c/bear.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
