<?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-8392456030001056666</id><updated>2011-04-21T16:57:58.915-07:00</updated><category term='Mrs. Rosa Parks'/><category term='Economy'/><category term='CURRENT EVENT'/><category term='OUR NEW PRESIDENT'/><category term='The Real Meaning Of Christmas'/><category term='my summer plans'/><category term='INTERVIEWS'/><category term='CHARACTER CLUE blog'/><category term='My trip to Lake Tahoe'/><category term='CHRISTMAS BLOG'/><category term='JOHN ROLFE'/><category term='hedge blog'/><category term='CHARACTER CLUE'/><category term='Government'/><title type='text'>MISSB</title><subtitle type='html'>BIANCA &amp;amp; RAMBO</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noelle-missbianca.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8392456030001056666/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noelle-missbianca.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Noelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18357214416412453957</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z2zIeiWLBCg/SP04uZ_6dQI/AAAAAAAAAAo/V7VrZD8d740/S220/DSCN0059.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>17</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8392456030001056666.post-3561669205939219216</id><published>2009-05-14T18:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-14T18:55:26.447-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my summer plans'/><title type='text'>MY SUMMER PLANS</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;My summer plans are to go to New York with my grandpa and grandma.My grandpa works for transporting food in a big truck so since he has to go there anyways he asked me if I wanted to go.We are going to go see the Statue Of Liberty, and even go to the very top of the hat on the head of it. I have been to New York before but I do not remember, since I am older I will remember and be old enough to take pictures.I am exited.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Another summer plan my family has is to go camping at Lake &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Amador&lt;/span&gt;. We are going with are &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;trailer&lt;/span&gt;. Were going to go fishing swimming and even roast &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;marshmallows&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;My&lt;/span&gt; family has been camping many times but I have never been to Lake &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Amador&lt;/span&gt;. I am a very big fan when it comes to camping I love to do everything outdoors like play soccer and go swimming. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am exited my whole summer is going to be a blast.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8392456030001056666-3561669205939219216?l=noelle-missbianca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noelle-missbianca.blogspot.com/feeds/3561669205939219216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8392456030001056666&amp;postID=3561669205939219216' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8392456030001056666/posts/default/3561669205939219216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8392456030001056666/posts/default/3561669205939219216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noelle-missbianca.blogspot.com/2009/05/my-summer-plans.html' title='MY SUMMER PLANS'/><author><name>Noelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18357214416412453957</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z2zIeiWLBCg/SP04uZ_6dQI/AAAAAAAAAAo/V7VrZD8d740/S220/DSCN0059.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8392456030001056666.post-3102839644648398579</id><published>2009-04-20T14:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-20T14:39:48.330-07:00</updated><title type='text'>c.c. blog</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt; INITIATIVE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;                                                                               V.S.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;                                                               UNRESPONSIVENESS&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Reconizing and doing what needs to be done before I am asked to do it.     &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What I have been doing to show INITIATIVE is cleaning my room every week, doing homework and helping my sister and brother with there homework, and water the huge backyard and all of the little flowers and fruit trees.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;UNRESPONSIVENESS would be me not watering the plants and cleaning my room every week and refussing to do it. My parents would not like that and I would upset god. Because I am supposed to obey them and when I do obey I get rewarded by my parents and also by god and they are proud of me.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;So what I did is set an example to my sister and brother showing them what god and also my parents want them to do. Now my sister and brother sometimes are INITIATIVE in doing what needs to be done.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;      &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8392456030001056666-3102839644648398579?l=noelle-missbianca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noelle-missbianca.blogspot.com/feeds/3102839644648398579/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8392456030001056666&amp;postID=3102839644648398579' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8392456030001056666/posts/default/3102839644648398579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8392456030001056666/posts/default/3102839644648398579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noelle-missbianca.blogspot.com/2009/04/cc-blog.html' title='c.c. blog'/><author><name>Noelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18357214416412453957</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z2zIeiWLBCg/SP04uZ_6dQI/AAAAAAAAAAo/V7VrZD8d740/S220/DSCN0059.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8392456030001056666.post-805083516026828303</id><published>2009-03-27T07:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-27T19:59:22.979-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Current Evevnts</title><content type='html'>What I think about this weeks current events is that its pretty sad that this problem still exists. We, the US, should have had this problem under control a long time ago but that's just my opinion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I feel like because we are still allowing these guns to circulate, we are giving these bad people a ticket to kill whenever they want. This saddens me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; The fact that so many people are being killed by these assault weapons should be more of a reason for them to get banned for good. I hope that they pass a law real soon. These guns should only be used by people who are protecting us, not killing us.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8392456030001056666-805083516026828303?l=noelle-missbianca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noelle-missbianca.blogspot.com/feeds/805083516026828303/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8392456030001056666&amp;postID=805083516026828303' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8392456030001056666/posts/default/805083516026828303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8392456030001056666/posts/default/805083516026828303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noelle-missbianca.blogspot.com/2009/03/current-evevnts.html' title='Current Evevnts'/><author><name>Noelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18357214416412453957</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z2zIeiWLBCg/SP04uZ_6dQI/AAAAAAAAAAo/V7VrZD8d740/S220/DSCN0059.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8392456030001056666.post-8249364347195647592</id><published>2009-03-16T20:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-16T20:47:24.647-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='CURRENT EVENT'/><title type='text'>American, 88, freed after 2 months in Mexican jail</title><content type='html'>There was a man named Edward &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Chrisman&lt;/span&gt; who is 88 years old and he was riding with his grandson to Mexico to go to the dentist when they got arrested.  The police was looking for Edward's grandson only but the police put Edward and his grandson in jail.  Gary &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Chrisman&lt;/span&gt; Jr. who is 40 years old took pictures of a lady's teenage daughter when she did not want him to and the lady got mad and called the police on him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Edward started getting very sick when he was in jail and his family was very worried about his health.  Their family spent a lot of money trying to have attorneys get Edward and Gary out of the Mexico jail, but it took them two months to get Edward out.  Gary is still in the Mexico jail waiting for the judge to let him out. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I chose this current event because of the grandfather being 88 years old and going to jail.  He should never gone to jail because he did not do anything wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.blogger.com/post-create.g?blogID=8392456030001056666&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8392456030001056666-8249364347195647592?l=noelle-missbianca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noelle-missbianca.blogspot.com/feeds/8249364347195647592/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8392456030001056666&amp;postID=8249364347195647592' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8392456030001056666/posts/default/8249364347195647592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8392456030001056666/posts/default/8249364347195647592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noelle-missbianca.blogspot.com/2009/03/american-88-freed-after-2-months-in.html' title='American, 88, freed after 2 months in Mexican jail'/><author><name>Noelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18357214416412453957</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z2zIeiWLBCg/SP04uZ_6dQI/AAAAAAAAAAo/V7VrZD8d740/S220/DSCN0059.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8392456030001056666.post-349588543131684540</id><published>2009-03-09T20:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-09T20:57:11.499-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mrs. Rosa Parks'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;ROSA PARKS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Mrs. Rosa Parks was a black lady who lived during a time when black people were not treated the same as white people.  The black people had to use separate bathrooms and ride in the back of the bus because white people were the only ones who could ride in the front of the bus.  One day Mrs. Rosa Parks was waiting on the bus and decided that she did not want to sit in the back of the bus anymore.  When she got on the bus she did not go to the back of the bus but she sat in the front where the white people would sit. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On December 1, 1955, Mrs. Parks stood up for her Civil Rights and other people joined her.  Mrs. Parks became famous for standing up for her rights.  After that Mrs. Parks met with Dr. Martin Luther King Jr. and they started Montgomery Improvement Association.  Then other black people joined Mrs. Parks and stop riding the buses for 382 days.  The bus company decided to let the black people ride on the bus and sit wherever they wanted to sit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.achievement.org/autodoc/page/par0bio-1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/8392456030001056666-349588543131684540?l=noelle-missbianca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noelle-missbianca.blogspot.com/feeds/349588543131684540/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8392456030001056666&amp;postID=349588543131684540' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8392456030001056666/posts/default/349588543131684540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8392456030001056666/posts/default/349588543131684540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noelle-missbianca.blogspot.com/2009/03/rosa-parks-mrs.html' title=''/><author><name>Noelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18357214416412453957</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z2zIeiWLBCg/SP04uZ_6dQI/AAAAAAAAAAo/V7VrZD8d740/S220/DSCN0059.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8392456030001056666.post-7108847555831351084</id><published>2009-03-02T15:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-02T16:49:18.438-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='CHARACTER CLUE blog'/><title type='text'>character clue blog</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;LOVE &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;VS &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;SELFISHNESS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;GIVING TO OTHERS BASIC NEEDS WITHOUT HAVING AS MY MOTIVE PERSONAL REWARD.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;What I think this character clue means is to give someone a gift and not expect anything back from them.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Example: If I got a brand new puppy for Christmas and my brother and sister did not get a puppy instead of me teasing them the best thing for me to do would be to share it with them and not brag about it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;A bad example would be for me to brag about my new puppy that I got for Christmas and just rub it in their faces and say ha!ha!ha!. That would set a bad example for my sister and brother.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;God and my parents would want me to share my new puppy with my brother and sister and &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;NOT &lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;RUB IT&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;IN THEIR FACES.  I SHOULD LEARN TO SHARE WITHOUT EXPECTING ANYTHING IN RETURN BECAUSE THAT WILL MAKE GOD HAPPY&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;THE END&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8392456030001056666-7108847555831351084?l=noelle-missbianca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noelle-missbianca.blogspot.com/feeds/7108847555831351084/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8392456030001056666&amp;postID=7108847555831351084' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8392456030001056666/posts/default/7108847555831351084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8392456030001056666/posts/default/7108847555831351084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noelle-missbianca.blogspot.com/2009/03/character-clue-blog.html' title='character clue blog'/><author><name>Noelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18357214416412453957</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z2zIeiWLBCg/SP04uZ_6dQI/AAAAAAAAAAo/V7VrZD8d740/S220/DSCN0059.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8392456030001056666.post-2789593362663599453</id><published>2009-02-02T19:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-02T19:36:35.298-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hedge blog'/><title type='text'>HEDGE BLOG</title><content type='html'>WHEN I WAS JUST 13 MONTHS OLD MY SISTER ABBY WAS BORN. WHEN MY AUNT LYDIA TOOK ME TO THE HOSPITAL WHERE MY MOM, DAD AND MY NEW BABY SISTER ABBY WERE, I DON'T ACTUALLY REMEMBER THIS VERY WELL, BUT I SLAPPED MY SISTER IN THE FACE. I KEPT SAYING TO EVERYONE THAT I DIDN'T DO THAT BUT I REALLY DID.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHEN I GOT OLDER AND MY MOM TOLD ME THIS STORY I DID NOT BELIEVE HER. I THOUGHT SHE WAS JUST MAKING IT UP BUT SHE WASN'T. AS I GOT OLDER, I STARTED REMEMBERING THAT SITUATION AND NOW I KNOW FOR SURE THAT I DID SLAP HER PROBABLY BECAUSE I WAS JEALOUS OF NOT BEING THE BABY ANYMORE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE MORAL OF THIS STORY IS TO ALWAYS BELIEVE YOUR PARENTS BECAUSE THEY USUALLY DON'T LIE!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8392456030001056666-2789593362663599453?l=noelle-missbianca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noelle-missbianca.blogspot.com/feeds/2789593362663599453/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8392456030001056666&amp;postID=2789593362663599453' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8392456030001056666/posts/default/2789593362663599453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8392456030001056666/posts/default/2789593362663599453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noelle-missbianca.blogspot.com/2009/02/hedge-blog.html' title='HEDGE BLOG'/><author><name>Noelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18357214416412453957</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z2zIeiWLBCg/SP04uZ_6dQI/AAAAAAAAAAo/V7VrZD8d740/S220/DSCN0059.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8392456030001056666.post-5004286227585541029</id><published>2009-01-12T16:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-12T17:00:20.871-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My trip to Lake Tahoe'/><title type='text'>My trip to Lake Tahoe</title><content type='html'>My family and some of our friends went to Lake Tahoe over Christmas vacation.   We rented a cabin for a week. On one of the days there, me, my sister Abby and our friend Jasmine went outside to build a snowman. We used some grapes for the eyes, a carrot for the nose, a hat,  and my scarf and gloves to put around it's neck and arms.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The kids made a snow fort that we could all play with during our trip to the cabin. It was alot of fun to build it. We never actually got to have a snowball fight because it was really cold up there. It got to 9 degrees outside. It was super super cold. We even had a day that snowed all day long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My brother Joshy, my dad and the rest of the boys went skiing two days in a row. They said it was a blast but the girls decided not to go. We stayed at the cabin in the warmth.  We made food and hot chocolate  for when they got back from their skiing trip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On one of the days, all the girls went ice skating. We waited almost 30 minutes in line just to get our skates.  Once we were on the rink, we kept falling down and hurting our bottoms. After about 2 hours we decided we had enough. We found a pizza place at Northstar and we decided to go and eat in a warm restaurant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was finally the day to go home but we didn't really want to leave just yet. We all had alot of fun together. We will miss all the nights we stayed up late to play games. We will miss all the junk food we got to eat. Overall, we had a very very good time. Everyone should visit Lake Tahoe in the winter atleast once in their lives.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8392456030001056666-5004286227585541029?l=noelle-missbianca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noelle-missbianca.blogspot.com/feeds/5004286227585541029/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8392456030001056666&amp;postID=5004286227585541029' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8392456030001056666/posts/default/5004286227585541029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8392456030001056666/posts/default/5004286227585541029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noelle-missbianca.blogspot.com/2009/01/my-trip-to-lake-tahoe.html' title='My trip to Lake Tahoe'/><author><name>Noelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18357214416412453957</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z2zIeiWLBCg/SP04uZ_6dQI/AAAAAAAAAAo/V7VrZD8d740/S220/DSCN0059.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8392456030001056666.post-5639051103914839509</id><published>2009-01-04T18:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-04T20:03:36.863-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='CHRISTMAS BLOG'/><title type='text'>CHRISTMAS BLOG</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;WHAT CHRISTMAS REALLY MEANS TO ME HAS NOTHING TO DO WITH PRESENTS OR CHRISTMAS TREES OR ANY TYPE OF DECORATIONS. WHAT IT MEANS TO ME IS THAT THIS WOULD BE ONE OF THE MANY SPEACIAL DAYS THAT WE SHOULD BE CELEBRATING JESUS CHRIST OUR SAVIOR WHO DIED ON THE CROSS FOR OUR SINS. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;CHRISTMAS IS KNOWN AS THE "BIRTH" DAY OF CHRIST TO MANY OF US. SOME SAY THAT IT ISN'T SO BUT I STILL BELIEVE IT. I FEEL EXTRA SPEACIAL BECAUSE I WAS ALSO BORN ON CHRISTMAS DAY. JESUS AND I CELEBRATE OUR BIRTHDAYS ON THE SAME DAY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;I BELIEVE THAT HE WAS BORN TO VIRGIN MARY TO SHOW THE WORLD JUST HOW PURE HE IS AND ALWAYS WILL BE. I SURE AM GLAD THAT HE WAS BORN AND THEN DIED FOR OUR SINS SO THAT WE CAN SPEND ETERNITY WITH HIM AND THE FATHER UP IN HEAVEN.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8392456030001056666-5639051103914839509?l=noelle-missbianca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noelle-missbianca.blogspot.com/feeds/5639051103914839509/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8392456030001056666&amp;postID=5639051103914839509' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8392456030001056666/posts/default/5639051103914839509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8392456030001056666/posts/default/5639051103914839509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noelle-missbianca.blogspot.com/2009/01/christmas-blog.html' title='CHRISTMAS BLOG'/><author><name>Noelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18357214416412453957</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z2zIeiWLBCg/SP04uZ_6dQI/AAAAAAAAAAo/V7VrZD8d740/S220/DSCN0059.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8392456030001056666.post-1927709062076741475</id><published>2008-12-08T15:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T16:31:20.071-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Real Meaning Of Christmas'/><title type='text'>The real meaning of Christmas</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;What&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;I &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;think&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;the&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;real&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;meaning&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt; of&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Christmas&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;is&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt; not&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;all&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;the&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;presents &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;or&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;gifts&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;we &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;get &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;but&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;birth&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;of&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;our &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Father&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Baby&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Jesus&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt; Also, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;another&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt; thing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;about&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Christmas&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;is&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;share&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;and&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;give&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt; others&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;The&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;whole&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;point&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Christmas &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;is&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;to&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;give&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;to&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;others&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;and&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;always&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;be&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;grateful&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;for&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;what&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;you&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;get &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;and&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;wha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;t&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt; have.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Example:  If I got a new nintendo DS game and my sister and brother did not, I should share it with them instead of  braging and saying"ha ha" I got a new nintendo DS game and you guys did not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that's what I think the real meaning of Christmas is. &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;TO SHARE AND TO GIVE!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8392456030001056666-1927709062076741475?l=noelle-missbianca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noelle-missbianca.blogspot.com/feeds/1927709062076741475/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8392456030001056666&amp;postID=1927709062076741475' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8392456030001056666/posts/default/1927709062076741475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8392456030001056666/posts/default/1927709062076741475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noelle-missbianca.blogspot.com/2008/12/real-meaning-of-christmas.html' title='The real meaning of Christmas'/><author><name>Noelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18357214416412453957</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z2zIeiWLBCg/SP04uZ_6dQI/AAAAAAAAAAo/V7VrZD8d740/S220/DSCN0059.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8392456030001056666.post-4053087884381063035</id><published>2008-11-18T20:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-18T20:11:27.624-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='CHARACTER CLUE'/><title type='text'>CHARACTER CLUE</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;"&gt;PATIENCE "VS" RESTLESSNESS: ACCEPTING A DIFFICULT SITUATION FROM GOD WITHOUT GIVING HIM A DEADLINE TO REMOVE IT.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;WHAT THIS CHARACTER CLUE MEANS TO ME IS THAT YOU SHOULD NEVER EVER TELL GOD WHAT TO DO. HE KNOWS EXACTLY WHAT HE'S DOING EVEN THOUGH WE DON'T. FOR EXAMPLE, IF CHRISTMAS IS COMING (WHICH IT IS) AND YOU WANT YOUR PRESENTS NOW YOU CAN ASK GOD FOR PATIENCE BUT YOU CANNOT DEMAND IT FROM HIM. SOMETIMES HE WANTS TO TEST OUR PATIENCE BY NOT GIVING US WHAT WE ASK FOR WHEN WE ASK FOR IT. BY TESTING OUR PATIENCE, HE IS ACTUALLY TESTING OUR FAITH.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8392456030001056666-4053087884381063035?l=noelle-missbianca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noelle-missbianca.blogspot.com/feeds/4053087884381063035/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8392456030001056666&amp;postID=4053087884381063035' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8392456030001056666/posts/default/4053087884381063035'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8392456030001056666/posts/default/4053087884381063035'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noelle-missbianca.blogspot.com/2008/11/character-clue.html' title='CHARACTER CLUE'/><author><name>Noelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18357214416412453957</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z2zIeiWLBCg/SP04uZ_6dQI/AAAAAAAAAAo/V7VrZD8d740/S220/DSCN0059.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8392456030001056666.post-4718269352093674370</id><published>2008-11-10T22:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-10T22:08:03.434-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='OUR NEW PRESIDENT'/><title type='text'>OUR NEW PRESIDENT</title><content type='html'>I have learned that our next president of the United States of America Barack Obama is a very good husband and dad. I always saw his wife and two daughters with him on tv when he was running for president. His two daughters looked really happy holding their dad's hand. They did not look unhappy or like they were forced to smile for the cameras. Mrs. Obama looked really happy too and said alot of nice things about her husband. She was always beside him clapping her hands and smiling like she was very proud of her husband.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Barack Obama said that when his family moves into the White House he was going to get his daughters a puppy. I don't think he really wants one for himself but because he wants to make his daughters happy he is going to get them one. I think that he loves his family very much because when his grandmother got really sick Obama stopped campaigning to go check on her in Hawaii. I pray that GOD will help him run our country and do what is right.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8392456030001056666-4718269352093674370?l=noelle-missbianca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noelle-missbianca.blogspot.com/feeds/4718269352093674370/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8392456030001056666&amp;postID=4718269352093674370' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8392456030001056666/posts/default/4718269352093674370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8392456030001056666/posts/default/4718269352093674370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noelle-missbianca.blogspot.com/2008/11/our-new-president.html' title='OUR NEW PRESIDENT'/><author><name>Noelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18357214416412453957</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z2zIeiWLBCg/SP04uZ_6dQI/AAAAAAAAAAo/V7VrZD8d740/S220/DSCN0059.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8392456030001056666.post-5399831639645473202</id><published>2008-10-30T19:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-30T20:10:56.272-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='JOHN ROLFE'/><title type='text'>JOHN ROLFE</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;John Rolfe was born in 1585 in England. He sailed to America in May of 1609 on the Sea Venture ship but did not reach Virginia until May 1610. When he got to Virginia, he learned how to grow tobacco, which became very popular in that time. He made alot of money which helped the people of Virginia and it's economy.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;In 1614 he married Pocahontas, who was the daughter of the Indian chief. Pocahontas was not a christian when she first met John. John and Pocahontas had a son named Thomas. In 1616 they all moved to England but 7 months later Pocahontas died. John left his son Thomas in the care of a guardian in England and headed back to Virginia to live.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;In 1617 John remarried. He married a woman from Virginia. John Rolfe died in 1622 but no one knows exactly how.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8392456030001056666-5399831639645473202?l=noelle-missbianca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noelle-missbianca.blogspot.com/feeds/5399831639645473202/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8392456030001056666&amp;postID=5399831639645473202' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8392456030001056666/posts/default/5399831639645473202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8392456030001056666/posts/default/5399831639645473202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noelle-missbianca.blogspot.com/2008/10/john-rolfe.html' title='JOHN ROLFE'/><author><name>Noelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18357214416412453957</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z2zIeiWLBCg/SP04uZ_6dQI/AAAAAAAAAAo/V7VrZD8d740/S220/DSCN0059.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8392456030001056666.post-5123611506769221430</id><published>2008-10-20T18:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-20T18:57:22.565-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='CHARACTER CLUE'/><title type='text'>CHARACTER CLUE</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;LOVE "VS" SELFISHNESS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;GIVING TO OTHER'S BASIC NEEDS WITHOUT HAVING AS MY MOTIVE PERSONAL REWARD..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;WHAT THIS CHARACTER CLUE MEANS TO ME IS IF I WERE TO GIVE MY SISTER A LOLLI-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;POP, I AM NOT SUPPOSED TO EXPECT ANYTHING BACK FROM HER. I AM SUPPOSED TO GIVE&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;IT TO HER WITH LOVE AND NOT BE SELFISH.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;SELFISHNESS TO ME MEANS TO NOT BE A GIVING PERSON AND WANT TO KEEP&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;EVERYTHING FOR YOURSELF.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#330099;"&gt;LOVE TO ME MEANS THAT YOU ARE WILLING TO DO ANYTHING FOR SOMEONE ELSE AND &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;NOT WANT ANYTHING BACK FOR IT. DOING SOMETHING FROM THE BOTTOM OF YOUR&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;HEART.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8392456030001056666-5123611506769221430?l=noelle-missbianca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noelle-missbianca.blogspot.com/feeds/5123611506769221430/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8392456030001056666&amp;postID=5123611506769221430' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8392456030001056666/posts/default/5123611506769221430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8392456030001056666/posts/default/5123611506769221430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noelle-missbianca.blogspot.com/2008/10/character-clue.html' title='CHARACTER CLUE'/><author><name>Noelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18357214416412453957</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z2zIeiWLBCg/SP04uZ_6dQI/AAAAAAAAAAo/V7VrZD8d740/S220/DSCN0059.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8392456030001056666.post-6752711386020703780</id><published>2008-10-13T16:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-13T17:10:44.684-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Economy'/><title type='text'>Economy</title><content type='html'>What I have learned so far about the economy is that our country, as well as many other countries are having major money problems.  From my understanding, the United States money problems started when banks started loaning money to people to buy homes and the people were not able to pay their monthly mortgages.  One of the reasons why they were not able to pay their monthly mortgages is because the banks had given them bad mortgage loans that were too much for them to pay with the money they were making. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, the banks were getting greedy and started doing really bad things to get people to sign up with them for a loan.  They started lying about how much money people were actually making so that they could get more loans processed which made them look good as a bank.  Because the more loans they got people to sign the more money they could make off of the people.  But when a whole lot of people were not able to pay back their loans the banks started running out of money to loan other people and businesses who wanted to borrow money from them.  Now many of our country's banks have ran out of money to keep our economy going strong.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8392456030001056666-6752711386020703780?l=noelle-missbianca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noelle-missbianca.blogspot.com/feeds/6752711386020703780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8392456030001056666&amp;postID=6752711386020703780' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8392456030001056666/posts/default/6752711386020703780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8392456030001056666/posts/default/6752711386020703780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noelle-missbianca.blogspot.com/2008/10/economy.html' title='Economy'/><author><name>Noelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18357214416412453957</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z2zIeiWLBCg/SP04uZ_6dQI/AAAAAAAAAAo/V7VrZD8d740/S220/DSCN0059.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8392456030001056666.post-4578750047637326892</id><published>2008-10-06T19:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-06T19:46:10.902-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='INTERVIEWS'/><title type='text'>Interviews</title><content type='html'>What I learned based on my three interviews with people in the medical field is that it takes a very, very, very long time of being in school to get a career in this field. I also learned that to be in the medical field your heart has to be in it. Anyone can be a doctor or a nurse but not anyone can be a great doctor or nurse. You have to really love it. One of the other things I learned by talking to these three people is that the work hours are long. This is the one downside of this field. You work alot and don't really get to see your family as much as you would like. Another thing I learned about working in the medical field is that you are very busy. The reason that I want to become a nurse is because I want to be able to help other people and this is a great way to do that. I really enjoy people so helping them would make them and me happy. I want to make a difference in someones life if I can.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8392456030001056666-4578750047637326892?l=noelle-missbianca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noelle-missbianca.blogspot.com/feeds/4578750047637326892/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8392456030001056666&amp;postID=4578750047637326892' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8392456030001056666/posts/default/4578750047637326892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8392456030001056666/posts/default/4578750047637326892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noelle-missbianca.blogspot.com/2008/10/interviews.html' title='Interviews'/><author><name>Noelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18357214416412453957</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z2zIeiWLBCg/SP04uZ_6dQI/AAAAAAAAAAo/V7VrZD8d740/S220/DSCN0059.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8392456030001056666.post-8837152870302299847</id><published>2008-10-01T19:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-01T19:57:09.352-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Government'/><title type='text'>Our Government</title><content type='html'>Our country is going to vote on a new President and Vice President on November 4 ,2008.  I do not know much about Barack Obama or John McCain,but I do know that people are really concerned about who wins the race, because people are complaining about gas prices, grocery bills, jobs, and taxes.  They are afraid of what may happen when the new President gets into office.  They want to know if things are going to be better or worse for them and there families. Hopefully,God will bless our knew President and our country with lower gas prices, affordable food for our families to eat, plenty of jobs for people to take care of there families, and lower taxes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8392456030001056666-8837152870302299847?l=noelle-missbianca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noelle-missbianca.blogspot.com/feeds/8837152870302299847/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8392456030001056666&amp;postID=8837152870302299847' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8392456030001056666/posts/default/8837152870302299847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8392456030001056666/posts/default/8837152870302299847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noelle-missbianca.blogspot.com/2008/10/our-government.html' title='Our Government'/><author><name>Noelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18357214416412453957</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z2zIeiWLBCg/SP04uZ_6dQI/AAAAAAAAAAo/V7VrZD8d740/S220/DSCN0059.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
