<?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-991812924046526369</id><updated>2012-02-16T18:20:11.993-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Beaner</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebeaner09.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/991812924046526369/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebeaner09.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Bob</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14107927841643576531</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>24</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-991812924046526369.post-8451144221149473916</id><published>2009-05-05T07:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-05T09:33:44.671-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Story Spinner</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;remember&lt;/span&gt; asking the &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;stubborn &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;man that was standing in the alley who I could only see when the&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);font-size:130%;" &gt;headlights&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;of the cars going by reflected just right off of the windows of the buildings across the street what he was doing but he just acted like he didn't see me and kept on walking.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;After i followed him down a little ways more just to make sure he was ok i noticed he disappeared into a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;vestibule&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;  of an old parking garage downtown. After i made it in the garage I found him sitting on the edge of building looking around at the city.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;I then got closer to the man and herd him talking to himself and he kept saying why did things have to get&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;blamed &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;on me and then he started to cry. Then I went and asked him if he was ok and he said that he would would be fine and told me to leave. I then told the man ok I hope you will be and said bye and walked out of the garage.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/991812924046526369-8451144221149473916?l=thebeaner09.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebeaner09.blogspot.com/feeds/8451144221149473916/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=991812924046526369&amp;postID=8451144221149473916' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/991812924046526369/posts/default/8451144221149473916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/991812924046526369/posts/default/8451144221149473916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebeaner09.blogspot.com/2009/05/my-story-spinner.html' title='My Story Spinner'/><author><name>Bob</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14107927841643576531</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-991812924046526369.post-3602916443097159424</id><published>2009-05-01T07:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-01T08:01:43.926-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Swin Flu</title><content type='html'>I think that everyone should really be watching out because the way that the flu is spreading and how it is spreading all over the world not just in one place makes it even scarier. There are already 245 suspected people to have it in the US and one person has died. I'm glad that the government is trying to help out to stop the spread of the swin flu even more so that many more people are not effected.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/991812924046526369-3602916443097159424?l=thebeaner09.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebeaner09.blogspot.com/feeds/3602916443097159424/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=991812924046526369&amp;postID=3602916443097159424' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/991812924046526369/posts/default/3602916443097159424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/991812924046526369/posts/default/3602916443097159424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebeaner09.blogspot.com/2009/05/swin-flu.html' title='Swin Flu'/><author><name>Bob</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14107927841643576531</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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-991812924046526369.post-466396498387184388</id><published>2009-04-08T07:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-08T08:03:06.256-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My teacher story</title><content type='html'>When I moved here in fifth grade my teacher Mrs. Hasaloff. She helped me all the time and helped me to get caught up here and get prepared for Jr. high. The whole year she was nice and helped me the whole time when ever I needed it. I am glad she helped me when I was new here and if I saw her today I would thank her.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/991812924046526369-466396498387184388?l=thebeaner09.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebeaner09.blogspot.com/feeds/466396498387184388/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=991812924046526369&amp;postID=466396498387184388' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/991812924046526369/posts/default/466396498387184388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/991812924046526369/posts/default/466396498387184388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebeaner09.blogspot.com/2009/04/my-teacher-story.html' title='My teacher story'/><author><name>Bob</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14107927841643576531</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-991812924046526369.post-7334285379377877653</id><published>2009-03-13T07:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-13T08:03:03.555-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My comic</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OrbjxnIqGj8/Sbp1DYwkQYI/AAAAAAAAAA0/StEHZvSqi4c/s1600-h/Picture+1.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 428px; height: 162px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OrbjxnIqGj8/Sbp1DYwkQYI/AAAAAAAAAA0/StEHZvSqi4c/s400/Picture+1.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312687411483132290" 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comic'/><author><name>Bob</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14107927841643576531</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/_OrbjxnIqGj8/Sbp1DYwkQYI/AAAAAAAAAA0/StEHZvSqi4c/s72-c/Picture+1.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-991812924046526369.post-8175147592531492199</id><published>2009-03-11T07:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-11T08:00:16.454-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Senior Poem</title><content type='html'>I waited for what seemed like forever&lt;br /&gt;to be a senior and now&lt;br /&gt;I am finally a senior&lt;br /&gt;in the past I've waited to be one&lt;br /&gt;but now I don't want it to end&lt;br /&gt;all the memories, and friends&lt;br /&gt;I've made along the way&lt;br /&gt;and all the days of coming to&lt;br /&gt;Childress High School&lt;br /&gt;will always be in my head&lt;br /&gt;even when I'm old ill still&lt;br /&gt;remember the good old times&lt;br /&gt;at Childress High.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/991812924046526369-8175147592531492199?l=thebeaner09.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebeaner09.blogspot.com/feeds/8175147592531492199/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=991812924046526369&amp;postID=8175147592531492199' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/991812924046526369/posts/default/8175147592531492199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/991812924046526369/posts/default/8175147592531492199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebeaner09.blogspot.com/2009/03/my-senior-poem.html' title='My Senior Poem'/><author><name>Bob</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14107927841643576531</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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-991812924046526369.post-4156058137666918545</id><published>2009-03-10T08:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-10T08:04:35.921-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Salem Witch Trails</title><content type='html'>I would say im not a witch, and maybe start crying then go stand in some water so that they know im telling the truth but if they don't know already I'M NOT A WITCH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/991812924046526369-4156058137666918545?l=thebeaner09.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebeaner09.blogspot.com/feeds/4156058137666918545/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=991812924046526369&amp;postID=4156058137666918545' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/991812924046526369/posts/default/4156058137666918545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/991812924046526369/posts/default/4156058137666918545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebeaner09.blogspot.com/2009/03/salem-witch-trails.html' title='Salem Witch Trails'/><author><name>Bob</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14107927841643576531</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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-991812924046526369.post-6523714928472824408</id><published>2009-02-27T08:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-27T08:25:20.723-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Over The Cliff</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OrbjxnIqGj8/SagT2pcKqqI/AAAAAAAAAAs/5mMBp6BBuPM/s1600-h/Picture+2.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 378px; height: 352px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OrbjxnIqGj8/SagT2pcKqqI/AAAAAAAAAAs/5mMBp6BBuPM/s400/Picture+2.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307513990413986466" 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Cliff'/><author><name>Bob</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14107927841643576531</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/_OrbjxnIqGj8/SagT2pcKqqI/AAAAAAAAAAs/5mMBp6BBuPM/s72-c/Picture+2.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-991812924046526369.post-8465370378799852477</id><published>2009-02-26T08:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-26T08:09:48.189-08:00</updated><title type='text'>10 reasons I love spring</title><content type='html'>&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;no taks&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;schools almost over&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;better weather&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;spring break&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;BBQing&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;fishing&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;being outdoors more&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;almost FREE&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;not doing anything&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;more day light.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/991812924046526369-8465370378799852477?l=thebeaner09.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebeaner09.blogspot.com/feeds/8465370378799852477/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=991812924046526369&amp;postID=8465370378799852477' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/991812924046526369/posts/default/8465370378799852477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/991812924046526369/posts/default/8465370378799852477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebeaner09.blogspot.com/2009/02/10-reasons-i-love-spring.html' title='10 reasons I love spring'/><author><name>Bob</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14107927841643576531</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-991812924046526369.post-1475431330556568476</id><published>2009-02-02T07:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-02T07:30:53.699-08:00</updated><title type='text'>18 Reasons Im Thankful For My Parents</title><content type='html'>&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt; All of their love they give to me.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;17 Birthday parties.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Taking me fishing.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;All of the help they give me.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Helping me out when I was young and couldn't do things for myself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;All of the GREAT food!!!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;All of they things they buy for me.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Their hard work.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The time they take to listen to me.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;All the fun we have together.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The beleifs they pasted down to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/991812924046526369-1475431330556568476?l=thebeaner09.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebeaner09.blogspot.com/feeds/1475431330556568476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=991812924046526369&amp;postID=1475431330556568476' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/991812924046526369/posts/default/1475431330556568476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/991812924046526369/posts/default/1475431330556568476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebeaner09.blogspot.com/2009/02/18-reasons-im-thankful-for-my-parents.html' title='18 Reasons Im Thankful For My Parents'/><author><name>Bob</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14107927841643576531</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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-991812924046526369.post-7256477868182112350</id><published>2009-01-16T07:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-16T08:05:03.537-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Human Interest Story</title><content type='html'>BOSTON —  An untimely sneeze nearly cost Andrew Hanson his life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The 42-year-old Weymouth man told authorities that a sneeze caused him to lose control of his pickup on Soldiers Field Road and plunge into Boston's Charles River on Tuesday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hanson was able to wade to shore after escaping from the truck, which was partially submerged in 4 feet of water.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He was not seriously injured but was taken to a hospital as a precaution.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lawrence Callahan of the Massachusetts Department of &lt;a itxtdid="7528249" target="_blank" href="http://able2know.org/topic/125826-1#" style="border-bottom: 0.075em solid darkgreen ! important; font-weight: normal ! important; font-size: 100% ! important; text-decoration: underline ! important; padding-bottom: 1px ! important; color: darkgreen ! important; background-color: transparent ! important;" classname="iAs" class="iAs"&gt;Conservation&lt;/a&gt; and Recreation said Hanson told him that after he sneezed, "the next thing he knew he was in the river."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/991812924046526369-7256477868182112350?l=thebeaner09.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebeaner09.blogspot.com/feeds/7256477868182112350/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=991812924046526369&amp;postID=7256477868182112350' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/991812924046526369/posts/default/7256477868182112350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/991812924046526369/posts/default/7256477868182112350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebeaner09.blogspot.com/2009/01/my-human-interest-story.html' title='My Human Interest Story'/><author><name>Bob</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14107927841643576531</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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-991812924046526369.post-8156655369397798674</id><published>2009-01-13T07:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-13T08:21:37.975-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Story Through A Dogs Eyes</title><content type='html'>One day I went for a walk around Childress. I started out over by Wal*Mart and walked down Hwy. 287. I stop by McDonalds and tried to get something to eat but no one would give me any food, so I walked down to Sonic and any very nice person gave me some of their left over hamburger. After I finished my hamburger I just started walking some more. After about 10 minutes I started to hear kids, so I walked towards the sound and I found some really tall kids. Some of the kids liked me and some of them were yelling at me to leave the school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After I got kicked off of the school grounds I went over to the park and chased the ducks for a while. It was starting to get dark so I started to walk back towards wal*mart and to my family. When I was walking up to jump into the bed of the truck and I made it just as they were pulling away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OrbjxnIqGj8/SWy_QMxRLmI/AAAAAAAAAAc/HjRz1XJOTWs/s1600-h/images.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 85px; height: 128px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OrbjxnIqGj8/SWy_QMxRLmI/AAAAAAAAAAc/HjRz1XJOTWs/s320/images.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290813947280174690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a picture of me, to who ever finds this letter.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/991812924046526369-8156655369397798674?l=thebeaner09.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebeaner09.blogspot.com/feeds/8156655369397798674/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=991812924046526369&amp;postID=8156655369397798674' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/991812924046526369/posts/default/8156655369397798674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/991812924046526369/posts/default/8156655369397798674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebeaner09.blogspot.com/2009/01/my-story-through-dogs-eyes.html' title='My Story Through A Dogs Eyes'/><author><name>Bob</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14107927841643576531</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/_OrbjxnIqGj8/SWy_QMxRLmI/AAAAAAAAAAc/HjRz1XJOTWs/s72-c/images.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-991812924046526369.post-2229516626776544865</id><published>2009-01-06T15:50:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-06T16:28:18.247-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Who has packed my parachute</title><content type='html'>There have been many people that have helped to pack my parachute.  Some of the names that come to my mind really quick are my parents, grandparents, my sister and some of my friends. The person that has packed my parachute more than anyone is my grandma. Even though she is no longer here with me, i know she is in a better place watching over me. She told me many things that I still use everyday and even though I didn't think it then she really did know what right and what I should do. Sometimes I wish she was still here but I know one day ill see her again and she will be proud of all the things that I have done with my life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/991812924046526369-2229516626776544865?l=thebeaner09.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebeaner09.blogspot.com/feeds/2229516626776544865/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=991812924046526369&amp;postID=2229516626776544865' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/991812924046526369/posts/default/2229516626776544865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/991812924046526369/posts/default/2229516626776544865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebeaner09.blogspot.com/2009/01/who-has-packed-my-parachute.html' title='Who has packed my parachute'/><author><name>Bob</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14107927841643576531</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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-991812924046526369.post-8780970769028540501</id><published>2008-12-12T19:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T19:33:22.281-08:00</updated><title type='text'>MY ROOM 101</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OrbjxnIqGj8/SUMqUy7h80I/AAAAAAAAAAU/tTKmwyRRtTE/s1600-h/images.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 112px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OrbjxnIqGj8/SUMqUy7h80I/AAAAAAAAAAU/tTKmwyRRtTE/s320/images.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279109724965565250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My room 101 would be a door at the very top of a building because I am afraid of heights and if they opened a door and all I could do and look down and see no floor I would start worrying and crying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My room 101 would  have a black door with a gold handle to make it look normal and nothing to fear but as soon as they open it my first thought is O!!!!!!!!!  That is a brief &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;description&lt;/span&gt; of my room 101.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/991812924046526369-8780970769028540501?l=thebeaner09.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebeaner09.blogspot.com/feeds/8780970769028540501/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=991812924046526369&amp;postID=8780970769028540501' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/991812924046526369/posts/default/8780970769028540501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/991812924046526369/posts/default/8780970769028540501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebeaner09.blogspot.com/2008/12/my-room-101.html' title='MY ROOM 101'/><author><name>Bob</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14107927841643576531</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/_OrbjxnIqGj8/SUMqUy7h80I/AAAAAAAAAAU/tTKmwyRRtTE/s72-c/images.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-991812924046526369.post-7789817962077311320</id><published>2008-12-06T18:01:00.002-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-06T18:55:52.802-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Christmas Story</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OrbjxnIqGj8/STsuzAcPh1I/AAAAAAAAAAM/3vOYmorZB38/s1600-h/610x.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 220px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OrbjxnIqGj8/STsuzAcPh1I/AAAAAAAAAAM/3vOYmorZB38/s320/610x.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276862842221332306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This picture stuck out from all of the others because this could really be me because I am a tuba in band.&lt;br /&gt;He also looks like he is in the army or some kind of service which I may do in a few years after collage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This picture also relates to me because some of my family is in the service and were also in band in high school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My story starts off with this man playing a solo then going into a song with the bobcat band at our Christmas concert.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the end of our concert we will get a standing ovation from the crowd and after the concert he stays and plays a few more songs which is when this picture is taken and he stands up after he is finished and says "Thank y'all" and then walks off the stage and apperars to be crying which then makes everyone feel the same way he does and after everyone calms down a little everyone starts to sing carols all night long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///Users/dyrodriguez/Desktop/610x.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/991812924046526369-7789817962077311320?l=thebeaner09.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebeaner09.blogspot.com/feeds/7789817962077311320/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=991812924046526369&amp;postID=7789817962077311320' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/991812924046526369/posts/default/7789817962077311320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/991812924046526369/posts/default/7789817962077311320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebeaner09.blogspot.com/2008/12/my-christmas-story.html' title='My Christmas Story'/><author><name>Bob</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14107927841643576531</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/_OrbjxnIqGj8/STsuzAcPh1I/AAAAAAAAAAM/3vOYmorZB38/s72-c/610x.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-991812924046526369.post-3873610068116319937</id><published>2008-11-25T19:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-25T19:22:16.447-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thanksgiving</title><content type='html'>My family eats turkey, pumkin pie, deviled eggs, ham, mashed potato, and gravy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ten reasons I love Thanksgiving Break:&lt;br /&gt;1. no school&lt;br /&gt;2.time with family&lt;br /&gt;3.food&lt;br /&gt;4.football&lt;br /&gt;5.time with friends&lt;br /&gt;6.SLEEP&lt;br /&gt;7.getting to have fun&lt;br /&gt;8.getting to drive around&lt;br /&gt;9.trips to see family&lt;br /&gt;10.giving thinks&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/991812924046526369-3873610068116319937?l=thebeaner09.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebeaner09.blogspot.com/feeds/3873610068116319937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=991812924046526369&amp;postID=3873610068116319937' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/991812924046526369/posts/default/3873610068116319937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/991812924046526369/posts/default/3873610068116319937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebeaner09.blogspot.com/2008/11/thanksgiving.html' title='Thanksgiving'/><author><name>Bob</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14107927841643576531</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-991812924046526369.post-5636905273342249824</id><published>2008-10-31T07:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-31T07:52:40.266-07:00</updated><title type='text'>10 reasons I love halloween</title><content type='html'>1. candy&lt;br /&gt;2. dressing up&lt;br /&gt;3. being scared&lt;br /&gt;4.football game (this year)&lt;br /&gt;5.fun&lt;br /&gt;6.pranks&lt;br /&gt;7.laughing at some costumes&lt;br /&gt;8.the halloween spirit&lt;br /&gt;9.night&lt;br /&gt;10. props&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/991812924046526369-5636905273342249824?l=thebeaner09.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebeaner09.blogspot.com/feeds/5636905273342249824/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=991812924046526369&amp;postID=5636905273342249824' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/991812924046526369/posts/default/5636905273342249824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/991812924046526369/posts/default/5636905273342249824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebeaner09.blogspot.com/2008/10/10-reasons-i-love-halloween.html' title='10 reasons I love halloween'/><author><name>Bob</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14107927841643576531</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-991812924046526369.post-8446314326563327823</id><published>2008-10-31T07:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-31T07:45:47.181-07:00</updated><title type='text'>the party's over</title><content type='html'>The kids in the story should understand why they can't wear coustoms anymore. There is a line on what to wear and that one kid crossed it and messed it up for everyone. I think its fun but they can just dress up at night.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/991812924046526369-8446314326563327823?l=thebeaner09.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebeaner09.blogspot.com/feeds/8446314326563327823/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=991812924046526369&amp;postID=8446314326563327823' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/991812924046526369/posts/default/8446314326563327823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/991812924046526369/posts/default/8446314326563327823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebeaner09.blogspot.com/2008/10/partys-over.html' title='the party&apos;s over'/><author><name>Bob</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14107927841643576531</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-991812924046526369.post-4934277431684723956</id><published>2008-10-24T07:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-24T07:59:57.285-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Coach Rhodes Story</title><content type='html'>Coach Rhodes is just cool in his own way.  I have a lot of memories of him from freshman year. One of the first days of school, he was my first period teacher, he walked in and said "welcome to high school" and there was a long pause and he said "time to grow up and stop acting like little kids."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/991812924046526369-4934277431684723956?l=thebeaner09.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebeaner09.blogspot.com/feeds/4934277431684723956/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=991812924046526369&amp;postID=4934277431684723956' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/991812924046526369/posts/default/4934277431684723956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/991812924046526369/posts/default/4934277431684723956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebeaner09.blogspot.com/2008/10/my-coach-rhodes-story.html' title='My Coach Rhodes Story'/><author><name>Bob</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14107927841643576531</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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-991812924046526369.post-5478124026788381295</id><published>2008-10-10T07:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-10T07:49:11.187-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Story</title><content type='html'>One day there was a group of friends that went on a trip. They meet many people and saw many things. Once they got there they found a McDonald's and they ate and started back home. Once home they reflected on there trip and decided that it was a good idea and should do it again sometime.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/991812924046526369-5478124026788381295?l=thebeaner09.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebeaner09.blogspot.com/feeds/5478124026788381295/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=991812924046526369&amp;postID=5478124026788381295' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/991812924046526369/posts/default/5478124026788381295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/991812924046526369/posts/default/5478124026788381295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebeaner09.blogspot.com/2008/10/my-story.html' title='My Story'/><author><name>Bob</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14107927841643576531</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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-991812924046526369.post-1548520646928777572</id><published>2008-10-03T08:01:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-03T08:02:46.726-07:00</updated><title type='text'>BIRTHDAYS</title><content type='html'>a tradition for birthdays in my family is that we get taken out to eat and do what ever we want that day&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/991812924046526369-1548520646928777572?l=thebeaner09.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebeaner09.blogspot.com/feeds/1548520646928777572/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=991812924046526369&amp;postID=1548520646928777572' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/991812924046526369/posts/default/1548520646928777572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/991812924046526369/posts/default/1548520646928777572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebeaner09.blogspot.com/2008/10/birthdays.html' title='BIRTHDAYS'/><author><name>Bob</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14107927841643576531</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-991812924046526369.post-6116501780834444373</id><published>2008-09-19T07:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-19T07:38:12.267-07:00</updated><title type='text'>FRIDAYS</title><content type='html'>I love Fridays for these ten resons&lt;br /&gt;1. football games&lt;br /&gt;2.free food for band&lt;br /&gt;3. band preforming at halftime&lt;br /&gt;4.last day of school for the week&lt;br /&gt;5.getting to travel to the games&lt;br /&gt;6.its the start of the weekend&lt;br /&gt;7.day off from work on away games&lt;br /&gt;8.talk  to friends all weekend&lt;br /&gt;9.stay out later&lt;br /&gt;10.be with my family&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/991812924046526369-6116501780834444373?l=thebeaner09.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebeaner09.blogspot.com/feeds/6116501780834444373/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=991812924046526369&amp;postID=6116501780834444373' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/991812924046526369/posts/default/6116501780834444373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/991812924046526369/posts/default/6116501780834444373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebeaner09.blogspot.com/2008/09/fridays.html' title='FRIDAYS'/><author><name>Bob</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14107927841643576531</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>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-991812924046526369.post-8865816092913919961</id><published>2008-09-12T07:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-12T07:58:10.447-07:00</updated><title type='text'>what i want to do in the future</title><content type='html'>by the time I am in my 30's I would like to already be living in my own house and own my own car.&lt;br /&gt;I might move away from Childress but I think that I might come back and live in one of the nicest houses in town. I would like to own a hummer or a sports car, and have a job as a game warden.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/991812924046526369-8865816092913919961?l=thebeaner09.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebeaner09.blogspot.com/feeds/8865816092913919961/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=991812924046526369&amp;postID=8865816092913919961' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/991812924046526369/posts/default/8865816092913919961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/991812924046526369/posts/default/8865816092913919961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebeaner09.blogspot.com/2008/09/what-i-want-to-do-in-future.html' title='what i want to do in the future'/><author><name>Bob</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14107927841643576531</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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-991812924046526369.post-4132757864689266072</id><published>2008-09-05T07:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-05T07:59:30.045-07:00</updated><title type='text'>NO BONFIRE</title><content type='html'>I dont think its right that we dont have a bonfire but its the law its kind of stupid but we have to follow it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/991812924046526369-4132757864689266072?l=thebeaner09.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebeaner09.blogspot.com/feeds/4132757864689266072/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=991812924046526369&amp;postID=4132757864689266072' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/991812924046526369/posts/default/4132757864689266072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/991812924046526369/posts/default/4132757864689266072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebeaner09.blogspot.com/2008/09/no-bonfire.html' title='NO BONFIRE'/><author><name>Bob</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14107927841643576531</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>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-991812924046526369.post-6859166132934467420</id><published>2008-08-29T07:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-29T07:57:19.540-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My first week of school</title><content type='html'>My first week of school was very boring except for today because of the pep rally. Overall I think that this school year is going to be fun especially with all of the technology.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/991812924046526369-6859166132934467420?l=thebeaner09.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebeaner09.blogspot.com/feeds/6859166132934467420/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=991812924046526369&amp;postID=6859166132934467420' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/991812924046526369/posts/default/6859166132934467420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/991812924046526369/posts/default/6859166132934467420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebeaner09.blogspot.com/2008/08/my-first-week-of-school.html' title='My first week of school'/><author><name>Bob</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14107927841643576531</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>7</thr:total></entry></feed>
