tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4212719555057452262024-03-13T07:55:21.714-04:00Maine Girls Growing UpWe are 4 girls growing up in Maine
I am an 12 year old girl and I like to draw. Jill is 9 and she likes to play soccer, video games and read. Delaney is 6 and likes to draw a ton. Kinley likes to play with Laney a lot and play out side a ton, but she doesn't like coming inside,though!! Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01397339459064307084noreply@blogger.comBlogger42125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-421271955505745226.post-14095334580124002032014-05-02T09:03:00.002-04:002014-05-02T09:03:19.506-04:00My Poem<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
<img alt="alivias siggy.jpg" class="centered" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4pjBBtgXmOM/T9Jn4JYYq4I/AAAAAAAADy8/lC9eWl2dy9Q/s280/alivias%2Bsiggy.jpg" /><span style="font-size: x-large;">Keepsake Mill</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">Over the borders, a sin without pardon,</span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;">Breaking the branches and crawling below,</span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;">Out through the breech in the wall of the garden,</span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;">Down by the banks of the river ,we go.</span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;">Here is the mill with the humming of thunder,</span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;">Here is the weir with the wonder of foam,</span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;">Here is the sluice with the race of running under-</span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;">Marvelous places, though handy to home!</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;">Sounds of the village grow stiller and stiller,</span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;">Stiller the note of the birds on the hill;</span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;">Dusty and dim are the eyes of the miller,</span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;">Deaf are his ears with the moil of the mill.</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;">Years may go by, and the wheel in the river</span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;">Wheel as it wheels for us, children, to-day,</span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;">Wheel and keep roaring and foaming for ever-</span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;">Long after the boys are away.</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;">Home from the Indies and home from the ocean,</span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;">Heroes and soldiers we all shall come home;</span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;">Still we shall find the old wheel in motion,</span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;">Turning and churning that river to foam.</span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;">You with the bean that I gave when we quarreled,</span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;">I with the marble of Saturday last,</span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;">Honoured and old and gaily appareled, </span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;">Here we shall meet and remember the past.</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;"> Robert Louis Stevenson:)</span><br />
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Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01397339459064307084noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-421271955505745226.post-49029198634383620962014-04-10T10:14:00.001-04:002014-04-10T10:14:13.659-04:00My Poem<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
<img alt="alivias siggy.jpg" class="centered" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4pjBBtgXmOM/T9Jn4JYYq4I/AAAAAAAADy8/lC9eWl2dy9Q/s280/alivias%2Bsiggy.jpg" /><br />
<span style="font-size: x-large;">Young Night Thought</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: x-large;"><br /></span>
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<span style="font-size: large;">All night long and every night,</span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span>
<span style="font-size: large;">When my mama puts out the light,</span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span>
<span style="font-size: large;">I see the people marching by,</span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span>
<span style="font-size: large;">As plain as day, before my eye.</span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span>
<span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span>
<span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span>
<span style="font-size: large;">Armies and emperors and kings,</span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span>
<span style="font-size: large;">All carrying different kinds of things,</span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span>
<span style="font-size: large;">And marching in so grand a way,</span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span>
<span style="font-size: large;">You never saw the like by day.</span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span>
<span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span>
<span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span>
<span style="font-size: large;">So fine a show was never seen</span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span>
<span style="font-size: large;">At the circus on the green;</span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span>
<span style="font-size: large;">For every kind of beast and man</span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span>
<span style="font-size: large;">Is marching in that caravan.</span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span>
<span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span>
<span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span>
<span style="font-size: large;">At first they move a little slow,</span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span>
<span style="font-size: large;">But still the faster on they go,</span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span>
<span style="font-size: large;">And still beside them close I keep,</span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span>
<span style="font-size: large;">Until we reach the town of sleep.</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;"> Robert Louis Stevenson</span></div>
Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01397339459064307084noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-421271955505745226.post-11129006597534835782014-04-01T10:07:00.003-04:002014-04-01T10:07:49.513-04:00My Poem<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
<img alt="alivias siggy.jpg" class="centered" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4pjBBtgXmOM/T9Jn4JYYq4I/AAAAAAAADy8/lC9eWl2dy9Q/s280/alivias%2Bsiggy.jpg" /><br />
<span style="font-size: x-large;">Windy Nights</span><br />
<span style="font-size: x-large;"><br /></span>
<span style="font-size: x-large;"><br /></span>
<span style="font-size: x-large;"><br /></span>
<span style="font-size: large;">Whenever the moon and stars are set,</span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span>
<span style="font-size: large;">Whenever the wind is high,</span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span>
<span style="font-size: large;">All night long in the dark and wet,</span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span>
<span style="font-size: large;">A man goes riding by.</span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span>
<span style="font-size: large;">Late in the night when the fires are out,</span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span>
<span style="font-size: large;">Why does he gallop and gallop about?</span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span>
<span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span>
<span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span>
<span style="font-size: large;">Whenever the trees are crying aloud,</span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span>
<span style="font-size: large;">And ships are tossed at sea,</span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span>
<span style="font-size: large;">By, on the highway, low and loud,</span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span>
<span style="font-size: large;">By at the gallop goes he.</span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span>
<span style="font-size: large;">By at the gallop he goes, and then</span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span>
<span style="font-size: large;">By he comes back at the gallop again.</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span>
<span style="font-size: large;">Robert Louis Stevenson </span></div>
Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01397339459064307084noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-421271955505745226.post-15468575326914491212014-03-11T16:06:00.001-04:002014-03-11T16:06:14.556-04:00My Poem!!<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
<img alt="alivias siggy.jpg" class="centered" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4pjBBtgXmOM/T9Jn4JYYq4I/AAAAAAAADy8/lC9eWl2dy9Q/s280/alivias%2Bsiggy.jpg" /><br />
<span style="font-size: x-large;">Block city</span><br />
<span style="font-size: x-large;"><br /></span>
<span style="font-size: x-large;"><br /></span>
<span style="font-size: x-large;"> What are you able to build with your blocks?</span><br />
<span style="font-size: x-large;"><br /></span>
<span style="font-size: x-large;"> Castles and Palaces, Temples and Docks.</span><br />
<span style="font-size: x-large;"><br /></span>
<span style="font-size: x-large;"> Rain may keep raining, and others go roam,</span><br />
<span style="font-size: x-large;"><br /></span>
<span style="font-size: x-large;"> But I can be happy building at home.</span><br />
<span style="font-size: x-large;"><br /></span>
<span style="font-size: x-large;"><br /></span>
<span style="font-size: x-large;"><br /></span>
<span style="font-size: x-large;"> Let the sofa be mountains,the carpet be sea,</span><br />
<span style="font-size: x-large;"><br /></span>
<span style="font-size: x-large;"> There I'll establish a city for me:</span><br />
<span style="font-size: x-large;"><br /></span>
<span style="font-size: x-large;"> A kirk and a mill and a palace beside,</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: x-large;"><br /></span>
<span style="font-size: x-large;"> And a harbour as well where my vessels may ride.</span><br />
<span style="font-size: x-large;"><br /></span>
<span style="font-size: x-large;"> Great is the palace with piller and wall,</span><br />
<span style="font-size: x-large;"><br /></span>
<span style="font-size: x-large;"> A sort of a tower on top of it all,</span><br />
<span style="font-size: x-large;"><br /></span>
<span style="font-size: x-large;"> And steps coming down in a orderly way </span><br />
<span style="font-size: x-large;"><br /></span>
<span style="font-size: x-large;"> To where my toy vessels lie safe in the bay.</span><br />
<span style="font-size: x-large;"><br /></span>
<span style="font-size: x-large;"><br /></span>
<span style="font-size: x-large;"><br /></span>
<span style="font-size: x-large;"><br /></span>
<span style="font-size: x-large;"> This one is sailing, and this one is moored: </span><br />
<span style="font-size: x-large;"> </span><br />
<span style="font-size: x-large;"> Hark to the song of the sailors on board!</span><br />
<span style="font-size: x-large;"><br /></span>
<span style="font-size: x-large;"> And see on the steps of my palace, the kings</span><br />
<span style="font-size: x-large;"><br /></span>
<span style="font-size: x-large;"> Coming and going with presents and things!</span><br />
<span style="font-size: x-large;"><br /></span>
<span style="font-size: x-large;"> </span><br />
<span style="font-size: x-large;"><br /></span>
<span style="font-size: x-large;"><br /></span>
<span style="font-size: x-large;"> </span><br />
<span style="font-size: x-large;"> Now I have done with it, down let it go!</span><br />
<span style="font-size: x-large;"><br /></span>
<span style="font-size: x-large;"> All in a moment the town is laid low.</span><br />
<span style="font-size: x-large;"><br /></span>
<span style="font-size: x-large;"> Block upon block lying scattered and free,</span><br />
<span style="font-size: x-large;"><br /></span>
<span style="font-size: x-large;"> What is there left of my town by the sea?</span><br />
<span style="font-size: x-large;"><br /></span>
<span style="font-size: x-large;"><br /></span>
<span style="font-size: x-large;"><br /></span>
<span style="font-size: x-large;"> Yet as I saw it, I see it again,</span><br />
<span style="font-size: x-large;"> </span><br />
<span style="font-size: x-large;"> The kirk and the palace, the ships and the men,</span><br />
<span style="font-size: x-large;"><br /></span>
<span style="font-size: x-large;"> And as long as I live and where'er I may be, </span><br />
<span style="font-size: x-large;"><br /></span>
<span style="font-size: x-large;"> I'll always remember the town by the sea. </span><br />
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<span style="font-size: x-large;"><br /></span>
<span style="font-size: x-large;"> Robert Louis Stevenson </span><br />
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Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01397339459064307084noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-421271955505745226.post-61094596143551000352014-03-04T11:56:00.003-05:002014-03-04T12:00:12.206-05:00My Poem<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
<img alt="alivias siggy.jpg" class="centered" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4pjBBtgXmOM/T9Jn4JYYq4I/AAAAAAAADy8/lC9eWl2dy9Q/s280/alivias%2Bsiggy.jpg" /><br />
<span style="font-size: x-large;">The Wind </span><br />
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<span style="font-size: x-large;"><br /></span>
<span style="font-size: x-large;"><br /></span>
<span style="font-size: x-large;"> </span><span style="font-size: large;">I saw you toss the kites on high </span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span>
<span style="font-size: large;"> And blow the birds about the sky;</span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span>
<span style="font-size: large;"> And all around I heard you pass,</span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span>
<span style="font-size: large;"> Like ladies' skirts across the grass-</span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span>
<span style="font-size: large;"> O wind, a-blowing all day long, </span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;"> O wind, that sings so loud a song!</span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;"> </span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;"> </span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;"> </span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;"> I saw the different things you did,</span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span>
<span style="font-size: large;"> But always you yourself you hid.</span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;"> </span><span style="font-size: large;"></span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;"> I felt you push, I heard you call,</span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span>
<span style="font-size: large;"> I could not see yourself at all-</span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;"> </span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;"> O wind, a-blowing all day long,</span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;"> O wind, that sings so loud a song!</span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span>
<span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span>
<span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span>
<span style="font-size: large;"> </span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;"> O you that are so strong and cold,</span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span>
<span style="font-size: large;"> O blower, are you young or old?</span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span>
<span style="font-size: large;"> Are you a beast of field and tree,</span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span>
<span style="font-size: large;"> Or just a stronger child than me?</span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span>
<span style="font-size: large;"> O wind, a-blowing all day long,</span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;"> O wind, that sings so loud a song?</span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span><span style="font-size: large;"> </span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span>
<span style="font-size: large;"> </span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;"> Robert Louis Stevenson</span><br />
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Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01397339459064307084noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-421271955505745226.post-86183306515868935302014-02-25T09:53:00.002-05:002014-02-25T09:53:21.448-05:00My poem<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
<img alt="alivias siggy.jpg" class="centered" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4pjBBtgXmOM/T9Jn4JYYq4I/AAAAAAAADy8/lC9eWl2dy9Q/s280/alivias%2Bsiggy.jpg" /> <span style="font-size: large;">My tea is nearly ready and the sun has left the sky;</span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span>
<span style="font-size: large;"> It's time to take the window to see Leerie going by;</span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span>
<span style="font-size: large;"> For every night at teatime and before you take your seat,</span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span>
<span style="font-size: large;"> With lantern and with ladder he comes posting up the street.</span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span>
<span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span>
<span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span>
<span style="font-size: large;"> Now Tom would be a driver and Maria go to sea,</span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span>
<span style="font-size: large;"> And my papa's a banker and as rich as he can be;</span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span>
<span style="font-size: large;"> But I, when I an stonger and can choose what I'm to do,</span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span>
<span style="font-size: large;"> O Leerie, I'll go round at night and light the lamps with you!</span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span>
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<span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span>
<span style="font-size: large;"> For we are very lucky, with a lamp before the door,</span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span>
<span style="font-size: large;"> And Leerie stops to light it as he does so many more;</span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span>
<span style="font-size: large;"> And O! before you hurry by with ladder and with light,</span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span>
<span style="font-size: large;"> O Leerie, see a little child and nod him to-night. </span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span>
<span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span>
<span style="font-size: large;"> Robert Louis Stevenson</span><br />
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Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01397339459064307084noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-421271955505745226.post-64481669022323370472014-01-26T11:08:00.001-05:002014-01-26T11:08:24.424-05:00Behind the Scenes of Frozen<iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="270" src="//www.youtube.com/embed/lZkC8W1sToY" width="480"></iframe><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">THE MOON. BY ROBERT LOUIS STEVENSON.</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;"> All love to be out by the light of the moon.</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;"> Till up in the morning the sun shall arise.</span></div>
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Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01397339459064307084noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-421271955505745226.post-18780872969759850182013-03-23T21:00:00.000-04:002013-03-23T21:00:12.207-04:00Going to the Hiltop Boiler in Newfield!!<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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I'm going to do a blog post about going to Hiltop Boilers in Newfield, Me because it's their Maine malpe syurp weekend!!<br />
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Today we went to the Hiltop Boilers to see the cows, maple syurp, pigs and we signed up for a contest. I also have some pictures of us at the farm!!<br />
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Kinley is petting the calf!! Isn't she soooo cute!?!?<br />
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These are the calves that were at the Hiltop Boiler.<br />
The brown one is 1 month old and the spotted one is only 6 days old!!<br />
How cute are they!?<br />
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Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01397339459064307084noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-421271955505745226.post-43427539548130444792013-03-23T20:55:00.000-04:002013-03-23T20:55:04.896-04:00Going to the Hiltop Boiler in Newfield!!<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
Hi everybody! Sorry I haven't posted in a while. So lets get started by looking at some cute pictures from hillside farm. ( The place we went to tody)<br />
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Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01397339459064307084noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-421271955505745226.post-34804909556742349342013-03-23T10:33:00.000-04:002013-03-23T10:33:25.261-04:00<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
Hello!! <br />
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Sorry I haven't posted in awile. I heard about a thing called Weekly Warm-Up and I have never done it so I thought I'd try. I got my insperation from my cousin Emma Masse and I will put the links to her two blogs at the end. So I better get started!!<br />
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<strong><em><span style="color: #cc0000;">Hi everybody!! Sorry I haven't posted in a while! It's been a crazy summer!!</span></em></strong><br />
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<strong><em><span style="color: #cc0000;">She is saying words like......moooo,hot and (of course) mamma! She found a new hiding spot in the kitchen and it's sooo cute! :) She will be 1 on August 19<span style="font-size: x-small;">th!! </span><span style="font-size: small;">She is growing up sooo fast and I don't like it!! My mom still has to plan Kinleys party and her B-day is in 17 days! Oh my goodness!!!!!!!! I don't want her to grow up! :( Well, I have some pictures for you!!</span></span></em></strong><br />
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<strong><span style="color: #cc0000;">~ Alivia</span></strong><br />
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<span style="color: #e69138;">If you are wondering what happen to my blog I'll tell you. My cousin Emma Masse told me about a girl named Emma Wright who lives in Texas and Emma M. said that she does blog make-over!! So,if you are looking for a new look,go to <a href="http://blogdesignsbyemma.blogspot.com/">Blog Designs By Emma</a> and ask her for a blog make-over!!</span><br />
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<span style="color: #6aa84f;">Sorry I haven't posted in a while!!</span><br />
<span style="color: #6aa84f;">Here is four pictures of the Baby Robins!!</span><br />
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My blog is going to be under construction:) I'm getting a new blog design by <a href="http://blogdesignsbyemma.blogspot.com/">Blog Designs By Emma!!</a> The design is going to be a surprise!! I can't wait to see what it looks like. I'm having my cousins over for a play date!!We'll take pictures and post later!!<br />
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Hope you think it's cute,too! </div>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01397339459064307084noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-421271955505745226.post-58335420475448266422012-04-04T11:53:00.002-04:002012-04-04T12:24:17.988-04:00The News Station!!A few weeks ago we went to the News Channel 13 WGME. There were four people that we met:Kim Block,Gregg Lagerquist, Dave Eid and Charlie Lopresti. Kim Block and Gregg Lagerquist the news reporters,and Dave Eid was repoting on sports. The person that was giving us the tour of the news station was Charlie Lopresti. He was the weather man or also know as the Chief Meteorolgist. He let us walk in front of the green screen which showed the different tempertures were in the different cities all across Maine. It was so cool because we were right there during the 6' o'clock nws watching them set up for the different reports. There were red lights that in the studio that when they lit up we had to be quiet. It was so funny because we took a picture of us together. My mom was in between Charlie and Gregg. Charlie and Gregg was so tall like my mom and Kim Block was as short as me and my friend Caitlynn. We visited the back room where the men called the program directors controled the screens. These men either a degree in Media or Broadcasting. There were six camras and they were controled by Derick the camra man. When Kim Block was broadcasting,she had to stand on a high stool because she was so short. It was alot of fun and maybe we can go when Laney and McKinley are older!!<br />livey :)Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01397339459064307084noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-421271955505745226.post-77544167278275802742012-04-03T11:39:00.004-04:002012-04-03T12:29:18.100-04:00Skip School For Fild Trip! Yahoo!<div align="justify">Monday,Live, Mom and, I went to a news station. We met this man named Charlie Lopersti , and he was the Chief Meteorologist. There was this lady named Kim Block, and she dous the news. There other man named Gregg Lagerquist, and he did the news too. We got to stand behind a green screen and point at the temperture in each city in Maine. We got too take a picture with all of them too!</div><div align="justify">THE END! </div>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01397339459064307084noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-421271955505745226.post-28842811438673560972012-03-23T11:03:00.003-04:002012-03-23T11:12:03.457-04:00My card for Emma<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Mt-LrFIBY3c/T2yRkjummyI/AAAAAAAAAIo/t7m7CLcec-I/s1600/034.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px 0px 10px 10px; width: 200px; height: 150px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5723109283733084962" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Mt-LrFIBY3c/T2yRkjummyI/AAAAAAAAAIo/t7m7CLcec-I/s200/034.JPG" /></a>Hi jillian here,<br />This is a card for Emma my friend because she is having her tonsils out today at 11:30 ish. Hope you enjoy it!!!!!!!Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01397339459064307084noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-421271955505745226.post-9402424024785242232012-03-17T18:37:00.007-04:002012-03-25T13:49:55.631-04:00My card the childrens challenge corner!!<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--Egq6B88_x0/T2UU6f6NJyI/AAAAAAAAAIc/cSEFie24P4M/s1600/005.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5721001896874682146" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--Egq6B88_x0/T2UU6f6NJyI/AAAAAAAAAIc/cSEFie24P4M/s200/005.JPG" border="0" /></a> Hi,<br /><br /><div>This is a card that I made for the childrens challenge corner.</div><br /><div>I hope you like it!!</div>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01397339459064307084noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-421271955505745226.post-67906917591510684062012-03-10T11:39:00.005-05:002012-04-04T17:23:42.561-04:00Benjerman Franklin<div>This is the other half of my book report.</div><div>He worked out a law that there could be so many dogs in Philaphia and where to put the bridge over the Schuylkill River. He was very interested in science and he stuided electricity and light and how they were they were different and how they were the same. He made his own instrment called the armonica. He and his daughter would play. He would play and Sarah would sing. Ben also made a stove that would make the room warmer and used less wood and feul. Ben was putting books his shelve,but his arms were to short. So he made a insterment that was made of a stick and a wire grasp. He also thought about making that could turn into a ladder. Later it was called a stepladder. When he made the improved stove he found that women didn't so many disdases like tooth ache or stomech bug. He thought that people got colds because of decayed animal matter. Franklin made two discovery in one year. </div>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01397339459064307084noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-421271955505745226.post-41714185432721619072012-03-08T10:38:00.006-05:002012-04-04T17:23:23.567-04:00Benjermin FranklinThis is a book report about Benjerman Franklin. I hope you like it. (This is only part of it!!! Ben was born in Boston on January 17,1706. His father was a blacksmith as well as many other trades. Ben and his father argued about what Ben would be when he grew up. His father Ben to be a soap-n-candle maker but Ben didn't want to. Ben wanted to be a sailor but his father didn't want to. So finally they dcieded to be a appertice to his brother James. Ben was a appertice to his brother till he was 21. After he read some books he thought about poetry. So his first poem was called the "The Light Tragedy". It's about a captian and his daughters. The best time for him to read was at night by candle light. He wrote songs and poems and he also became vegeterian. Ben also became the cook and found recipes from books that he read. When Ben was 14 his brother started a newspaper and James called it the "New England Cournat". Ben wrote a manuscipt and didn't write his name on it. So when James came to unlock the shop he found the manuscipt and Ben didn't think it would be of no use but James liked it. In 1751 Ben was elected burgess of Philadephia. For 15 years Ben had been the clerk who took all the laws down in handwriting. He tried to make good laws for everyone, but nobody listened to him.Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01397339459064307084noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-421271955505745226.post-46652143375511629482012-03-03T08:54:00.013-05:002012-03-03T11:07:06.399-05:00Kinley's spring sensation<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BLTFSMZKEQM/T1I_qTYiP4I/AAAAAAAAAH4/FPFFP7tXhp0/s1600/P2290146.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px 0px 10px 10px; width: 150px; height: 96px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5715700873076817794" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BLTFSMZKEQM/T1I_qTYiP4I/AAAAAAAAAH4/FPFFP7tXhp0/s200/P2290146.JPG" /></a><br /><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-te9JeEmQl0w/T1I_F9uVz-I/AAAAAAAAAHs/-4p11sk7qTM/s1600/P2290145.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px 0px 10px 10px; width: 137px; height: 78px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5715700248787406818" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-te9JeEmQl0w/T1I_F9uVz-I/AAAAAAAAAHs/-4p11sk7qTM/s200/P2290145.JPG" /></a><br /><div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YLRbrA0YULc/T1I-jqRccwI/AAAAAAAAAHg/9ze69p4rhdg/s1600/P2290144.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px 0px 10px 10px; width: 123px; height: 88px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5715699659450381058" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YLRbrA0YULc/T1I-jqRccwI/AAAAAAAAAHg/9ze69p4rhdg/s200/P2290144.JPG" /></a><br /><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ppuLSv4Z4dg/T1I74v8m7TI/AAAAAAAAAHU/YBM9OJy_yJU/s1600/P2290141.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px 0px 10px 10px; width: 131px; height: 100px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5715696723215969586" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ppuLSv4Z4dg/T1I74v8m7TI/AAAAAAAAAHU/YBM9OJy_yJU/s200/P2290141.JPG" /></a><br /><div><div><div><div><div align="left"><br /> </div><div> This is kinley's spring sensation </div><div>I hope you like the pictures!!!</div><div>Cute right???</div></div></div></div></div></div><p> </p><p> </p></div></div>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01397339459064307084noreply@blogger.com2