<?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-4597659040877916823</id><updated>2011-07-30T21:18:19.223-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Brennan Thought</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smittieskidsrock026.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4597659040877916823/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smittieskidsrock026.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Brennan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12163971585942864501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bexfZRWbukg/SuHUmH7UvTI/AAAAAAAAAAs/h8gkiT5qeb0/S220/fooz.png'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>19</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4597659040877916823.post-1313398646236430765</id><published>2010-05-19T07:56:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-19T09:13:13.039-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Yeti Frog</title><content type='html'>It is a cross in between a fanged frog &amp;amp; a Yeti Crab&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bexfZRWbukg/S_QHRTay4zI/AAAAAAAAACA/Qcr-MlKNTE0/s1600/SCAN0212.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 248px; height: 335px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bexfZRWbukg/S_QHRTay4zI/AAAAAAAAACA/Qcr-MlKNTE0/s200/SCAN0212.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473007441013826354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4597659040877916823-1313398646236430765?l=smittieskidsrock026.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smittieskidsrock026.blogspot.com/feeds/1313398646236430765/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://smittieskidsrock026.blogspot.com/2010/05/yrti-f.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4597659040877916823/posts/default/1313398646236430765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4597659040877916823/posts/default/1313398646236430765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smittieskidsrock026.blogspot.com/2010/05/yrti-f.html' title='Yeti Frog'/><author><name>Brennan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12163971585942864501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bexfZRWbukg/SuHUmH7UvTI/AAAAAAAAAAs/h8gkiT5qeb0/S220/fooz.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bexfZRWbukg/S_QHRTay4zI/AAAAAAAAACA/Qcr-MlKNTE0/s72-c/SCAN0212.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4597659040877916823.post-1541392430524897181</id><published>2010-05-05T07:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-05T08:16:58.166-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Helth #1</title><content type='html'>5.I  think why the respiratory, circulatory, digestive, and excretory systems are considered transport systems for the body is because, they transport different things to different places in the body.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4597659040877916823-1541392430524897181?l=smittieskidsrock026.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smittieskidsrock026.blogspot.com/feeds/1541392430524897181/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://smittieskidsrock026.blogspot.com/2010/05/helth-1.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4597659040877916823/posts/default/1541392430524897181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4597659040877916823/posts/default/1541392430524897181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smittieskidsrock026.blogspot.com/2010/05/helth-1.html' title='Helth #1'/><author><name>Brennan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12163971585942864501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bexfZRWbukg/SuHUmH7UvTI/AAAAAAAAAAs/h8gkiT5qeb0/S220/fooz.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4597659040877916823.post-1448353341708048763</id><published>2010-04-05T05:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-05T06:11:46.295-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Future Quest</title><content type='html'>I don't know what I want to do when I am older so  :D . The TAKS test  is dumb their isn't a single reason why we have it but, it would help you get in to Collage.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4597659040877916823-1448353341708048763?l=smittieskidsrock026.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smittieskidsrock026.blogspot.com/feeds/1448353341708048763/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://smittieskidsrock026.blogspot.com/2010/04/future-quest.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4597659040877916823/posts/default/1448353341708048763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4597659040877916823/posts/default/1448353341708048763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smittieskidsrock026.blogspot.com/2010/04/future-quest.html' title='Future Quest'/><author><name>Brennan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12163971585942864501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bexfZRWbukg/SuHUmH7UvTI/AAAAAAAAAAs/h8gkiT5qeb0/S220/fooz.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4597659040877916823.post-972199470065470795</id><published>2010-04-01T06:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-01T06:26:50.028-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Our Rap</title><content type='html'>I really didn't want to do the rap in the first place because, I can't sing or rap. I was fine creating the music that was the easy part. Why did you make us Rap :( (sob sob) ! Even after the rap I didn't like it. I will not work for a music company ever.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4597659040877916823-972199470065470795?l=smittieskidsrock026.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smittieskidsrock026.blogspot.com/feeds/972199470065470795/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://smittieskidsrock026.blogspot.com/2010/04/our-rap.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4597659040877916823/posts/default/972199470065470795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4597659040877916823/posts/default/972199470065470795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smittieskidsrock026.blogspot.com/2010/04/our-rap.html' title='Our Rap'/><author><name>Brennan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12163971585942864501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bexfZRWbukg/SuHUmH7UvTI/AAAAAAAAAAs/h8gkiT5qeb0/S220/fooz.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4597659040877916823.post-7938899041559869706</id><published>2010-03-29T06:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-29T06:24:42.474-07:00</updated><title type='text'>How my Weekend was</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;My weekend was a little boring because, I just played video games and out side. But, on Sunday I got to see Diary of a Wimpy kid If I Where you I would go  see it to.&lt;br /&gt;And my step mom almost shaved me bald.&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;  :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bexfZRWbukg/S7Cph4XtUmI/AAAAAAAAABw/vReCqx9aUpg/s1600/Photo+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 306px; height: 230px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bexfZRWbukg/S7Cph4XtUmI/AAAAAAAAABw/vReCqx9aUpg/s320/Photo+3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454045548278272610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="file:///Network/Servers/thom-stu-xsvr.mesquiteisd.org/Volumes/Data/stuhome/5f26/Desktop/Photo%203.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4597659040877916823-7938899041559869706?l=smittieskidsrock026.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smittieskidsrock026.blogspot.com/feeds/7938899041559869706/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://smittieskidsrock026.blogspot.com/2010/03/how-my-weekend-was.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4597659040877916823/posts/default/7938899041559869706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4597659040877916823/posts/default/7938899041559869706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smittieskidsrock026.blogspot.com/2010/03/how-my-weekend-was.html' title='How my Weekend was'/><author><name>Brennan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12163971585942864501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bexfZRWbukg/SuHUmH7UvTI/AAAAAAAAAAs/h8gkiT5qeb0/S220/fooz.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bexfZRWbukg/S7Cph4XtUmI/AAAAAAAAABw/vReCqx9aUpg/s72-c/Photo+3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4597659040877916823.post-5389853536030722432</id><published>2010-03-22T06:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-24T07:06:09.498-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ!!! zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz!!!</title><content type='html'>WHY ME!!! ZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ!!!&lt;br /&gt;Oh sorry I think I stayed up to late last night. My spring break was so AWESOME! I wish spring break was longer and I can't believe that it snowed on the first day of spring. So, how is that global warming theory working for you now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Questions from me to you:&lt;br /&gt;Why do we have TAKS?&lt;br /&gt;I mean just look at our grades from Elementary.&lt;br /&gt;Do you like school?&lt;br /&gt;I know I do.&lt;br /&gt;Do you like TAKS?&lt;br /&gt;I know I don't.&lt;br /&gt;What dose the TAKS mean?&lt;br /&gt;Because, I don't get it.&lt;br /&gt;Do you think you'll pas the TAKS?&lt;br /&gt;I'm pretty sure I will.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For all you TAKS lovers:&lt;br /&gt;What will you do when you get in to cloge?&lt;br /&gt;I still don't know what I want to do yet so I'm not sure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(If you want to anser thes quitons typ it up in one of my coments)&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;    :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4597659040877916823-5389853536030722432?l=smittieskidsrock026.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smittieskidsrock026.blogspot.com/feeds/5389853536030722432/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://smittieskidsrock026.blogspot.com/2010/03/zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4597659040877916823/posts/default/5389853536030722432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4597659040877916823/posts/default/5389853536030722432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smittieskidsrock026.blogspot.com/2010/03/zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz.html' title='ZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ!!! zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz!!!'/><author><name>Brennan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12163971585942864501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bexfZRWbukg/SuHUmH7UvTI/AAAAAAAAAAs/h8gkiT5qeb0/S220/fooz.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4597659040877916823.post-5387367797416518672</id><published>2010-03-01T05:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-01T06:29:48.194-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Weekend</title><content type='html'>Right after I got home on Friday I went to Dallas to visit my uncle Jeff. Then we went to Uncle Joleos (They have good Mexican food) what was really interesting was we made it home in the same night.&lt;br /&gt;On Saturday Drew's friend Kiler Freeman came over and spent the night and for diner we went to Magic Time Machine.&lt;br /&gt;On Sunday we went to The Replie's Wax Museum after Drew won his soccer game 3 to 1. At The Replie's Wax Museum we did the Moire Maze and every  thing eles. The Moire Maze was my favorite thing. my brother was chasing my Dad and he ran in to a moire.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                   &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I had a great weekend!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4597659040877916823-5387367797416518672?l=smittieskidsrock026.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smittieskidsrock026.blogspot.com/feeds/5387367797416518672/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://smittieskidsrock026.blogspot.com/2010/03/my-weekend.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4597659040877916823/posts/default/5387367797416518672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4597659040877916823/posts/default/5387367797416518672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smittieskidsrock026.blogspot.com/2010/03/my-weekend.html' title='My Weekend'/><author><name>Brennan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12163971585942864501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bexfZRWbukg/SuHUmH7UvTI/AAAAAAAAAAs/h8gkiT5qeb0/S220/fooz.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4597659040877916823.post-1502045376571973696</id><published>2010-02-22T05:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-22T06:26:17.556-08:00</updated><title type='text'>How my Weekend was</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My weekend was a little boring, on Sunday, my Mom, my little brother, Calen, my&lt;br /&gt; Grandpa, my Grandma, and me all went to a bead show.&lt;br /&gt;My grandpa, Calen, and me walked around the whole place and my Mom and&lt;br /&gt; grandma where still at the first table. So all of the boys&lt;br /&gt;went out side to the car and drove around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4597659040877916823-1502045376571973696?l=smittieskidsrock026.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smittieskidsrock026.blogspot.com/feeds/1502045376571973696/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://smittieskidsrock026.blogspot.com/2010/02/how-my-weekend-was.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4597659040877916823/posts/default/1502045376571973696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4597659040877916823/posts/default/1502045376571973696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smittieskidsrock026.blogspot.com/2010/02/how-my-weekend-was.html' title='How my Weekend was'/><author><name>Brennan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12163971585942864501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bexfZRWbukg/SuHUmH7UvTI/AAAAAAAAAAs/h8gkiT5qeb0/S220/fooz.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4597659040877916823.post-6845681695938553093</id><published>2010-02-18T06:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-18T08:10:52.542-08:00</updated><title type='text'>President's Day 1860 Presidential Election</title><content type='html'>1. I would vote for Abe because, I don't want to become a slave.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. I don't care because, I won't become a slave.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. I won't  vote for  Abe because I like slavery.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4597659040877916823-6845681695938553093?l=smittieskidsrock026.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smittieskidsrock026.blogspot.com/feeds/6845681695938553093/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://smittieskidsrock026.blogspot.com/2010/02/presidents-day-1860-presidential.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4597659040877916823/posts/default/6845681695938553093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4597659040877916823/posts/default/6845681695938553093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smittieskidsrock026.blogspot.com/2010/02/presidents-day-1860-presidential.html' title='President&apos;s Day 1860 Presidential Election'/><author><name>Brennan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12163971585942864501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bexfZRWbukg/SuHUmH7UvTI/AAAAAAAAAAs/h8gkiT5qeb0/S220/fooz.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4597659040877916823.post-7753448193634890561</id><published>2010-01-13T06:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-13T06:38:59.561-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Wordle</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bexfZRWbukg/S03a885VXRI/AAAAAAAAABM/Rjs42XKkiAA/s1600-h/Picture+1.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 262px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bexfZRWbukg/S03a885VXRI/AAAAAAAAABM/Rjs42XKkiAA/s400/Picture+1.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426233866724924690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4597659040877916823-7753448193634890561?l=smittieskidsrock026.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smittieskidsrock026.blogspot.com/feeds/7753448193634890561/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://smittieskidsrock026.blogspot.com/2010/01/my-wordle.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4597659040877916823/posts/default/7753448193634890561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4597659040877916823/posts/default/7753448193634890561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smittieskidsrock026.blogspot.com/2010/01/my-wordle.html' title='My Wordle'/><author><name>Brennan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12163971585942864501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bexfZRWbukg/SuHUmH7UvTI/AAAAAAAAAAs/h8gkiT5qeb0/S220/fooz.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bexfZRWbukg/S03a885VXRI/AAAAAAAAABM/Rjs42XKkiAA/s72-c/Picture+1.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4597659040877916823.post-5171130898280585369</id><published>2009-12-02T09:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-06T19:44:36.691-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Three Days be for the War.</title><content type='html'>My life was just where I wanted to be I liked my job and I have a beautiful wife &amp; two kids. My kids are named, Annabel, and John Jr. &amp; my wife’s name is, Rebecca.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ten days before the war I woke up at the crack of dawn to the birds chirping outside my window. So I got up &amp; sat on my porch when a Son of Liberty walked up to my porch and said “Do I have the pleasure of addressing John Black?” “Yes, Why?” I replied “I have a letter from John Sulliven.” He handed me a letter that read:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear John Black,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have been summoned as a Son of Liberty. Your service as a farrier is needed at Fort, Bennington. There you will keep the Patriots horses’ shoes in good repair. You must report their in 10 days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sincerely,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;General John Sulliven&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was sad that I might never see my family again because, the British raid my tent. I stared into the open fields as the man walked off. Five minutes latter Rebecca woke up &amp; I showed her the letter. After she read it she busted out in tears and hugged me. As tears soaked in to my shirt she asked “Wh, what are we going to do?” “You and the kids will go to the White Mountain settlement with Sue and her kids. I’ll ready your horses so you’re sure to make it,” I whispered back. When the kids woke up we told them too. Then they busted out in tears and hugged us too. Then we spent the rest of the day playing games and read together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 Days&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I started the day like any other morning but, today my wife got up with me. As we sat on the porch waiting for the children we talked about what we were going to bring with us. I was just going to bring a second pair of clothes and my tools. Every one else had to bring everything we use daily. We got everything ready so the kids didn’t have to do it. Then I readied the horses with new shoes while everyone was eating lunch. When I was done it was dinner time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 Days&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We all woke up some time after breakfast and we spent the entire day in bed with my family until dinner we all ate dinner together. Then we prayed together. Then we left with tears rolling down our cheeks’.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4597659040877916823-5171130898280585369?l=smittieskidsrock026.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smittieskidsrock026.blogspot.com/feeds/5171130898280585369/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://smittieskidsrock026.blogspot.com/2009/12/three-days-be-for-war.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4597659040877916823/posts/default/5171130898280585369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4597659040877916823/posts/default/5171130898280585369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smittieskidsrock026.blogspot.com/2009/12/three-days-be-for-war.html' title='Three Days be for the War.'/><author><name>Brennan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12163971585942864501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bexfZRWbukg/SuHUmH7UvTI/AAAAAAAAAAs/h8gkiT5qeb0/S220/fooz.png'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4597659040877916823.post-5839888173245672871</id><published>2009-11-05T10:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-12T17:11:39.374-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Day as a Slave</title><content type='html'>Africa was a peaceful place until the European came. It all started when I went to go get a bucket of water on my way back some guys jumped out and caught me. Then threw me and some other guys on a boat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Middle Passage&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right as soon as I got on the boat all i could think of was the smell it was retched. Many people died the first day &amp;amp; they didn't even unchain them. It was hard all the way their &amp;amp; I was to scared to get off the boat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;America&lt;br /&gt;I was sold to a good family &amp;amp; they where very, very nice to me until I died.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4597659040877916823-5839888173245672871?l=smittieskidsrock026.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smittieskidsrock026.blogspot.com/feeds/5839888173245672871/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://smittieskidsrock026.blogspot.com/2009/11/day-as-slave.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4597659040877916823/posts/default/5839888173245672871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4597659040877916823/posts/default/5839888173245672871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smittieskidsrock026.blogspot.com/2009/11/day-as-slave.html' title='A Day as a Slave'/><author><name>Brennan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12163971585942864501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bexfZRWbukg/SuHUmH7UvTI/AAAAAAAAAAs/h8gkiT5qeb0/S220/fooz.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4597659040877916823.post-6010173802320770694</id><published>2009-10-30T08:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-30T09:30:06.382-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dream Makers V.S Dream Braekers</title><content type='html'>I only hang out with Dream Makers not, with Dream Breakers. Mainly because, they encourage me as well as I encourage them. all of my friends at my old school where Dream Breakers but, I turned that around. Only  one of my friends was a Dream Makers and even though   we go to different schools we're still friends, I even saw him on our last filed trip. I rather hang out with Dream Makers because, they  engorge me just as well as I encourage them.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4597659040877916823-6010173802320770694?l=smittieskidsrock026.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smittieskidsrock026.blogspot.com/feeds/6010173802320770694/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://smittieskidsrock026.blogspot.com/2009/10/dream-makers-vs-dream-brackers.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4597659040877916823/posts/default/6010173802320770694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4597659040877916823/posts/default/6010173802320770694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smittieskidsrock026.blogspot.com/2009/10/dream-makers-vs-dream-brackers.html' title='Dream Makers V.S Dream Braekers'/><author><name>Brennan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12163971585942864501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bexfZRWbukg/SuHUmH7UvTI/AAAAAAAAAAs/h8gkiT5qeb0/S220/fooz.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4597659040877916823.post-2438383160205937890</id><published>2009-10-27T16:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-29T10:02:07.913-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Beammer!!!</title><content type='html'>On May,12 th,2028 a letter was sent to Mr. Walter saying to create a robot boy that is indestructible and very strong. He did what he was told to do, the strongest robot in the world. Wheal he was thinking, he was trying to figure out how to bring it to life. So he made a few smaller versions and tyred to bring them to life he tyred from super powered barres to to pure energy, but nothing worked. So he gave up and went to bed wheal he was sleeping he dreamt of all his fallers but,  at that time he that didn't know it but, he was archly was dreaming about how to make it possible. When he wok up he figured out what he should have done the first time. So he tyred putting them all together and it worked.&lt;br /&gt;Two months later he was flying to japan and back in a mater of seconds. He knew would one day he would save the world.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4597659040877916823-2438383160205937890?l=smittieskidsrock026.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smittieskidsrock026.blogspot.com/feeds/2438383160205937890/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://smittieskidsrock026.blogspot.com/2009/10/beammer.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4597659040877916823/posts/default/2438383160205937890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4597659040877916823/posts/default/2438383160205937890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smittieskidsrock026.blogspot.com/2009/10/beammer.html' title='Beammer!!!'/><author><name>Brennan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12163971585942864501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bexfZRWbukg/SuHUmH7UvTI/AAAAAAAAAAs/h8gkiT5qeb0/S220/fooz.png'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4597659040877916823.post-6922484344178550708</id><published>2009-10-18T06:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-19T18:37:01.728-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Lables Song!!!</title><content type='html'>Course: Tear off the label and turn the tables.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Verse#1:Take that label off! Take that label off! Take that label off and throw it away! Throw it away! Throw it away! Take that label off! Take that label off! Take that label off and throw it away! Throw it away! Throw it away!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(Course)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Verse#2:Take that label off! Take that label off! Take that label off and throw it away! Throw it away! Throw it away! Take that label off! Take that label off! Take that label off and throw it away! Throw it away! Throw it away!Take that label off! Take that label off! Take that label off and throw it away! Throw it away! Throw it away! Take that label off! Take that label off! Take that label off and throw it away! Throw it away! Throw it away!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(Course)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(Solo)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Course: Tear off the label and turn the tables.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Verse#3:Take that label off! Take that label off! Take that label off and throw it away! Throw it away! Throw it away! Take that label off! Take that label off! Take that label off and throw it away! Throw it away! Throw it away!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(Course)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Verse#4:Take that label off! Take that label off! Take that label off and throw it away! Throw it away! Throw it away! Take that label off! Take that label off! Take that label off and throw it away! Throw it away! Throw it away!Take that label off! Take that label off! Take that label off and throw it away! Throw it away! Throw it away! Take that label off! Take that label off! Take that label off and throw it away! Throw it away! Throw it away!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(Course)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;YYYYYEEEEEAAAAAHHHH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4597659040877916823-6922484344178550708?l=smittieskidsrock026.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smittieskidsrock026.blogspot.com/feeds/6922484344178550708/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://smittieskidsrock026.blogspot.com/2009/10/my-lables-song.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4597659040877916823/posts/default/6922484344178550708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4597659040877916823/posts/default/6922484344178550708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smittieskidsrock026.blogspot.com/2009/10/my-lables-song.html' title='My Lables Song!!!'/><author><name>Brennan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12163971585942864501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bexfZRWbukg/SuHUmH7UvTI/AAAAAAAAAAs/h8gkiT5qeb0/S220/fooz.png'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4597659040877916823.post-1263974609579412395</id><published>2009-10-17T17:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-17T20:39:30.999-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Lables</title><content type='html'>A label is what people already expect of you. Labels can be good and bad. Some can make stop trying and some can help you succeed.&lt;div&gt; Negative labels can discharge you. They can also make it harder to succeed in life. They also make you not want to do anything.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; Positive labels can help you in life like get in to collage. Most of the time they help you succeed in life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Because of this I chose to focus on the positive labels. Some of my labels are:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm a nice kid because ,I get a lot of complements.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm a good friend ,you can see that in between me and Cody.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4597659040877916823-1263974609579412395?l=smittieskidsrock026.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smittieskidsrock026.blogspot.com/feeds/1263974609579412395/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://smittieskidsrock026.blogspot.com/2009/10/my-lables.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4597659040877916823/posts/default/1263974609579412395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4597659040877916823/posts/default/1263974609579412395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smittieskidsrock026.blogspot.com/2009/10/my-lables.html' title='My Lables'/><author><name>Brennan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12163971585942864501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bexfZRWbukg/SuHUmH7UvTI/AAAAAAAAAAs/h8gkiT5qeb0/S220/fooz.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4597659040877916823.post-6288712144108516770</id><published>2009-10-06T13:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-28T09:43:42.867-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Day Off !!</title><content type='html'>On my day off I deiced to go to my Nanny &amp;amp; Papa's house. It took us about two long hours just to get their.  On the way their my Mom &amp;amp; I stopped  to get a refreshing drink. When we got there we  eat some really good hot spaghetti &amp;amp; we tried some warm spinach  bread it looked sort of green (it was really good). Then I went to my uncle's room &amp;amp; plaid Lego Star Wars The Video Game I got to the second I had to stop wear R2 &amp;amp; 3PO where stolen then I had to save them. I had to go against some really ugly guys. Then we watched some really scary ghost stores on the T.V until 2:00.am. When we woke up we turned on the T.V to a renamed channel &amp;amp; the same scary ghost show was on. Then I ate some warm mouth watering great tasting biscuits &amp;amp; gravy. Then I started to build really cool Hero Scape sets. I tried to find someone to play with but, none wanted to play with me. So I keep making more cool sets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bexfZRWbukg/SsvTGOOwU-I/AAAAAAAAAAY/KOBF5UoQ79k/s1600-h/Heroescape1_web.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 143px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bexfZRWbukg/SsvTGOOwU-I/AAAAAAAAAAY/KOBF5UoQ79k/s320/Heroescape1_web.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389633482931590114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bexfZRWbukg/SsvZAN-lcDI/AAAAAAAAAAg/zH1lns4NaZE/s1600-h/Heroescape3%28Dragon%29_web.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 237px; height: 133px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bexfZRWbukg/SsvZAN-lcDI/AAAAAAAAAAg/zH1lns4NaZE/s320/Heroescape3%28Dragon%29_web.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389639976854319154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Then I asked for a  Reuben Sandwich witch is made out of  Corned beef, Swiss cheese, Thousand Island dressing, and sauerkraut, all grilled in a skillet. Rite after I smelt it my mouth started to water &amp;amp; it tasted like a pro made it. After that  my uncle Dave &amp;amp; me went to a indoor swimming/work out  place wheal I was swimming a guy with  a bright yellow shirt on said" Hay, hay kid with the cameo shirt on, you have to get out," so I got out &amp;amp; we went home. When we got home we had roasted chicken,mac &amp;amp; cheese, &amp;amp; some spinach it was great. Then we all sat down to watch some T.V me &amp;amp; my Mom where freezing. Then we had to go &amp;amp; the trip back seemed twice as long. When we got  home I was so tired. When I got back I went strait  to bed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4597659040877916823-6288712144108516770?l=smittieskidsrock026.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smittieskidsrock026.blogspot.com/feeds/6288712144108516770/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://smittieskidsrock026.blogspot.com/2009/10/my-day-off.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4597659040877916823/posts/default/6288712144108516770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4597659040877916823/posts/default/6288712144108516770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smittieskidsrock026.blogspot.com/2009/10/my-day-off.html' title='My Day Off !!'/><author><name>Brennan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12163971585942864501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bexfZRWbukg/SuHUmH7UvTI/AAAAAAAAAAs/h8gkiT5qeb0/S220/fooz.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bexfZRWbukg/SsvTGOOwU-I/AAAAAAAAAAY/KOBF5UoQ79k/s72-c/Heroescape1_web.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4597659040877916823.post-9117445587473420017</id><published>2009-09-25T09:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-04T15:56:27.873-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Future Quest Lesson1</title><content type='html'>Characteristics of a Successful Student&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think the characteristics of a successful student are being respectful, responsible, honest, &amp;amp; things like that. To be a respectful student you need to listen when someone is talking &amp;amp; do what they ask, especially if it's an adult.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be a thoughtful student you need to think of other people &amp;amp; their feelings. You can also do this by being patient, sitting in a peaceful way and waiting your turn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A respectful student does many things. They are obedient to adults, raise their hand, wait their turns and don't talk when its against the rules. To do all this, you need to be able to control your self.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be trustworthy, you must be honest, responsible for your actions and kind to other students/kids. You need to listen &amp;amp; work when you're told to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All of these traits will help you get into college by helping you be successful in school. Once you get into college these traits will help you even more with your teachers. They are even more important in college, because you are responsible for yourself.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4597659040877916823-9117445587473420017?l=smittieskidsrock026.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smittieskidsrock026.blogspot.com/feeds/9117445587473420017/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://smittieskidsrock026.blogspot.com/2009/09/future-quest-lesson1.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4597659040877916823/posts/default/9117445587473420017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4597659040877916823/posts/default/9117445587473420017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smittieskidsrock026.blogspot.com/2009/09/future-quest-lesson1.html' title='Future Quest Lesson1'/><author><name>Brennan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12163971585942864501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bexfZRWbukg/SuHUmH7UvTI/AAAAAAAAAAs/h8gkiT5qeb0/S220/fooz.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4597659040877916823.post-4677774352202116101</id><published>2009-09-23T14:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-23T14:24:58.916-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>How do different things in nature depend on each other?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are a few ways that different things in nature depend on each other and that’s what we are studying. 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