<?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-6448564766412262164</id><updated>2012-01-31T13:29:24.081-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Say, "Fromaj!"</title><subtitle type='html'>This is my life in Haiti.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sayfromaj.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6448564766412262164/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sayfromaj.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Gwenn Mangine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12738873414360887127</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S9aqu8rplTM/TSDml-Mu6GI/AAAAAAAAG_A/80Xzn145RR4/S220/new%2Bfavorite%2Bpicture'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>69</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6448564766412262164.post-4415422756546189202</id><published>2012-01-31T10:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-31T11:00:58.075-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chapters Two and Three</title><content type='html'>Here's more!  I am surprising you with two more chapters today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jjFuLR_bQL0/Tyg5xgPWnNI/AAAAAAAAID0/5QTTAboivGo/s1600/Chapter%2B2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 311px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jjFuLR_bQL0/Tyg5xgPWnNI/AAAAAAAAID0/5QTTAboivGo/s400/Chapter%2B2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5703872450695437522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4CSTHWSM66I/Tyg5x5uKHwI/AAAAAAAAIEA/kDUXeeLhwko/s1600/chapter3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 308px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4CSTHWSM66I/Tyg5x5uKHwI/AAAAAAAAIEA/kDUXeeLhwko/s400/chapter3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5703872457535528706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for keeping track.  Hope you like these.  I will put up at least one more chapter tomorrow.  Be careful, because it's about to get really scary.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6448564766412262164-4415422756546189202?l=sayfromaj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sayfromaj.blogspot.com/feeds/4415422756546189202/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sayfromaj.blogspot.com/2012/01/chapters-two-and-three.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6448564766412262164/posts/default/4415422756546189202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6448564766412262164/posts/default/4415422756546189202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sayfromaj.blogspot.com/2012/01/chapters-two-and-three.html' title='Chapters Two and Three'/><author><name>Gwenn Mangine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12738873414360887127</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S9aqu8rplTM/TSDml-Mu6GI/AAAAAAAAG_A/80Xzn145RR4/S220/new%2Bfavorite%2Bpicture'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jjFuLR_bQL0/Tyg5xgPWnNI/AAAAAAAAID0/5QTTAboivGo/s72-c/Chapter%2B2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6448564766412262164.post-3554512477738761825</id><published>2012-01-30T06:45:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-30T07:21:04.973-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Table of Contents and Chapter One</title><content type='html'>Click on pictures to start reading the story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vn86DZr5atY/Tyav1LtY2zI/AAAAAAAAIDI/Eg-GE_TAgS8/s1600/Scan%2B2.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 307px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vn86DZr5atY/Tyav1LtY2zI/AAAAAAAAIDI/Eg-GE_TAgS8/s400/Scan%2B2.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5703439306322402098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Tbf-bLYwcVU/Tya0GS4Z-hI/AAAAAAAAIDU/uCggUPzKedU/s1600/Chapter%2BOne.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 291px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Tbf-bLYwcVU/Tya0GS4Z-hI/AAAAAAAAIDU/uCggUPzKedU/s400/Chapter%2BOne.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5703443998351948306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chapter two will be up tomorrow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6448564766412262164-3554512477738761825?l=sayfromaj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sayfromaj.blogspot.com/feeds/3554512477738761825/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sayfromaj.blogspot.com/2012/01/table-of-contents-and-chapter-one.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6448564766412262164/posts/default/3554512477738761825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6448564766412262164/posts/default/3554512477738761825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sayfromaj.blogspot.com/2012/01/table-of-contents-and-chapter-one.html' title='Table of Contents and Chapter One'/><author><name>Gwenn Mangine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12738873414360887127</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S9aqu8rplTM/TSDml-Mu6GI/AAAAAAAAG_A/80Xzn145RR4/S220/new%2Bfavorite%2Bpicture'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vn86DZr5atY/Tyav1LtY2zI/AAAAAAAAIDI/Eg-GE_TAgS8/s72-c/Scan%2B2.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6448564766412262164.post-2000639787299147163</id><published>2012-01-26T10:39:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-26T11:02:43.642-08:00</updated><title type='text'>John and Jack's Horrible Vacation coming soon!</title><content type='html'>Hi!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just wanted to say that I am trying to make a book series about two cousins.  I already made one book in the series called, "John and Jack's Horrible Vacation, Book 1: The Beach."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are 8 chapters in this book.  Every school day (which is Monday-Friday) I am going to post a new chapter on my blog.  I already wrote the book, I am just working on illustrating it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is just the cover.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2mGyOExaqpw/TyGjHYEyJJI/AAAAAAAAH94/deuLAAKYkMc/s1600/coverpage.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 311px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2mGyOExaqpw/TyGjHYEyJJI/AAAAAAAAH94/deuLAAKYkMc/s400/coverpage.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5702017950344684690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope you can see my book.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More tomorrow!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;Nia&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6448564766412262164-2000639787299147163?l=sayfromaj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sayfromaj.blogspot.com/feeds/2000639787299147163/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sayfromaj.blogspot.com/2012/01/john-and-jacks-horrible-vacation-coming.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6448564766412262164/posts/default/2000639787299147163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6448564766412262164/posts/default/2000639787299147163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sayfromaj.blogspot.com/2012/01/john-and-jacks-horrible-vacation-coming.html' title='John and Jack&apos;s Horrible Vacation coming soon!'/><author><name>Gwenn Mangine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12738873414360887127</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S9aqu8rplTM/TSDml-Mu6GI/AAAAAAAAG_A/80Xzn145RR4/S220/new%2Bfavorite%2Bpicture'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2mGyOExaqpw/TyGjHYEyJJI/AAAAAAAAH94/deuLAAKYkMc/s72-c/coverpage.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6448564766412262164.post-7360172436471366540</id><published>2011-10-14T13:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-14T14:05:21.807-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I love math</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&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/6448564766412262164-7360172436471366540?l=sayfromaj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sayfromaj.blogspot.com/feeds/7360172436471366540/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sayfromaj.blogspot.com/2011/10/i-love-math.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6448564766412262164/posts/default/7360172436471366540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6448564766412262164/posts/default/7360172436471366540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sayfromaj.blogspot.com/2011/10/i-love-math.html' title='I love math'/><author><name>Nick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08622152545890622452</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6448564766412262164.post-6098922852609379695</id><published>2011-09-26T16:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-26T16:51:11.228-07:00</updated><title type='text'>This is how my first day of school went.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nFvYRSd3j6U/ToEPiEYSgJI/AAAAAAAAHE4/Y9OYxcmR0Vk/s1600/DSC_0058.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Today I went to school.  It was my first day of school.  At first, I was kind of nervous but when I got there, I met a friend right away.   I can’t remember her name.  She speaks English.  She speaks more English than Kreyol.  She’s black but I don’t know if she’s Haitian or not.  Here's a picture of me talking to her.  Can't find me?  Here's a hint--  I am the only white girl.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nFvYRSd3j6U/ToEPiEYSgJI/AAAAAAAAHE4/Y9OYxcmR0Vk/s1600/DSC_0058.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nFvYRSd3j6U/ToEPiEYSgJI/AAAAAAAAHE4/Y9OYxcmR0Vk/s400/DSC_0058.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656819684919640210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;The teacher, Madam Nicole, said I was the best in the class.  I wonder if I really am or if she was just saying that to make me feel good.  It did make me feel good.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;When I got to school today I thought I was supposed to be in second grade, but, when they took me to my class it turned out I was supposed to be in third grade.  So, I had to look at someone else’s book during class and then buy the third grade books after class.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;One thing that’s a little difficult is that the class is in French.  I speak English and I speak Kreyol, but I only speak a little bit of French.  So, thank goodness, I didn’t tell my teacher I speak French, so she is giving me two weeks to learn French and she will translate for me into Kreyol until then.  So I guess I will speak French in two weeks.  I was going to tell her that I didn’t need most of her translations, but then I remembered if she gave me some time to learn MORE French that would be better… so I kept it a secret.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;I  will  keep you  posted! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Love ,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Nia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6448564766412262164-6098922852609379695?l=sayfromaj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sayfromaj.blogspot.com/feeds/6098922852609379695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sayfromaj.blogspot.com/2011/09/this-is-how-my-first-day-of-school-went.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6448564766412262164/posts/default/6098922852609379695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6448564766412262164/posts/default/6098922852609379695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sayfromaj.blogspot.com/2011/09/this-is-how-my-first-day-of-school-went.html' title='This is how my first day of school went.'/><author><name>Gwenn Mangine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12738873414360887127</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S9aqu8rplTM/TSDml-Mu6GI/AAAAAAAAG_A/80Xzn145RR4/S220/new%2Bfavorite%2Bpicture'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nFvYRSd3j6U/ToEPiEYSgJI/AAAAAAAAHE4/Y9OYxcmR0Vk/s72-c/DSC_0058.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6448564766412262164.post-6873773372215580982</id><published>2011-09-04T06:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-04T06:25:25.056-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Freckles</title><content type='html'>My mom and I were talking this morning and she was telling me I was getting freckles.  I like freckles.  I have them on my cheeks and on my nose.  I told her I hope I get a lot of freckles. Wouldn't it be funny if I had so many freckles that I turned brown?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Manita points to my mom's freckles and asks what they are.  My mom says, "That's where I am just a little bit Haitian."  So now Manita asks everybody who has freckles if they are a little bit Haitian too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isn't that funny???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;See, I have some freckles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pF2WvOpR3Xk/TmN7RbIOFhI/AAAAAAAAHEs/RboPcC2MCXM/s1600/IMG_0839.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pF2WvOpR3Xk/TmN7RbIOFhI/AAAAAAAAHEs/RboPcC2MCXM/s400/IMG_0839.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5648493896922961426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;Nia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6448564766412262164-6873773372215580982?l=sayfromaj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sayfromaj.blogspot.com/feeds/6873773372215580982/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sayfromaj.blogspot.com/2011/09/freckles.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6448564766412262164/posts/default/6873773372215580982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6448564766412262164/posts/default/6873773372215580982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sayfromaj.blogspot.com/2011/09/freckles.html' title='Freckles'/><author><name>Gwenn Mangine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12738873414360887127</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S9aqu8rplTM/TSDml-Mu6GI/AAAAAAAAG_A/80Xzn145RR4/S220/new%2Bfavorite%2Bpicture'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pF2WvOpR3Xk/TmN7RbIOFhI/AAAAAAAAHEs/RboPcC2MCXM/s72-c/IMG_0839.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6448564766412262164.post-236310991089790032</id><published>2011-06-05T05:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-05T05:49:59.953-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Boys!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-CXYMpktp-Ak/Tet7SS0ecbI/AAAAAAAAHCQ/UwO_p9aMBeg/s1600/April%2B7%252C%2B2011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-CXYMpktp-Ak/Tet7SS0ecbI/AAAAAAAAHCQ/UwO_p9aMBeg/s400/April%2B7%252C%2B2011.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5614716914667254194" 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/6448564766412262164-236310991089790032?l=sayfromaj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sayfromaj.blogspot.com/feeds/236310991089790032/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sayfromaj.blogspot.com/2011/06/boys.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6448564766412262164/posts/default/236310991089790032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6448564766412262164/posts/default/236310991089790032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sayfromaj.blogspot.com/2011/06/boys.html' title='Boys!'/><author><name>Gwenn Mangine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12738873414360887127</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S9aqu8rplTM/TSDml-Mu6GI/AAAAAAAAG_A/80Xzn145RR4/S220/new%2Bfavorite%2Bpicture'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-CXYMpktp-Ak/Tet7SS0ecbI/AAAAAAAAHCQ/UwO_p9aMBeg/s72-c/April%2B7%252C%2B2011.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6448564766412262164.post-4914580238386945962</id><published>2011-06-04T04:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-04T04:30:24.164-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Two thinks I like that are food.</title><content type='html'>Dear Friends,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of my favorite foods is this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vqM6FYGCv6E/TeoWZSnddgI/AAAAAAAAHCA/tJCCt6BPuQo/s1600/DSC_0005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vqM6FYGCv6E/TeoWZSnddgI/AAAAAAAAHCA/tJCCt6BPuQo/s400/DSC_0005.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5614324509220632066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And one other thing that is my favorite food is: ???  Here are some hints.  It is small, it is orange, and it is cheesy.  Can you guess?  Leave me a comment with your guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;Nia&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6448564766412262164-4914580238386945962?l=sayfromaj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sayfromaj.blogspot.com/feeds/4914580238386945962/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sayfromaj.blogspot.com/2011/06/two-thinks-i-like-that-are-food.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6448564766412262164/posts/default/4914580238386945962'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6448564766412262164/posts/default/4914580238386945962'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sayfromaj.blogspot.com/2011/06/two-thinks-i-like-that-are-food.html' title='Two thinks I like that are food.'/><author><name>Gwenn Mangine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12738873414360887127</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S9aqu8rplTM/TSDml-Mu6GI/AAAAAAAAG_A/80Xzn145RR4/S220/new%2Bfavorite%2Bpicture'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vqM6FYGCv6E/TeoWZSnddgI/AAAAAAAAHCA/tJCCt6BPuQo/s72-c/DSC_0005.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6448564766412262164.post-2204968890930629682</id><published>2011-06-04T04:19:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-04T04:24:09.153-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Two things I like that aren't food.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;Dear friends,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;I just want to say, I like to read.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-style: italic;" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wFXmK6QBPv8/TeoVIE2UheI/AAAAAAAAHBw/Wd2L4Zhzu_A/s1600/DSC_0012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wFXmK6QBPv8/TeoVIE2UheI/AAAAAAAAHBw/Wd2L4Zhzu_A/s400/DSC_0012.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5614323113955460578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;And also, I love baby Sarah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-style: italic;" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XGFYNNp0Lvk/TeoVIfCY67I/AAAAAAAAHB4/NAZyYQVaEX0/s1600/DSC_0151.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XGFYNNp0Lvk/TeoVIfCY67I/AAAAAAAAHB4/NAZyYQVaEX0/s400/DSC_0151.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5614323120985402290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;Love,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;Nia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6448564766412262164-2204968890930629682?l=sayfromaj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sayfromaj.blogspot.com/feeds/2204968890930629682/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sayfromaj.blogspot.com/2011/06/two-things-i-like-that-arent-food.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6448564766412262164/posts/default/2204968890930629682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6448564766412262164/posts/default/2204968890930629682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sayfromaj.blogspot.com/2011/06/two-things-i-like-that-arent-food.html' title='Two things I like that aren&apos;t food.'/><author><name>Gwenn Mangine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12738873414360887127</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S9aqu8rplTM/TSDml-Mu6GI/AAAAAAAAG_A/80Xzn145RR4/S220/new%2Bfavorite%2Bpicture'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wFXmK6QBPv8/TeoVIE2UheI/AAAAAAAAHBw/Wd2L4Zhzu_A/s72-c/DSC_0012.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6448564766412262164.post-3006694074237552386</id><published>2010-12-15T16:30:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-15T16:30:03.974-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My ABC's</title><content type='html'>A,B,C,D,E,F,G,H,I,&lt;br /&gt;J,K,L,M,N,O,P,Q,R,&lt;br /&gt;S,T,U,V,W,X,Y,Z.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just wanted to be a little baby-ish.&lt;br /&gt;Ha ha ha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;Nia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6448564766412262164-3006694074237552386?l=sayfromaj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sayfromaj.blogspot.com/feeds/3006694074237552386/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sayfromaj.blogspot.com/2010/12/my-abc.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6448564766412262164/posts/default/3006694074237552386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6448564766412262164/posts/default/3006694074237552386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sayfromaj.blogspot.com/2010/12/my-abc.html' title='My ABC&amp;#39;s'/><author><name>Gwenn Mangine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12738873414360887127</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S9aqu8rplTM/TSDml-Mu6GI/AAAAAAAAG_A/80Xzn145RR4/S220/new%2Bfavorite%2Bpicture'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6448564766412262164.post-6306818208658386033</id><published>2010-12-15T16:12:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-15T16:12:22.453-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My families birthdays</title><content type='html'>Gwenn April 2 1977&lt;br /&gt;Nick December 27 1979 &lt;br /&gt;Fritzie September 5 1994&lt;br /&gt;Jean louis December 1 1997&lt;br /&gt;Yves Feubruary 24 1998&lt;br /&gt;Sannni July 11 2001    &lt;br /&gt;Jerry December 5 2001&lt;br /&gt;Prisca June 6 2002&lt;br /&gt;Nia July 1 2003&lt;br /&gt;Wildarne September 11 2003&lt;br /&gt;Nico November 18 2004&lt;br /&gt;Manita July 20 2006&lt;br /&gt;Josiah June 1 2007&lt;br /&gt;        &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6448564766412262164-6306818208658386033?l=sayfromaj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sayfromaj.blogspot.com/feeds/6306818208658386033/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sayfromaj.blogspot.com/2010/12/my-families-birthdays.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6448564766412262164/posts/default/6306818208658386033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6448564766412262164/posts/default/6306818208658386033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sayfromaj.blogspot.com/2010/12/my-families-birthdays.html' title='My families birthdays'/><author><name>Gwenn Mangine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12738873414360887127</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S9aqu8rplTM/TSDml-Mu6GI/AAAAAAAAG_A/80Xzn145RR4/S220/new%2Bfavorite%2Bpicture'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6448564766412262164.post-6290740717487409999</id><published>2010-11-20T15:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-20T15:47:27.359-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Really Funny Thing</title><content type='html'>Yesterday I was playing the game 20 Questions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The game 20 Questions is when someone thinks of a person and then another person asks the person who is thinking of a person questions about him or her.&amp;nbsp; And then, after 20 Questions that they asked, they try to guess the person.&amp;nbsp; So one day,&amp;nbsp; I was playing 20 Questions with my mom and--you know our security who name is Daniel or Black?--my mom was thinking of a person and I was asking her questions about it.&amp;nbsp; And I said: "Is he black?"--BUT I was saying the color black, is his skin black.&amp;nbsp; So my mom thought it was the person Black.&amp;nbsp; Then I told her what I really meant.&amp;nbsp; We laughed and laughed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love&amp;nbsp; nia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LrZSCYijQXI/TOhdrsqVzFI/AAAAAAAAFrA/a8pegN8MybA/s1600/black.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" ox="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LrZSCYijQXI/TOhdrsqVzFI/AAAAAAAAFrA/a8pegN8MybA/s320/black.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Black&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6448564766412262164-6290740717487409999?l=sayfromaj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sayfromaj.blogspot.com/feeds/6290740717487409999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sayfromaj.blogspot.com/2010/11/really-funny-thing.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6448564766412262164/posts/default/6290740717487409999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6448564766412262164/posts/default/6290740717487409999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sayfromaj.blogspot.com/2010/11/really-funny-thing.html' title='Really Funny Thing'/><author><name>Nick Mangine</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/103377701728067608614</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-bmhQeI-ot9s/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAAA/5RBeB6Hp_tw/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LrZSCYijQXI/TOhdrsqVzFI/AAAAAAAAFrA/a8pegN8MybA/s72-c/black.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6448564766412262164.post-87287027263185662</id><published>2010-11-09T13:48:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-09T14:04:18.049-08:00</updated><title type='text'>New things in my life.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I have a lot of new things in my life.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Like new security guards.  And new toys.  And a new light.  Let me explain them all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;First is the new security guards.  We have 3.   Their names are Daniel (who is also called Black), Rodler, and Nene.  Nene comes in the night.  Daniel comes in the day and night sometimes.  Rodler comes in the day, never at night.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Rodler&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S9aqu8rplTM/TNnDzV70BUI/AAAAAAAAGzI/0qUqLpPZn78/s1600/Rodler%2BJeanjilles.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S9aqu8rplTM/TNnDzV70BUI/AAAAAAAAGzI/0qUqLpPZn78/s400/Rodler%2BJeanjilles.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537672503657497922" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Daniel/Black&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S9aqu8rplTM/TNnDypPvVPI/AAAAAAAAGzA/R8KMTOOvCLc/s1600/Charles%2BJean%2BDaniel.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S9aqu8rplTM/TNnDypPvVPI/AAAAAAAAGzA/R8KMTOOvCLc/s400/Charles%2BJean%2BDaniel.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537672491661481202" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Nene&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S9aqu8rplTM/TNnDxtuxJhI/AAAAAAAAGy4/L3UbafVdqSg/s1600/Resener%2BDelcisse.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S9aqu8rplTM/TNnDxtuxJhI/AAAAAAAAGy4/L3UbafVdqSg/s1600/Resener%2BDelcisse.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S9aqu8rplTM/TNnDxtuxJhI/AAAAAAAAGy4/L3UbafVdqSg/s1600/Resener%2BDelcisse.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S9aqu8rplTM/TNnDxtuxJhI/AAAAAAAAGy4/L3UbafVdqSg/s1600/Resener%2BDelcisse.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S9aqu8rplTM/TNnDxtuxJhI/AAAAAAAAGy4/L3UbafVdqSg/s400/Resener%2BDelcisse.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537672475685496338" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I drew this picture for Daniel/Black because he's nice.  In the picture we are walking on a bridge.  The car is not about to hit us because it is going slowly.  And also since Black is there, he is there to protect me so he won't let a car hit me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S9aqu8rplTM/TNnCDHteRrI/AAAAAAAAGyw/sFlmbgxNLw8/s1600/Nia%2Band%2Bblack.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S9aqu8rplTM/TNnCDHteRrI/AAAAAAAAGyw/sFlmbgxNLw8/s400/Nia%2Band%2Bblack.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537670575693907634" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 321px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The second new thing is my doll.  For a long time (since I was 2) I had a doll named Jessica.  BUT, her arm fell off.  Not actually FELL off, Nico and Josiah pulled it off. Brothers!  Well Nico and Josiah like dolls, why did they do that to my doll?  Nico asked if he could have the one that he pulled the arm off.  I said yes because I don't want it.  It's dumb to have a doll with no arm.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My new doll's name is a secret.  But I bet if ONE person in the whole wide world could guess, it would be Granddad.  Does that give you a hint?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S9aqu8rplTM/TNnCCeLXX6I/AAAAAAAAGyo/54DvDIRwYW0/s1600/Nia%2Band%2BAngelina.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S9aqu8rplTM/TNnCCeLXX6I/AAAAAAAAGyo/54DvDIRwYW0/s400/Nia%2Band%2BAngelina.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537670564544995234" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 279px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The third thing is my new light.  Nosega put it on the wall for me.  Can you believe I lived in a room with no light for 11 months?  And now it is better for guests because they use my room and now my room has more light.  They don't need to have the bathroom light on now to make light in the room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ta Da!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S9aqu8rplTM/TNnCBh-TqgI/AAAAAAAAGyg/zWEC-glKGwE/s400/light%2Bon.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537670548384098818" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That's all for now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Next on my blog, I will have more stuff to say.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Love,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nia&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/6448564766412262164-87287027263185662?l=sayfromaj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sayfromaj.blogspot.com/feeds/87287027263185662/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sayfromaj.blogspot.com/2010/11/new-things-in-my-life.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6448564766412262164/posts/default/87287027263185662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6448564766412262164/posts/default/87287027263185662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sayfromaj.blogspot.com/2010/11/new-things-in-my-life.html' title='New things in my life.'/><author><name>Gwenn Mangine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12738873414360887127</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S9aqu8rplTM/TSDml-Mu6GI/AAAAAAAAG_A/80Xzn145RR4/S220/new%2Bfavorite%2Bpicture'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S9aqu8rplTM/TNnDzV70BUI/AAAAAAAAGzI/0qUqLpPZn78/s72-c/Rodler%2BJeanjilles.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6448564766412262164.post-7479278825132505</id><published>2010-11-07T16:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-07T16:15:24.851-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The time without blogging.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Surprise! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The time without blogging was fun.  I hope you all had fun too. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey, I just lost two teeth. And I have three loose.&lt;br /&gt;A hurricane came through Haiti.  I haven't had school for a while because of the hurricane.  Pinchinat got broke down a little bit during the hurricane and so I helped Daddy move the people to houses.  I didn't get out of the truck though because it was raining a lot AND I was a good helper because Eddie and Daddy had a lot of phone calls.  So I would yell to them and hand them their phones when they rang.  Eddie got more phone calls than Daddy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S9aqu8rplTM/TNdAx3XqpxI/AAAAAAAAGyI/fF4c7AOdsDU/s400/Nia.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536965492296296210" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am in Haitian school now. I really like the math in Haitian school, just like in American school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I had church.  I read a 10 chapter book during church.  It was called, "Prilla and the Butterfly Lie."  Church is kind of long so I had lots of time.  Anyway, I know how to read fast now.   I can read a little bit in Kreyol, but a lot in English.  I am in 1st grade in Haitian school and second grade in American school.  And I am learning French too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Josiah has pink eye.  When he woke up today I saw tears in his eyes and his eyes look pink now, that's why it's called pink eye.  And they always have boogers in them.  It's gross.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That's all for today!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Love,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nia&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6448564766412262164-7479278825132505?l=sayfromaj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sayfromaj.blogspot.com/feeds/7479278825132505/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sayfromaj.blogspot.com/2010/11/time-without-blogging.html#comment-form' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6448564766412262164/posts/default/7479278825132505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6448564766412262164/posts/default/7479278825132505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sayfromaj.blogspot.com/2010/11/time-without-blogging.html' title='The time without blogging.'/><author><name>Gwenn Mangine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12738873414360887127</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S9aqu8rplTM/TSDml-Mu6GI/AAAAAAAAG_A/80Xzn145RR4/S220/new%2Bfavorite%2Bpicture'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S9aqu8rplTM/TNdAx3XqpxI/AAAAAAAAGyI/fF4c7AOdsDU/s72-c/Nia.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6448564766412262164.post-5432399439711456335</id><published>2010-06-14T07:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-14T07:22:59.282-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Soccer Camp</title><content type='html'>Last week there was soccer camp. Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday and Friday. Soccer camp is camp where you play soccer all day, every day.  I didn't go to play soccer though.  Neither did the team.  We went to help with soccer camp for other children, not us.Before the soccer started, they also did a clinic. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyday after the kids played soccer they heard Pastor tell a story and then they ate dinner.  They ate rice and hotdogs or chicken and beans.  They drank juice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I help pass out stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I passed out water.  One time I was so in a hurry to give out a water I slipped.  I passed out juice.  I passed out food.  And one time I sang a song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;Nia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Here I am passing out juice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S9aqu8rplTM/TBY5rd569wI/AAAAAAAAGiM/gnHX8l0wCig/s1600/nia+soccer+camp2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S9aqu8rplTM/TBY5rd569wI/AAAAAAAAGiM/gnHX8l0wCig/s400/nia+soccer+camp2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482633015294883586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Helping pass out water and drinking some water.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S9aqu8rplTM/TBY5q_4hKII/AAAAAAAAGiE/W_SZsEgMgzY/s1600/nia+soccer+camp.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S9aqu8rplTM/TBY5q_4hKII/AAAAAAAAGiE/W_SZsEgMgzY/s400/nia+soccer+camp.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482633007235934338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sitting in the trailer with the team.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S9aqu8rplTM/TBY5pkOWywI/AAAAAAAAGh8/DJWPnoKh_N0/s1600/nia+soccer+camp+4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S9aqu8rplTM/TBY5pkOWywI/AAAAAAAAGh8/DJWPnoKh_N0/s400/nia+soccer+camp+4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482632982631467778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Singing a song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S9aqu8rplTM/TBY5pfccfWI/AAAAAAAAGh0/OlcwKuRkk8A/s1600/32453_1451372837274_1021848166_1315942_5515395_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S9aqu8rplTM/TBY5pfccfWI/AAAAAAAAGh0/OlcwKuRkk8A/s400/32453_1451372837274_1021848166_1315942_5515395_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482632981348384098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&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/6448564766412262164-5432399439711456335?l=sayfromaj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sayfromaj.blogspot.com/feeds/5432399439711456335/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sayfromaj.blogspot.com/2010/06/soccer-camp.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6448564766412262164/posts/default/5432399439711456335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6448564766412262164/posts/default/5432399439711456335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sayfromaj.blogspot.com/2010/06/soccer-camp.html' title='Soccer Camp'/><author><name>Gwenn Mangine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12738873414360887127</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S9aqu8rplTM/TSDml-Mu6GI/AAAAAAAAG_A/80Xzn145RR4/S220/new%2Bfavorite%2Bpicture'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S9aqu8rplTM/TBY5rd569wI/AAAAAAAAGiM/gnHX8l0wCig/s72-c/nia+soccer+camp2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6448564766412262164.post-490627382658132225</id><published>2010-05-28T07:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-28T07:22:23.805-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Alliteration book</title><content type='html'>My friends,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My alliteration book was fun to do.  I finished it today.  An alliteration is a sentence where each word begins with the same letter or sound.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wrote and illustrated it.  We did every letter of the alphabet in order.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a few pictures from it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S9aqu8rplTM/S__PzPF2LvI/AAAAAAAAGbo/aYy1JdYZEy4/s1600/allit+a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S9aqu8rplTM/S__PzPF2LvI/AAAAAAAAGbo/aYy1JdYZEy4/s400/allit+a.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476324151037144818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S9aqu8rplTM/S__Pyz_YAxI/AAAAAAAAGbg/fDz6td15T_w/s1600/allit+d.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S9aqu8rplTM/S__Pyz_YAxI/AAAAAAAAGbg/fDz6td15T_w/s400/allit+d.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476324143762244370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S9aqu8rplTM/S__PykFuf3I/AAAAAAAAGbY/6pwXz-TMrlw/s1600/allit+v.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S9aqu8rplTM/S__PykFuf3I/AAAAAAAAGbY/6pwXz-TMrlw/s400/allit+v.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476324139493916530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S9aqu8rplTM/S__PyTfEIHI/AAAAAAAAGbQ/xnxhrU_PnSY/s1600/allit+y.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S9aqu8rplTM/S__PyTfEIHI/AAAAAAAAGbQ/xnxhrU_PnSY/s400/allit+y.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476324135036788850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S9aqu8rplTM/S__PxyY639I/AAAAAAAAGbI/QThvdS4qwgM/s1600/allit+z.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S9aqu8rplTM/S__PxyY639I/AAAAAAAAGbI/QThvdS4qwgM/s400/allit+z.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476324126152646610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are the alliterations I chose for each letter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Annie ate an awesome apple.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Bobby's brown bed became blue.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Connie's cat can claw curtains.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Donnie's dog does dishes.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Ellie Elephant eats everything.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Fritzie Freff feels fuzzy feathers.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Gail gives good girls great gum.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Henry has honey ham.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;In India, Ida ices icky iguanas.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Joyful Jennifer jumps jelly.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;King Ken kissed kind kittens.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Lila Loose loves ladybug's laughs.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Mikey's mom makes more music.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Nico's niece, Nia, naps noisily. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Old octopi own orange olives.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Peter Pan paints pennies pink.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Queen Quack quilts quickly.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Ryan ropes rare rabbits.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Sammie sips strawberry soda.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Tink Toodles talks tough.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Uncle Ulysses unties underwear.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;When will William Wong want wonderful wontons?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Xavier xrays xylophones.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Yolanda yawns yellow yarn.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Zachary zips zero zippers.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;This book took me a long time to do.  We started over a year ago and finally finished today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am sad and happy that I finished the book.  I am sad because I can't do it anymore.  I am happy because I finished it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;Nia&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6448564766412262164-490627382658132225?l=sayfromaj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sayfromaj.blogspot.com/feeds/490627382658132225/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sayfromaj.blogspot.com/2010/05/my-alliteration-book.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6448564766412262164/posts/default/490627382658132225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6448564766412262164/posts/default/490627382658132225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sayfromaj.blogspot.com/2010/05/my-alliteration-book.html' title='My Alliteration book'/><author><name>Gwenn Mangine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12738873414360887127</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S9aqu8rplTM/TSDml-Mu6GI/AAAAAAAAG_A/80Xzn145RR4/S220/new%2Bfavorite%2Bpicture'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S9aqu8rplTM/S__PzPF2LvI/AAAAAAAAGbo/aYy1JdYZEy4/s72-c/allit+a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6448564766412262164.post-4145725398866537328</id><published>2010-05-27T14:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-28T07:04:17.743-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Teams</title><content type='html'>My friends,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just found out, well, not I JUST found out, but a couple of days ago I found out I have a loose tooth.  Actually, 2 loose teeth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is what I really wanted to talk about.  It's so amazing how much teams have come.  There's four that's come in the past weeks and days.  Some of their names were Mia, Molly, Jack, Mr. Dave, Mrs. Vicky.  Doris and Janice today.  Brenda and Brittany and Amanda and Jarius.  Maybe some other people from North Carolina too, but I can't remember their names.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're having good times with them being here.  One group made screens for the windows in the orphanage.  Another group checked our teeth and taught a class on how we can brush our teeth properly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's kind of good having a lot of teams here because I don't get to speak English a lot and I am forgetting my English.  That's bad.  Sometimes I forget some English words and I can only remember what they are in Kreyol and then I have to ask mommy to remind me what they are in English.  So I really like teams because I can practice my English.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't think of anything else to say about teams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love, Nia&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6448564766412262164-4145725398866537328?l=sayfromaj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sayfromaj.blogspot.com/feeds/4145725398866537328/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sayfromaj.blogspot.com/2010/05/teams.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6448564766412262164/posts/default/4145725398866537328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6448564766412262164/posts/default/4145725398866537328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sayfromaj.blogspot.com/2010/05/teams.html' title='Teams'/><author><name>Gwenn Mangine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12738873414360887127</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S9aqu8rplTM/TSDml-Mu6GI/AAAAAAAAG_A/80Xzn145RR4/S220/new%2Bfavorite%2Bpicture'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6448564766412262164.post-4753344944485580260</id><published>2010-05-21T06:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-21T06:57:18.078-07:00</updated><title type='text'>List of favorites</title><content type='html'>&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;favorite food- Macaroni and cheese&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;favorite color- pink or purple&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;favorite movie- Dr. Doolittle&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;favorite song- Happy Day&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;favorite place to be- restaurant&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;favorite music group- crosspointe&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;favorite brother-  can't say, but the cutest brother is Josiah&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;favorite sister- can't say, but the cutest sister is Wildarne&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;favorite mom- my mom&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;favorite dad- my dad&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;favorite car- our car&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;favorite toy- baby doll&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;favorite game to play- Pet shop (I have had Pet Shop for 2 years)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;favorite Bible verse- Phillipians 2:4 (I only know it in Creole though)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;favorite thing to do on the weekend- crafts&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;favorite sport- t-ball&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;favorite teacher- can't say because my teacher right now is my mom &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;favorite thing I hope to get for my birthday on July 1- craft stuff, because I am kind of like an artist&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;Nia&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6448564766412262164-4753344944485580260?l=sayfromaj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sayfromaj.blogspot.com/feeds/4753344944485580260/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sayfromaj.blogspot.com/2010/05/list-of-favorites.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6448564766412262164/posts/default/4753344944485580260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6448564766412262164/posts/default/4753344944485580260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sayfromaj.blogspot.com/2010/05/list-of-favorites.html' title='List of favorites'/><author><name>Gwenn Mangine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12738873414360887127</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S9aqu8rplTM/TSDml-Mu6GI/AAAAAAAAG_A/80Xzn145RR4/S220/new%2Bfavorite%2Bpicture'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6448564766412262164.post-5085306235985110322</id><published>2010-05-20T12:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-20T12:21:54.369-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Surprise!</title><content type='html'>Dear my friends,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Didn't I surprise you doing this?  I was planning to do this because I wanted to trick you.  No, I really wasn't planning to not do it in a long time, I just forgot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My life has changed a lot.  I don't know how much has changed, but I feel different.  I feel different because I have too many people to talk to.  I have to play whatever they tell me to play.  These people are my sisters and brothers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are my brothers and sisters names:&lt;br /&gt;Jean Louis- he's very funny&lt;br /&gt;Jerry- he's very naughty&lt;br /&gt;Fritzie- the oldest kid in the family&lt;br /&gt;Yves- has had three boils on his body since we've had him&lt;br /&gt;Wildarne- likes to play babies a lot&lt;br /&gt;Prisca- I know how to spell her name&lt;br /&gt;Nico- The same as Jean Louis&lt;br /&gt;Josiah- fè dezod (makes trouble)&lt;br /&gt;Then there's me.  Nia Mangine.  I like to do the right things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know how to speak Kreyol now.  Like this, "blah blah blah blah."  (just kidding.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay.  I will try to blog tomorrow.  Maybe I will take some pictures. Of Haiti.  Where I live.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;Nia&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6448564766412262164-5085306235985110322?l=sayfromaj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sayfromaj.blogspot.com/feeds/5085306235985110322/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sayfromaj.blogspot.com/2010/05/surprise.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6448564766412262164/posts/default/5085306235985110322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6448564766412262164/posts/default/5085306235985110322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sayfromaj.blogspot.com/2010/05/surprise.html' title='Surprise!'/><author><name>Gwenn Mangine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12738873414360887127</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S9aqu8rplTM/TSDml-Mu6GI/AAAAAAAAG_A/80Xzn145RR4/S220/new%2Bfavorite%2Bpicture'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6448564766412262164.post-5134887021933294596</id><published>2009-11-25T06:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-25T06:20:28.171-08:00</updated><title type='text'>All about babies like Dave</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S9aqu8rplTM/Sw08rT5yh9I/AAAAAAAAFro/jHpokYqdjys/s1600/dave.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; 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	mso-hansi-theme-font:minor-latin;} &lt;/style&gt; &lt;![endif]--&gt;  &lt;!--StartFragment--&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;A couple of days ago I met a baby called Dave and his mother was named Michoue.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I held the baby and I have a picture of that.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;He’s a nice cute little baby and I liked holding him.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;He was little and a tiny chubby,&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;He was really cute, which I already said that, didn’t I?&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I really liked him and when Anise’s baby was born, which is one of Danny’s nannies, Nico said to my mom, “We have a new baby now!”&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;And mom said, “No, it’s Anise’s baby.”&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;And Nico said, “But Anise is going to come live with us now right?”&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;And mommy said, “No.”&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;And Nico understood that he wasn’t our baby.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Babies are cute but I don’t like when they spit up on me.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I bet you don’t like that too.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;That’s enough about babies.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;And that’s enough on my blog post today.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I didn’t want to talk about a lot.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Just babies.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Cause they are really cute.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Love,&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Nia&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;!--EndFragment--&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6448564766412262164-5134887021933294596?l=sayfromaj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sayfromaj.blogspot.com/feeds/5134887021933294596/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sayfromaj.blogspot.com/2009/11/all-about-babies-like-dave.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6448564766412262164/posts/default/5134887021933294596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6448564766412262164/posts/default/5134887021933294596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sayfromaj.blogspot.com/2009/11/all-about-babies-like-dave.html' title='All about babies like Dave'/><author><name>Gwenn Mangine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12738873414360887127</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S9aqu8rplTM/TSDml-Mu6GI/AAAAAAAAG_A/80Xzn145RR4/S220/new%2Bfavorite%2Bpicture'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S9aqu8rplTM/Sw08rT5yh9I/AAAAAAAAFro/jHpokYqdjys/s72-c/dave.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6448564766412262164.post-3531345823107408388</id><published>2009-11-23T06:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-23T06:55:12.745-08:00</updated><title type='text'>How things are back in Haiti</title><content type='html'>Hey my friends,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have had fun back in Haiti.  You know I met Jean Louis because I mentioned it last time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the first time in a long time yesterday I went to the beach.  It was good.  The water was rough so we couldn't go in deep and there was a lot of seaweed.  The Haitian people call the seaweed "fatra" which is the same word for trash.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whiskey, who is one of Nixon's boys, he went out too deep and pulled out cause the ocean got really strong.  He almost drowned.  And then Mr. Danny and my dad were brave enough to go out and get him.  And they helped him swim back.  And everyone was okay.  I really like that Whiskey came back and didn't drown.  It was a little scary.  My mom has told me that could happen and so that's why we're not allowed to go in deep unless she or daddy is holding me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I heard the name Whiskey that my mom said, I didn't really remember which boy of Nixon's he really was.  But I know him now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have had a fun time at school today.  I ate peanut butter toast for breakfast, but I didn't eat all of it because the peanut butter made my tummy hurt.  I actually didn't even eat the toast, I just took some finger licks of the peanut butter.  Prisca reminded me about the peanut butter and so I took another lick and she was right-- it WAS the peanut butter that made my tummy hurt.  It's better now.  Do you know how it tasted different?  It actually didn't taste different, it just FELT different in my mouth.  It was really light not thick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am sorry, the connection is really slow and we can't do pictures, but I will try to take some this afternoon and maybe I can share some on tomorrow or Wednesday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope that you are doing good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;Nia&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6448564766412262164-3531345823107408388?l=sayfromaj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sayfromaj.blogspot.com/feeds/3531345823107408388/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sayfromaj.blogspot.com/2009/11/how-things-are-back-in-haiti.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6448564766412262164/posts/default/3531345823107408388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6448564766412262164/posts/default/3531345823107408388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sayfromaj.blogspot.com/2009/11/how-things-are-back-in-haiti.html' title='How things are back in Haiti'/><author><name>Gwenn Mangine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12738873414360887127</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S9aqu8rplTM/TSDml-Mu6GI/AAAAAAAAG_A/80Xzn145RR4/S220/new%2Bfavorite%2Bpicture'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6448564766412262164.post-4060123871523132178</id><published>2009-11-20T06:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-20T07:06:37.202-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Meeting Jean Louis + getting a cheerleader outfit</title><content type='html'>Hey my friends-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a fun day yesterday and today.  I got a cheerleader outfit in America from a friend named Anna.  That day I had a fun day too.  Do you know that I was at a party when I got it, because we went to Anna's house for the party?  And she had two sets of pom poms and so she gave one set to me.  I really liked my time with Anna. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And also, I met Jean Louis yesterday.  He's nice.  He's shorter than I thought he was.  I colored with him yesterday.  You'll see a picture of that.  When Jean Louis colors, he likes to use a lot of colors in his picture.  He's going to come over today too.  Me and Jean Louis walked to the beach yesterday with my mom.  It was nice, but the water was rough and garbage-y.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My heat rash came back.  I think it might actually be an allergy to Haiti.  Ha ha.  Funny joke, huh?  It's actually just heat rash.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mom has scheduled my lessons for next week and as part of my school I am going to do blog posts 3 days next week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will post pictures next time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;Nia&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6448564766412262164-4060123871523132178?l=sayfromaj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sayfromaj.blogspot.com/feeds/4060123871523132178/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sayfromaj.blogspot.com/2009/11/meeting-jean-louis-getting-cheerleader.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6448564766412262164/posts/default/4060123871523132178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6448564766412262164/posts/default/4060123871523132178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sayfromaj.blogspot.com/2009/11/meeting-jean-louis-getting-cheerleader.html' title='Meeting Jean Louis + getting a cheerleader outfit'/><author><name>Gwenn Mangine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12738873414360887127</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S9aqu8rplTM/TSDml-Mu6GI/AAAAAAAAG_A/80Xzn145RR4/S220/new%2Bfavorite%2Bpicture'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6448564766412262164.post-8471063946027464376</id><published>2009-11-15T17:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-15T18:25:13.134-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My time in America: The garbage truck + Monkey Joe's + my lunch with my friends + Halloween + snow</title><content type='html'>Dear my friends,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow is my second to last day in America. On Wednesday we're leaving to go back to Haiti. It's very short to Wednesday. I don't really know what that means.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have had a good time in America.  I have had a doughnut and ice cream without my brothers going with me.  I got to play in the snow in New York.  On Halloween night of course I went trick or treating.  I dressed up as a bride.  My grandma made the costume.  She didn't pin it, she sewed it.  In Manteo we did, "Happy First Christmas" in the shed.  I got to be Mary because last time I was the angel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here we go in pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"X House"  Why did the house have an X on it? You can tell us in your comments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S9aqu8rplTM/SwCy4ae-a4I/AAAAAAAAFm8/r1G9fbAAGOE/s1600-h/bride.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S9aqu8rplTM/SwCy4ae-a4I/AAAAAAAAFm8/r1G9fbAAGOE/s400/bride.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404516235096255362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"Playing in the snow!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S9aqu8rplTM/SwCzfExQ1HI/AAAAAAAAFnE/WdnWZA_ru3A/s1600-h/snow.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S9aqu8rplTM/SwCzfExQ1HI/AAAAAAAAFnE/WdnWZA_ru3A/s400/snow.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404516899282277490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abbie, a shepherd.  Me, Mary.  Cana, the little baby Jesus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S9aqu8rplTM/SwC2K8PnriI/AAAAAAAAFnM/VhhSRiN0sg8/s1600/baby+jesus.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S9aqu8rplTM/SwC2K8PnriI/AAAAAAAAFnM/VhhSRiN0sg8/s400/baby+jesus.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404519851931184674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Going out to lunch with Molly and Presley and their parents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S9aqu8rplTM/SwCxrsufqII/AAAAAAAAFm0/8MSO-mOXemQ/s1600-h/molly+nia+and+pres.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S9aqu8rplTM/SwCxrsufqII/AAAAAAAAFm0/8MSO-mOXemQ/s400/molly+nia+and+pres.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404514917143259266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At Monkey Joe's.  It was a fun party.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S9aqu8rplTM/SwCxrfklH8I/AAAAAAAAFms/sTV-JNPB4Lk/s1600-h/nias+blog.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S9aqu8rplTM/SwCxrfklH8I/AAAAAAAAFms/sTV-JNPB4Lk/s400/nias+blog.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404514913612013506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Josiah chewing on pizza.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S9aqu8rplTM/SwCw7DUnoGI/AAAAAAAAFmU/Ahath4z79NE/s1600-h/4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S9aqu8rplTM/SwCw7DUnoGI/AAAAAAAAFmU/Ahath4z79NE/s400/4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404514081395155042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daddy about to take a bite of pizza.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S9aqu8rplTM/SwCw7O8YtnI/AAAAAAAAFmM/5Tq2y3gtFXo/s1600-h/5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S9aqu8rplTM/SwCw7O8YtnI/AAAAAAAAFmM/5Tq2y3gtFXo/s400/5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404514084514739826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tucker's birthday cake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S9aqu8rplTM/SwCw699bCaI/AAAAAAAAFmE/-abxF6_eiKo/s1600-h/6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S9aqu8rplTM/SwCw699bCaI/AAAAAAAAFmE/-abxF6_eiKo/s400/6.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404514079955683746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and Grandad in his garbage truck!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S9aqu8rplTM/SwCw6oIXSYI/AAAAAAAAFl8/OwV5aBCBAXw/s1600-h/7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S9aqu8rplTM/SwCw6oIXSYI/AAAAAAAAFl8/OwV5aBCBAXw/s400/7.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404514074095995266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am sorry.  I have to go now.  And also, I am sorry because there are not a lot of pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See you later.  I will try to do it soon...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;Nia&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6448564766412262164-8471063946027464376?l=sayfromaj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sayfromaj.blogspot.com/feeds/8471063946027464376/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sayfromaj.blogspot.com/2009/11/my-time-in-america-garbage-truck-monkey.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6448564766412262164/posts/default/8471063946027464376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6448564766412262164/posts/default/8471063946027464376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sayfromaj.blogspot.com/2009/11/my-time-in-america-garbage-truck-monkey.html' title='My time in America: The garbage truck + Monkey Joe&apos;s + my lunch with my friends + Halloween + snow'/><author><name>Gwenn Mangine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12738873414360887127</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S9aqu8rplTM/TSDml-Mu6GI/AAAAAAAAG_A/80Xzn145RR4/S220/new%2Bfavorite%2Bpicture'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S9aqu8rplTM/SwCy4ae-a4I/AAAAAAAAFm8/r1G9fbAAGOE/s72-c/bride.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6448564766412262164.post-5649854360269569177</id><published>2009-10-03T12:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-03T12:43:59.131-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My adventure with mom and two midwives</title><content type='html'>Dear friends,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I went on an adventure with two midwives.  Anise went too.  Anise is one of the nannies in Danny and Leann's orphanage.  (Danny and Leann have a different orphanage.)  Anise went with us because we were going to one of the midwives' house to check on Anise's baby.  (She's pregnant now.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After we brought Anise back to Danny and Leann's house, and then we went to visit two little babies that were born yesterday.  They were SO cute.  And they were next door neighbors.  Sarah (the midwife) helped the ladies have the babies.  My mom went with her in the middle of the night last night to drive Sarah there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's some pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope you like the little baby pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and Sarah measuring Anise.  You do this to see how big the baby is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S9aqu8rplTM/SsepTtdwV7I/AAAAAAAAFY4/m8M4he_aBIY/s1600-h/nia+update.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S9aqu8rplTM/SsepTtdwV7I/AAAAAAAAFY4/m8M4he_aBIY/s400/nia+update.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388461635259094962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Me and Sarah hearing the baby's heartbeats. I got to hear mine too.  They baby heartbeat was faster and softer than my heartbeat because it had to go through Anise's skin, her uterus, the baby's skin and then to the heart.  On mine it just had to go through my skin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S9aqu8rplTM/Ssek7OJXUEI/AAAAAAAAFYA/WR3yRW0Utkw/s1600-h/nia+update+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S9aqu8rplTM/Ssek7OJXUEI/AAAAAAAAFYA/WR3yRW0Utkw/s400/nia+update+2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388456816488697922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and Sarah feeling Anise's baby inside her tummy.  It felt like the baby was laying sideways.  The head was at the bottom and the back was on the left side and the arms and legs were on the right side.  The butt was up top.  Right here I am touching the baby's butt!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S9aqu8rplTM/Ssem1kxYXZI/AAAAAAAAFYw/M5qct7xMjac/s1600-h/nia+update+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S9aqu8rplTM/Ssem1kxYXZI/AAAAAAAAFYw/M5qct7xMjac/s400/nia+update+1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388458918506159506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sarah is showing me the chart for the weeks.  Every week she measures Anise's tummy and feels around.  Today she measured 37 cm.  There is three more weeks left before the baby is born.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S9aqu8rplTM/Ssek60vBQwI/AAAAAAAAFX4/keLJSVR0TSQ/s1600-h/nia+update+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S9aqu8rplTM/Ssek60vBQwI/AAAAAAAAFX4/keLJSVR0TSQ/s400/nia+update+3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388456809667314434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is the little baby girl we went to visit.  She does not have a name yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S9aqu8rplTM/Ssek6ULSdFI/AAAAAAAAFXw/2EogwbaVveo/s1600-h/nia+update+4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S9aqu8rplTM/Ssek6ULSdFI/AAAAAAAAFXw/2EogwbaVveo/s400/nia+update+4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388456800927511634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the baby girl and her mommy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S9aqu8rplTM/Ssek6ANiClI/AAAAAAAAFXo/xLo53HuPtUs/s1600-h/nia+update+5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S9aqu8rplTM/Ssek6ANiClI/AAAAAAAAFXo/xLo53HuPtUs/s400/nia+update+5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388456795568212562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sarah (one of the midwives) holding the little boy.  The little boy was wearing PINK!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S9aqu8rplTM/Sseli6OEzYI/AAAAAAAAFYY/w1ksuboT74M/s1600-h/nia+update+8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S9aqu8rplTM/Sseli6OEzYI/AAAAAAAAFYY/w1ksuboT74M/s400/nia+update+8.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388457498334514562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The mother and the little boy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S9aqu8rplTM/Sselikz7CTI/AAAAAAAAFYQ/y-s1AtDDW0M/s1600-h/nia+update+9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S9aqu8rplTM/Sselikz7CTI/AAAAAAAAFYQ/y-s1AtDDW0M/s400/nia+update+9.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388457492587678002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are the little kids at that home.  And me.  They liked me a lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S9aqu8rplTM/SseljQmOnVI/AAAAAAAAFYg/PFFzSGoNZ6o/s1600-h/nia+update+6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S9aqu8rplTM/SseljQmOnVI/AAAAAAAAFYg/PFFzSGoNZ6o/s400/nia+update+6.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388457504341400914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At this adventure, I had fun.  It was a long trip.  When we went home, my mom bought me a soda because I was really thirsty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will see you guys later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a nice day.&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;Nia&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6448564766412262164-5649854360269569177?l=sayfromaj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sayfromaj.blogspot.com/feeds/5649854360269569177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sayfromaj.blogspot.com/2009/10/my-adventure-with-mom-and-two-midwives.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6448564766412262164/posts/default/5649854360269569177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6448564766412262164/posts/default/5649854360269569177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sayfromaj.blogspot.com/2009/10/my-adventure-with-mom-and-two-midwives.html' title='My adventure with mom and two midwives'/><author><name>Gwenn Mangine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12738873414360887127</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S9aqu8rplTM/TSDml-Mu6GI/AAAAAAAAG_A/80Xzn145RR4/S220/new%2Bfavorite%2Bpicture'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S9aqu8rplTM/SsepTtdwV7I/AAAAAAAAFY4/m8M4he_aBIY/s72-c/nia+update.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6448564766412262164.post-8365321781592698878</id><published>2009-09-25T08:15:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-25T08:15:51.773-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My “Pulling Through Things” Magnet Experiment</title><content type='html'>We did an experiment today to try to figure out what magnets could pull through.  We took a strong magnet and we put a piece of paper in between a pile of books.  So this way, we could have it pull through the paper.  We used a paper clip, a metal washer, a thumb tack, and a straight pin.  By moving the magnet underneath the paper, we could make the stuff move all around, all around, all around.  It even made the thumbtack dance, dance, dance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we knew that magnets could pull through paper.  So after that we tried cardboard.  It could pull through it.  The next thing was plastic.  It could pull through that.  And then we tried plastic and cardboard and paper together.  And it could STILL pull through that.  So THEN we tried a whole BOOK.  And it could work through the book!  But then we tried two books together.  But that didn’t work.  The magnet wasn’t strong enough to pull through two books.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The second part of our experiment was with magnets and water.  We got a bowl of water and two corks.  We put a thumbtack in each cork and then set them in the water.  The corks floated.  Then we took the magnet and put it under water and we could move the corks across the water with the magnet.  And then we put the magnet under the water and we could pull the corks under the water and make them stay with the magnet—even though they usually float.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow.  Magnets are strong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See you later.&lt;br /&gt;There’s no pictures for today.  I’m sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love, &lt;br /&gt;Nia&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;PS- We took Bigsby to the beach and we put him in the deep water where he could not stand.  And he did NOT drown.  He stayed up!  He could swim!  Bigsby knows how to swim and he’s only eight weeks old.  That was cool.  I love Bigsby.  He’s a cute cutie!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6448564766412262164-8365321781592698878?l=sayfromaj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sayfromaj.blogspot.com/feeds/8365321781592698878/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sayfromaj.blogspot.com/2009/09/my-pulling-through-things-magnet.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6448564766412262164/posts/default/8365321781592698878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6448564766412262164/posts/default/8365321781592698878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sayfromaj.blogspot.com/2009/09/my-pulling-through-things-magnet.html' title='My “Pulling Through Things” Magnet Experiment'/><author><name>Gwenn Mangine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12738873414360887127</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S9aqu8rplTM/TSDml-Mu6GI/AAAAAAAAG_A/80Xzn145RR4/S220/new%2Bfavorite%2Bpicture'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6448564766412262164.post-8187146478271466337</id><published>2009-09-23T05:48:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-23T05:53:16.254-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Some answers to all your questions.</title><content type='html'>Some people have asked questions in the comments, so I want to answer them:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.  Titi-&lt;br /&gt;I am not mean to my sister Fritzie.  But I do sometimes a little bit spill.  It's not the same stinky mattress-- we bought a new mattress and bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Nana-&lt;br /&gt;We can go the beach a lot when you're here.  We can walk to the beach too but we can't swim at that beach.  There's a thing in the water that pulls people far out into the ocean. (Mom's note: a strong current... plus it's the filthiest thing you've ever seen.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.  Grandma-&lt;br /&gt;I am you're learning about Haiti from my blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.  Tammy-&lt;br /&gt;I remember you Tammy!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6448564766412262164-8187146478271466337?l=sayfromaj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sayfromaj.blogspot.com/feeds/8187146478271466337/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sayfromaj.blogspot.com/2009/09/some-answers-to-all-your-questions.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6448564766412262164/posts/default/8187146478271466337'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6448564766412262164/posts/default/8187146478271466337'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sayfromaj.blogspot.com/2009/09/some-answers-to-all-your-questions.html' title='Some answers to all your questions.'/><author><name>Gwenn Mangine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12738873414360887127</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S9aqu8rplTM/TSDml-Mu6GI/AAAAAAAAG_A/80Xzn145RR4/S220/new%2Bfavorite%2Bpicture'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6448564766412262164.post-8721474850122996658</id><published>2009-09-23T05:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-23T05:44:53.022-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My joke</title><content type='html'>I made up a joke the other day.  Why don't I tell you it right now.&lt;br /&gt;Question:  "What do people up in the mountains call the bathroom?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Answer: A bush!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's funny because a lot of people there don't have bathrooms and pee in the bushes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a different story now.&lt;br /&gt;Today at school I was doing school and Nixon came down with a tray.  And he gave me and Nico a strawberry Mexican drink that Sandra made, because she used to live near Mexico.  It was a little hot like coffee.  It was in a little coffee cup and had a plate that went under that matched.  And Nixon gave us spoons too.  It's really good.  It made me feel really good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight we are sleeping at where my school is-- Nixon and Sandra's house.  Mom and Dad are going to go out on a date and this way they can stay up late.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's just over a month until I go to the States to visit!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you.&lt;br /&gt;Have a nice day.&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;Nia&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6448564766412262164-8721474850122996658?l=sayfromaj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sayfromaj.blogspot.com/feeds/8721474850122996658/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sayfromaj.blogspot.com/2009/09/my-joke.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6448564766412262164/posts/default/8721474850122996658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6448564766412262164/posts/default/8721474850122996658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sayfromaj.blogspot.com/2009/09/my-joke.html' title='My joke'/><author><name>Gwenn Mangine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12738873414360887127</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S9aqu8rplTM/TSDml-Mu6GI/AAAAAAAAG_A/80Xzn145RR4/S220/new%2Bfavorite%2Bpicture'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6448564766412262164.post-4778058444003071279</id><published>2009-09-21T05:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-21T05:45:13.208-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Girls day</title><content type='html'>Dear My friends,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A couple of days ago I had a girls day.  It's like a day that only girls are at one house.  The boys were having a boys day going to Port Au Prince.  The people were at home were: Fritizie, Mommy, Me, Nahomie, and Esther.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to the beach.  Mama Leann brought some of her girls to the beach too: Riann, Tina, Slendia, Vania, Elinda, Blanca, Magdaline, Diane.  I played in the water mostly.  They had buckets there (like toys and stuff) so I filled one of the buckets with sand and then I found a long stick and I'd take the bucket and stick into the water.  And then I'd try to write on the sand but I couldn't because the water was emptying all the sand out of the bucket.  I wrote a little bit on it.  I pretended to write words in cursive, even though I don't know hot to write in cursive yet.  That's why I was pretending.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the end of the girls day daddy came home and brought back our new chen (that's dog in Kreyol).  His name is Bigbsy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's some picture of our girls day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Me snuggled and sleeping in mommy and daddy's big bed. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S9aqu8rplTM/SrdxPKaeQ-I/AAAAAAAAFUY/NwxPU65R6vw/s1600-h/gd1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S9aqu8rplTM/SrdxPKaeQ-I/AAAAAAAAFUY/NwxPU65R6vw/s400/gd1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383896384852083682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Mommy, Fritzie and Esther at breakfast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S9aqu8rplTM/SrdxO71pNtI/AAAAAAAAFUQ/DoE9YbizG5g/s1600-h/gd2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S9aqu8rplTM/SrdxO71pNtI/AAAAAAAAFUQ/DoE9YbizG5g/s400/gd2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383896380939515602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We ate French Toast and we all drank from pink cups and white plates.  Do you think those were good girl colors?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S9aqu8rplTM/SrdxOQsQbOI/AAAAAAAAFUI/pE6Sesqa-Pc/s1600-h/gd4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S9aqu8rplTM/SrdxOQsQbOI/AAAAAAAAFUI/pE6Sesqa-Pc/s400/gd4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383896369357417698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More eating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S9aqu8rplTM/Srdx_y2oWtI/AAAAAAAAFUo/Z3zw_vUchng/s1600-h/gd6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S9aqu8rplTM/Srdx_y2oWtI/AAAAAAAAFUo/Z3zw_vUchng/s400/gd6.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383897220341324498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fritzie holding the fish that Nahomie is going to cook for lunch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S9aqu8rplTM/SrdxN1egiHI/AAAAAAAAFUA/HhOJ_gKd7yw/s1600-h/gd5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S9aqu8rplTM/SrdxN1egiHI/AAAAAAAAFUA/HhOJ_gKd7yw/s400/gd5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383896362051995762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fritzie and me in our material-made covers.  You take a long piece of material and put it behind your back.  Then you bring it in the front and take the two corners and cross it behind your neck and tie it.  It's a cool cover.  Ms. Pam taught me that cause she used to live in Africa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S9aqu8rplTM/SrdyASLpihI/AAAAAAAAFUw/5nGBB2bYNpI/s1600-h/gd7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S9aqu8rplTM/SrdyASLpihI/AAAAAAAAFUw/5nGBB2bYNpI/s400/gd7.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383897228750981650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Me and Fritzie at the beach.  We were looking for crabs here.  We found some.  Fritzie found some so she was showing us.  Fritzie is smiling but I am making my face silly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S9aqu8rplTM/SrdyBJrehhI/AAAAAAAAFVA/AGNVGfUzDEA/s1600-h/gd10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S9aqu8rplTM/SrdyBJrehhI/AAAAAAAAFVA/AGNVGfUzDEA/s400/gd10.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383897243648427538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Fritzie sticking out her tongue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S9aqu8rplTM/SrdyA51hc9I/AAAAAAAAFU4/fa436e-vhMs/s1600-h/gd8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S9aqu8rplTM/SrdyA51hc9I/AAAAAAAAFU4/fa436e-vhMs/s400/gd8.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383897239395595218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Me and our new little fuzzy dog, Bigsby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S9aqu8rplTM/SrdxPW6FVHI/AAAAAAAAFUg/iVBs7X6c5mA/s1600-h/gd11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S9aqu8rplTM/SrdxPW6FVHI/AAAAAAAAFUg/iVBs7X6c5mA/s400/gd11.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383896388205892722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also got a french manicure on my nails that day but it kind of got chipped off in the ocean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a nice day.&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye.&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;Nia&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6448564766412262164-4778058444003071279?l=sayfromaj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sayfromaj.blogspot.com/feeds/4778058444003071279/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sayfromaj.blogspot.com/2009/09/girls-day.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6448564766412262164/posts/default/4778058444003071279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6448564766412262164/posts/default/4778058444003071279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sayfromaj.blogspot.com/2009/09/girls-day.html' title='Girls day'/><author><name>Gwenn Mangine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12738873414360887127</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S9aqu8rplTM/TSDml-Mu6GI/AAAAAAAAG_A/80Xzn145RR4/S220/new%2Bfavorite%2Bpicture'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S9aqu8rplTM/SrdxPKaeQ-I/AAAAAAAAFUY/NwxPU65R6vw/s72-c/gd1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6448564766412262164.post-1927683762599804340</id><published>2009-09-15T08:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-15T08:31:16.615-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Experiment: Magnets</title><content type='html'>Dear my friends,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I did an experiment.  It was about magnets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first thing we did was get a magnet out and a couple different things from in the box and around Sandra's house.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we made a chart.  We tried to guess what things a magnet would stick to and which things it wouldn't think it would stick to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The things I thought it would stick to is:&lt;br /&gt;-a washer&lt;br /&gt;-a nail&lt;br /&gt;-a paper clip&lt;br /&gt;-a marble&lt;br /&gt;-a spoon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The things we thought it WOULDN'T stick to were:&lt;br /&gt;-a cork&lt;br /&gt;-a book&lt;br /&gt;a clothespin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The things is ACTUALLY stuck to were:&lt;br /&gt;-a washer&lt;br /&gt;-a nail&lt;br /&gt;-a paperclip&lt;br /&gt;-a clothespin (but only the metal part)&lt;br /&gt;-a spoon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The things it didn't stick to were:&lt;br /&gt;-a cork&lt;br /&gt;-a marble&lt;br /&gt;-a book&lt;br /&gt;-a clothespin (it wouldn't stick to the wooden part)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So our guesses were almost right.  The marble did not stick.  I thought it would but it didn't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I loved this science experiment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to go now.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See you later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;Nia&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6448564766412262164-1927683762599804340?l=sayfromaj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sayfromaj.blogspot.com/feeds/1927683762599804340/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sayfromaj.blogspot.com/2009/09/experiment-magnets.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6448564766412262164/posts/default/1927683762599804340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6448564766412262164/posts/default/1927683762599804340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sayfromaj.blogspot.com/2009/09/experiment-magnets.html' title='Experiment: Magnets'/><author><name>Gwenn Mangine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12738873414360887127</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S9aqu8rplTM/TSDml-Mu6GI/AAAAAAAAG_A/80Xzn145RR4/S220/new%2Bfavorite%2Bpicture'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6448564766412262164.post-6631864417941281146</id><published>2009-09-14T09:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-14T09:12:35.819-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The team and going to Port Au Prince with dad</title><content type='html'>Dear my friends,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is Monday.  I went to Port Au Prince with daddy on Saturday.  I had fun.  When I got there we went to the store.  We bought a tarp, we bought water bottles, we bought Bon Bon (Haitian cookies), batteries, cheese, and bread.  After that we drove to Dominoes Pizza to pick up pizza for the team.  I ate some of it.  The only kind I ate was pepperoni.  This was the first time I have had pizza since Josiah's birthday (June 1.)  It was delicious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After we picked up the pizza, I waited in the car for the team to get on the bus at the airport. Bob brought me on the bus and introduced me. This is big team.  There are 18 people.  I got to ride in the bus with them back to Jacmel.  I walked around a little bit on the bus ride to sit with different people.  We talked.  I like meeting teams because I get to meet new people and I get to speak English with them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday (Sunday) was a busy day.  We had to go to church.  We went to the beach.  It started raining when we were at the beach so we had to go home.  It rained REALLY hard on the way home.  Lots of hard stuff.  And then we had campout.  It was hard because we had to get three mattresses out.  Mommy fell asleep before the movies even started.  She didn't get to watch the movies but that's okay because she was too tired.  This morning she asked me if we watched movies because she didn't even know we watched movies.  She was sleeping too much.  After Daddy got up in the morning, I cuddled up with Mommy.   And then I noticed it was light and I realized I hadn't slept the WHOLE night.  And then I fell asleep sometime this morning.  So I am pretty tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On this blog I don't have any pictures but I will try to get some pictures this week.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a good day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;Nia&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6448564766412262164-6631864417941281146?l=sayfromaj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sayfromaj.blogspot.com/feeds/6631864417941281146/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sayfromaj.blogspot.com/2009/09/team-and-going-to-port-au-prince-with.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6448564766412262164/posts/default/6631864417941281146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6448564766412262164/posts/default/6631864417941281146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sayfromaj.blogspot.com/2009/09/team-and-going-to-port-au-prince-with.html' title='The team and going to Port Au Prince with dad'/><author><name>Gwenn Mangine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12738873414360887127</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S9aqu8rplTM/TSDml-Mu6GI/AAAAAAAAG_A/80Xzn145RR4/S220/new%2Bfavorite%2Bpicture'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6448564766412262164.post-6165606794309142496</id><published>2009-09-11T08:13:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-11T08:28:32.135-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I started school!</title><content type='html'>Dear friends,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Four days ago I started school.  I am still doing it almost everyday.  Today is the day before I am doing my big break from school (Mom's editorial note:  she means the weekend. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really love school.  It's fun here.  We get to see Sandra for a little bit.  My favorite thing to learn about is manners.  I learned about manners today.  It was about body language.  I learned that sometimes your body can say something different than your words are saying. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also learned how to tie.  I will do a separate blog post teaching you all how to do that soon.  When my arms get long enough and my neck gets long enough so I can see behind my back, I will be able to tie my dresses in the back.  I can't tie in the back yet, but I can tie my shoes.    Or I could help mommy tie her dress in the back if she needed it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's some pictures.  Now that we're back in school I can do blogs more often.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope you like my pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;One of the pictures in my alliteration book.  I am not actually on "C" I am on "H."   Today's alliteration I wrote was this, "Henry has honey ham."  An alliteration is when you have a sentence and all the words start with the same letter.  I am making a book of the whole alphabet with alliterations and pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S9aqu8rplTM/SqpqZ0VsTzI/AAAAAAAAFRw/jOaHisn39rg/s1600-h/alliteration.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S9aqu8rplTM/SqpqZ0VsTzI/AAAAAAAAFRw/jOaHisn39rg/s400/alliteration.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380229696626380594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mommy drinking coffee.  We also have two other pictures of it.  One of her holding it by her face because she loves it and one other of mommy kissing it.  She really loves coffee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S9aqu8rplTM/SqpqZLYfZ1I/AAAAAAAAFRo/Qj1767m22cg/s1600-h/mom+coffee+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S9aqu8rplTM/SqpqZLYfZ1I/AAAAAAAAFRo/Qj1767m22cg/s400/mom+coffee+1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380229685632264018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My lesson plans for today and the books we used today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S9aqu8rplTM/SqpqYN51eDI/AAAAAAAAFRg/lznCnmjcWrE/s1600-h/books+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S9aqu8rplTM/SqpqYN51eDI/AAAAAAAAFRg/lznCnmjcWrE/s400/books+1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380229669129123890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to go now, my friends.  I'll see you later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye, my friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;Nia&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6448564766412262164-6165606794309142496?l=sayfromaj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sayfromaj.blogspot.com/feeds/6165606794309142496/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sayfromaj.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-started-school.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6448564766412262164/posts/default/6165606794309142496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6448564766412262164/posts/default/6165606794309142496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sayfromaj.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-started-school.html' title='I started school!'/><author><name>Gwenn Mangine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12738873414360887127</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S9aqu8rplTM/TSDml-Mu6GI/AAAAAAAAG_A/80Xzn145RR4/S220/new%2Bfavorite%2Bpicture'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S9aqu8rplTM/SqpqZ0VsTzI/AAAAAAAAFRw/jOaHisn39rg/s72-c/alliteration.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6448564766412262164.post-3544419167266944249</id><published>2009-08-31T18:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-31T19:05:16.839-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fritzie's first day</title><content type='html'>My friends,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was Fritzie's FIRST day with us.  I had fun.  It was kind of busy too though.  The best part about it was getting a sister.  I have wanted one for a long time, so that's the REALLY best part. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's some pictures of our busy day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Nahomie helping Fritzie unpack.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S9aqu8rplTM/Spx96caGQVI/AAAAAAAAFPs/iEJNDH364XA/s1600-h/f1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S9aqu8rplTM/Spx96caGQVI/AAAAAAAAFPs/iEJNDH364XA/s400/f1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376310498185068882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fritzie trying on her new white skirt and pink shirt.  She looks cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S9aqu8rplTM/Spx95veGz3I/AAAAAAAAFPk/5zQjzUi3T_U/s1600-h/f2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S9aqu8rplTM/Spx95veGz3I/AAAAAAAAFPk/5zQjzUi3T_U/s400/f2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376310486122286962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here she's saying goodbye to Candice and Amos.  She lived with them for two months.  But she lives with us now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S9aqu8rplTM/Spx95SAj_aI/AAAAAAAAFPc/n2qjFhNCjW0/s1600-h/f3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S9aqu8rplTM/Spx95SAj_aI/AAAAAAAAFPc/n2qjFhNCjW0/s400/f3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376310478213741986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom painting Fritzie's fingernails.  I got mine painted the same color.  In the morning we're going to put the same kind of sparkles on them too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S9aqu8rplTM/Spx95DqrswI/AAAAAAAAFPU/7_qe44CM88Q/s1600-h/f4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S9aqu8rplTM/Spx95DqrswI/AAAAAAAAFPU/7_qe44CM88Q/s400/f4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376310474363876098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fritzie tickling me! (And holding me.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S9aqu8rplTM/Spx94lYJmxI/AAAAAAAAFPM/gLAIV1kQyag/s1600-h/f5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S9aqu8rplTM/Spx94lYJmxI/AAAAAAAAFPM/gLAIV1kQyag/s400/f5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376310466233080594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Fritzie and me and daddy and mommy played "Pet Shop."  Aunt Bonnie gave me this game a long time ago.  Fritzie loved it.  We also played Zingo and Candyland.  Her favorite game was Zingo.  (Presley gave me that game.)  She did not love it when she was playing Candyland and had to go all the way back to Plumy.  She was almost finished.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S9aqu8rplTM/Spx-aUeVGUI/AAAAAAAAFP0/10_f5ix4C5s/s1600-h/f6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S9aqu8rplTM/Spx-aUeVGUI/AAAAAAAAFP0/10_f5ix4C5s/s400/f6.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376311045811149122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I miss you guys already.  It's been a long time and I can't wait to visit.  You can come visit me if you want.  And if you do, you can meet Fritzie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;Nia&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/6448564766412262164-3544419167266944249?l=sayfromaj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sayfromaj.blogspot.com/feeds/3544419167266944249/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sayfromaj.blogspot.com/2009/08/fritzies-first-day.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6448564766412262164/posts/default/3544419167266944249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6448564766412262164/posts/default/3544419167266944249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sayfromaj.blogspot.com/2009/08/fritzies-first-day.html' title='Fritzie&apos;s first day'/><author><name>Gwenn Mangine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12738873414360887127</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S9aqu8rplTM/TSDml-Mu6GI/AAAAAAAAG_A/80Xzn145RR4/S220/new%2Bfavorite%2Bpicture'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S9aqu8rplTM/Spx96caGQVI/AAAAAAAAFPs/iEJNDH364XA/s72-c/f1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6448564766412262164.post-3996968384054001869</id><published>2009-08-30T14:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-30T14:18:09.798-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Me and my lunch with Fritzie</title><content type='html'>Hi friends,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I had lunch with Fritzie.  I liked playing with her.  Did you know that Fritzie is going to become our first HCH kid?  She's cute.  She's moving in tomorrow.  I can't wait.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is Fritzie.   She's 13 years old.  As you can see, her eye is a little sick.&lt;br /&gt;We are going to try to get an operation to fix it.  &lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S9aqu8rplTM/SprpLzZ3g4I/AAAAAAAAFOg/TL8lGMb9RaA/s1600-h/Fritzie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S9aqu8rplTM/SprpLzZ3g4I/AAAAAAAAFOg/TL8lGMb9RaA/s400/Fritzie.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375865494206645122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Josiah, Nico, Me, and Fritzie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S9aqu8rplTM/SprsTPykkgI/AAAAAAAAFOw/UyY3pPWh4sQ/s1600-h/the+kids.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S9aqu8rplTM/SprsTPykkgI/AAAAAAAAFOw/UyY3pPWh4sQ/s400/the+kids.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375868920620421634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;We asked her what her favorite color was.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;She said it was pink.  So we decided to get her rainbow striped sheets because they have pink in them.  We also got her 2 towels that are peach-ish pink.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will tell you more about it when Fritzie moves in.  I can't wait.  Even though I already said that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;Nia&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/6448564766412262164-3996968384054001869?l=sayfromaj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sayfromaj.blogspot.com/feeds/3996968384054001869/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sayfromaj.blogspot.com/2009/08/me-and-my-lunch-with-fritzie.html#comment-form' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6448564766412262164/posts/default/3996968384054001869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6448564766412262164/posts/default/3996968384054001869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sayfromaj.blogspot.com/2009/08/me-and-my-lunch-with-fritzie.html' title='Me and my lunch with Fritzie'/><author><name>Gwenn Mangine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12738873414360887127</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S9aqu8rplTM/TSDml-Mu6GI/AAAAAAAAG_A/80Xzn145RR4/S220/new%2Bfavorite%2Bpicture'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S9aqu8rplTM/SprpLzZ3g4I/AAAAAAAAFOg/TL8lGMb9RaA/s72-c/Fritzie.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6448564766412262164.post-2190386943032505143</id><published>2009-08-12T17:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-12T18:20:20.369-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Me and my sleepover yesterday and my company tonight</title><content type='html'>Dear my friends,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday night I had a sleepover with two of the Pye kids.  They came over and I slept in the living room on an airbed.  All three of us slept in one bed.  And my mom and dad also brought their mattress in the living room.  And Nico slept on two chairs that we have in our living room that we squished together so you can sleep on them.  We watched a movie called, "Ella Enchanted" and then in the morning we watched, "Princess Diaries 2: The Royal Engagement."  I had a good time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then tonight I had company.  Tonight before the company came over in the evening, I didn't know this but I slammed my toe into something (that I don't remember doing).  It made my toenail lose, and it broke off.  Except for a little bit hanging on the toe.  It hung on a little bit and made it look like a door.  Georgette pulled it off for me.  It hurt a little bit.  The other nail is already growing in though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Nico awake (but very tired) on his special pillow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S9aqu8rplTM/SoNk2WnmQ-I/AAAAAAAAFKQ/EYzEkvL4E1w/s1600-h/nico+closeup.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S9aqu8rplTM/SoNk2WnmQ-I/AAAAAAAAFKQ/EYzEkvL4E1w/s400/nico+closeup.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369246065703142370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Magdaline, Elinda and me.  Sleeping.  On the airmattress.  (Editorial note:  Magdaline obviously got cold and put the fitted sheet over her head...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S9aqu8rplTM/SoNk1yhqYFI/AAAAAAAAFKI/yQAdKCU14vI/s1600-h/sleepover.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S9aqu8rplTM/SoNk1yhqYFI/AAAAAAAAFKI/yQAdKCU14vI/s400/sleepover.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369246056014569554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Magdaline and Josiah.  Magdaline's skin has a sickness where she's called an albino.  If she didn't have this, her skin would be brown like most Haitian people.  But she is an albino so her skin is white.  Well, peach.  She needs to be very careful in the sun or she will get sunburned like white people do.  She wears sunscreen like me.  Phewf!  I don't want her to get burned and I am glad she wears sunscreen.  Like most Haitians do... just kidding, most Haitians don't really wear sunscreen. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S9aqu8rplTM/SoNk1QqYPBI/AAAAAAAAFKA/KM5ZbOWk_zA/s1600-h/magdaline+and+jos.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S9aqu8rplTM/SoNk1QqYPBI/AAAAAAAAFKA/KM5ZbOWk_zA/s400/magdaline+and+jos.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369246046924323858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mommy sticking out her tongue.  It looks funny because she's looking at her tongue.  I can't look at my tongue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S9aqu8rplTM/SoNk05dKxUI/AAAAAAAAFJ4/0CnYoOPN5To/s1600-h/crazy+mommy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S9aqu8rplTM/SoNk05dKxUI/AAAAAAAAFJ4/0CnYoOPN5To/s400/crazy+mommy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369246040694900034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Blayne and my webkin cat.  The cat's name is Hannah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S9aqu8rplTM/SoNk0EExtHI/AAAAAAAAFJw/8GDVje6TDbc/s1600-h/blayne.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S9aqu8rplTM/SoNk0EExtHI/AAAAAAAAFJw/8GDVje6TDbc/s400/blayne.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369246026365514866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to go now.  Well, I will see you later. &lt;br /&gt;Bye (I am waving to you.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;Nia&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6448564766412262164-2190386943032505143?l=sayfromaj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sayfromaj.blogspot.com/feeds/2190386943032505143/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sayfromaj.blogspot.com/2009/08/me-and-my-sleepover-yesterday-and-my.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6448564766412262164/posts/default/2190386943032505143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6448564766412262164/posts/default/2190386943032505143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sayfromaj.blogspot.com/2009/08/me-and-my-sleepover-yesterday-and-my.html' title='Me and my sleepover yesterday and my company tonight'/><author><name>Gwenn Mangine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12738873414360887127</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S9aqu8rplTM/TSDml-Mu6GI/AAAAAAAAG_A/80Xzn145RR4/S220/new%2Bfavorite%2Bpicture'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S9aqu8rplTM/SoNk2WnmQ-I/AAAAAAAAFKQ/EYzEkvL4E1w/s72-c/nico+closeup.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6448564766412262164.post-8622573464609856778</id><published>2009-08-10T19:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-10T19:22:22.058-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Me and my crown.</title><content type='html'>My friends,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I made a crown.  I made it out of a vine and I pulled the vine down.  It was by the itchy plant.  So I pulled it down (it wasn't the itchy plant don't worry.)  And I curled it up and tied it.  And then I took a flower from the ground and stuck it in the tie-in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't have any help, I did it all myself. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is the first picture. "Me in my crown." I like my crown because it has a pink flower.  It smells good.  It smells like a lot of strawberries crumbled together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S9aqu8rplTM/SoDUYd_y_II/AAAAAAAAFJQ/b0Z5mcVNZkg/s1600-h/crown.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S9aqu8rplTM/SoDUYd_y_II/AAAAAAAAFJQ/b0Z5mcVNZkg/s400/crown.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368524272659790978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The plant in the left corner you see has little points on it.  And it doesn't just hurt you, it makes you itchy.  So don't touch your screen in the left corner or else you'll get itchy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S9aqu8rplTM/SoDUYLPZIrI/AAAAAAAAFJI/RcupPh-17Ds/s1600-h/prickly+plant.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 221px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S9aqu8rplTM/SoDUYLPZIrI/AAAAAAAAFJI/RcupPh-17Ds/s400/prickly+plant.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368524267624932018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to go now.  Will you thank me for writing before 85 days?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;Nia&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6448564766412262164-8622573464609856778?l=sayfromaj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sayfromaj.blogspot.com/feeds/8622573464609856778/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sayfromaj.blogspot.com/2009/08/me-and-my-crown.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6448564766412262164/posts/default/8622573464609856778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6448564766412262164/posts/default/8622573464609856778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sayfromaj.blogspot.com/2009/08/me-and-my-crown.html' title='Me and my crown.'/><author><name>Gwenn Mangine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12738873414360887127</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S9aqu8rplTM/TSDml-Mu6GI/AAAAAAAAG_A/80Xzn145RR4/S220/new%2Bfavorite%2Bpicture'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S9aqu8rplTM/SoDUYd_y_II/AAAAAAAAFJQ/b0Z5mcVNZkg/s72-c/crown.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6448564766412262164.post-3099812751728565763</id><published>2009-08-10T19:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-10T19:14:43.316-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Why did the chicken cross the road?</title><content type='html'>The answer is:&lt;br /&gt;Cuz there was a crowd of men trying to shoot, kill it that way they could eat it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6448564766412262164-3099812751728565763?l=sayfromaj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sayfromaj.blogspot.com/feeds/3099812751728565763/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sayfromaj.blogspot.com/2009/08/why-did-chicken-cross-road.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6448564766412262164/posts/default/3099812751728565763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6448564766412262164/posts/default/3099812751728565763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sayfromaj.blogspot.com/2009/08/why-did-chicken-cross-road.html' title='Why did the chicken cross the road?'/><author><name>Gwenn Mangine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12738873414360887127</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S9aqu8rplTM/TSDml-Mu6GI/AAAAAAAAG_A/80Xzn145RR4/S220/new%2Bfavorite%2Bpicture'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6448564766412262164.post-831541307354649599</id><published>2009-08-07T18:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-07T19:15:43.744-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Me and the team on the team's week here</title><content type='html'>Dear my friends,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope you're having a good time.  There are 85 days until we go visit America.  It's Friday, August 7 today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight we had church.  I cried when I found out the team was leaving.  We had a team here for one week.  They were from America.  The United States of America.  This week we did 4 days of Bible school.  It was in the mountains.  The town was called Chabin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;VBS was FUN.  The last day of VBS we got balloons.  But one of the boys were crying because he lot his balloon.  So I gave my balloon to him.  I served food every day.  I did games.  My favorite games were the water games.  It cooled me down.  Ahhh!  Almost everyday I was in the green class.  Just once I was in the yellow class.  Do you know what my favorite thing about the yellow class was?  No?  I will tell you.  My favorite thing about the yellow class is that the CRAFTS are first.  And I like the crafts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I liked this team a lot.  Chelsea Loomis was on it.  And Chelsea Cyr.  And Ms. Teresa.  And Spencer and Eli.  And Jenna.  And Merry.  And Cecily.  And Mr. Eddie and Mrs. Tracy.  We had lots of fun.  I already told you this but I was really, really, really sad when the team left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are a few pictures from our week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is Ms. Teresa at VBS.  I like Ms. Teresa.  I like her because I like to hang out with her.  She has a cute little skirt.  It has flowers all over it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S9aqu8rplTM/SnzZ1G3JLZI/AAAAAAAAFHs/rTnMl8qWXZI/s1600-h/Teresa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S9aqu8rplTM/SnzZ1G3JLZI/AAAAAAAAFHs/rTnMl8qWXZI/s400/Teresa.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367404362316983698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is me in my "Joy in Hope" shirt.  I like that shirt because it's pink.  And you KNOW I like pink.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S9aqu8rplTM/SnzavSOnfOI/AAAAAAAAFH0/nrEjAv15Qac/s1600-h/joy+in+hope.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S9aqu8rplTM/SnzavSOnfOI/AAAAAAAAFH0/nrEjAv15Qac/s400/joy+in+hope.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367405361800641762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Me serving food.  It's FUN serving food.  Nico got mad because he couldn't serve food because he was too little.  Every VBS day we ate beans and rice.  They are good.  The first two days we had hotdogs with it.  And then we started having fish for two days.  I liked both of them the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S9aqu8rplTM/SnzcaMNmG6I/AAAAAAAAFIE/wnBLsSW3IoU/s1600-h/serving+food.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S9aqu8rplTM/SnzcaMNmG6I/AAAAAAAAFIE/wnBLsSW3IoU/s400/serving+food.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367407198431746978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me on the slip and slide with Chelsea Cyr and Tina.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S9aqu8rplTM/SnzcZ__47ZI/AAAAAAAAFH8/v6AsIyWYees/s1600-h/slip+and+slide.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S9aqu8rplTM/SnzcZ__47ZI/AAAAAAAAFH8/v6AsIyWYees/s400/slip+and+slide.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367407195153034642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I have to go now but I will see you guys later. I will see you in 85 days but I will probably blog before 85 days.  Maybe I won't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;Nia&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6448564766412262164-831541307354649599?l=sayfromaj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sayfromaj.blogspot.com/feeds/831541307354649599/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sayfromaj.blogspot.com/2009/08/me-and-team-on-teams-week-here.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6448564766412262164/posts/default/831541307354649599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6448564766412262164/posts/default/831541307354649599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sayfromaj.blogspot.com/2009/08/me-and-team-on-teams-week-here.html' title='Me and the team on the team&apos;s week here'/><author><name>Gwenn Mangine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12738873414360887127</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S9aqu8rplTM/TSDml-Mu6GI/AAAAAAAAG_A/80Xzn145RR4/S220/new%2Bfavorite%2Bpicture'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S9aqu8rplTM/SnzZ1G3JLZI/AAAAAAAAFHs/rTnMl8qWXZI/s72-c/Teresa.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6448564766412262164.post-8304600184330835449</id><published>2009-07-29T14:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-29T15:41:23.542-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Our big hike at the beach (and the river)</title><content type='html'>Hello friends,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How are you guys?  Good?  Okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have good news.  I found my camera.  Actually, daddy found it for me.  So I have some "foto yo" for you.  You know what "foto yo" is in English?  Pictures.  Well, now you know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I went on a GIANT hike.  We were gone for three hours.  We started from our house and then we walked to the beach and then we walked to the river.  It was really long.  We also had a picnic there.  There were two rivers we had to walk through.  One was very deep so daddy carried us through.  Mommy walked through the river too. They got wet up to their bottoms.  Well, mommy did.  Daddy got wet up to his waist and mommy got wet up to her bottom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are some of the pictures from my walk. We took over 100 of them. (Some of them mommy took.)  We just picked a couple to show you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is going to be a joke.  Question:"Why did the chicken cross the road?"&lt;br /&gt;You can try to tell me what you think the answer is in your comment.  And on my next blog, I will see who is right and I will tell you about it in my next post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S9aqu8rplTM/SnC_N3N4ylI/AAAAAAAAFEc/Of2qAlrsVak/s1600-h/nb8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S9aqu8rplTM/SnC_N3N4ylI/AAAAAAAAFEc/Of2qAlrsVak/s400/nb8.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363997401079663186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daddy under a palm tree.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S9aqu8rplTM/SnC_Nfd9tjI/AAAAAAAAFEU/IQ6VlaBRkqU/s1600-h/nb7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S9aqu8rplTM/SnC_Nfd9tjI/AAAAAAAAFEU/IQ6VlaBRkqU/s400/nb7.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363997394704643634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jean Richard, one of the boys we met, did this backbend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S9aqu8rplTM/SnC_NAmGQwI/AAAAAAAAFEM/aJ8GD3CX-ww/s1600-h/nb6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S9aqu8rplTM/SnC_NAmGQwI/AAAAAAAAFEM/aJ8GD3CX-ww/s400/nb6.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363997386417259266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daddy and the boys and Josiah (and Nico) standing by a tree.  There was another piece in the ocean too.  The boys said it came down in a hurricane.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S9aqu8rplTM/SnC96hd-wbI/AAAAAAAAFEE/Ay48zGnscHI/s1600-h/nb5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S9aqu8rplTM/SnC96hd-wbI/AAAAAAAAFEE/Ay48zGnscHI/s400/nb5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363995969312440754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a shipwreck in the sea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S9aqu8rplTM/SnC96VPXIUI/AAAAAAAAFD8/DLlVU351aDI/s1600-h/nb4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S9aqu8rplTM/SnC96VPXIUI/AAAAAAAAFD8/DLlVU351aDI/s400/nb4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363995966029898050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A pig in the river looking at me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S9aqu8rplTM/SnC96PhzMhI/AAAAAAAAFD0/QwagKD3O6E4/s1600-h/nb3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S9aqu8rplTM/SnC96PhzMhI/AAAAAAAAFD0/QwagKD3O6E4/s400/nb3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363995964496622098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Garbage on the ground.  There is a lot of garbage on the ground in Haiti.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S9aqu8rplTM/SnC950MEltI/AAAAAAAAFDs/Nadg83rZidI/s1600-h/nb2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S9aqu8rplTM/SnC950MEltI/AAAAAAAAFDs/Nadg83rZidI/s400/nb2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363995957157730002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me next to pink flowers.  Mommy took this one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S9aqu8rplTM/SnC953X-HJI/AAAAAAAAFDk/xIo5PKcdGuM/s1600-h/nb.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S9aqu8rplTM/SnC953X-HJI/AAAAAAAAFDk/xIo5PKcdGuM/s400/nb.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363995958012943506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had beet juice with dinner tonight.  It was purple.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to go now. I will see you later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;Nia&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6448564766412262164-8304600184330835449?l=sayfromaj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sayfromaj.blogspot.com/feeds/8304600184330835449/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sayfromaj.blogspot.com/2009/07/our-big-hike-at-beach-and-river.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6448564766412262164/posts/default/8304600184330835449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6448564766412262164/posts/default/8304600184330835449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sayfromaj.blogspot.com/2009/07/our-big-hike-at-beach-and-river.html' title='Our big hike at the beach (and the river)'/><author><name>Gwenn Mangine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12738873414360887127</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S9aqu8rplTM/TSDml-Mu6GI/AAAAAAAAG_A/80Xzn145RR4/S220/new%2Bfavorite%2Bpicture'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S9aqu8rplTM/SnC_N3N4ylI/AAAAAAAAFEc/Of2qAlrsVak/s72-c/nb8.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6448564766412262164.post-5650436159296028500</id><published>2009-07-26T16:41:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-26T16:58:54.050-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I went to Danny's birthday and the beach</title><content type='html'>Hi friends,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I went to the beach.  It was fun.  Everybody except for Nego and Ellen went.  Yesterday we did a party for Danny's birthday.  And what I am doing right here in this first picture is painting a pinata.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S9aqu8rplTM/SmzqZ7K6JwI/AAAAAAAAFDc/nKcI64xFanE/s1600-h/Nia%27s+blog.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S9aqu8rplTM/SmzqZ7K6JwI/AAAAAAAAFDc/nKcI64xFanE/s400/Nia%27s+blog.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362918987392493314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here, at the next picture, you will see me pinata-ing the pinata.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S9aqu8rplTM/SmzqZ97wmbI/AAAAAAAAFDU/2LdJPhOYXtM/s1600-h/Nia%27s+blog+5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S9aqu8rplTM/SmzqZ97wmbI/AAAAAAAAFDU/2LdJPhOYXtM/s400/Nia%27s+blog+5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362918988134259122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here I am teaching Lovelie Creole.  These are the colors in English and Creole. Like blue, red, yellow, white, pink, orange, purple, black, green and brown.  You say them: ble for blue, wouj for red, jòn for yellow, blan for white, woz for pink, jòn abriko for orange, mov for purple, nwa for black, vet for green and mawon for brown.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S9aqu8rplTM/SmzqZj5EeKI/AAAAAAAAFDM/UTXSLUnH-gI/s1600-h/Nia%27s+blog+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S9aqu8rplTM/SmzqZj5EeKI/AAAAAAAAFDM/UTXSLUnH-gI/s400/Nia%27s+blog+2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362918981143656610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is me hugging Riann.  You can't really see it, but we both have little tubes on.  Riann has pink and I have green.  Riann's had all sorts of swim stuff on it.  And mine has frogs on it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S9aqu8rplTM/SmzqZVZLKnI/AAAAAAAAFDE/7j7fFZjV35E/s1600-h/Nia%27s+blog+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S9aqu8rplTM/SmzqZVZLKnI/AAAAAAAAFDE/7j7fFZjV35E/s400/Nia%27s+blog+3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362918977251781234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is mommy and daddy.  Mommy is looking at daddy.  And daddy is smiling at us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S9aqu8rplTM/SmzqZJzqRSI/AAAAAAAAFC8/1s-L5MtAc2I/s1600-h/Nia%27s+blog+4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S9aqu8rplTM/SmzqZJzqRSI/AAAAAAAAFC8/1s-L5MtAc2I/s400/Nia%27s+blog+4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362918974141646114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to get going but I wanted to tell you one more thing.  Our roof is leaking.  Even though it's tin.  (Well, it's only tin in the kitchen.)  There's a lot of water on the floor, but now we put a bucket that way we can catch it.  That was pretty smart, huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to get going now.  Bye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;Nia&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6448564766412262164-5650436159296028500?l=sayfromaj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sayfromaj.blogspot.com/feeds/5650436159296028500/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sayfromaj.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-went-to-dannys-birthday-and-beach.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6448564766412262164/posts/default/5650436159296028500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6448564766412262164/posts/default/5650436159296028500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sayfromaj.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-went-to-dannys-birthday-and-beach.html' title='I went to Danny&apos;s birthday and the beach'/><author><name>Gwenn Mangine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12738873414360887127</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S9aqu8rplTM/TSDml-Mu6GI/AAAAAAAAG_A/80Xzn145RR4/S220/new%2Bfavorite%2Bpicture'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S9aqu8rplTM/SmzqZ7K6JwI/AAAAAAAAFDc/nKcI64xFanE/s72-c/Nia%27s+blog.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6448564766412262164.post-3725586737490235767</id><published>2009-07-18T12:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-18T12:28:45.293-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I love our calendar, do you?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S9aqu8rplTM/SmIfpny5S-I/AAAAAAAAE_A/OOYf7n6P314/s1600-h/nia%27s+blog+.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S9aqu8rplTM/SmIfpny5S-I/AAAAAAAAE_A/OOYf7n6P314/s400/nia%27s+blog+.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359881306441862114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear my friends,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you know about our calender, which this story is about? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What it is about is telling us how many days until we go to America.  This is how you work it.  Every day you take off one page and throw it away.  And then read what's on the new page.  And when we pick off the last page, that means we will be going to America.  We are going to America to visit not to live, because we live in Haiti now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I am in America, I will play with my friends like Presley.  And when I visit Manteo, I will play with my cousins.  The oldest cousin's name is Katie.  The middlest is Micah.  The youngest is Abbie.  But there is going to be a new youngest though!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also hope I get to see Evie and my newest cousin, Cana.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also hope I get to see my OTHER cousin, Cayna, and my other cousin named Cory.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my calendar.  Do you like it?  It has a lot of days.  As you can see, we have 105 more days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;Nia&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6448564766412262164-3725586737490235767?l=sayfromaj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sayfromaj.blogspot.com/feeds/3725586737490235767/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sayfromaj.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-love-our-calendar-do-you.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6448564766412262164/posts/default/3725586737490235767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6448564766412262164/posts/default/3725586737490235767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sayfromaj.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-love-our-calendar-do-you.html' title='I love our calendar, do you?'/><author><name>Gwenn Mangine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12738873414360887127</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S9aqu8rplTM/TSDml-Mu6GI/AAAAAAAAG_A/80Xzn145RR4/S220/new%2Bfavorite%2Bpicture'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S9aqu8rplTM/SmIfpny5S-I/AAAAAAAAE_A/OOYf7n6P314/s72-c/nia%27s+blog+.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6448564766412262164.post-7383591103171967677</id><published>2009-07-17T11:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-17T11:57:49.078-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The trouble with Tink:  A book review</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S9aqu8rplTM/SmDI1EOhFpI/AAAAAAAAE-o/xeo87Sj9PQA/s1600-h/tink"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S9aqu8rplTM/SmDI1EOhFpI/AAAAAAAAE-o/xeo87Sj9PQA/s400/tink" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359504370564142738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear my friends,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today my mom read me a long book with 10 chapters and 109 pages.  My grandma gave it to me.  It was called, "The Trouble With Tink" and it was about Tinkerbell and how she lost her hammer when she was playing fairytag.  You know what is funny with the name Tinkerbell?  It's like two words, "Tinker" and then "Bell."  And "bell" (bel) is the word is the word beautiful in Kreyol.  Isn't that funny?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tinkerbell looked everywhere and she couldn't find her hammer.  It was important that she found her hammer or people would think she lost her talent, which was fixing pots and pans and cups-- anything made of tin.  And people DID think she lost her talent.  That made her feel sad.  But the queen was good to her.  And also her friend Terrence.  She decided that she should go talk to Peter Pan because she had left her extra hammer there.  But she didn't want to go to Peter Pan because she thought Peter Pan wouldn't remember her.  So Tinkerbell told Terrence the truth that she lost her hammer and that she needed to go see Peter Pan.  And Terrence decided to go with her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So they went.  And Peter Pan found her hammer and had saved it for her.  And it still worked.  Then after they came home, they thought about something.  How could they show everyone that Tinkerbell had her talent back?  They figured out an idea.  So she went to the queen's house and knocked on her door.  And somebody opened the door.  And the person that opened the door was about to tell Tinkerbell to leave, when the queen said, "Come in Tinkerbell."  And Tinkerbell said, "I've come to fix your bathtub."  (because the queen had a broken metal bathtub.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This book is my new favorite book.  It took us several hours to read it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you're a kid and you like Tinkerbell, then you should check out this book.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;Nia&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6448564766412262164-7383591103171967677?l=sayfromaj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sayfromaj.blogspot.com/feeds/7383591103171967677/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sayfromaj.blogspot.com/2009/07/trouble-with-tink-book-review.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6448564766412262164/posts/default/7383591103171967677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6448564766412262164/posts/default/7383591103171967677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sayfromaj.blogspot.com/2009/07/trouble-with-tink-book-review.html' title='The trouble with Tink:  A book review'/><author><name>Gwenn Mangine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12738873414360887127</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S9aqu8rplTM/TSDml-Mu6GI/AAAAAAAAG_A/80Xzn145RR4/S220/new%2Bfavorite%2Bpicture'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S9aqu8rplTM/SmDI1EOhFpI/AAAAAAAAE-o/xeo87Sj9PQA/s72-c/tink' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6448564766412262164.post-3707280699326743259</id><published>2009-07-13T12:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-13T12:42:07.707-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The story of Josiah and the diesel</title><content type='html'>Dear my friends,&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thanks for reading my blog.  It's fun knowing you.  I liked getting the comments from my funny little cat story.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This morning my mom and my dad went to the doctor.  They are not sick, they just needed a checkup.  They do that almost everyday.  (Mom's editorial note:  we are in the process of trying to get a Haitian "certificate of health" for our residency and it is proving a bit challenging-- not because we are unhealthy, but because the system is pretty silly, so yes, we do go almost every day.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, when my mom and dad were gone, Josiah started playing with the diesel container.  We use that to get gas for the generator.  And Josiah started playing with it and he figured out how to take off the top.  And he started spilling it all over the ground.  (Don't worry, it was outside.)  I quickly told Nahomi.  Don't worry, he didn't spill it all.  Nahomi took the diesel away from him and set it somewhere where he couldn't reach it.  And then my mom and dad came home and I told them what happened.  And they started cleaning up the ground.  And that was actually a funny thing, because we don't clean up the ground, unless there is garbage all over it.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So that was the story of Josiah and the diesel.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Everyone has started calling him, "Josiah dezòd la."  That means "Josiah, the un-good boy." (Editorial note: it actually, literally means, "Josiah, the disorderly." )&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And we are unhappy with him because of this story.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Love,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nia&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6448564766412262164-3707280699326743259?l=sayfromaj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sayfromaj.blogspot.com/feeds/3707280699326743259/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sayfromaj.blogspot.com/2009/07/story-of-josiah-and-diesel.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6448564766412262164/posts/default/3707280699326743259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6448564766412262164/posts/default/3707280699326743259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sayfromaj.blogspot.com/2009/07/story-of-josiah-and-diesel.html' title='The story of Josiah and the diesel'/><author><name>Gwenn Mangine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12738873414360887127</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S9aqu8rplTM/TSDml-Mu6GI/AAAAAAAAG_A/80Xzn145RR4/S220/new%2Bfavorite%2Bpicture'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6448564766412262164.post-3217665370632445352</id><published>2009-07-12T17:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-12T17:42:19.761-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I ate a cat.</title><content type='html'>Dear friends,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today my dad gave me some food.  I didn't know what it was so I asked daddy.  And he said, "a cat."  And I ate it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was yummy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Want to know what the joke is?  Yes?  Okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the joke-- I have vitamins and they are shaped like animals.  And there are ones shaped like cats.  And today I ate a cat vitamin.  (I didn't really eat a cat... just a cat vitamin.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did I fool you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nahomi has actually eaten cats.  Real cats.  Really.  It's not a joke, I promise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;Nia&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6448564766412262164-3217665370632445352?l=sayfromaj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sayfromaj.blogspot.com/feeds/3217665370632445352/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sayfromaj.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-ate-cat.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6448564766412262164/posts/default/3217665370632445352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6448564766412262164/posts/default/3217665370632445352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sayfromaj.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-ate-cat.html' title='I ate a cat.'/><author><name>Gwenn Mangine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12738873414360887127</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S9aqu8rplTM/TSDml-Mu6GI/AAAAAAAAG_A/80Xzn145RR4/S220/new%2Bfavorite%2Bpicture'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6448564766412262164.post-6396522992582160095</id><published>2009-07-12T17:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-12T17:37:35.832-07:00</updated><title type='text'>How to make French Bread Pizza</title><content type='html'>French bread pizza is french pizza, but the crust is bread.  I had it on my birthday, which is July 1.  I am six years old now.  French bread pizza is good.  I made it.  Here is how you make it. (Mommy took all these pictures since we can't find my camera again.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;First, I am crushing the cheese.  (Editorial note from mom:  we freeze cheese when we buy it in Haiti, so even shredded cheese sort of needs to be "re-shredded.")&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S9aqu8rplTM/Slp-OqTzkWI/AAAAAAAAE8g/dHGOIDXvODw/s1600-h/pizza+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S9aqu8rplTM/Slp-OqTzkWI/AAAAAAAAE8g/dHGOIDXvODw/s400/pizza+1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357733497051255138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am holding the cheese I already shredded up.  When mommy took this picture, I said "di fromaj" which means, "say cheese," just like my blog is called.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S9aqu8rplTM/Slp9_OPID_I/AAAAAAAAE8Y/_Ck9S8uLRig/s1600-h/pizza+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S9aqu8rplTM/Slp9_OPID_I/AAAAAAAAE8Y/_Ck9S8uLRig/s400/pizza+2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357733231817396210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You need to have an adult cut up the bread for you.  Then you can put sauce on it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S9aqu8rplTM/Slp9-7dW9JI/AAAAAAAAE8Q/Z1ji7j8-T0c/s1600-h/pizza+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S9aqu8rplTM/Slp9-7dW9JI/AAAAAAAAE8Q/Z1ji7j8-T0c/s400/pizza+3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357733226776818834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next you sprinkle cheese all over it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S9aqu8rplTM/Slp9-o4YhII/AAAAAAAAE8I/k49eGJtzqC8/s1600-h/pizza+4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S9aqu8rplTM/Slp9-o4YhII/AAAAAAAAE8I/k49eGJtzqC8/s400/pizza+4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357733221789893762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, you put it in the oven.  This is me looking at the pizza in the oven.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S9aqu8rplTM/Slp9-ffYN-I/AAAAAAAAE8A/m8Z3M3UggBo/s1600-h/pizza+5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S9aqu8rplTM/Slp9-ffYN-I/AAAAAAAAE8A/m8Z3M3UggBo/s400/pizza+5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357733219269097442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Then it's done.  This is me eating my pizza.  Yum yum!  I got to use the birthday plate because it was my birthday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S9aqu8rplTM/Slp993na4LI/AAAAAAAAE74/m3qFbmHueQk/s1600-h/pizza+6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S9aqu8rplTM/Slp993na4LI/AAAAAAAAE74/m3qFbmHueQk/s400/pizza+6.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357733208565407922" 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/6448564766412262164-6396522992582160095?l=sayfromaj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sayfromaj.blogspot.com/feeds/6396522992582160095/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sayfromaj.blogspot.com/2009/07/how-to-make-french-bread-pizza.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6448564766412262164/posts/default/6396522992582160095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6448564766412262164/posts/default/6396522992582160095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sayfromaj.blogspot.com/2009/07/how-to-make-french-bread-pizza.html' title='How to make French Bread Pizza'/><author><name>Gwenn Mangine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12738873414360887127</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S9aqu8rplTM/TSDml-Mu6GI/AAAAAAAAG_A/80Xzn145RR4/S220/new%2Bfavorite%2Bpicture'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S9aqu8rplTM/Slp-OqTzkWI/AAAAAAAAE8g/dHGOIDXvODw/s72-c/pizza+1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6448564766412262164.post-5568190643422836575</id><published>2009-06-09T17:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-09T17:32:18.844-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Market</title><content type='html'>Dear my friends,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had fun at the market, which means it was fun.  That the same thing.  The market is the place where we go to buy food.  Today was the second time I went.  It was big.  I took pictures on the top of the mountain.  We went to it.  It was fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They sell cornflakes, the sell watermelon, they sell lots of sweets.  They sell fruits and vegetables and Haitian grits.  At one of the places we went to they even sell cornmeal that tastes just like grits.  They even sell turtles.  Some people eat turtles in Haiti.  We saw live chickens and the first time I went I saw a cat chained up with a rope.  They eat cats here too.  I petted the cat to say goodbye.  But we didn't buy it because my dad's allergic.  I think you know that already.  I wonder if he would be allergic to eating cats.  When I petted the cat, it almost bit me.  It was a little teeny kitten.  I liked it.  I wonder why it almost bit me.  Maybe because it doesn't like petting.  Or it doesn't want to be tied up or maybe it doesn't want to be eaten.  I didn't know cat language to tell it I was just being nice to him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was a place there where there was all dead meat.  Almost all dead meat.  I did not like it there.  It made me feel  little bit scared and the smell made me cough.  Naomi bought a bunch of goat because we're having company for dinner on Thursday.  I didn't smell it after she bought it.  And when she showed mommy and daddy it, I did not smell it.  But I like to eat goat, it tastes good.  But I don't think it smells good before it's cooked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope you like my pictures.  These pictures are great.  They are of the market.  This is all about the market.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love, Nia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The market tops.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S9aqu8rplTM/Si77KC9mJeI/AAAAAAAAEVI/fIpddKLotUo/s1600-h/market.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S9aqu8rplTM/Si77KC9mJeI/AAAAAAAAEVI/fIpddKLotUo/s400/market.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345485957747844578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Turtles at the market.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S9aqu8rplTM/Si77yN_NxMI/AAAAAAAAEV4/8HEomgMiOVY/s1600-h/turtles.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S9aqu8rplTM/Si77yN_NxMI/AAAAAAAAEV4/8HEomgMiOVY/s400/turtles.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345486647902192834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A lot of food for sale at the market.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S9aqu8rplTM/Si77xgBOXAI/AAAAAAAAEVw/CmIUOHHVENQ/s1600-h/stuff+for+sale.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S9aqu8rplTM/Si77xgBOXAI/AAAAAAAAEVw/CmIUOHHVENQ/s400/stuff+for+sale.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345486635562589186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The funny clouds.  They look beautiful too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S9aqu8rplTM/Si77xTq9IiI/AAAAAAAAEVo/DxaDqZc5pFo/s1600-h/sky.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S9aqu8rplTM/Si77xTq9IiI/AAAAAAAAEVo/DxaDqZc5pFo/s400/sky.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345486632247960098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A lady at the market and her peas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S9aqu8rplTM/Si77xQEf68I/AAAAAAAAEVg/JSSlUfvl7D4/s1600-h/peas.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S9aqu8rplTM/Si77xQEf68I/AAAAAAAAEVg/JSSlUfvl7D4/s400/peas.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345486631281355714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Potatoes at the market.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S9aqu8rplTM/Si77xF-gloI/AAAAAAAAEVY/V3Nljf1OFlo/s1600-h/potatoes.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S9aqu8rplTM/Si77xF-gloI/AAAAAAAAEVY/V3Nljf1OFlo/s400/potatoes.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345486628571879042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More lots and lots of food at the market.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S9aqu8rplTM/Si77KI0sbVI/AAAAAAAAEVQ/TvSnjAK1F1o/s1600-h/more+stuff+for+sale.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S9aqu8rplTM/Si77KI0sbVI/AAAAAAAAEVQ/TvSnjAK1F1o/s400/more+stuff+for+sale.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345485959321120082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Fruits at the market&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S9aqu8rplTM/Si77JxP7WlI/AAAAAAAAEVA/Mut00-IR2QA/s1600-h/fruit.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S9aqu8rplTM/Si77JxP7WlI/AAAAAAAAEVA/Mut00-IR2QA/s400/fruit.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345485952992893522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Live upside down chickens&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S9aqu8rplTM/Si77J290QkI/AAAAAAAAEU4/UKwSddh2xWw/s1600-h/chickens.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S9aqu8rplTM/Si77J290QkI/AAAAAAAAEU4/UKwSddh2xWw/s400/chickens.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345485954527543874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People holding chickens&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S9aqu8rplTM/Si77JvOXEYI/AAAAAAAAEUw/OpNDiiJ3fVs/s1600-h/chickens+for+sale.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S9aqu8rplTM/Si77JvOXEYI/AAAAAAAAEUw/OpNDiiJ3fVs/s400/chickens+for+sale.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345485952449450370" 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/6448564766412262164-5568190643422836575?l=sayfromaj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sayfromaj.blogspot.com/feeds/5568190643422836575/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sayfromaj.blogspot.com/2009/06/market.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6448564766412262164/posts/default/5568190643422836575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6448564766412262164/posts/default/5568190643422836575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sayfromaj.blogspot.com/2009/06/market.html' title='The Market'/><author><name>Gwenn Mangine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12738873414360887127</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S9aqu8rplTM/TSDml-Mu6GI/AAAAAAAAG_A/80Xzn145RR4/S220/new%2Bfavorite%2Bpicture'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S9aqu8rplTM/Si77KC9mJeI/AAAAAAAAEVI/fIpddKLotUo/s72-c/market.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6448564766412262164.post-3973703939647613623</id><published>2009-05-28T12:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-28T12:14:14.122-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Grandma-- this is for you.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S9aqu8rplTM/Sh7iXspW_NI/AAAAAAAAEMo/KphrTk2ZopY/s1600-h/IMGP4020.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S9aqu8rplTM/Sh7iXspW_NI/AAAAAAAAEMo/KphrTk2ZopY/s400/IMGP4020.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340955104857488594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S9aqu8rplTM/Sh7iXZMgnWI/AAAAAAAAEMg/LO1DfTlR404/s1600-h/IMGP4022.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 258px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S9aqu8rplTM/Sh7iXZMgnWI/AAAAAAAAEMg/LO1DfTlR404/s400/IMGP4022.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340955099636211042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grandma.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have two pairs of glasses so I took some pictures with them both on like you wear.  I hope you like them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;Nia&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6448564766412262164-3973703939647613623?l=sayfromaj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sayfromaj.blogspot.com/feeds/3973703939647613623/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sayfromaj.blogspot.com/2009/05/grandma-this-is-for-you.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6448564766412262164/posts/default/3973703939647613623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6448564766412262164/posts/default/3973703939647613623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sayfromaj.blogspot.com/2009/05/grandma-this-is-for-you.html' title='Grandma-- this is for you.'/><author><name>Gwenn Mangine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12738873414360887127</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S9aqu8rplTM/TSDml-Mu6GI/AAAAAAAAG_A/80Xzn145RR4/S220/new%2Bfavorite%2Bpicture'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S9aqu8rplTM/Sh7iXspW_NI/AAAAAAAAEMo/KphrTk2ZopY/s72-c/IMGP4020.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6448564766412262164.post-2419610938779997401</id><published>2009-05-24T18:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-24T18:19:19.841-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hello Everybody-</title><content type='html'>Dear My Friends,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope you're having a good time and lots of fun.  I think that's the same thing (a good time and lots of fun.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today and last night I played in the pool.  It's a little pool.  It's fun. I live in an apartment in Port Au Prince for mommy and daddy's language school.  It's fun living in a new house and having a new mosquito net for my bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realized my blog is named the wrong thing.  I think it was supposed to be "di fromaj" that means, "say cheese" in Creole. I am learning more Creole.  I am learning it by my mom and dad.  And Naomi.  Naomi is our "helper."  Naomi helps clean our house and watches the kids while my mom and dad are in language school.  She's Haitian.  I like her.  Especially her new hair.  It's long and braided. I love it.  Nico and Josiah love it too.  Nico keeps saying, "Mom, Naomi is CUTE!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's bugs here tonight.  It's a swarm.  Swarm means a lot of bugs in each house.  They are not biting bugs but I still hate them.  They fly.  They are all over.  It's not fun having a swarm.  Or funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Church in Haiti is fun.  I went to church.  Today I learned about helping and last time I learned about sharing.  I get to go to children's church.  That's where I leared about helping and sharing.  There's other kids there.  I have fun.   You guys don't know this but, I know that they speak English at this church in Port Au Prince.  It's my church.  Well sort of my church.  It's everyone's who goes there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe tomorrow I can post some pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;Nia&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6448564766412262164-2419610938779997401?l=sayfromaj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sayfromaj.blogspot.com/feeds/2419610938779997401/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sayfromaj.blogspot.com/2009/05/hello-everybody.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6448564766412262164/posts/default/2419610938779997401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6448564766412262164/posts/default/2419610938779997401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sayfromaj.blogspot.com/2009/05/hello-everybody.html' title='Hello Everybody-'/><author><name>Gwenn Mangine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12738873414360887127</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S9aqu8rplTM/TSDml-Mu6GI/AAAAAAAAG_A/80Xzn145RR4/S220/new%2Bfavorite%2Bpicture'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6448564766412262164.post-8723610490519048279</id><published>2009-05-06T16:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-06T16:42:31.435-07:00</updated><title type='text'>La bouyi</title><content type='html'>Dear all my friends,&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tonight for dinner I ate la bouyi.  It's like a milky porridge that sort of tastes like oatmeal.  The kids here eat it for dinner a lot.  I like it middlesized.  I don't love it but I don't not like it.  Josiah loves la bouyi.  Today for lunch we had a Haitian soup.  It had carrots.  It had plantains.  It had potatoes.  It had dumplings, which I like to call wipers.  I don't know why I call them that.  But I do.  I love wipers.  It also had spinach or something in it.  I had two bowls of it.  It also had a little meat in it. It was really yummy but I didn't care for the plantains in it.  Neither did my mom.  But my dad liked that part so he ate all our plantains.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We went to our new house today to unpack a little bit.  I was a good helper.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I had fun today.  I made a crown.  My dad helped me.  He cut it out.  It has hearts on it and it is red and pink.  In creole red is called wouj and pink is called woz.  I am wearing the crown right now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is my day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Love,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nia&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6448564766412262164-8723610490519048279?l=sayfromaj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sayfromaj.blogspot.com/feeds/8723610490519048279/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sayfromaj.blogspot.com/2009/05/la-bouyi.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6448564766412262164/posts/default/8723610490519048279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6448564766412262164/posts/default/8723610490519048279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sayfromaj.blogspot.com/2009/05/la-bouyi.html' title='La bouyi'/><author><name>Gwenn Mangine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12738873414360887127</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S9aqu8rplTM/TSDml-Mu6GI/AAAAAAAAG_A/80Xzn145RR4/S220/new%2Bfavorite%2Bpicture'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6448564766412262164.post-2967238963599038586</id><published>2009-05-05T12:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-05T12:52:15.563-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I went to the store today.</title><content type='html'>Dear all my friends that read my blog,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope you're having a great day.  And I want to tell you that I went to the store with my dad today.  The store is very fun.  The store that I went to is smallish big... middle.  It's a little different than the US.  It's different because people speak different languages.  We got some cake mix, we got some bread, we got some laughing cow cheese, (and some milk cheese-- which is pretty much the same thing as laughing cow cheese but less expensive, but almost the same taste and is the same color) and we got some chocolate for mommy.  But she won't share it with us.  I am sad about that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a Haitian lunch today.  It was good.  It was rice with beans and sauce.  It had coconut in it too.  It also had hot dog in it.  And then later I had some macaroni and cheese for a snack.  But for the other kids, it was their lunch because mommy and daddy and I ate all the rice and beans while they were napping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We got our internet phone hooked up today and I got to talk to Nana and to Grandma.  Let me know if you'd like me to call you because now I can  because it's free.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am having fun today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;L0ve,&lt;br /&gt;Nia&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6448564766412262164-2967238963599038586?l=sayfromaj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sayfromaj.blogspot.com/feeds/2967238963599038586/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sayfromaj.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-went-to-store-today.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6448564766412262164/posts/default/2967238963599038586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6448564766412262164/posts/default/2967238963599038586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sayfromaj.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-went-to-store-today.html' title='I went to the store today.'/><author><name>Gwenn Mangine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12738873414360887127</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S9aqu8rplTM/TSDml-Mu6GI/AAAAAAAAG_A/80Xzn145RR4/S220/new%2Bfavorite%2Bpicture'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6448564766412262164.post-2790565203254859256</id><published>2009-05-04T12:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-04T13:24:39.473-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Some of Nia's pics...</title><content type='html'>We didn't have internet before and now that we do she is sleeping... so I thought I would put them up so you (her blog-reading friends) can see...  check back later... perhaps she will wish to edit with comments...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EDITED TO ADD:  Nia is up and wanted to name her pics... so here you go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A kid at the beach doing a handstand&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S9aqu8rplTM/Sf9G7jS13-I/AAAAAAAAEHc/uP4ksf31w9M/s1600-h/101_0655.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S9aqu8rplTM/Sf9G7jS13-I/AAAAAAAAEHc/uP4ksf31w9M/s400/101_0655.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332058472730451938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Josiah standing on the sand at the beach&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S9aqu8rplTM/Sf9G7eHwskI/AAAAAAAAEHU/EADPMANaUmI/s1600-h/101_0600.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S9aqu8rplTM/Sf9G7eHwskI/AAAAAAAAEHU/EADPMANaUmI/s400/101_0600.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332058471341797954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The beach: Water, land, a view&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S9aqu8rplTM/Sf9G7DaDZLI/AAAAAAAAEHM/R27MXMSeSqs/s1600-h/101_0595.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S9aqu8rplTM/Sf9G7DaDZLI/AAAAAAAAEHM/R27MXMSeSqs/s400/101_0595.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332058464170763442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Water and sky and part of a broken boat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S9aqu8rplTM/Sf9G6vGavPI/AAAAAAAAEHE/vKlpOIpmyJU/s1600-h/101_0588.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S9aqu8rplTM/Sf9G6vGavPI/AAAAAAAAEHE/vKlpOIpmyJU/s400/101_0588.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332058458719698162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grandma, I want to show you this picture.  Because I know that you made this shirt for the boys.  We gave this shirt to the neighbor boy, Farfar, when we were here last November, and he passed it down to his sister, Micheline.  She was wearing it today.  Cool, huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S9aqu8rplTM/Sf9G6bstJgI/AAAAAAAAEG8/EQcRk3jvlxs/s1600-h/101_0545.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S9aqu8rplTM/Sf9G6bstJgI/AAAAAAAAEG8/EQcRk3jvlxs/s400/101_0545.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332058453511579138" 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/6448564766412262164-2790565203254859256?l=sayfromaj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sayfromaj.blogspot.com/feeds/2790565203254859256/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sayfromaj.blogspot.com/2009/05/some-of-nias-pics.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6448564766412262164/posts/default/2790565203254859256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6448564766412262164/posts/default/2790565203254859256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sayfromaj.blogspot.com/2009/05/some-of-nias-pics.html' title='Some of Nia&apos;s pics...'/><author><name>Gwenn Mangine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12738873414360887127</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S9aqu8rplTM/TSDml-Mu6GI/AAAAAAAAG_A/80Xzn145RR4/S220/new%2Bfavorite%2Bpicture'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S9aqu8rplTM/Sf9G7jS13-I/AAAAAAAAEHc/uP4ksf31w9M/s72-c/101_0655.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6448564766412262164.post-1761454228259141662</id><published>2009-05-03T15:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-03T15:45:10.521-07:00</updated><title type='text'>No pictures today.</title><content type='html'>Dear all my friends that read my blog,&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I want to say that I don't have any pictures today.  But I am blogging today.  I will take some tomorrow.  It's been a very good day today.  I played in the rain with my bathing suit on.  It was so fun.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Elinda is one of my friends here.  And Tina.  And Vania.  And Riann. And Slendia.  And also all of the Haitian Children's Home.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sorry I haven't been able to make phone calls.  Hopefully I can call some of you soon!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Love,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nia&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6448564766412262164-1761454228259141662?l=sayfromaj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sayfromaj.blogspot.com/feeds/1761454228259141662/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sayfromaj.blogspot.com/2009/05/no-pictures-today.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6448564766412262164/posts/default/1761454228259141662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6448564766412262164/posts/default/1761454228259141662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sayfromaj.blogspot.com/2009/05/no-pictures-today.html' title='No pictures today.'/><author><name>Gwenn Mangine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12738873414360887127</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S9aqu8rplTM/TSDml-Mu6GI/AAAAAAAAG_A/80Xzn145RR4/S220/new%2Bfavorite%2Bpicture'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6448564766412262164.post-3582892332797684361</id><published>2009-05-01T16:16:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-01T16:40:59.413-07:00</updated><title type='text'>This is Haiti.</title><content type='html'>My mom unpacked my camera.  Some of the pictures on it were old.  Some of the pictures were from MTI in Colorado.  Some were from my trip to Haiti with my mom and Nana and Auntie Gretchen and Auntie Kristi.  It's VERY fun moving here.  I took some new pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am learning how to speak Creole.  You know what?  Elinda is learning how to speak English.  We're teaching each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am going to church tonight but my brothers aren't going.  Because Nico got a bite and it's swollen so he had to take Benadryl.  Josiah isn't going because he's a baby and he is a little sleepy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The thing that's interesting is that everyone that is in the Haitian Children's Home (not so much everybody but some of the kids in the Haitian Children's Home) let me take pictures of them whenever I want.  I will share some of those soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For now here are some other pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;Nia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is the gate at the Haitian Children's Home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S9aqu8rplTM/SfuFzxVoeGI/AAAAAAAAEFE/7SAsC5FoIjg/s1600-h/101_0498.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S9aqu8rplTM/SfuFzxVoeGI/AAAAAAAAEFE/7SAsC5FoIjg/s400/101_0498.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331001708387006562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is mommy smiling with makeup on when we're going to church.  She is beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S9aqu8rplTM/SfuFzsXG2RI/AAAAAAAAEE8/rO4ZGJvLjE4/s1600-h/101_0480.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S9aqu8rplTM/SfuFzsXG2RI/AAAAAAAAEE8/rO4ZGJvLjE4/s400/101_0480.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331001707051014418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my diary when I was talking about moving to Haiti.  It is really cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S9aqu8rplTM/SfuFzsvZZmI/AAAAAAAAEE0/fr0x5FPPseY/s1600-h/101_0472.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S9aqu8rplTM/SfuFzsvZZmI/AAAAAAAAEE0/fr0x5FPPseY/s400/101_0472.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331001707152893538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is me starting my diary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S9aqu8rplTM/SfuFzczghiI/AAAAAAAAEEs/k2M-1HmKdKg/s1600-h/101_0471.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S9aqu8rplTM/SfuFzczghiI/AAAAAAAAEEs/k2M-1HmKdKg/s400/101_0471.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331001702875170338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is Daddy and Josiah sitting on the plane.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S9aqu8rplTM/SfuE2I0Au3I/AAAAAAAAEEk/Aob6DFEzwnU/s1600-h/101_0466.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S9aqu8rplTM/SfuE2I0Au3I/AAAAAAAAEEk/Aob6DFEzwnU/s400/101_0466.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331000649536551794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is me in headphones and sitting in my seat on the plane when we were flying.  My mom took this one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S9aqu8rplTM/SfuE1-QWxaI/AAAAAAAAEEc/_ANB1UgzsHQ/s1600-h/101_0464.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S9aqu8rplTM/SfuE1-QWxaI/AAAAAAAAEEc/_ANB1UgzsHQ/s400/101_0464.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331000646702646690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is Fatina's shop at the beach.  It sells a lot of really pretty stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S9aqu8rplTM/SfuE1yK2QnI/AAAAAAAAEEU/UwaZLSWmJmg/s1600-h/101_0444.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S9aqu8rplTM/SfuE1yK2QnI/AAAAAAAAEEU/UwaZLSWmJmg/s400/101_0444.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331000643458318962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is Nixon and me in Jacmel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S9aqu8rplTM/SfuE1u3vvWI/AAAAAAAAEEM/6AaXovNdmAw/s1600-h/101_0443.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S9aqu8rplTM/SfuE1u3vvWI/AAAAAAAAEEM/6AaXovNdmAw/s400/101_0443.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331000642572893538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is all the jewelry at Fatina's shop.  Not all of it, but I just couldn't make the picture big enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S9aqu8rplTM/SfuE1rm43nI/AAAAAAAAEEE/q5gRKd1RUFI/s1600-h/101_0439.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S9aqu8rplTM/SfuE1rm43nI/AAAAAAAAEEE/q5gRKd1RUFI/s400/101_0439.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331000641696882290" 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/6448564766412262164-3582892332797684361?l=sayfromaj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sayfromaj.blogspot.com/feeds/3582892332797684361/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sayfromaj.blogspot.com/2009/05/this-is-haiti.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6448564766412262164/posts/default/3582892332797684361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6448564766412262164/posts/default/3582892332797684361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sayfromaj.blogspot.com/2009/05/this-is-haiti.html' title='This is Haiti.'/><author><name>Gwenn Mangine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12738873414360887127</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S9aqu8rplTM/TSDml-Mu6GI/AAAAAAAAG_A/80Xzn145RR4/S220/new%2Bfavorite%2Bpicture'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S9aqu8rplTM/SfuFzxVoeGI/AAAAAAAAEFE/7SAsC5FoIjg/s72-c/101_0498.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6448564766412262164.post-6584451357257656937</id><published>2009-04-30T06:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-30T06:06:03.878-07:00</updated><title type='text'>This is Josiah picking his nose</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;Josiah picking his nose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S9aqu8rplTM/SfmhW3Xw3KI/AAAAAAAAECs/qSb33UUqHP4/s1600-h/IMGP3306.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S9aqu8rplTM/SfmhW3Xw3KI/AAAAAAAAECs/qSb33UUqHP4/s400/IMGP3306.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330469048162507938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Josiah showing me his booger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S9aqu8rplTM/SfmhWyrDd6I/AAAAAAAAEC0/RQNHYLxY5kA/s1600-h/IMGP3309.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S9aqu8rplTM/SfmhWyrDd6I/AAAAAAAAEC0/RQNHYLxY5kA/s400/IMGP3309.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330469046901241762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;He is gross.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6448564766412262164-6584451357257656937?l=sayfromaj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sayfromaj.blogspot.com/feeds/6584451357257656937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sayfromaj.blogspot.com/2009/04/this-is-josiah-picking-his-nose.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6448564766412262164/posts/default/6584451357257656937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6448564766412262164/posts/default/6584451357257656937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sayfromaj.blogspot.com/2009/04/this-is-josiah-picking-his-nose.html' title='This is Josiah picking his nose'/><author><name>Gwenn Mangine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12738873414360887127</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S9aqu8rplTM/TSDml-Mu6GI/AAAAAAAAG_A/80Xzn145RR4/S220/new%2Bfavorite%2Bpicture'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S9aqu8rplTM/SfmhW3Xw3KI/AAAAAAAAECs/qSb33UUqHP4/s72-c/IMGP3306.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6448564766412262164.post-8650282448658381425</id><published>2009-04-29T06:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-29T09:32:55.729-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Five pictures to share</title><content type='html'>Dear friends that read my blog,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope you enjoy these pictures.  These are my mom's pictures because my camera isn't unpacked yet.  So my mom took these pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope you enjoy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;Nia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Life group picture.  (This is in the US.)  These are my life group friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S9aqu8rplTM/Sfh-6DlaTtI/AAAAAAAAEA0/obeZuu71zLg/s1600-h/IMGP3208.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S9aqu8rplTM/Sfh-6DlaTtI/AAAAAAAAEA0/obeZuu71zLg/s400/IMGP3208.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330149694852714194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Me and grandma and Nico and Josiah and Daddy.  We are talking on the computer.  This is before I left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S9aqu8rplTM/Sfh-6UTP2mI/AAAAAAAAEA8/dZcXYGUgYN8/s1600-h/IMGP3225.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S9aqu8rplTM/Sfh-6UTP2mI/AAAAAAAAEA8/dZcXYGUgYN8/s400/IMGP3225.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330149699339934306" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Me writing in my diary. I was talking about my feelings yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S9aqu8rplTM/Sfh_PEvuilI/AAAAAAAAEBc/5BGP33GGzAs/s1600-h/IMGP3241.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S9aqu8rplTM/Sfh_PEvuilI/AAAAAAAAEBc/5BGP33GGzAs/s400/IMGP3241.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330150055941671506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My new house in Haiti.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S9aqu8rplTM/Sfh-6svdYAI/AAAAAAAAEBU/NFzhfJPP7PU/s1600-h/Haiti+096.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S9aqu8rplTM/Sfh-6svdYAI/AAAAAAAAEBU/NFzhfJPP7PU/s400/Haiti+096.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330149705900711938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is my new room in my new house.  It is pinkish peach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S9aqu8rplTM/Sfh-6oTvKYI/AAAAAAAAEBM/-7vhPx60lW4/s1600-h/IMGP3120.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S9aqu8rplTM/Sfh-6oTvKYI/AAAAAAAAEBM/-7vhPx60lW4/s400/IMGP3120.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330149704710695298" 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/6448564766412262164-8650282448658381425?l=sayfromaj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sayfromaj.blogspot.com/feeds/8650282448658381425/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sayfromaj.blogspot.com/2009/04/five-pictures-to-share.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6448564766412262164/posts/default/8650282448658381425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6448564766412262164/posts/default/8650282448658381425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sayfromaj.blogspot.com/2009/04/five-pictures-to-share.html' title='Five pictures to share'/><author><name>Gwenn Mangine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12738873414360887127</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S9aqu8rplTM/TSDml-Mu6GI/AAAAAAAAG_A/80Xzn145RR4/S220/new%2Bfavorite%2Bpicture'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S9aqu8rplTM/Sfh-6DlaTtI/AAAAAAAAEA0/obeZuu71zLg/s72-c/IMGP3208.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6448564766412262164.post-6284536840742744988</id><published>2009-04-28T10:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-28T10:38:13.720-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I moved to Haiti</title><content type='html'>Hello friends,&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I just moved to Haiti.  I can't wait to visit.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today I went to the beach.  I ate there too.  I ate salad, french fries, ketchup, and had some tomatoes in my salad.  I didn't eat my salad though because I didn't care for it.  Or my tomatoes.  So I just ate french fries and ketchup.  And there was a sandwich.  It was ham and cheese.  I didn't eat the bread because it had tomato juice on it.  And remember, I don't care for tomatoes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This afternoon I am going to take a little rest, write in my diary (I got a new diary yesterday-- it locks and everything!).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Our family got a new truck.  It is gold colored.  I got to ride in the back of the truck yesterday with my mom.  It was fun.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We also have a new house and I have my own room.  It is pinkish peach.  I like the color. I love my room.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now that we moved here to Haiti, we are going to try to update you every day.  I am sorry I haven't written in so long.  My mom got really busy and wouldn't help me.  I will take pictures too to show you our new life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bye bye for now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Love,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nia&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&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/6448564766412262164-6284536840742744988?l=sayfromaj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sayfromaj.blogspot.com/feeds/6284536840742744988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sayfromaj.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-moved-to-haiti.html#comment-form' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6448564766412262164/posts/default/6284536840742744988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6448564766412262164/posts/default/6284536840742744988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sayfromaj.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-moved-to-haiti.html' title='I moved to Haiti'/><author><name>Gwenn Mangine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12738873414360887127</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S9aqu8rplTM/TSDml-Mu6GI/AAAAAAAAG_A/80Xzn145RR4/S220/new%2Bfavorite%2Bpicture'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6448564766412262164.post-7049812036842041904</id><published>2009-02-21T14:53:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-21T14:56:45.693-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pics of Me and My Dad</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S9aqu8rplTM/SaCGUFhRqcI/AAAAAAAADWI/D7v1cxFADQs/s1600-h/IMGP1699.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S9aqu8rplTM/SaCGUFhRqcI/AAAAAAAADWI/D7v1cxFADQs/s400/IMGP1699.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305388040679696834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S9aqu8rplTM/SaCGdJ2PHMI/AAAAAAAADWo/Pyg23VZf-LI/s1600-h/IMGP1717.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S9aqu8rplTM/SaCGdJ2PHMI/AAAAAAAADWo/Pyg23VZf-LI/s400/IMGP1717.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305388196460174530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S9aqu8rplTM/SaCGUTPutNI/AAAAAAAADWg/WNqTskSIlKs/s1600-h/IMGP1710.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S9aqu8rplTM/SaCGUTPutNI/AAAAAAAADWg/WNqTskSIlKs/s400/IMGP1710.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305388044364199122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S9aqu8rplTM/SaCGUPMtOGI/AAAAAAAADWY/nqpfqSzNzww/s1600-h/IMGP1706.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S9aqu8rplTM/SaCGUPMtOGI/AAAAAAAADWY/nqpfqSzNzww/s400/IMGP1706.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305388043277776994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S9aqu8rplTM/SaCGULrcddI/AAAAAAAADWQ/3yzWjHOl4zI/s1600-h/IMGP1702.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S9aqu8rplTM/SaCGULrcddI/AAAAAAAADWQ/3yzWjHOl4zI/s400/IMGP1702.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305388042332960210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S9aqu8rplTM/SaCGT9pL_bI/AAAAAAAADWA/AqOl91KDpkU/s1600-h/IMGP1693.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S9aqu8rplTM/SaCGT9pL_bI/AAAAAAAADWA/AqOl91KDpkU/s400/IMGP1693.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305388038565395890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S9aqu8rplTM/SaCGdDNYT9I/AAAAAAAADWw/_FHd_R1p2ZI/s1600-h/IMGP1721.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S9aqu8rplTM/SaCGdDNYT9I/AAAAAAAADWw/_FHd_R1p2ZI/s400/IMGP1721.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305388194678198226" 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/6448564766412262164-7049812036842041904?l=sayfromaj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sayfromaj.blogspot.com/feeds/7049812036842041904/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sayfromaj.blogspot.com/2009/02/pics-of-me-and-my-dad.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6448564766412262164/posts/default/7049812036842041904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6448564766412262164/posts/default/7049812036842041904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sayfromaj.blogspot.com/2009/02/pics-of-me-and-my-dad.html' title='Pics of Me and My Dad'/><author><name>Gwenn Mangine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12738873414360887127</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S9aqu8rplTM/TSDml-Mu6GI/AAAAAAAAG_A/80Xzn145RR4/S220/new%2Bfavorite%2Bpicture'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S9aqu8rplTM/SaCGUFhRqcI/AAAAAAAADWI/D7v1cxFADQs/s72-c/IMGP1699.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6448564766412262164.post-3818900417728051441</id><published>2009-02-20T10:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-20T10:44:50.682-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Guest blogger: Gwenn. (My mom)</title><content type='html'>Hello blog readers, (as Nia is so fond of greeting you)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is Gwenn, Nia's mom.  I wanted to have a "guest blog" post on Nia's blog to explain a few things about why we're working on this project.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Nia is very artistic.  She loves to draw and paint and well, anything like that.  I thought this might be a fun new medium for her to explore.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Being that Nia is homeschooled, I thought this might be a cool, different way to teach her a bunch of different concepts... computer skills like typing and photo editing, yes, but also more basic things too...  Things like math, "Go find 5 things and line them up and take a picture."  Things like science, "Go take pictures of 6 things that are alive."  Things like creative writing, "Tell me the name of this picture."  etc. etc. etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;It's fun to see the world through the eyes of a 5 year old.  It's interesting to me the pictures she chooses to take.  It's funny sometimes and nauseating at others-- IMAGINE HAVING A REAR-END LEVEL KID TAKING PICS OF YOU AROUND THE CLOCK.  I feel like I have paparazzi.  I think it's going to be neat to see the regular "household" things she snaps pics of in Haiti.  I think that transition to her "new life" will be super-cool through the eyes of a kindergartener.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Nia is funny.  She doesn't try to be funny most of the time,  she just is.  She cracks Nick and I up every single day.  I love the way kids her age talk-- the expressions they use and the ways they try out their new language skills.  It's funny and super-cute.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I wanted to give her a project that was something special we could do together very often that wasn't something strictly academic.  I feel like we do a lot of the "boring" kind of school work together with me as her primary teacher, I also wanted something both of us looked forward to doing.  Since I am a pretty... ehm... "prolific" blogger, it seemed like a good fit.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, how much is Nia and how much is me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;The words.  It is honestly mostly Nia.  I do most of the typing at this point and she dictates.  Sometimes I will ask her a question to get a thought going, but all of the words I type are her words.  I try not to interject my opinion when she wants to name her posts, "Oh, hey!" "Oh, hi!" "Oh yes, hi!"  or when she wants to name every single picture starting with the word, "my." Which means that sometimes it will probably be not-so-clever or repetitive, but I wanted to try to let her find her own voice.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The pictures.  Unless I say so (like the pics of her in her "ball gowns") they are ALL taken by her.  100%.  She is particularly fond of self-portraits.  Together we download them, select several to use and then work on editing them together.  I will ask her what she wants to do with the pictures and we will work together until she thinks they look good.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The layout.  That's just blogger. :)  But she picked the templates and colors.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;So, blog readers, thanks for all your encouragement.  She LOVES seeing her "map" from where everyone lives, she LOVES hearing how many "hits" she has, and she LOVES getting new comments. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So long for now... And keep coming back.  And all my Haiti people out there-- keep coming back.  I think experiencing Haiti through Nia's eyes is going to give you the warm fuzzies...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With a grateful heart,&lt;br /&gt;Gwenn.  (Nia's Mom)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6448564766412262164-3818900417728051441?l=sayfromaj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sayfromaj.blogspot.com/feeds/3818900417728051441/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sayfromaj.blogspot.com/2009/02/guest-blogger-gwenn-my-mom.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6448564766412262164/posts/default/3818900417728051441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6448564766412262164/posts/default/3818900417728051441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sayfromaj.blogspot.com/2009/02/guest-blogger-gwenn-my-mom.html' title='Guest blogger: Gwenn. (My mom)'/><author><name>Gwenn Mangine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12738873414360887127</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S9aqu8rplTM/TSDml-Mu6GI/AAAAAAAAG_A/80Xzn145RR4/S220/new%2Bfavorite%2Bpicture'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6448564766412262164.post-2704979849240695453</id><published>2009-02-20T10:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-20T10:17:01.349-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hi.</title><content type='html'>Hello blog readers,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for voting on my blog.&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow night is the Daddy Daughter Ball. Since the white dress is the winner, I am going to wear the white dress. I will paint my fingernails the color of wine. I will have my mom take pictures and put them up here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a lot of pictures today.  Better look at all of them.  Because there's a lot of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"My brother, Grumpy Josiah, and my dad's hairy arm"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S9aqu8rplTM/SZ7yV0w9YQI/AAAAAAAADUo/0i1NddsZvns/s1600-h/101_0196.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S9aqu8rplTM/SZ7yV0w9YQI/AAAAAAAADUo/0i1NddsZvns/s400/101_0196.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304943867844190466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"My brother, Grumpy Josiah"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S9aqu8rplTM/SZ7yO_mfo_I/AAAAAAAADUg/UJyJm61xPUE/s1600-h/101_0223.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S9aqu8rplTM/SZ7yO_mfo_I/AAAAAAAADUg/UJyJm61xPUE/s400/101_0223.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304943750494004210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"Pirate Nico"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S9aqu8rplTM/SZ7yOtUJYvI/AAAAAAAADUY/EtSZQbQWamM/s1600-h/101_0193.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S9aqu8rplTM/SZ7yOtUJYvI/AAAAAAAADUY/EtSZQbQWamM/s400/101_0193.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304943745585210098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"My silly mommy"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S9aqu8rplTM/SZ7yOjOzImI/AAAAAAAADUQ/uFQckoD1Yek/s1600-h/101_0212.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S9aqu8rplTM/SZ7yOjOzImI/AAAAAAAADUQ/uFQckoD1Yek/s400/101_0212.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304943742878425698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Another picture of my silly mommy"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S9aqu8rplTM/SZ7yOi5RpCI/AAAAAAAADUI/wKaXUBZifLs/s1600-h/101_0208.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S9aqu8rplTM/SZ7yOi5RpCI/AAAAAAAADUI/wKaXUBZifLs/s400/101_0208.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304943742788150306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"The silly mommy of me"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S9aqu8rplTM/SZ7yOgn0wnI/AAAAAAAADUA/QnxkVCi8GmE/s1600-h/101_0206.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S9aqu8rplTM/SZ7yOgn0wnI/AAAAAAAADUA/QnxkVCi8GmE/s400/101_0206.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304943742178083442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Me.  Silly."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S9aqu8rplTM/SZ7x9eKsGjI/AAAAAAAADT4/WM2HBvQhYwA/s1600-h/101_0211.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S9aqu8rplTM/SZ7x9eKsGjI/AAAAAAAADT4/WM2HBvQhYwA/s400/101_0211.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304943449461234226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Me.  Another silly."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S9aqu8rplTM/SZ7x9Kq6P4I/AAAAAAAADTw/M92aXCu8_0Q/s1600-h/101_0210.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S9aqu8rplTM/SZ7x9Kq6P4I/AAAAAAAADTw/M92aXCu8_0Q/s400/101_0210.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304943444227669890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Green Mom and Me"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S9aqu8rplTM/SZ7x9OJYnoI/AAAAAAAADTo/_KB0Ee9giro/s1600-h/101_0198.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S9aqu8rplTM/SZ7x9OJYnoI/AAAAAAAADTo/_KB0Ee9giro/s400/101_0198.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304943445160795778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"Purpleish Blue Mom and Me"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S9aqu8rplTM/SZ7x9L3oUEI/AAAAAAAADTg/JwkWCNZnMKA/s1600-h/101_0200.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S9aqu8rplTM/SZ7x9L3oUEI/AAAAAAAADTg/JwkWCNZnMKA/s400/101_0200.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304943444549455938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Pinklish Purple Mom and Me"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S9aqu8rplTM/SZ7x9ID7lLI/AAAAAAAADTY/9wL1mRIB51I/s1600-h/101_0203.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S9aqu8rplTM/SZ7x9ID7lLI/AAAAAAAADTY/9wL1mRIB51I/s400/101_0203.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304943443527308466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My blog has a lot of pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;Nia&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6448564766412262164-2704979849240695453?l=sayfromaj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sayfromaj.blogspot.com/feeds/2704979849240695453/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sayfromaj.blogspot.com/2009/02/hi.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6448564766412262164/posts/default/2704979849240695453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6448564766412262164/posts/default/2704979849240695453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sayfromaj.blogspot.com/2009/02/hi.html' title='Hi.'/><author><name>Gwenn Mangine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12738873414360887127</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S9aqu8rplTM/TSDml-Mu6GI/AAAAAAAAG_A/80Xzn145RR4/S220/new%2Bfavorite%2Bpicture'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S9aqu8rplTM/SZ7yV0w9YQI/AAAAAAAADUo/0i1NddsZvns/s72-c/101_0196.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6448564766412262164.post-2498416519829237023</id><published>2009-02-18T07:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-18T07:24:18.726-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I am going to the Daddy/Daughter Ball!</title><content type='html'>Hello blog readers,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am going to the Daddy/Daughter Ball on Saturday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have three party dresses and I can't pick out which one.  I think my favorite one is the white one, but I have two other dresses that are good too.  (My mom took these pictures, I didn't take them because I am in them.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is the pink one.  Grandma bought this dress for me before Easter last year but I picked it out.  I am wearing my puffy slip underneath it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S9aqu8rplTM/SZwmumrLgrI/AAAAAAAADRo/uylYX7p-ZBY/s1600-h/IMGP1667.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S9aqu8rplTM/SZwmumrLgrI/AAAAAAAADRo/uylYX7p-ZBY/s400/IMGP1667.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304157043233096370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the white one.  This is the dress from Mint Jenny's wedding.  She is married to Josh now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S9aqu8rplTM/SZwmup8mH6I/AAAAAAAADRg/tZacEbI4aOg/s1600-h/IMGP1666.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S9aqu8rplTM/SZwmup8mH6I/AAAAAAAADRg/tZacEbI4aOg/s400/IMGP1666.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304157044111450018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my red one for me to wear for Christmas next year when I live in Haiti. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S9aqu8rplTM/SZwmuQOCoFI/AAAAAAAADRY/XEjdm-d1KnM/s1600-h/IMGP1665.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S9aqu8rplTM/SZwmuQOCoFI/AAAAAAAADRY/XEjdm-d1KnM/s400/IMGP1665.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304157037205299282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you please vote?  There is a vote posted on my blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;Nia&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6448564766412262164-2498416519829237023?l=sayfromaj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sayfromaj.blogspot.com/feeds/2498416519829237023/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sayfromaj.blogspot.com/2009/02/i-am-going-to-daddydaughter-ball.html#comment-form' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6448564766412262164/posts/default/2498416519829237023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6448564766412262164/posts/default/2498416519829237023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sayfromaj.blogspot.com/2009/02/i-am-going-to-daddydaughter-ball.html' title='I am going to the Daddy/Daughter Ball!'/><author><name>Gwenn Mangine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12738873414360887127</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S9aqu8rplTM/TSDml-Mu6GI/AAAAAAAAG_A/80Xzn145RR4/S220/new%2Bfavorite%2Bpicture'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S9aqu8rplTM/SZwmumrLgrI/AAAAAAAADRo/uylYX7p-ZBY/s72-c/IMGP1667.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6448564766412262164.post-2411804750025668903</id><published>2009-02-17T06:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-17T06:12:33.332-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My walk to the store</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S9aqu8rplTM/SZrFt-Ju9eI/AAAAAAAADRQ/-H6PJFS-zL0/s1600-h/101_0181.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S9aqu8rplTM/SZrFt-Ju9eI/AAAAAAAADRQ/-H6PJFS-zL0/s400/101_0181.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303768904750790114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S9aqu8rplTM/SZrFt0H0_fI/AAAAAAAADRI/BkaItg7sqi8/s1600-h/101_0166.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S9aqu8rplTM/SZrFt0H0_fI/AAAAAAAADRI/BkaItg7sqi8/s400/101_0166.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303768902058442226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S9aqu8rplTM/SZrFtocxTRI/AAAAAAAADRA/Xv7Gnt_CkGs/s1600-h/101_0165.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S9aqu8rplTM/SZrFtocxTRI/AAAAAAAADRA/Xv7Gnt_CkGs/s400/101_0165.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303768898925055250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S9aqu8rplTM/SZrFtkcbPvI/AAAAAAAADQ4/KZnGvYPN8Mg/s1600-h/101_0163.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S9aqu8rplTM/SZrFtkcbPvI/AAAAAAAADQ4/KZnGvYPN8Mg/s400/101_0163.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303768897849868018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S9aqu8rplTM/SZrFtRN1d2I/AAAAAAAADQw/dI6E8vVr48M/s1600-h/101_0156.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S9aqu8rplTM/SZrFtRN1d2I/AAAAAAAADQw/dI6E8vVr48M/s400/101_0156.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303768892688398178" 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/6448564766412262164-2411804750025668903?l=sayfromaj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sayfromaj.blogspot.com/feeds/2411804750025668903/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sayfromaj.blogspot.com/2009/02/my-walk-to-store.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6448564766412262164/posts/default/2411804750025668903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6448564766412262164/posts/default/2411804750025668903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sayfromaj.blogspot.com/2009/02/my-walk-to-store.html' title='My walk to the store'/><author><name>Gwenn Mangine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12738873414360887127</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S9aqu8rplTM/TSDml-Mu6GI/AAAAAAAAG_A/80Xzn145RR4/S220/new%2Bfavorite%2Bpicture'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S9aqu8rplTM/SZrFt-Ju9eI/AAAAAAAADRQ/-H6PJFS-zL0/s72-c/101_0181.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6448564766412262164.post-7670087982326988496</id><published>2009-02-13T07:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-13T07:59:44.370-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My dad found my camera, but my mom says she did.</title><content type='html'>Tonight I am going to stay up until TEN O'CLOCK with some of my friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some of the pictures that I took.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"My bathrobe hanging by the door"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S9aqu8rplTM/SZWXcZpZ_0I/AAAAAAAADOg/t-IeqrIJ20k/s1600-h/101_0024.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S9aqu8rplTM/SZWXcZpZ_0I/AAAAAAAADOg/t-IeqrIJ20k/s400/101_0024.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302310650475315010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The picture with reflections"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S9aqu8rplTM/SZWXccdgr4I/AAAAAAAADOY/hg93DV42LJ0/s1600-h/101_0035.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S9aqu8rplTM/SZWXccdgr4I/AAAAAAAADOY/hg93DV42LJ0/s400/101_0035.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302310651230728066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"The gym"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S9aqu8rplTM/SZWXcSbPq1I/AAAAAAAADOQ/jSr_1EhktN0/s1600-h/101_0056.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S9aqu8rplTM/SZWXcSbPq1I/AAAAAAAADOQ/jSr_1EhktN0/s400/101_0056.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302310648536869714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"The sun"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S9aqu8rplTM/SZWXQqb9X8I/AAAAAAAADOI/jdyJo3xACtU/s1600-h/101_0061.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S9aqu8rplTM/SZWXQqb9X8I/AAAAAAAADOI/jdyJo3xACtU/s400/101_0061.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302310448823885762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"My brother that's Nico"&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S9aqu8rplTM/SZWXQGDIKTI/AAAAAAAADN4/IsYMuxPGStw/s1600-h/101_0085.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S9aqu8rplTM/SZWXQGDIKTI/AAAAAAAADN4/IsYMuxPGStw/s400/101_0085.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302310439056058674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"My brother in the sunlight covering his eyes"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S9aqu8rplTM/SZWXP37Kt3I/AAAAAAAADNw/9oyEeo5aMbA/s1600-h/101_0088.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S9aqu8rplTM/SZWXP37Kt3I/AAAAAAAADNw/9oyEeo5aMbA/s400/101_0088.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302310435264575346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"My feet in the car in my new socks"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S9aqu8rplTM/SZWXP8ETLPI/AAAAAAAADNo/cGZTBvJFSxU/s1600-h/101_0097.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S9aqu8rplTM/SZWXP8ETLPI/AAAAAAAADNo/cGZTBvJFSxU/s400/101_0097.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302310436376620274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I will write some more later. Bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6448564766412262164-7670087982326988496?l=sayfromaj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sayfromaj.blogspot.com/feeds/7670087982326988496/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sayfromaj.blogspot.com/2009/02/my-dad-found-my-camera-but-my-mom-says.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6448564766412262164/posts/default/7670087982326988496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6448564766412262164/posts/default/7670087982326988496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sayfromaj.blogspot.com/2009/02/my-dad-found-my-camera-but-my-mom-says.html' title='My dad found my camera, but my mom says she did.'/><author><name>Gwenn Mangine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12738873414360887127</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S9aqu8rplTM/TSDml-Mu6GI/AAAAAAAAG_A/80Xzn145RR4/S220/new%2Bfavorite%2Bpicture'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S9aqu8rplTM/SZWXcZpZ_0I/AAAAAAAADOg/t-IeqrIJ20k/s72-c/101_0024.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6448564766412262164.post-2361792673178764205</id><published>2009-02-12T14:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-12T14:52:39.308-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh yes, hey!</title><content type='html'>I love Haitian Spaghetti.&lt;br /&gt;It's so good.&lt;br /&gt;You gotta try it.  Try it. Try it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is the &lt;a href="http://i-jat.blogspot.com/2008/10/haitian-spaghetti.html"&gt;recipe.&lt;/a&gt;  My dad will tell you how to make it because he makes it really good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what is Haitian Spaghetti?  It's spaghetti that Haitians eat.&lt;br /&gt;Somethings that are in it:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;really, really good&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;there's ketchup in it&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;there's hotdogs in it (if you want)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;and there is onions in it, but you don't really taste the onions that good&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;spaghetti&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;We're going to try to look for it but my camera is still missing.  Too bad for me.  I am not really that good of a parent to my camera.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;Nia&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6448564766412262164-2361792673178764205?l=sayfromaj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sayfromaj.blogspot.com/feeds/2361792673178764205/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sayfromaj.blogspot.com/2009/02/oh-yes-hey.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6448564766412262164/posts/default/2361792673178764205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6448564766412262164/posts/default/2361792673178764205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sayfromaj.blogspot.com/2009/02/oh-yes-hey.html' title='Oh yes, hey!'/><author><name>Gwenn Mangine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12738873414360887127</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S9aqu8rplTM/TSDml-Mu6GI/AAAAAAAAG_A/80Xzn145RR4/S220/new%2Bfavorite%2Bpicture'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6448564766412262164.post-7836693715697017014</id><published>2009-02-10T10:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-10T11:00:19.963-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sorry, no pictures today</title><content type='html'>Dear Blog Readers,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry there are no pictures today.  I can't find my camera.  I took a bunch of pictures yesterday.  A LOT of them.  But now I can't find it.  I will post the pictures when I find it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry.  I will try to be more responsible.  I gotta learn how to do that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;Nia&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6448564766412262164-7836693715697017014?l=sayfromaj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sayfromaj.blogspot.com/feeds/7836693715697017014/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sayfromaj.blogspot.com/2009/02/sorry-no-pictures-today.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6448564766412262164/posts/default/7836693715697017014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6448564766412262164/posts/default/7836693715697017014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sayfromaj.blogspot.com/2009/02/sorry-no-pictures-today.html' title='Sorry, no pictures today'/><author><name>Gwenn Mangine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12738873414360887127</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S9aqu8rplTM/TSDml-Mu6GI/AAAAAAAAG_A/80Xzn145RR4/S220/new%2Bfavorite%2Bpicture'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6448564766412262164.post-4970761315666729231</id><published>2009-02-08T11:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-08T11:37:47.196-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dear all of my friends,</title><content type='html'>Hi. I posted some pictures on my blog.  Come see them.  I am having a great time having a blog.  It's very fun.  If you don't have one, get one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to church and it was fun.  My grandma brought me to church.  I had a great time at her house.  I went to one service at church and I stayed for two nights and two days at my grandma's house.  I forgot to bring my camera with me but I took these pictures today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"My cake that I built out of dishes from my lunch"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S9aqu8rplTM/SY8y_YvbRrI/AAAAAAAADI8/G4a_g6sb35w/s1600-h/101_0018.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S9aqu8rplTM/SY8y_YvbRrI/AAAAAAAADI8/G4a_g6sb35w/s400/101_0018.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300511350992881330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"My lunch with grapes and a peanut butter and jelly sandwich"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S9aqu8rplTM/SY8y_dzzW5I/AAAAAAAADI0/FJqjt7IOjac/s1600-h/101_0014.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S9aqu8rplTM/SY8y_dzzW5I/AAAAAAAADI0/FJqjt7IOjac/s400/101_0014.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300511352353414034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"My dad with the food I ate for lunch"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S9aqu8rplTM/SY8y_EK7YbI/AAAAAAAADIs/4QRp67bTj4A/s1600-h/101_0010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S9aqu8rplTM/SY8y_EK7YbI/AAAAAAAADIs/4QRp67bTj4A/s400/101_0010.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300511345471087026" 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/6448564766412262164-4970761315666729231?l=sayfromaj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sayfromaj.blogspot.com/feeds/4970761315666729231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sayfromaj.blogspot.com/2009/02/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6448564766412262164/posts/default/4970761315666729231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6448564766412262164/posts/default/4970761315666729231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sayfromaj.blogspot.com/2009/02/blog-post.html' title='Dear all of my friends,'/><author><name>Gwenn Mangine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12738873414360887127</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S9aqu8rplTM/TSDml-Mu6GI/AAAAAAAAG_A/80Xzn145RR4/S220/new%2Bfavorite%2Bpicture'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S9aqu8rplTM/SY8y_YvbRrI/AAAAAAAADI8/G4a_g6sb35w/s72-c/101_0018.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6448564766412262164.post-8082643074278415382</id><published>2009-02-05T11:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-05T12:03:13.129-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh yes, hi!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;We are glad that you saw the pictures on my blog.  What we did is cleaned the lens on my camera, so the pictures after today should be clearer.  I didn't know you weren't supposed to touch that part and there might have been fingerprints on it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are the pictures I took last night night and today.  I am liking taking these pictures and having a blog.  I hope you are liking it too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"My doll with her hair sticking out"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S9aqu8rplTM/SYtDb5LSxFI/AAAAAAAADHM/iLI1Fc73v-8/s1600-h/100_3811.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S9aqu8rplTM/SYtDb5LSxFI/AAAAAAAADHM/iLI1Fc73v-8/s400/100_3811.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299403533015237714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"My glass stuff that is on the window"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S9aqu8rplTM/SYtDbvQUc_I/AAAAAAAADHE/Ojgur9eAhrI/s1600-h/100_3805.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S9aqu8rplTM/SYtDbvQUc_I/AAAAAAAADHE/Ojgur9eAhrI/s400/100_3805.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299403530351965170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"My dad's bouncy balls that we put in lamps"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S9aqu8rplTM/SYtDUq5byeI/AAAAAAAADG8/e1kesT3CkRE/s1600-h/100_3821.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S9aqu8rplTM/SYtDUq5byeI/AAAAAAAADG8/e1kesT3CkRE/s400/100_3821.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299403408923150818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"My mom's glass that we hanged by the window."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S9aqu8rplTM/SYtDUeYWRQI/AAAAAAAADG0/Ni2UEGB6bQI/s1600-h/100_3801.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S9aqu8rplTM/SYtDUeYWRQI/AAAAAAAADG0/Ni2UEGB6bQI/s400/100_3801.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299403405563151618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"My dad's castle that he built"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S9aqu8rplTM/SYtDUFjlN5I/AAAAAAAADGs/vnrfnic3YvE/s1600-h/100_3791.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S9aqu8rplTM/SYtDUFjlN5I/AAAAAAAADGs/vnrfnic3YvE/s400/100_3791.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299403398899382162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"My brother playing the drum"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S9aqu8rplTM/SYtDUNyl30I/AAAAAAAADGk/Rc_cfPs3IHA/s1600-h/100_3781.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S9aqu8rplTM/SYtDUNyl30I/AAAAAAAADGk/Rc_cfPs3IHA/s400/100_3781.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299403401109823298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"My dad and my brother sitting by the castle that my dad made"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S9aqu8rplTM/SYtDT9BaeVI/AAAAAAAADGc/CCgNJp5PW9U/s1600-h/100_3779.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S9aqu8rplTM/SYtDT9BaeVI/AAAAAAAADGc/CCgNJp5PW9U/s400/100_3779.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299403396608588114" 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/6448564766412262164-8082643074278415382?l=sayfromaj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sayfromaj.blogspot.com/feeds/8082643074278415382/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sayfromaj.blogspot.com/2009/02/oh-yes-hi.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6448564766412262164/posts/default/8082643074278415382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6448564766412262164/posts/default/8082643074278415382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sayfromaj.blogspot.com/2009/02/oh-yes-hi.html' title='Oh yes, hi!'/><author><name>Gwenn Mangine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12738873414360887127</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S9aqu8rplTM/TSDml-Mu6GI/AAAAAAAAG_A/80Xzn145RR4/S220/new%2Bfavorite%2Bpicture'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S9aqu8rplTM/SYtDb5LSxFI/AAAAAAAADHM/iLI1Fc73v-8/s72-c/100_3811.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6448564766412262164.post-9025873088601085458</id><published>2009-02-05T04:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-05T04:52:42.638-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I am an artist too.</title><content type='html'>This is a picture I made in school the week we were learning about octopi.&lt;br /&gt;I "painted" with paper like my Aunt Diana used to do.&lt;br /&gt;I made the painted papers with my grandmother, and then my mom helped me make the shapes for the picture.  I cut them all out and glued them on to make this lovely picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S9aqu8rplTM/SYrglMqUovI/AAAAAAAADF8/PPFp-mPvCxM/s1600-h/SCAN0020.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 290px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S9aqu8rplTM/SYrglMqUovI/AAAAAAAADF8/PPFp-mPvCxM/s400/SCAN0020.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299294841213330162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS-- The octopus legs are really my fingers.  My mom traced them.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6448564766412262164-9025873088601085458?l=sayfromaj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sayfromaj.blogspot.com/feeds/9025873088601085458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sayfromaj.blogspot.com/2009/02/i-am-artist-too.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6448564766412262164/posts/default/9025873088601085458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6448564766412262164/posts/default/9025873088601085458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sayfromaj.blogspot.com/2009/02/i-am-artist-too.html' title='I am an artist too.'/><author><name>Gwenn Mangine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12738873414360887127</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S9aqu8rplTM/TSDml-Mu6GI/AAAAAAAAG_A/80Xzn145RR4/S220/new%2Bfavorite%2Bpicture'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S9aqu8rplTM/SYrglMqUovI/AAAAAAAADF8/PPFp-mPvCxM/s72-c/SCAN0020.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6448564766412262164.post-453548372924405665</id><published>2009-02-04T15:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-04T15:25:12.862-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh hi!</title><content type='html'>This is Nia.  I love having a blog.  It's very fun.  Thank you guys for coming to my blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a fun day, but it was hard because I lost my camera. But then Nico found it. It was on the counter and we didn't even see it. My camera has my name on it. I would show you a picture of my camera but I can't take a picture of my own camera.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's my pictures for today.  I am going to start naming my pictures for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"Nico's pretend tantrum"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S9aqu8rplTM/SYoiyL3MgJI/AAAAAAAADEU/HEpugI8qRAs/s1600-h/100_3774.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S9aqu8rplTM/SYoiyL3MgJI/AAAAAAAADEU/HEpugI8qRAs/s400/100_3774.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299086157127909522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"Josiah eating the ice cream"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S9aqu8rplTM/SYoiyHYkJGI/AAAAAAAADEM/WzF1Z1ZSN48/s1600-h/100_3767.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 265px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S9aqu8rplTM/SYoiyHYkJGI/AAAAAAAADEM/WzF1Z1ZSN48/s400/100_3767.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299086155925693538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Josiah eating ice cream and sticking out his tongue"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S9aqu8rplTM/SYoix4B1vOI/AAAAAAAADEE/5ks20EHhGA0/s1600-h/100_3766.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S9aqu8rplTM/SYoix4B1vOI/AAAAAAAADEE/5ks20EHhGA0/s400/100_3766.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299086151803845858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"My fireplace door"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S9aqu8rplTM/SYoix-wR2JI/AAAAAAAADD8/BHR1dFvNs-w/s1600-h/100_3762.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S9aqu8rplTM/SYoix-wR2JI/AAAAAAAADD8/BHR1dFvNs-w/s400/100_3762.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299086153609238674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"me in my mom's glasses" (self-portrait)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S9aqu8rplTM/SYoixy1S-II/AAAAAAAADD0/z4xSudOLUic/s1600-h/100_3756.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S9aqu8rplTM/SYoixy1S-II/AAAAAAAADD0/z4xSudOLUic/s400/100_3756.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299086150409058434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See you next time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6448564766412262164-453548372924405665?l=sayfromaj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sayfromaj.blogspot.com/feeds/453548372924405665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sayfromaj.blogspot.com/2009/02/oh-hi.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6448564766412262164/posts/default/453548372924405665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6448564766412262164/posts/default/453548372924405665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sayfromaj.blogspot.com/2009/02/oh-hi.html' title='Oh hi!'/><author><name>Gwenn Mangine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12738873414360887127</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S9aqu8rplTM/TSDml-Mu6GI/AAAAAAAAG_A/80Xzn145RR4/S220/new%2Bfavorite%2Bpicture'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S9aqu8rplTM/SYoiyL3MgJI/AAAAAAAADEU/HEpugI8qRAs/s72-c/100_3774.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6448564766412262164.post-7422146121612376686</id><published>2009-02-03T07:29:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-03T07:30:48.843-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Today's pictures</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S9aqu8rplTM/SYhjEbWp0DI/AAAAAAAADC4/iSrxirT5ejA/s1600-h/100_3734.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S9aqu8rplTM/SYhjEbWp0DI/AAAAAAAADC4/iSrxirT5ejA/s400/100_3734.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298593889314787378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S9aqu8rplTM/SYhjESW5uQI/AAAAAAAADCw/yms8-A6U3xk/s1600-h/100_3743.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S9aqu8rplTM/SYhjESW5uQI/AAAAAAAADCw/yms8-A6U3xk/s400/100_3743.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298593886899910914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S9aqu8rplTM/SYhjEP41MSI/AAAAAAAADCo/lvLnPGDLO2U/s1600-h/100_3735.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S9aqu8rplTM/SYhjEP41MSI/AAAAAAAADCo/lvLnPGDLO2U/s400/100_3735.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298593886236913954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S9aqu8rplTM/SYhjEFydimI/AAAAAAAADCg/Ravq2Idb7WI/s1600-h/100_3720.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S9aqu8rplTM/SYhjEFydimI/AAAAAAAADCg/Ravq2Idb7WI/s400/100_3720.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298593883525843554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S9aqu8rplTM/SYhjECPnRDI/AAAAAAAADCY/gn3kfQ7XggY/s1600-h/100_3713.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S9aqu8rplTM/SYhjECPnRDI/AAAAAAAADCY/gn3kfQ7XggY/s400/100_3713.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298593882574373938" 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/6448564766412262164-7422146121612376686?l=sayfromaj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sayfromaj.blogspot.com/feeds/7422146121612376686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sayfromaj.blogspot.com/2009/02/todays-pictures.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6448564766412262164/posts/default/7422146121612376686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6448564766412262164/posts/default/7422146121612376686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sayfromaj.blogspot.com/2009/02/todays-pictures.html' title='Today&apos;s pictures'/><author><name>Gwenn Mangine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12738873414360887127</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S9aqu8rplTM/TSDml-Mu6GI/AAAAAAAAG_A/80Xzn145RR4/S220/new%2Bfavorite%2Bpicture'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S9aqu8rplTM/SYhjEbWp0DI/AAAAAAAADC4/iSrxirT5ejA/s72-c/100_3734.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6448564766412262164.post-2195700872621368074</id><published>2009-02-02T10:46:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-02T10:55:42.898-08:00</updated><title type='text'>This is my new blog.</title><content type='html'>Hello, my name is Nia.  I am five and my mom is helping me make a blog so I can share my pictures with you.  I got a camera and I like to take pictures and my mom is teaching me how to change them on the computer so they can look different.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My blog is called, Say, "Fromaj!"It was going to be called Say "Cheese!" I thought of that myself. But that was already taken. Fromaj is the word for cheese in Kreyol. That is what they speak in Haiti where I am moving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am doing this as a part of school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for looking.  Here's my first few pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S9aqu8rplTM/SYdAbsVEqjI/AAAAAAAAC-0/c_5Xs79X4VI/s1600-h/100_3682.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 286px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S9aqu8rplTM/SYdAbsVEqjI/AAAAAAAAC-0/c_5Xs79X4VI/s400/100_3682.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298274331124869682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S9aqu8rplTM/SYdAbDDREeI/AAAAAAAAC-U/hq2Dt4O1zJE/s1600-h/100_3641.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 286px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S9aqu8rplTM/SYdAbDDREeI/AAAAAAAAC-U/hq2Dt4O1zJE/s400/100_3641.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298274320044331490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S9aqu8rplTM/SYdAbe1HTNI/AAAAAAAAC-s/wi_lpjBZONs/s1600-h/100_3642.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S9aqu8rplTM/SYdAbe1HTNI/AAAAAAAAC-s/wi_lpjBZONs/s400/100_3642.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298274327501163730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S9aqu8rplTM/SYdAbX84-DI/AAAAAAAAC-k/M5m2z48JCO8/s1600-h/100_3678.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 285px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S9aqu8rplTM/SYdAbX84-DI/AAAAAAAAC-k/M5m2z48JCO8/s400/100_3678.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298274325654730802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S9aqu8rplTM/SYdAbcufyNI/AAAAAAAAC-c/nMw67SqSbXY/s1600-h/100_3668.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S9aqu8rplTM/SYdAbcufyNI/AAAAAAAAC-c/nMw67SqSbXY/s400/100_3668.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298274326936537298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S9aqu8rplTM/SYdBJjLwdJI/AAAAAAAAC-8/4uU7OW7mJyY/s1600-h/100_3668-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S9aqu8rplTM/SYdBJjLwdJI/AAAAAAAAC-8/4uU7OW7mJyY/s400/100_3668-1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298275118943859858" 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/6448564766412262164-2195700872621368074?l=sayfromaj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sayfromaj.blogspot.com/feeds/2195700872621368074/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sayfromaj.blogspot.com/2009/02/this-is-my-new-blog.html#comment-form' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6448564766412262164/posts/default/2195700872621368074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6448564766412262164/posts/default/2195700872621368074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sayfromaj.blogspot.com/2009/02/this-is-my-new-blog.html' title='This is my new blog.'/><author><name>Gwenn Mangine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12738873414360887127</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S9aqu8rplTM/TSDml-Mu6GI/AAAAAAAAG_A/80Xzn145RR4/S220/new%2Bfavorite%2Bpicture'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S9aqu8rplTM/SYdAbsVEqjI/AAAAAAAAC-0/c_5Xs79X4VI/s72-c/100_3682.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry></feed>
