<?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-126580393606272533</id><updated>2011-08-14T06:26:11.056-07:00</updated><category term='Special visitor -Diana'/><category term='Dogs'/><category term='Long Weekend'/><category term='Recycling'/><category term='Labour Day'/><category term='amam'/><title type='text'>Room 22</title><subtitle type='html'>Systems - where does it come from</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://room22stanhoperoadschool.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126580393606272533/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://room22stanhoperoadschool.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126580393606272533/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>room 22</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02189652331400638348</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WfSELHq0fuI/SRaZFFMYF6I/AAAAAAAAABM/Hkqc38y2qvk/S220/IMG_5786.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>162</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-126580393606272533.post-3650469020122828622</id><published>2009-11-12T12:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-12T13:15:19.379-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thank you letter to Mrs Coshuis by Nadith</title><content type='html'>Dear Mrs Coshuis &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for bringing us luscious cupcakes on Tuesday.We liked the cupcakes and other things that you bought. You bought happiness,friendship and joyful.I think you are very dependable at bible teachings and you talking about jesus. You spoiled us by bringing lovely stuff. Your always a very caring person every time you come. I think you are very appealing on bible teachings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yours sincerely &lt;br /&gt;Nadith&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/126580393606272533-3650469020122828622?l=room22stanhoperoadschool.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://room22stanhoperoadschool.blogspot.com/feeds/3650469020122828622/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=126580393606272533&amp;postID=3650469020122828622' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126580393606272533/posts/default/3650469020122828622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126580393606272533/posts/default/3650469020122828622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://room22stanhoperoadschool.blogspot.com/2009/11/thank-you-letter-to-mrs-coshuis-by.html' title='Thank you letter to Mrs Coshuis by Nadith'/><author><name>room 22</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02189652331400638348</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WfSELHq0fuI/SRaZFFMYF6I/AAAAAAAAABM/Hkqc38y2qvk/S220/IMG_5786.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-126580393606272533.post-9069682075372911887</id><published>2009-11-04T11:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-04T12:59:52.449-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Michael Jackson This is it By Ayrton</title><content type='html'>On Sunday my family and I went to the movies.  We watched Michael Jackson's This is it.  I knew we were going to have an outstanding time.  When we collected our tickets we asked if if could have money to go to the games.  Then my brother and I went to play a game.  My brother won a toy from the movie G-force.  Later we walked into the cinemas.  When we entered we saw a monstrous screen.  As we were watching the movie we were eating delicious popcorn.  My  favourite part was when Michael Jackson was singing all of his songs.  My  family thought that it was the best movie ever.  In the film Michael Jackson was rehearsing for a concert in London.  Michael Jackson is a fantastic dancer and he is a great singer. He is the King of Pop.  Michael Jackson did some phenomenal dancing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/126580393606272533-9069682075372911887?l=room22stanhoperoadschool.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://room22stanhoperoadschool.blogspot.com/feeds/9069682075372911887/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=126580393606272533&amp;postID=9069682075372911887' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126580393606272533/posts/default/9069682075372911887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126580393606272533/posts/default/9069682075372911887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://room22stanhoperoadschool.blogspot.com/2009/11/michael-jackson-this-is-it-by-ayrton.html' title='Michael Jackson This is it By Ayrton'/><author><name>room 22</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02189652331400638348</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WfSELHq0fuI/SRaZFFMYF6I/AAAAAAAAABM/Hkqc38y2qvk/S220/IMG_5786.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-126580393606272533.post-1489845490507902790</id><published>2009-10-29T15:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-29T16:35:33.470-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Weekend By Jacob</title><content type='html'>On sunday I played soccer.  When I was playing I ran to  the other team.  I got the ball. I went down the side and crossed it to Vincent but he missed.  Then the goalkeeper was not good at  kicking so he kicked it straight to me.  I scored a cool goal.  I repeated  that. It was 2-0.  Vincent crossed it to me and I got a goal.  It  was 3-0.  Then it  was full time.  Then I went  home I watched t.v I was watching Liverpool vs Manchester united.  Liverpool got a goal by Fernando Torres. It was 1-0 and in the 63 minute they got a goal.  He got past the goalkeeper and tapped the ball in the goal and Liverpool won the game.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/126580393606272533-1489845490507902790?l=room22stanhoperoadschool.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://room22stanhoperoadschool.blogspot.com/feeds/1489845490507902790/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=126580393606272533&amp;postID=1489845490507902790' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126580393606272533/posts/default/1489845490507902790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126580393606272533/posts/default/1489845490507902790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://room22stanhoperoadschool.blogspot.com/2009/10/weekend-by-jacob.html' title='The Weekend By Jacob'/><author><name>room 22</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02189652331400638348</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WfSELHq0fuI/SRaZFFMYF6I/AAAAAAAAABM/Hkqc38y2qvk/S220/IMG_5786.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-126580393606272533.post-346895519305365826</id><published>2009-10-29T15:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-29T16:17:47.356-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Panmure Basin By Ayrton</title><content type='html'>Last Saturday early in the morning my family and I went for a run around the Panmure Basin.  We went in my dad's car with our bikes at the back.  My brother and I rode on our bikes while my parents were running.  We went around the basin twice.  The part I hated the most was when we went up a giant hill.  I had to get off my bike and push it up.  After I got up the hill I was tired.  The part I enjoyed the most was crossing the bridge because I felt like I was riding on air.  When I got on the bridge first I thought it was going to break but it didn't and I felt relieved.  The second time I went around I didn't feel afraid.  Next time we go I am going to run.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/126580393606272533-346895519305365826?l=room22stanhoperoadschool.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://room22stanhoperoadschool.blogspot.com/feeds/346895519305365826/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=126580393606272533&amp;postID=346895519305365826' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126580393606272533/posts/default/346895519305365826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126580393606272533/posts/default/346895519305365826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://room22stanhoperoadschool.blogspot.com/2009/10/panmure-basin-by-ayrton.html' title='Panmure Basin By Ayrton'/><author><name>room 22</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02189652331400638348</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WfSELHq0fuI/SRaZFFMYF6I/AAAAAAAAABM/Hkqc38y2qvk/S220/IMG_5786.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-126580393606272533.post-5523921671354687872</id><published>2009-10-29T15:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-29T16:41:11.727-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Davids story in the weekend</title><content type='html'>On Friday after school I stayed at my aunties house. We were watching tv. We watched Sky high.It was a super hero movie. My favourite part was when the boy got his powers and through the fire boy across the room.Then the next day me and my auntie went to her work.I felt excited.then when we got there we saw her friend Ana. When I was playing on the computer I needed to go to the bathroom. So I went. When I came back I played on the computer. It was star wars. It was so cool. After I was a little bit hungrey. So my auntie gave me A pie and some grain waves. After that I played super Mario. Mario got               bigger and bigger.Then later on we were going to get a drink from the machine.When we got there it had no drinks in it.Then I played sonic on the computer. Me and my auntie                                                    played each other. Then we had to go back home. I felt exhausted. When we got there I had a sandwich and went to bed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/126580393606272533-5523921671354687872?l=room22stanhoperoadschool.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://room22stanhoperoadschool.blogspot.com/feeds/5523921671354687872/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=126580393606272533&amp;postID=5523921671354687872' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126580393606272533/posts/default/5523921671354687872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126580393606272533/posts/default/5523921671354687872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://room22stanhoperoadschool.blogspot.com/2009/10/davids-story-in-weekend.html' title='Davids story in the weekend'/><author><name>room 22</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02189652331400638348</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WfSELHq0fuI/SRaZFFMYF6I/AAAAAAAAABM/Hkqc38y2qvk/S220/IMG_5786.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-126580393606272533.post-7892652393957444090</id><published>2009-10-29T14:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-29T16:02:39.373-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My trip to Wellington By Izabella</title><content type='html'>On Friday we wnt to Wellington .When we goot there we went to Belmont hills because that's where our holiday house is.There awas a swing,a trampoline and sky TV.I felt gleeful.Then I went inside the bedroom and I thought there were three bedroom but there was only1 bedroom.My mum said that the boys will sleep in the living room.Me and Megan said "Hooray".Nextwe had dinner.I had rice and beef.It was scrumptious.After that we brushed our teeth  then went to sleep.The next morning we went to petone to visit our friend.After that we went to Mt Victoria lookout.It was very high and I nearly fell down.After that we went to the filipino celebretion.We got quite bored so we went back to our friends house to have dinner.We went back to our teeth then went to sleep.The next splendid morning we went to Te Papa museum.Then I saw the enormous collosal squid.Next we went to the museum shop.I bought a necklace with my name on it and a mathing earing.It cost $20.Next we went to a room and we took a picture of our selve on the screen then we put it in the big TV screen.Next we went to the beach to have a picnic.I ate fish and rice.It was apetizing.After that we went back to our friends house to have dinner.After tat we went back to the holiday house brushed our teeth then went to sleep.The next morning we went back to Auckland.It was sad when we had to go back to Auckland but it doesn't matter because I had fun any way.I hope we come back next year.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/126580393606272533-7892652393957444090?l=room22stanhoperoadschool.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://room22stanhoperoadschool.blogspot.com/feeds/7892652393957444090/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=126580393606272533&amp;postID=7892652393957444090' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126580393606272533/posts/default/7892652393957444090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126580393606272533/posts/default/7892652393957444090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://room22stanhoperoadschool.blogspot.com/2009/10/my-trip-to-wellington-by-izabella.html' title='My trip to Wellington By Izabella'/><author><name>room 22</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02189652331400638348</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WfSELHq0fuI/SRaZFFMYF6I/AAAAAAAAABM/Hkqc38y2qvk/S220/IMG_5786.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-126580393606272533.post-728425729923432313</id><published>2009-10-29T13:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-29T16:05:23.857-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My  trip to Christ church by Suhaila</title><content type='html'>Last Thursday my family and I went to Christchurch.It took us an hour to find a hotel.We saw the famous Avon river.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to a shoe shop in the city.We went there because my mother wanted a new shoe.We walked around the city.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mum found a game place.She wanted to play pool.My brother and I went to the kids side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was really disappointed that we had to go back to Auckland.When the plane took of my ear was hurting.Finally glory came to &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me.I jumed of and got the bags and went home.It was a cool day!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/126580393606272533-728425729923432313?l=room22stanhoperoadschool.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://room22stanhoperoadschool.blogspot.com/feeds/728425729923432313/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=126580393606272533&amp;postID=728425729923432313' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126580393606272533/posts/default/728425729923432313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126580393606272533/posts/default/728425729923432313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://room22stanhoperoadschool.blogspot.com/2009/10/my-trip-to-christ-church-by-suhaila.html' title='My  trip to Christ church by Suhaila'/><author><name>room 22</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02189652331400638348</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WfSELHq0fuI/SRaZFFMYF6I/AAAAAAAAABM/Hkqc38y2qvk/S220/IMG_5786.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-126580393606272533.post-2832697718179391179</id><published>2009-10-29T13:52:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-29T16:03:28.857-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Uncle's house by Devante</title><content type='html'>On Friday  we went to our uncle's house .  we dropped off our stuff at his house .Then my mum dropped us off at Mel's work Then we had a little walk around town when she was finished we walked back  to the work place Then we went to a place  where she got changed.  Then we stared walking to the Vector  arena when we got there it was fill of people playing video and sport games. But we had to eat our ice block first and we had to chew our food down the first thing we went on was the soccer games. Then we  played  a football kicking game we had to kick a ball over the post the last and final game we played on the electronic wii .  When it was time to go we went to see the lights on the town hall because they changed the telecom sign there were all sorts of colours on the side.  The we walked half way back we cached a taxi  all the way back to the house but we did not pay him all the money we were so post  to pay him but we still got away with it .  The  next  day we got to play on the x-box  I played gun it is a r13 game but we are still aloud to play it . Then our uncle woke up and so did Mel woke up and made us some hot chocolate . The next day we had to go home But we still had a great time at our uncle's house.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/126580393606272533-2832697718179391179?l=room22stanhoperoadschool.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://room22stanhoperoadschool.blogspot.com/feeds/2832697718179391179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=126580393606272533&amp;postID=2832697718179391179' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126580393606272533/posts/default/2832697718179391179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126580393606272533/posts/default/2832697718179391179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://room22stanhoperoadschool.blogspot.com/2009/10/uncles-house-by-devante.html' title='Uncle&apos;s house by Devante'/><author><name>room 22</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02189652331400638348</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WfSELHq0fuI/SRaZFFMYF6I/AAAAAAAAABM/Hkqc38y2qvk/S220/IMG_5786.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-126580393606272533.post-3076346003942582911</id><published>2009-10-29T13:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-29T13:52:42.037-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My trip to Wellington.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/126580393606272533-3076346003942582911?l=room22stanhoperoadschool.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://room22stanhoperoadschool.blogspot.com/feeds/3076346003942582911/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=126580393606272533&amp;postID=3076346003942582911' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126580393606272533/posts/default/3076346003942582911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126580393606272533/posts/default/3076346003942582911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://room22stanhoperoadschool.blogspot.com/2009/10/my-trip-to-wellington.html' title='My trip to Wellington.'/><author><name>room 22</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02189652331400638348</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WfSELHq0fuI/SRaZFFMYF6I/AAAAAAAAABM/Hkqc38y2qvk/S220/IMG_5786.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-126580393606272533.post-1479847150456460465</id><published>2009-10-29T13:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-29T15:48:37.923-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Weekend By Justin</title><content type='html'>On Sunday I woke up and watched tv. After, I had breakfast. It was drab when I cleaned the room. I had to do the dishes with my brother. Then I asked my mum if I can playstation annd she said "yes". My brother was still doing the dishes and I was still playing the playstation. I was playing the crash of the titans. It was fouhtless. After I asked if my brother if he wanted to play. &lt;br /&gt;He said "no". When I got a diffrent person he wanted to play. After it froze and we were waiting there for ages. It was tedious.&lt;br /&gt;After I restarted it and then it did not work. I tried and it still did not work. I spent about half an hour trying to make it work. Then I made boiled eggs and I had to make my sisters one too. My sister made her one fancey my one was just normel. It was scrumptious. Next we watched tv and we were watching all about you. My mum said Ihad to have a shower. I kept on saying "later". Next my sister cooked dinner because she did not want to do the dishes. I had to have a shower too. Then we watched the simpsons. Next my favourite show was on wipeout. It was a astounding day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/126580393606272533-1479847150456460465?l=room22stanhoperoadschool.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://room22stanhoperoadschool.blogspot.com/feeds/1479847150456460465/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=126580393606272533&amp;postID=1479847150456460465' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126580393606272533/posts/default/1479847150456460465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126580393606272533/posts/default/1479847150456460465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://room22stanhoperoadschool.blogspot.com/2009/10/weekend-by-justin.html' title='The Weekend By Justin'/><author><name>room 22</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02189652331400638348</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WfSELHq0fuI/SRaZFFMYF6I/AAAAAAAAABM/Hkqc38y2qvk/S220/IMG_5786.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-126580393606272533.post-8370514421171943703</id><published>2009-10-29T13:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-29T14:10:22.883-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My cousin By Ayrton</title><content type='html'>Yesterday my cousin came over to play.  My cousin's name is Nathaniel and he is ten years old.  His favourite sport is rugby league.  He lives in Mangere.  He plays for the same rugby league team as me.  First we went to play playstation.  We competed in Jungle party.  Every time one of us won we would shake hands.  Some times when I won the would get disgruntled at me.  I felt upset.  Later I switched to the playstation 3.  Later it got tedious. I returned to play with my brother and cousin.  Next when we finished playing they went to watch tv.  I changed the game.  I played Smackdown vs Raw.  They came back and my brother and I started arguring about what game to play.  So we decieded to kerp playing Smackdown vs Raw.  Later my cousin's mum came to get my cousin.  My favourite time  with him was when we all played touch together.  We had loads of fun.  After he went we turned the playstation off.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/126580393606272533-8370514421171943703?l=room22stanhoperoadschool.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://room22stanhoperoadschool.blogspot.com/feeds/8370514421171943703/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=126580393606272533&amp;postID=8370514421171943703' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126580393606272533/posts/default/8370514421171943703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126580393606272533/posts/default/8370514421171943703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://room22stanhoperoadschool.blogspot.com/2009/10/my-cousin-by-ayrton.html' title='My cousin By Ayrton'/><author><name>room 22</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02189652331400638348</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WfSELHq0fuI/SRaZFFMYF6I/AAAAAAAAABM/Hkqc38y2qvk/S220/IMG_5786.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-126580393606272533.post-1099156226765885401</id><published>2009-10-29T13:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-29T13:50:10.182-07:00</updated><title type='text'>going to the fight by Rawiri</title><content type='html'>On Friday we went hamilton to see the fight of the centrey. David Tua punched Shane Camron twenty-two times. Then Shane Camron got knocked out. After the fight David tua went to burgur king. Later we went home. then i played the game. then i&lt;br /&gt;watched televison. After i went to have dinner. After dinner i went to watch televison again. After that we watched&lt;br /&gt;movies. First we watched disaster movie. Then we watched transformers reveng of the fallen. Then we finely went to&lt;br /&gt;bed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/126580393606272533-1099156226765885401?l=room22stanhoperoadschool.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://room22stanhoperoadschool.blogspot.com/feeds/1099156226765885401/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=126580393606272533&amp;postID=1099156226765885401' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126580393606272533/posts/default/1099156226765885401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126580393606272533/posts/default/1099156226765885401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://room22stanhoperoadschool.blogspot.com/2009/10/going-to-fight-by-rawiri.html' title='going to the fight by Rawiri'/><author><name>room 22</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02189652331400638348</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WfSELHq0fuI/SRaZFFMYF6I/AAAAAAAAABM/Hkqc38y2qvk/S220/IMG_5786.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-126580393606272533.post-5290946440944760037</id><published>2009-10-22T16:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-22T16:43:40.614-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Finau</title><content type='html'>Dear kelly I was prowed of you and my favourite par when yuo take shilpa to like the cheer leader and went to got mrs fischur and mrs fischur was so prowed of shilpa .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/126580393606272533-5290946440944760037?l=room22stanhoperoadschool.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WfSELHq0fuI/SRaZFFMYF6I/AAAAAAAAABM/Hkqc38y2qvk/S220/IMG_5786.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-126580393606272533.post-8971393344525573198</id><published>2009-10-22T14:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-22T16:34:36.904-07:00</updated><title type='text'>diwali by bryon</title><content type='html'>On Saturday we had diwali,at night I was lighting all of the candles and sparkles.I should've let my cousin come over to our houes to play with us.My brother was so excited to play with the fireworks.Then suddenly our friends come over to our houes &lt;br /&gt;and we had to pack up all of the sparkles and the firworks I was sad that we had to pack up all the fireworks and the sparkles &lt;br /&gt;But atlist it was still diwali my brother was in the bed because he was clod.We had dinnier our friends I liked eating roost &lt;br /&gt;chicken.I felt like I could eat the whole chicken.After dinner I went to watch tv with my friends.My friends wanted to watch cartoonnet work.We watched dragon ball Z my frienda liked watching   fighting.Then suddenly there mum said lets go home.Then we had to go to sleep.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/126580393606272533-8971393344525573198?l=room22stanhoperoadschool.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://room22stanhoperoadschool.blogspot.com/feeds/8971393344525573198/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=126580393606272533&amp;postID=8971393344525573198' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126580393606272533/posts/default/8971393344525573198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126580393606272533/posts/default/8971393344525573198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://room22stanhoperoadschool.blogspot.com/2009/10/diwali-by-bryon.html' title='diwali by bryon'/><author><name>room 22</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02189652331400638348</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WfSELHq0fuI/SRaZFFMYF6I/AAAAAAAAABM/Hkqc38y2qvk/S220/IMG_5786.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-126580393606272533.post-2191831027541970905</id><published>2009-10-22T14:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-22T16:42:44.772-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ambury Park Farm BY Daenah</title><content type='html'>On sunday we went to church. When we entered the church I heard loud sounds. We had to wait and wait again. I was so bored. At last they announced the kids to go up stairs. There were fun games. When the church was finished we went to Ambury park Farm. I was very excited. The first thing we did was ride the tractor. It was shaky. It was a long ride. Afterwards we walked again, because we finished riding the tractor. We saw two cows surrounded  by people. There was a paper, then my mum said write your guess about the weight.I wrote 800Kg then my dad guessed was 700Kg. The next thing we did was go and see the dog. the dog was big and cute and the man said this dog is only two years old. Then he said that dog is a chuawa. We saw Anjo . Then my brother said I am tired i want to sit. When he saw the bouncey castle he said "can I go on the bouncey castle?"But it's one dollar if Daenah want to come too it is two dollars. So mum said okay. So we went. When we finished the race my brother said it's appalling because he said he bumped his head. At least we had about 20 times. Then we went back to the guess the weight of the cows. My mum's friend heard that I was the winner. My mum said I was adorable.  I have a very nice day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/126580393606272533-2191831027541970905?l=room22stanhoperoadschool.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://room22stanhoperoadschool.blogspot.com/feeds/2191831027541970905/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=126580393606272533&amp;postID=2191831027541970905' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126580393606272533/posts/default/2191831027541970905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126580393606272533/posts/default/2191831027541970905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://room22stanhoperoadschool.blogspot.com/2009/10/ambury-park-farm-by-daenah.html' title='Ambury Park Farm BY Daenah'/><author><name>room 22</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02189652331400638348</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WfSELHq0fuI/SRaZFFMYF6I/AAAAAAAAABM/Hkqc38y2qvk/S220/IMG_5786.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-126580393606272533.post-3616677796425174125</id><published>2009-10-22T14:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-22T17:05:03.006-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Sensational holidays  by Susan</title><content type='html'>On Tuesday my friends and I all went to Mcdoanlds. We were so hungry. We ate alot of food. Then this boy was really annoying.We got so angry at him that I told my dad and he growled at him.He ran away.Later we went into the car. We were so excited and happy because we were going to Rainbowsend.  I had alot of fun.  Our first ride was the pirate ship we went on that ride 7 times. It was so cool.  Later we went and ate.It was so cool I ate 5 chips and was full later. Wee went to the movies. We ate 3 large popcorns and 3 fantas we watched G_force .It was so tender and compassionate.  When we finished the movie we were chalky and tired. Later we dropped my friends. Then me and my dad went home.   We were just in time to hear about that my dad's dad was in hospital because he fainted.  We were so distressed and dejected.  My dad ran into the room and wept I felt him so crushed I went into the room and hugged him and we started weeping .Then we enjoyed the rest of the night.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/126580393606272533-3616677796425174125?l=room22stanhoperoadschool.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://room22stanhoperoadschool.blogspot.com/feeds/3616677796425174125/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=126580393606272533&amp;postID=3616677796425174125' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126580393606272533/posts/default/3616677796425174125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126580393606272533/posts/default/3616677796425174125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://room22stanhoperoadschool.blogspot.com/2009/10/sensational-holidays-by-susan.html' title='The Sensational holidays  by Susan'/><author><name>room 22</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02189652331400638348</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WfSELHq0fuI/SRaZFFMYF6I/AAAAAAAAABM/Hkqc38y2qvk/S220/IMG_5786.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-126580393606272533.post-1345315689141867238</id><published>2009-10-22T14:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-22T16:53:27.229-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Shilpa diwali celebration</title><content type='html'>On Saturday my family and I celebrated diwali. We got dressed into beautiful and shiney indian costumes. they were real heavy indian costumes. At 7.35 my two cousins came and my aunty and my uncle came and celebrated with us. On the same day it was my cousin sisters birthday. She was turning three. In our muslim language we call our cousin sisters boo boo. It sounds funny but we dont because thats how we talk. for our cousin brothers we just call them by there names. We celebrated by giving them some indian sweets and snacks to eat. At quarter to eight we had to do a indian praya so they had to wait. It took 1 hole hour. It was so boring that I didn`t understand one single word. I was so discontented because my sister burnt me on my hand. After the prayer we had some food. We had jackfruit curry,chicken curry and some chatni. Then all the kids came in my room to watch some tv. My cousin brother Uzair said could I please watch cars on tv 2 and I said of corse you can. It was cars that continued from the first movie.to him it was an extraordinary. He was depressed and deressed because he did`t get to see the hole movie. He was really really unhappy when he went back to his home. after that we packed up everything then we finally went to bed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/126580393606272533-1345315689141867238?l=room22stanhoperoadschool.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://room22stanhoperoadschool.blogspot.com/feeds/1345315689141867238/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=126580393606272533&amp;postID=1345315689141867238' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126580393606272533/posts/default/1345315689141867238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126580393606272533/posts/default/1345315689141867238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://room22stanhoperoadschool.blogspot.com/2009/10/shilpa-diwali-celebration.html' title='Shilpa diwali celebration'/><author><name>room 22</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02189652331400638348</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WfSELHq0fuI/SRaZFFMYF6I/AAAAAAAAABM/Hkqc38y2qvk/S220/IMG_5786.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-126580393606272533.post-1048466204160116517</id><published>2009-10-15T17:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-19T01:18:41.493-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Holidays By Bryon</title><content type='html'>Yesterday my mum and dad's friends came over to have a BBQ with us. They had one boy and one girl.The boy was little and the girl was the same size as me.I made 11 planes for them and the boy didn’t want a plane but he asked me if he could have one. For dinner we had curry duck and BBQ and gravy lamb.It was so so delicious.  After dinner me and my brother and the boy we went to play  Gears  of war2 and Smack down vs Raw.  In Gears of war2 we were on the 41 level.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/126580393606272533-1048466204160116517?l=room22stanhoperoadschool.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://room22stanhoperoadschool.blogspot.com/feeds/1048466204160116517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=126580393606272533&amp;postID=1048466204160116517' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126580393606272533/posts/default/1048466204160116517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126580393606272533/posts/default/1048466204160116517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://room22stanhoperoadschool.blogspot.com/2009/10/holidays-by-bryon.html' title='The Holidays By Bryon'/><author><name>room 22</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02189652331400638348</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WfSELHq0fuI/SRaZFFMYF6I/AAAAAAAAABM/Hkqc38y2qvk/S220/IMG_5786.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-126580393606272533.post-2275209885246532593</id><published>2009-10-15T17:02:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-15T17:03:29.851-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The holidays By Izabella</title><content type='html'>During the holidays we went to a garage sale.I got a brand new Nintendo gameboy with 8 games for $27.After that we went to Pammure Fresh Supermarket to buy some fruits and vegtables.&lt;br /&gt;Then we went to Pack n’ Save to do some grocery. After that we went home to drop the grocery.Then we went to Auckland City Hospital to visit my uncle.My uncle was at the Hospital  because there was a problem with his kidney.So we gave him apples and bananas to keep him healthy.T felt  crushed for him.After 15 minutes because we were only allowed to stay until 8 o’clock. So we went home and had dinner.We ate rice and an appetizing beef steak.It was lusciuos.Then I took my medicine,brushed my teeth then went to sleep.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/126580393606272533-2275209885246532593?l=room22stanhoperoadschool.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://room22stanhoperoadschool.blogspot.com/feeds/2275209885246532593/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=126580393606272533&amp;postID=2275209885246532593' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126580393606272533/posts/default/2275209885246532593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126580393606272533/posts/default/2275209885246532593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://room22stanhoperoadschool.blogspot.com/2009/10/holidays-by-izabella_2734.html' title='The holidays By Izabella'/><author><name>room 22</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02189652331400638348</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WfSELHq0fuI/SRaZFFMYF6I/AAAAAAAAABM/Hkqc38y2qvk/S220/IMG_5786.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-126580393606272533.post-8374435937723864527</id><published>2009-10-15T16:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-15T17:20:10.477-07:00</updated><title type='text'>In the holidays</title><content type='html'>In the holidays i was really sick and it was terrible.It was on friday morning i wake up and my tummy felt reallllly bad.It didn’t feel really great.I stood up and went to the bathroom and i started to spew.After tha i went down stairs to see if my parents were awake.They were still asleep.I felt tired to so i got a blanket and put it over me and then i went to sleep.My parents&lt;br /&gt;woke up and they saaw me sleeping.my dad woke up because he wanted to go to the toilet.My mum woke up because my dad woke up.After that i was awake and then my mum said,why did you come down stairs sleepinglike a misrabal girl.I said that i got out of bed and then went to the bathroom and up like an unconscious sick little girl.My cousins came down stairs.They turned on the tv and watched.It was fourty five but then my little brother changed the channel to fourty two.My baby sister started crying so my brother had to change it back.My little brother called her a soocky bubu.My cousin laughed and laughed until tears were coming out of her eyes.It was getting night time and i still felt sick.My mum told me if i wanted to eat and i said yes.After that my dad came with some food.My mum told my dad to go and by some Mc Donalds so my dad and i hoped in the car and drove.While he was driving he told me if i wanted to eat Burger King or Mc Donalds.I said Burger King because it was the closest food shop near our house.When he was ordering my Burger King i spew up in the car.Then i had to take of my jumper and put it down next to the chair i was sitting on.Then we went back home and i was busy eating my Burger King.When i got inside i went up sairs to go and change my pants because it was wet.My cousins thought that i pead my pants but i didn't,it was my spew.Later on i went down stairs and ate my chips.Then my cousins had to go home.My sister told me if she could have some of my burger so i gave it to her .My big sister took the other half.Then i finished.Then i went to sleep up stairs.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/126580393606272533-8374435937723864527?l=room22stanhoperoadschool.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WfSELHq0fuI/SRaZFFMYF6I/AAAAAAAAABM/Hkqc38y2qvk/S220/IMG_5786.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-126580393606272533.post-366376137486878632</id><published>2009-10-15T16:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-01T19:03:07.337-08:00</updated><title type='text'>In the holidays By Limal</title><content type='html'>In the holidays I went to Hoyts at Sylviar Park.When we got there we booked 4 tickets for Up in 3D for Tiffany, her mum, my mum and me.Then it was time for the movie.So we went to the ticket lady and gave our tickets.Then she asked us if we are going to the 3D Up.We said “yes”.She said that the normal one is on so we had to wait for a 1hour.Then Tiffany’s mum said that we should go to the book store until the movie starts.So we agreed.The book store was just next to the movies.I went to the comic zone at the book store.I got a book out called Garfield.It was really funny.my favourite was when John kicked Garfield out of the house.After I went to the Krash zone.I bought a Krash book and Tiffany bought a DMAG book.I got a cheat code book and a cover for my cards.Tiffany got a mini connect four and a bat with a ball stuck on to it.Then it was time for the movie.When we got inside we went to our seats and sat down and we waited.I was hypractive.Then the movie started.It started when Mr Fedrickson was in the movies.The next part was when he was old.Then Russel came and knocked on the door.But Mr Fedrickson said "go away" to Russel.My favourite part  was the ending.I had a tremendous time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/126580393606272533-366376137486878632?l=room22stanhoperoadschool.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://room22stanhoperoadschool.blogspot.com/feeds/366376137486878632/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WfSELHq0fuI/SRaZFFMYF6I/AAAAAAAAABM/Hkqc38y2qvk/S220/IMG_5786.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-126580393606272533.post-6212882997703033888</id><published>2009-10-15T16:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-22T16:17:00.130-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I went to Whangarei By Jordan</title><content type='html'>On Saturday me and my brother went to Whangarei our mum and dad droped us off.At my cousin's house and wathced the David Tua shane cameron fight David Tua gave Shane Cameron a black eye In the second round  it took 7 minute.  In Whangarei I went to the pools It was crazy The wases were huge We had take-aways. It was sensational.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/126580393606272533-6212882997703033888?l=room22stanhoperoadschool.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://room22stanhoperoadschool.blogspot.com/feeds/6212882997703033888/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=126580393606272533&amp;postID=6212882997703033888' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126580393606272533/posts/default/6212882997703033888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126580393606272533/posts/default/6212882997703033888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://room22stanhoperoadschool.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-went-to-whangarei.html' title='I went to Whangarei By Jordan'/><author><name>room 22</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02189652331400638348</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WfSELHq0fuI/SRaZFFMYF6I/AAAAAAAAABM/Hkqc38y2qvk/S220/IMG_5786.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-126580393606272533.post-1688623408311247945</id><published>2009-10-15T15:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-15T15:46:48.885-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Going to my brother's game by Rawiri</title><content type='html'>On saturday I watched televison and played the game. After we went to take my brother to his game. they v.s ellersle. After the&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;game we went back home. When we got home we had dinner. After that we watched movie's. harry potter six, mall cop, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;transfourmer's two, and splinter. then we went to bed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/126580393606272533-1688623408311247945?l=room22stanhoperoadschool.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://room22stanhoperoadschool.blogspot.com/feeds/1688623408311247945/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=126580393606272533&amp;postID=1688623408311247945' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126580393606272533/posts/default/1688623408311247945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126580393606272533/posts/default/1688623408311247945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://room22stanhoperoadschool.blogspot.com/2009/10/going-to-my-brothers-game-by-rawiri.html' title='Going to my brother&apos;s game by Rawiri'/><author><name>room 22</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02189652331400638348</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WfSELHq0fuI/SRaZFFMYF6I/AAAAAAAAABM/Hkqc38y2qvk/S220/IMG_5786.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-126580393606272533.post-1045805145749752233</id><published>2009-10-15T14:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-15T15:34:13.061-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Nikau Caves By Ayrton</title><content type='html'>Last Friday my brother and I went to the Nikau Caves.  It took an hour and ten minutes I felt excited to go to the  Nikau Caves.  The first thing I had to do was put a helmet on and get a torch.  When I arrived at the caves the instuctor told us to turn our torches on.  As we were walking, the rocks got slippery.  Later I saw lots of glow worms.  When I looked up they appeared like lots of tiny stars.  We had to crawl ten metres on our stomachs.  It was freezing.  One of the girls was crying because the instuctor said there were alligators.  He was joking.  After we finished I felt relieved.  When we returned to Cafe I was starving.  On the way back backI fell asleep.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/126580393606272533-1045805145749752233?l=room22stanhoperoadschool.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://room22stanhoperoadschool.blogspot.com/feeds/1045805145749752233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=126580393606272533&amp;postID=1045805145749752233' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126580393606272533/posts/default/1045805145749752233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126580393606272533/posts/default/1045805145749752233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://room22stanhoperoadschool.blogspot.com/2009/10/nikau-caves-by-ayrton.html' title='Nikau Caves By Ayrton'/><author><name>room 22</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02189652331400638348</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WfSELHq0fuI/SRaZFFMYF6I/AAAAAAAAABM/Hkqc38y2qvk/S220/IMG_5786.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-126580393606272533.post-2842935282184844785</id><published>2009-10-15T13:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-22T15:28:50.534-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Missing Girl By Ayrton</title><content type='html'>Last week on tuesday 6 October in West Auckland a two year old girl went missing from 7 longburn street.  Her name was Aisling Symes.  She was with her mother and when she was not looking she left the house.  The police, friends and family were trying to find her.  They were searching for a week.  Finally they found her in a storm hole near the house.  Now the police have ivestigated what has happened.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/126580393606272533-2842935282184844785?l=room22stanhoperoadschool.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://room22stanhoperoadschool.blogspot.com/feeds/2842935282184844785/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=126580393606272533&amp;postID=2842935282184844785' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126580393606272533/posts/default/2842935282184844785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126580393606272533/posts/default/2842935282184844785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://room22stanhoperoadschool.blogspot.com/2009/10/missing-girl-by-ayrton-fariu.html' title='Missing Girl By Ayrton'/><author><name>room 22</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02189652331400638348</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WfSELHq0fuI/SRaZFFMYF6I/AAAAAAAAABM/Hkqc38y2qvk/S220/IMG_5786.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-126580393606272533.post-1118070745543496731</id><published>2009-10-15T13:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-15T13:48:07.909-07:00</updated><title type='text'>About the holidays</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/126580393606272533-1118070745543496731?l=room22stanhoperoadschool.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://room22stanhoperoadschool.blogspot.com/feeds/1118070745543496731/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=126580393606272533&amp;postID=1118070745543496731' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126580393606272533/posts/default/1118070745543496731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126580393606272533/posts/default/1118070745543496731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://room22stanhoperoadschool.blogspot.com/2009/10/about-holidays.html' title='About the holidays'/><author><name>room 22</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02189652331400638348</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WfSELHq0fuI/SRaZFFMYF6I/AAAAAAAAABM/Hkqc38y2qvk/S220/IMG_5786.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-126580393606272533.post-4718487870006719552</id><published>2009-10-15T13:45:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-15T14:10:31.158-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Holidays by Devante</title><content type='html'>On Tuesday it was my Nana's   birthday.  We went to her house celebrate her birthday. When everyone got there  got there we stared doing some preys then we all went home .  Next week we went up north we stopped at half way when our nana and papa came we got in there car and drove up it toke a long time to get there . When we got there we went into the lounge and there was a lcd tv we went into the games    and stared playing games .The next day it was the spring fair that was the day my mum came up we helped bring in all the stuff When we were finished we went to the spring fair .It was great .  Next we got a hot dog. Then we had to go back home .OUr dad was happy to see us and that was the end of my holiday.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/126580393606272533-4718487870006719552?l=room22stanhoperoadschool.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://room22stanhoperoadschool.blogspot.com/feeds/4718487870006719552/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=126580393606272533&amp;postID=4718487870006719552' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126580393606272533/posts/default/4718487870006719552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126580393606272533/posts/default/4718487870006719552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://room22stanhoperoadschool.blogspot.com/2009/10/holidays-by-devante.html' title='Holidays by Devante'/><author><name>room 22</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02189652331400638348</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WfSELHq0fuI/SRaZFFMYF6I/AAAAAAAAABM/Hkqc38y2qvk/S220/IMG_5786.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-126580393606272533.post-4905329401453874517</id><published>2009-10-15T13:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-15T15:08:39.545-07:00</updated><title type='text'>David's holiday</title><content type='html'>In the holidays I went to Tonga.I felt thrilled.when I got there I saw my mum.my mum missed me.When I got to their house I saw my Dad sleeping.He was tired so I did not wake him up.So I slept with him.In the morning I got up and said "hi" to my cousins.Then he wanted to play so I got my ball out.When we were playing passing one of         his Tongan friends came and played.I was satisfied when we were playing.We were playing          touch.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/126580393606272533-4905329401453874517?l=room22stanhoperoadschool.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://room22stanhoperoadschool.blogspot.com/feeds/4905329401453874517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=126580393606272533&amp;postID=4905329401453874517' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126580393606272533/posts/default/4905329401453874517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126580393606272533/posts/default/4905329401453874517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://room22stanhoperoadschool.blogspot.com/2009/10/davids-holiday.html' title='David&apos;s holiday'/><author><name>room 22</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02189652331400638348</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WfSELHq0fuI/SRaZFFMYF6I/AAAAAAAAABM/Hkqc38y2qvk/S220/IMG_5786.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-126580393606272533.post-7122854452990632084</id><published>2009-10-15T13:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-22T16:17:46.517-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lost treasure of the red indians by Nadith</title><content type='html'>Long ago the red indians lived in the Amazon jungle. They builded there only pyramid me is 6,000 people in his kingdom.He had to protect his treasure or it will be lost.So he made a treasure chest and a key he put all his treasure in the chest. One day a hurricane striked the jungle 5,000 people went in the pyramid but 1,000 people were stuck outside. Lightning flashed and struck the pyramid so many times and the people outside died. The lightning struked  the pyramid and rocks from the pyramid bursted out to the river. The top of the pyramid was gone and lightning struked everywhere.So the king got his treasure chest  and went outside the pyramid and put it down the river. When the king tried to come back to the pyramid ,a lightning struked the kings leg and it was obnoxious because one of his leg was cut to two pieces. Now he couldn't run. So he tried to crawl  ,so he crawled and crawled until he came to the pyramid. When his wife saw him crawling and his leg cut his wife fainted and the king died. When the king died the people tried to get out but it was too late the bricks from the pyramid fell down and killed all the people in the pyramid. After in 1966 two boys lived in New York. In school the two boys learned about history of south america. One day the boys read the disaster for the red indians. Because a hurricane killed them. Then the boys read about the  lost treasure of the red indians. The tallest boy said "Iam going to find the lost treasure "the small boy said"Me too".So they took of to the amazon jungle from New York.It was sandy and misty.They went with a jeep to the forest and found the river.They got out their swim suits and put them on and went down the river for hours finally they found some big rocks.The tall boy said"This must be the place where the disaster was "so they came up and saw the pyramid destroyed. When they came inside it was full of bricks,first they saw the skeleton of the king. Anybody else skeleton was covered with bricks. The boys were looking  for the treasure but  they didn't. The tallest one thought it might have gone the river. They went to the river again and swim down the river until they find the treasure. They found a symbol on a rock. Behind the rock was a key it was the key to the treasure but thy didn't find the treasure. The small boy pushed a rock down then they fell down to a another world it was the underworld. The small boy saw a chest the small boy called out "look there's the treasure!"The tall boy went near the chest he got the key out of his pocket. He put the key in the chest and opened it. It was full of ruby's,diamonds and quartz. They tried to go out but it was a hollow cave. There was no way out only up the cave they didn't find a rope. They looked in the treasure chest they found a rope in the chest they tied it on a tree. The small boy climbed the rope first then the tall boy climbed up with the treasure. They got up and went on the jeep went back to the airport and went back to New York. They gave the treasure to the museum and became famous and lived happily ever after.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/126580393606272533-7122854452990632084?l=room22stanhoperoadschool.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://room22stanhoperoadschool.blogspot.com/feeds/7122854452990632084/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=126580393606272533&amp;postID=7122854452990632084' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126580393606272533/posts/default/7122854452990632084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126580393606272533/posts/default/7122854452990632084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://room22stanhoperoadschool.blogspot.com/2009/10/lost-treasure-of-red-indians-by-nadith.html' title='Lost treasure of the red indians by Nadith'/><author><name>room 22</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02189652331400638348</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WfSELHq0fuI/SRaZFFMYF6I/AAAAAAAAABM/Hkqc38y2qvk/S220/IMG_5786.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-126580393606272533.post-5031316358447715808</id><published>2009-09-23T16:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-23T16:30:07.525-07:00</updated><title type='text'>By Jacob The missing keys</title><content type='html'>22&lt;br /&gt;Jacob&lt;br /&gt;Narrative&lt;br /&gt;On a sunny day two boys went to the shops, to buy some equipment for their base, they made it for their friends. They  made it a long time ago, it was getting worn out by the weather, but it still looked amazing, and it was!. The next day I went to school it was my day for news. I brought the keys from the base. I talked to the class after when I reached into my pocket to get the keys they were gone it was empty. The boys wound not be happy with me. How could I explain that I had lost them. I ran home and watched T.V in a very bad mood, I went to bed. In the morning I still felt very bad, I miss a day off school. I looked everywhere for the keys but I couldn’t find them anywhere, I decided to go back to school to search for the keys. I will check with my teacher to see if anyone has found them, at school I didn't eat my lunch because I was to upset to eat. We had assembly the teacher had some items in lost property that children had lost.  I was exceptionally excited to think my keys would be in the bag however it was Tims bag, I mean Tims bag was important but not as important as the base keys. When I arrived home and decided to retrace my steps starting with walking to school. As I recapped I discovered that instead of placing the keys in my pocket I had put them in my school bag and to my astonishment, I found the keys in my lunch box. If only I had not been so upset yesterday I would have found them then.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/126580393606272533-5031316358447715808?l=room22stanhoperoadschool.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://room22stanhoperoadschool.blogspot.com/feeds/5031316358447715808/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=126580393606272533&amp;postID=5031316358447715808' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126580393606272533/posts/default/5031316358447715808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126580393606272533/posts/default/5031316358447715808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://room22stanhoperoadschool.blogspot.com/2009/09/by-jacob-missing-keys.html' title='By Jacob The missing keys'/><author><name>room 22</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02189652331400638348</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WfSELHq0fuI/SRaZFFMYF6I/AAAAAAAAABM/Hkqc38y2qvk/S220/IMG_5786.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-126580393606272533.post-123114385361105713</id><published>2009-09-23T14:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-23T16:15:47.845-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The missing wallet By Devante</title><content type='html'>One day a boy named John moved to the city . John thought it was a fine day to go to the park. So he got his wallet and stared walking to the park When he was about to leave his mother  said were are you going and John said park and his mum said ok After a while he got thirsty  Then he stopped at the shop to  get a coke So he stared counting up his money to see how much he had He just had  the right coins to  get it When he had payed for it he stared drinking as soon as he got out of the shop because &lt;br /&gt;he was very thirsty Soon he got there and he was sleepy  So he sat down  on the bench and fell asleep  When he did his wallet fell out under the seat . When he woke up he just stared walking  back   When he got back his wallet was not in his pocket So  he stared making posters of the wallet and the person who found the wallet would get a trip to the goaled coast .The wallet had credit  card  and passport.When a person saw   a poster he went to the seat and he looked under the seat and there it was his name was David  .He walked to  Johns house He got there and John opened the door and he was so happy to see his wallet and David said I will be better off with out the trip and they lived happily ever after&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/126580393606272533-123114385361105713?l=room22stanhoperoadschool.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://room22stanhoperoadschool.blogspot.com/feeds/123114385361105713/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=126580393606272533&amp;postID=123114385361105713' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126580393606272533/posts/default/123114385361105713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126580393606272533/posts/default/123114385361105713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://room22stanhoperoadschool.blogspot.com/2009/09/missing-wallet-by-devante.html' title='The missing wallet By Devante'/><author><name>room 22</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02189652331400638348</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WfSELHq0fuI/SRaZFFMYF6I/AAAAAAAAABM/Hkqc38y2qvk/S220/IMG_5786.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-126580393606272533.post-8218070720231652272</id><published>2009-09-17T16:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-18T00:20:21.012-07:00</updated><title type='text'>THE LOST NECKLACE by Ayrton</title><content type='html'>A long time ago on a cloudy day a young boy was walking home after school.  As he was strolling he heard a suspicious noise. He tripped up on a slippery stone.  Suddenly he heard footsteps coming closer and closer.  The boy was too sore to get up.  It was the school bully. The bully was tall, big and strong. The bully grabbed him by the t-shirt.  As he was grabbing at   the boy, he used his bag to block him from grabbing something special.  It was a diamond necklace. The bully grabbed his jewellery and tossed it in to the deep dark forest.  In the deep dark forest a fed up old man lived in a cottage house.  He was fed up because he got fired.  Because the owner thought he was not good enough. He heard broken glass, and he went to see what had happened.  Later he found the boy’s jewellery.  The old man picked it up and was wondering who had lost it.    &lt;br /&gt;Meanwhile the young boy put up reward posters for his jewellery.  He put it on poles and walls.  The old man decided to go for a walk.  He saw the poster.  Then he ran as fast as he could to get the jewellery.  Next he looked for the young boy but unfortunately he couldn’t find him.  So he followed all the posters until finally he found the boy and gave him his jewellery.  The boy was thrilled.  So the boy ran quickly home to get the reward.  He gave the reward to the old man then he walked back home.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/126580393606272533-8218070720231652272?l=room22stanhoperoadschool.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://room22stanhoperoadschool.blogspot.com/feeds/8218070720231652272/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=126580393606272533&amp;postID=8218070720231652272' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126580393606272533/posts/default/8218070720231652272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126580393606272533/posts/default/8218070720231652272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://room22stanhoperoadschool.blogspot.com/2009/09/lost-necklace.html' title='THE LOST NECKLACE by Ayrton'/><author><name>room 22</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02189652331400638348</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WfSELHq0fuI/SRaZFFMYF6I/AAAAAAAAABM/Hkqc38y2qvk/S220/IMG_5786.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-126580393606272533.post-5261800053565322255</id><published>2009-08-13T22:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-17T03:49:18.866-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Kidnapped By Limal</title><content type='html'>On Saturday a boy who had spicky red hair, red eyes, tall, thin and strong went to a camping area.The camping area had lots a lot tents, playgrouds, a riverto swim in, shops, heaps of people and a hotel.It was a huge place.First his parents sorted out the big tent whichhad 3 bedrooms.The boy went to the colourful playground while his parents were setting up the tent.But his parents said to be back by half n hour.The boy said "okay" and rushed down to the playground.It was a huge playground.First he went on the slide then he went on the swing.He was tired for a while.Then he stood up and went on play swing again.He was like a playing machine.He only had five minutes left to keep on playing.But he thought that he could play for more than five minutes.Suddenly two kiddnappers rushed through a bush and grabbed the boy.The kiddnappers had black masks on their faces.They rushed to their car and drove away.The boy's parents were really worried so they went to the police statioa  and spoke to an officer.When the boy was in the car he was tied up.Luckly the boy rememmbered where they were going.It was half a mile.Finnally the kidnappers got to the safehouse with the boy.It was 9.00 pm at night.They left a knife on the floor.The boy picked up the knife and took it up to his hands.He cut the rope so it got loose and he got out of the tied rope.Then he ran back to the camping area.His parents were very happy to see him.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/126580393606272533-5261800053565322255?l=room22stanhoperoadschool.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://room22stanhoperoadschool.blogspot.com/feeds/5261800053565322255/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=126580393606272533&amp;postID=5261800053565322255' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126580393606272533/posts/default/5261800053565322255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126580393606272533/posts/default/5261800053565322255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://room22stanhoperoadschool.blogspot.com/2009/08/kidnapped-by-limal.html' title='Kidnapped By Limal'/><author><name>room 22</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02189652331400638348</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WfSELHq0fuI/SRaZFFMYF6I/AAAAAAAAABM/Hkqc38y2qvk/S220/IMG_5786.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-126580393606272533.post-36042739184944648</id><published>2009-08-11T14:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-11T14:51:37.266-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Geting lost By Jordan</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/126580393606272533-36042739184944648?l=room22stanhoperoadschool.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WfSELHq0fuI/SRaZFFMYF6I/AAAAAAAAABM/Hkqc38y2qvk/S220/IMG_5786.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-126580393606272533.post-8665540798564020309</id><published>2009-08-09T19:19:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-11T14:41:30.404-07:00</updated><title type='text'>keeping our self safe by Rawiri</title><content type='html'>An old man was fishing in the boat with his friend.A child was drowning in the water his name was kevin.  but    he was  still&lt;br /&gt;drowning but his parents did not know  he was drowning. then the old man called for help. Then the lifeguard saw them.&lt;br /&gt;Then the lifeguard called the boat to get kevin the old man was still calling for help then his parents did not know where kevin was then the lifeguard was telling them that kevin is drowning in the sea. Then the life boat came then the lifeguard&lt;br /&gt;jumped in the sea to save kevin. Then the old man was driveing the life boat so the lifeguard can put the boy in the boat. then they drove back to shore. then the lifeguard took him to his parents. Then the parents said thankyou for saveing kevin.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/126580393606272533-8665540798564020309?l=room22stanhoperoadschool.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://room22stanhoperoadschool.blogspot.com/feeds/8665540798564020309/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=126580393606272533&amp;postID=8665540798564020309' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126580393606272533/posts/default/8665540798564020309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126580393606272533/posts/default/8665540798564020309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://room22stanhoperoadschool.blogspot.com/2009/08/keeping-our-self-safe-by-rawiri.html' title='keeping our self safe by Rawiri'/><author><name>room 22</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02189652331400638348</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WfSELHq0fuI/SRaZFFMYF6I/AAAAAAAAABM/Hkqc38y2qvk/S220/IMG_5786.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-126580393606272533.post-1725970460944201947</id><published>2009-08-09T19:14:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-27T15:18:10.088-07:00</updated><title type='text'>LOST AT THE BEACH by Nadith</title><content type='html'>One day a boy and his friend went to the beach. The boy's dad said "Don't go too far from me"  Then the boys went to swim and forgot what their dad said. They had gone too far away so that the lifeguard didn't see the two boys swimming too far away. The boy's dad was horrified when he couldn't see them. They were drowning and the boys couldn't swim back. The lifeguard boat came and the lifeguard saw them drowning. But the waves were too strong for the boat to come near them. So the lifeguard went back to the land and tried to call the helicopter.  He tried to call the helicopter but the phone was dead. Then he asked people to give their mobile phones but the people said no. Next he said "IT'S AN EMERGENCY!"  Then the people gave their mobile phones.  He called the helicopter and said  "we are coming to  help."  The helicopter came and found the boys.  They  were  lost.  The men in the helicopter dropped two ropes to the boys  .After,a big wave pulled them aside  .When they were pulled aside the two boys tried to get the ropes but it was too slippery.  So they tied the ropes together like a swing and they held on to the ropes and said  "Pull us up now!!"  So they were pulled them up saefly.   When the men wereon the helicopter they gave them two towels to keep them warm. Then they were ticking their teeth like a clock!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/126580393606272533-1725970460944201947?l=room22stanhoperoadschool.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://room22stanhoperoadschool.blogspot.com/feeds/1725970460944201947/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=126580393606272533&amp;postID=1725970460944201947' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126580393606272533/posts/default/1725970460944201947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126580393606272533/posts/default/1725970460944201947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://room22stanhoperoadschool.blogspot.com/2009/08/lost-at-beach-by-nadith.html' title='LOST AT THE BEACH by Nadith'/><author><name>room 22</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02189652331400638348</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WfSELHq0fuI/SRaZFFMYF6I/AAAAAAAAABM/Hkqc38y2qvk/S220/IMG_5786.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-126580393606272533.post-621420973516499985</id><published>2009-08-09T19:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-11T14:31:44.416-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My keeping our self safe story By Izabella</title><content type='html'>One wonderful day a girl called Kirsten went to her friend Krystal's house.  Kirsten asked Krystal if they should go to the mall. Krystal said'' sure but I have to asked my dad first ''. So they asked Krystal's dad if they could go to the mall.. He said'' Yes ''. So  they went off and walked down the street to get to the mall. Then two strange kidnappers who got out of  jail were following them. Then Kirsten and Krystal started running but the two strangers who got out of jail kept following them. Then when they got to the mall Kirsten and Krystal went into a shop called John's grocery store and asked the shopkeeper [Jonh] if they could hide.         John asked what's happening? Krystal and Kirsten explained that they were getting chased by 2 strange kidnappers who got out of jail. So John called the police. When the police got to the mall they saw the 2 strange kidnappers and aressted them again. A constable called Paul took the girls home and the girls was safe.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/126580393606272533-621420973516499985?l=room22stanhoperoadschool.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://room22stanhoperoadschool.blogspot.com/feeds/621420973516499985/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=126580393606272533&amp;postID=621420973516499985' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126580393606272533/posts/default/621420973516499985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126580393606272533/posts/default/621420973516499985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://room22stanhoperoadschool.blogspot.com/2009/08/my-keeping-our-self-safe-story-by.html' title='My keeping our self safe story By Izabella'/><author><name>room 22</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02189652331400638348</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WfSELHq0fuI/SRaZFFMYF6I/AAAAAAAAABM/Hkqc38y2qvk/S220/IMG_5786.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-126580393606272533.post-6494030536566536235</id><published>2009-08-05T16:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-05T17:19:05.059-07:00</updated><title type='text'>On Friday  by Kaloni Fifita</title><content type='html'>On Friday my cousins came over to my new house wich we live in.I felt really happy when they arrived because it was boring at &lt;br /&gt;home.They brought food with them.Ana brought Tim Tam to eat.Mausali brought bisutes with a star in the middle.Inside the biscutes was jam.I never thought he would share his biscutes but he did.Benny brought circle biscutes.They all shared it with us but I didn't want any because I knew my dad would come with some food.Later on we wated tv.We wathed Rataloullie but Inever thought we were aloud watch tv .I felt happy.Rataloullie  is a very amazing ccartoon.Then the phone rang.My mum got it and it was my dad.He asked us what we wanted to eat.We chose K.F.C but my mum said" no".So we said chicken and chips.Then she said to my dad to buy chicken and chips.After that my dad came back with nothing in his hands.Then he went again and when he went he came back.I saw his hands and on his hands were Burger King.He had a bunch of drinks,a bunch of burgers and a bunch of chips too.After that we rushed onto the table and chose our own food.What I had was a drink,a burger, and a packet of &lt;br /&gt;chips.That food was super delicious.When the food was finished we all went in my room and sang songs.After that they were tired but they still sand.I said that they had a beautiful voice.Later on they were going home.They all said that they"re going home because it was their mum and dad's annirversary day.So they all went out side and said good bye.Then we went in side the house and went up stairs and slept for tomorrow.It was the best day of m y life.They are fun and funny too.I felt really joyful and when they laugh,they make me want to laugh too.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/126580393606272533-6494030536566536235?l=room22stanhoperoadschool.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://room22stanhoperoadschool.blogspot.com/feeds/6494030536566536235/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=126580393606272533&amp;postID=6494030536566536235' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126580393606272533/posts/default/6494030536566536235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126580393606272533/posts/default/6494030536566536235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://room22stanhoperoadschool.blogspot.com/2009/08/on-friday-by-kaloni-fifita.html' title='On Friday  by Kaloni Fifita'/><author><name>room 22</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02189652331400638348</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WfSELHq0fuI/SRaZFFMYF6I/AAAAAAAAABM/Hkqc38y2qvk/S220/IMG_5786.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-126580393606272533.post-6046238007512276286</id><published>2009-08-05T16:21:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-05T16:41:28.029-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My astonishing Saturday by Izabella</title><content type='html'>On Saturday morning I woke up and made my parents a remarkable parents.  I made them coffee and toast. My parents felt enchanted. Next we took a then brushed our teeth. Then we dressed up in our clothes. Then we went to the dentist. After the dentist checked my teeth they gave me a tooth brush and a tooth paste. I felt astounding. Next my dad went to play basketball. The winner was my dad's team. After his game we went home to pick up our mum to go shopping. So went to Sylvia park to go   to cotton on kids to buy my shoes then we went to Pack n' Save to buy food. After that we went to our friend's house to have dinner. We had rice and pork. Then we played a card game called Tongits.After a game of tongits we went home to watch TV . aaaater I watched TV I brushed my teth then went to sleep.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/126580393606272533-6046238007512276286?l=room22stanhoperoadschool.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://room22stanhoperoadschool.blogspot.com/feeds/6046238007512276286/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=126580393606272533&amp;postID=6046238007512276286' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126580393606272533/posts/default/6046238007512276286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126580393606272533/posts/default/6046238007512276286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://room22stanhoperoadschool.blogspot.com/2009/08/my-astonishing-saturday-by-izabella.html' title='My astonishing Saturday by Izabella'/><author><name>room 22</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02189652331400638348</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WfSELHq0fuI/SRaZFFMYF6I/AAAAAAAAABM/Hkqc38y2qvk/S220/IMG_5786.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-126580393606272533.post-6236601987556603175</id><published>2009-08-05T16:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-05T17:20:28.668-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Shilpa- Diary story</title><content type='html'>On Saturday my family and I went to Hunters Plaza. We had a marvellous time. When I walked in to that mall I felt shy and kind of scared because it was like a  new mall to me. It was a big mall too. My mum wanted to go to burger king because she didn't have any breakfast and she was starving. Then my dad said 'hold" on we just got in the 'mall". Next my mum said 'ok" then. Then my sister got really desperit because she wanted to go to the toilet Then my mum said 'Simi" you have to first wait for 'dad". Then my sister said 'I`m" desperite to go to the toilet. Then my mum said 'alright" 'then".after that we went to burger king.My mum was  relived because she was starving. Then we went to wendy's (ice cream). We bought it and it was delicious. We all had chocolate. After that we all went to Indian Arts And Crafts.We bought alot of stuff from there. There was jelwery,clothes and mens t shirt. I got three bangles.after tht we were so exhausted so then we finally went home.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/126580393606272533-6236601987556603175?l=room22stanhoperoadschool.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://room22stanhoperoadschool.blogspot.com/feeds/6236601987556603175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=126580393606272533&amp;postID=6236601987556603175' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126580393606272533/posts/default/6236601987556603175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126580393606272533/posts/default/6236601987556603175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://room22stanhoperoadschool.blogspot.com/2009/08/shilpa-diary-story.html' title='Shilpa- Diary story'/><author><name>room 22</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02189652331400638348</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WfSELHq0fuI/SRaZFFMYF6I/AAAAAAAAABM/Hkqc38y2qvk/S220/IMG_5786.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-126580393606272533.post-118176790692759430</id><published>2009-08-05T16:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-05T16:45:03.318-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Church by Ayrton</title><content type='html'>On Sunday my  brother and I went to church.  It is in Papatoe.  There is an area for kids and adults.  One of the leaders said he was part of CSI.  He thought it stands for crime scene investigation.  He wrote "created saved important".  It was funny.  Later a lady called Bronwin came in.  She started talking about created saved important.  I couldn't  hear what she was saying.  After I went to the food court and ate butter chicken.  It was delicious.  After we finished eating we went and played with our next door neighbours.  First we played touch, we didn't finish the game.  Then we played touch again and our team won the match.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/126580393606272533-118176790692759430?l=room22stanhoperoadschool.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://room22stanhoperoadschool.blogspot.com/feeds/118176790692759430/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=126580393606272533&amp;postID=118176790692759430' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126580393606272533/posts/default/118176790692759430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126580393606272533/posts/default/118176790692759430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://room22stanhoperoadschool.blogspot.com/2009/08/church-by-ayrton.html' title='Church by Ayrton'/><author><name>room 22</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02189652331400638348</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WfSELHq0fuI/SRaZFFMYF6I/AAAAAAAAABM/Hkqc38y2qvk/S220/IMG_5786.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-126580393606272533.post-4254458033483161244</id><published>2009-08-05T16:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-06T10:35:44.051-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='amam'/><title type='text'>Jacob book</title><content type='html'>On Sunday Sam and Mat went to the forest to have a look around .There were a lot of trees.  We could get lost. No we cant Sam  said.  Let's have a running race Mat said. Mat said Im wining before  he fell In a hole. Sam did too. Oh no Sam pulled on the rope.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/126580393606272533-4254458033483161244?l=room22stanhoperoadschool.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://room22stanhoperoadschool.blogspot.com/feeds/4254458033483161244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=126580393606272533&amp;postID=4254458033483161244' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126580393606272533/posts/default/4254458033483161244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126580393606272533/posts/default/4254458033483161244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://room22stanhoperoadschool.blogspot.com/2009/08/jacob-book.html' title='Jacob book'/><author><name>room 22</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02189652331400638348</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WfSELHq0fuI/SRaZFFMYF6I/AAAAAAAAABM/Hkqc38y2qvk/S220/IMG_5786.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-126580393606272533.post-4607796380963534947</id><published>2009-06-30T15:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-30T16:06:59.842-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Cinquian poem By Izabella</title><content type='html'>Strong                                                                                                                                                                                                                    Cool player                                                                                                                                                                                        Tough brawny brave                                                                                                                                                                              Marvellous fast awesome runner                                                                                                                                                         Unbelievable Warrior super kicking player&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/126580393606272533-4607796380963534947?l=room22stanhoperoadschool.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://room22stanhoperoadschool.blogspot.com/feeds/4607796380963534947/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=126580393606272533&amp;postID=4607796380963534947' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126580393606272533/posts/default/4607796380963534947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126580393606272533/posts/default/4607796380963534947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://room22stanhoperoadschool.blogspot.com/2009/06/my-cinquian-poem-by-izabella.html' title='My Cinquian poem By Izabella'/><author><name>room 22</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02189652331400638348</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WfSELHq0fuI/SRaZFFMYF6I/AAAAAAAAABM/Hkqc38y2qvk/S220/IMG_5786.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-126580393606272533.post-6351297400583464125</id><published>2009-06-25T17:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-28T03:03:38.927-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The disco by Limal</title><content type='html'>Yesterday I went to the disco with Tiffany and her mum. When we got to the hall Mrs Bristow was asking for our tickets. My mum asked if parents need tickets but Mrs Bristow said  'no. '  Then when I went inside.   I saw Finau.  When I saw him Anjo and Nadith came  .We were still excited until the lights went off.  When the lights went off it was  better.Then the music went on  .It was much better.  All the people who were dancing were wild with  the music.Then my mum took a photo of me Nadith , Finau , Anjo , David , Rencel and Kelepi.  She took a photo of Mrs Burrell and Mrs Fischer.  Then Nadith's mum and my mum were dancing too.I  t was funny.Then the tuckshop was open.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/126580393606272533-6351297400583464125?l=room22stanhoperoadschool.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://room22stanhoperoadschool.blogspot.com/feeds/6351297400583464125/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=126580393606272533&amp;postID=6351297400583464125' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126580393606272533/posts/default/6351297400583464125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126580393606272533/posts/default/6351297400583464125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://room22stanhoperoadschool.blogspot.com/2009/06/disco-by-limal.html' title='The disco by Limal'/><author><name>room 22</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02189652331400638348</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WfSELHq0fuI/SRaZFFMYF6I/AAAAAAAAABM/Hkqc38y2qvk/S220/IMG_5786.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-126580393606272533.post-4209356685321648002</id><published>2009-06-22T15:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-22T16:33:45.739-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The   dentist by   Anjo</title><content type='html'>On  Monday    we   went     to   the    dentist  with   my   family.  First   i  went  to   sit   in  the  chair   controller.Next   they   put my tooth to sleep.  My    tooth      was  so   cold.Later    they    made   little    holes   in   my     skin.  After   they  tried to  take&lt;br /&gt;out   my   tooth   but   the   tooth    can't come   out.  Next   they   try   again    again   and     again    and     my     tooth    came&lt;br /&gt;out .The   dentist    gave    me    a    sticker    and      the    tooth.  Finally    we    went      home.  At  home  I'm   excited   because&lt;br /&gt;I am  gonna   eat    ice   cream.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/126580393606272533-4209356685321648002?l=room22stanhoperoadschool.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://room22stanhoperoadschool.blogspot.com/feeds/4209356685321648002/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=126580393606272533&amp;postID=4209356685321648002' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126580393606272533/posts/default/4209356685321648002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126580393606272533/posts/default/4209356685321648002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://room22stanhoperoadschool.blogspot.com/2009/06/dentist-by-anjo.html' title='The   dentist by   Anjo'/><author><name>room 22</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02189652331400638348</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WfSELHq0fuI/SRaZFFMYF6I/AAAAAAAAABM/Hkqc38y2qvk/S220/IMG_5786.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-126580393606272533.post-7640021055774493159</id><published>2009-06-22T15:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-22T16:25:46.573-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dream warriors by KALONI</title><content type='html'>I really want to play with the Warriors for once in a life time.I like Kevin Locke because he is a really  fast runner and  a  fast player. Once I went to sleep and I had a dream.In my dream I was playing rugby league.I was playing for the Warriors and Kevin Locke was in my team.  We started first and I had the the ball so I ran up to them. They ran up to me but then I tricked them. I passed the ball to Kevin Locke and he ran so fast that I thought he didn't have enough energy. When he ran he scored a try and then the fans were cheering. I pretended to step them but I didn't. I passed it to Kevin Locke  and then he got a try. But you know what would have been better? It should have been on tv and if I would be a rugby league player then I would become  famous!.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/126580393606272533-7640021055774493159?l=room22stanhoperoadschool.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://room22stanhoperoadschool.blogspot.com/feeds/7640021055774493159/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=126580393606272533&amp;postID=7640021055774493159' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126580393606272533/posts/default/7640021055774493159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126580393606272533/posts/default/7640021055774493159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://room22stanhoperoadschool.blogspot.com/2009/06/dream-warriors-by-kaloni.html' title='Dream warriors by KALONI'/><author><name>room 22</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02189652331400638348</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WfSELHq0fuI/SRaZFFMYF6I/AAAAAAAAABM/Hkqc38y2qvk/S220/IMG_5786.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-126580393606272533.post-1928852091050248562</id><published>2009-06-22T14:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-22T15:17:37.915-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Warrior Dream by Izabella</title><content type='html'>Once I had a dream about the Warriors.  I dreamed that I was watching their game and the ball ended up in my hands.  One of them said''little girl come and have a try''.  It was Jesse Royal.  So I came down and the first player was in front of me.  So I did a zig zag trick.  Then I was near to the goal.  Then I got a try and the Warriors won.  Manu Vatuvai asked if I could play for his team.  I said ''yes''.  If that was true I could have been a star.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/126580393606272533-1928852091050248562?l=room22stanhoperoadschool.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://room22stanhoperoadschool.blogspot.com/feeds/1928852091050248562/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=126580393606272533&amp;postID=1928852091050248562' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126580393606272533/posts/default/1928852091050248562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126580393606272533/posts/default/1928852091050248562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://room22stanhoperoadschool.blogspot.com/2009/06/my-warrior-dream-by-izabella.html' title='My Warrior Dream by Izabella'/><author><name>room 22</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02189652331400638348</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WfSELHq0fuI/SRaZFFMYF6I/AAAAAAAAABM/Hkqc38y2qvk/S220/IMG_5786.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-126580393606272533.post-3811418773495992080</id><published>2009-06-22T14:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-23T19:12:15.164-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Vodafone Warriors By Limal</title><content type='html'>Vodafone Warriors club started in 1994 and it included Australian Professionals Greg Alexander, Phil Blake and numerous kiwis.They have been sponsoring them for 11 years.They had financial problems on and off.So they turned into a competitive organization.Year 2001 was their year of achievement. They play league. My favourite player is 27 year old Brent Tate.So far he has taken 188 points for the team.  He was educated in a school in Brisbane.The principal partner is Vodafone.  Brent Tate has the biggest signings in club history.  This  is the only New Zealand's team in the NRL.Go the Vodafone Warriors.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/126580393606272533-3811418773495992080?l=room22stanhoperoadschool.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://room22stanhoperoadschool.blogspot.com/feeds/3811418773495992080/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=126580393606272533&amp;postID=3811418773495992080' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126580393606272533/posts/default/3811418773495992080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126580393606272533/posts/default/3811418773495992080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://room22stanhoperoadschool.blogspot.com/2009/06/vodafone-warriors-by-limal.html' title='Vodafone Warriors By Limal'/><author><name>room 22</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02189652331400638348</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WfSELHq0fuI/SRaZFFMYF6I/AAAAAAAAABM/Hkqc38y2qvk/S220/IMG_5786.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-126580393606272533.post-6828655983074257128</id><published>2009-06-18T02:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-18T02:37:13.668-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Weekend by Evelyn</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WfSELHq0fuI/SjoKtuqiHKI/AAAAAAAAAEo/fmIHISAaHv0/s1600-h/DSCF0308.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WfSELHq0fuI/SjoKtuqiHKI/AAAAAAAAAEo/fmIHISAaHv0/s200/DSCF0308.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348599288192703650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Saturday my big sister came home from work at 300pm because she thought she had no more work to do.  &lt;br /&gt;when she parked the car I went outside and hugged my big sister.  Then my baby sister came outside and she hugged my&lt;br /&gt;big sister. We went inside but my Mum and Dad weren't there because they were at work.  Then we went for a little ride.  Then we came home and we went on the computer.  We played a miniclip.  It was fun.  My Mum and Dad came back hoe at 12.00 at night.  My sister and I went to Countdown with my big sister's car. Next I went to work with my big sister. In the closet there was a hose.  There was a sound coming from the closet and I opened it.  I got wet and there was a flood.  I got the broom and brushed it.  Then my brother went with my big sister to get a tatoo.  The tattoo was on his left hand and his right hand.  It says my Dad's name and a Tongan  pattern  On his leg it says Vaihola.  It was his drawing.  It  was so exciting.  Then it was dark so we looked out at our next door neighbour.  I love spending time with my family. I love my family.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/126580393606272533-6828655983074257128?l=room22stanhoperoadschool.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://room22stanhoperoadschool.blogspot.com/feeds/6828655983074257128/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=126580393606272533&amp;postID=6828655983074257128' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126580393606272533/posts/default/6828655983074257128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126580393606272533/posts/default/6828655983074257128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://room22stanhoperoadschool.blogspot.com/2009/06/weekend-by-evelyn.html' title='The Weekend by Evelyn'/><author><name>room 22</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02189652331400638348</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WfSELHq0fuI/SRaZFFMYF6I/AAAAAAAAABM/Hkqc38y2qvk/S220/IMG_5786.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WfSELHq0fuI/SjoKtuqiHKI/AAAAAAAAAEo/fmIHISAaHv0/s72-c/DSCF0308.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-126580393606272533.post-1379908064868788654</id><published>2009-06-18T02:01:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-18T02:13:15.657-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Church by Anjo</title><content type='html'>Yesterday we went to the church.  First we talked to Jesus because he may help us.    Next we waited because the talker is not ready yet.  We were so exhausted and we waited.  The talker came out and now he is talking about Jesus.  Then I saw Izabella who is in the back with her mother.    Later we prayed to Jesus.  Last the church is over and we buy some chips and some food.  Finally we had a fabulous day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/126580393606272533-1379908064868788654?l=room22stanhoperoadschool.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://room22stanhoperoadschool.blogspot.com/feeds/1379908064868788654/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=126580393606272533&amp;postID=1379908064868788654' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126580393606272533/posts/default/1379908064868788654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126580393606272533/posts/default/1379908064868788654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://room22stanhoperoadschool.blogspot.com/2009/06/church-by-anjo.html' title='Church by Anjo'/><author><name>room 22</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02189652331400638348</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WfSELHq0fuI/SRaZFFMYF6I/AAAAAAAAABM/Hkqc38y2qvk/S220/IMG_5786.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-126580393606272533.post-4414781022450219898</id><published>2009-06-16T11:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-16T11:37:10.626-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Saturday by David Fulivai</title><content type='html'>On Saturday I had a game at 11.35 and when we played I was fullback.  We had a home game.  When we started my friend named Illisa was angry because we were losing and then he went hard on them  Suddenly we started winning again and Illisa got Player of the Year.  We got some chocolate too.  At the end of the game my coach said to come to a hangi and get some food.  As soon as we got there,we got some food and left.  Then we  went to Foodtown and got some food to eat but we only got junk food for my Nana's trip to San Francisco in America.  Then when we were going back my Mum was crying and we just went back home.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/126580393606272533-4414781022450219898?l=room22stanhoperoadschool.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://room22stanhoperoadschool.blogspot.com/feeds/4414781022450219898/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=126580393606272533&amp;postID=4414781022450219898' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126580393606272533/posts/default/4414781022450219898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126580393606272533/posts/default/4414781022450219898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://room22stanhoperoadschool.blogspot.com/2009/06/saturday-by-david-fulivai.html' title='Saturday by David Fulivai'/><author><name>room 22</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02189652331400638348</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WfSELHq0fuI/SRaZFFMYF6I/AAAAAAAAABM/Hkqc38y2qvk/S220/IMG_5786.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-126580393606272533.post-7601810832014669140</id><published>2009-06-16T01:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-16T01:15:04.976-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Great Fun by Danica</title><content type='html'>On Saturday my Mum, my Dad , my brother and I went to Mc Donalds.  Then we had great fun.  After that my brother and I went to the playground.  It was fun.  Then we went to the park.  We went to the swing.  We had great fun.  Finally my family and I went home.  Last night my Mum was cooking pancakes for dinner.  After that we went to bed feeling happy.  We were eating chicken and fries and a drink.  We were drinking coke.  It tasted yummy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/126580393606272533-7601810832014669140?l=room22stanhoperoadschool.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://room22stanhoperoadschool.blogspot.com/feeds/7601810832014669140/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=126580393606272533&amp;postID=7601810832014669140' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126580393606272533/posts/default/7601810832014669140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126580393606272533/posts/default/7601810832014669140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://room22stanhoperoadschool.blogspot.com/2009/06/great-fun-by-danica.html' title='Great Fun by Danica'/><author><name>room 22</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02189652331400638348</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WfSELHq0fuI/SRaZFFMYF6I/AAAAAAAAABM/Hkqc38y2qvk/S220/IMG_5786.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-126580393606272533.post-7155047438044326742</id><published>2009-06-16T00:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-16T01:07:31.447-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Brother's Game by Ana</title><content type='html'>On Saturday I went to my brother's game.  It was at Mt Griffen  His team is called Mt Wellington Warriors.  He got a drop kick,  The score was 25-13.  The game took a long time.  So I went to play on the playground with this girl.  Then I asked mu Mum for the keys cause I left my roller blades in the van.  So I went and got them and then I gave the keys back to my Mum and then I went to skate around the whole park.  It was stimulating because I stopped and watched some people play golf.  Just then I  saw a sign on the barbed wire fence say Danger golf balls. After that I heard the game was finished.  So I skated back as prompt as I could.  Finally when we were driving back home we stopped over at McDonalds.  I had an extraordinary time.  My brother said the game was very, very tough.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/126580393606272533-7155047438044326742?l=room22stanhoperoadschool.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://room22stanhoperoadschool.blogspot.com/feeds/7155047438044326742/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=126580393606272533&amp;postID=7155047438044326742' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126580393606272533/posts/default/7155047438044326742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126580393606272533/posts/default/7155047438044326742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://room22stanhoperoadschool.blogspot.com/2009/06/my-brothers-game-by-ana.html' title='My Brother&apos;s Game by Ana'/><author><name>room 22</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02189652331400638348</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WfSELHq0fuI/SRaZFFMYF6I/AAAAAAAAABM/Hkqc38y2qvk/S220/IMG_5786.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-126580393606272533.post-2230201020907756942</id><published>2009-06-16T00:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-16T00:54:37.917-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Weekend by Justin</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WfSELHq0fuI/SjdPrgleGZI/AAAAAAAAAEg/U5HG-gA5Pc4/s1600-h/DSCF0313.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WfSELHq0fuI/SjdPrgleGZI/AAAAAAAAAEg/U5HG-gA5Pc4/s200/DSCF0313.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347830691425819026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Sunday I woke up and asked my sister if she wanted to go in to our Mum's room because I wanted to watch tv.  My sister said "no".  So I asked again and she said "yes". Then we went into our Mum's room and I turned the tv on.  I was delighted when the Small Blacks was on because it gives you tips on how to pass, kick and you can win a suitcase full of stuff that you need to play rugby.  It was boring when we watched "What Now" so we turned the tv off and I turned the radio on and listened to some music.  It was fantastic.  It was appetizing when we had lunch.We had boiled eggs on toast.  Later I went to bed because I was tired and I was really sleepy.  It was cool when we watched tv in bed because I like the programmes at 7 o'clock.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/126580393606272533-2230201020907756942?l=room22stanhoperoadschool.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://room22stanhoperoadschool.blogspot.com/feeds/2230201020907756942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=126580393606272533&amp;postID=2230201020907756942' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126580393606272533/posts/default/2230201020907756942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126580393606272533/posts/default/2230201020907756942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://room22stanhoperoadschool.blogspot.com/2009/06/weekend-by-justin.html' title='The Weekend by Justin'/><author><name>room 22</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02189652331400638348</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WfSELHq0fuI/SRaZFFMYF6I/AAAAAAAAABM/Hkqc38y2qvk/S220/IMG_5786.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WfSELHq0fuI/SjdPrgleGZI/AAAAAAAAAEg/U5HG-gA5Pc4/s72-c/DSCF0313.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-126580393606272533.post-8196633770383246180</id><published>2009-06-14T17:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-18T02:39:22.906-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Devante's party by Ayrton</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WfSELHq0fuI/SjoLOV9dI2I/AAAAAAAAAEw/d9O4EqrYORc/s1600-h/DSCF0319.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WfSELHq0fuI/SjoLOV9dI2I/AAAAAAAAAEw/d9O4EqrYORc/s200/DSCF0319.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348599848496866146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Sunday I went to Devante's party.  It was cool because we had lots of fun.   The first game we played was with donuts.   We had to hang a donut and eat it without using our hands.  My donut fell on the ground but I still ate it. It was delicious. Next we played Lazer Strike.  We lost to the adults.  Later we had Burger king.  Then we played tigy on the Burger king playground,  Devante's uncle played too. Finally we went back home and played Halo 2.I enjoyed playing games with Devante because he plays fair.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/126580393606272533-8196633770383246180?l=room22stanhoperoadschool.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://room22stanhoperoadschool.blogspot.com/feeds/8196633770383246180/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=126580393606272533&amp;postID=8196633770383246180' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126580393606272533/posts/default/8196633770383246180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126580393606272533/posts/default/8196633770383246180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://room22stanhoperoadschool.blogspot.com/2009/06/devantes-party-by-ayrton.html' title='Devante&apos;s party by Ayrton'/><author><name>room 22</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02189652331400638348</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WfSELHq0fuI/SRaZFFMYF6I/AAAAAAAAABM/Hkqc38y2qvk/S220/IMG_5786.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WfSELHq0fuI/SjoLOV9dI2I/AAAAAAAAAEw/d9O4EqrYORc/s72-c/DSCF0319.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-126580393606272533.post-8640535046496190842</id><published>2009-06-13T12:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-13T12:33:38.025-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Wedding by Vua Susu</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WfSELHq0fuI/SjP_BBDNbtI/AAAAAAAAAEY/2-I9Wpmp2Uo/s1600-h/IMG_5514.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WfSELHq0fuI/SjP_BBDNbtI/AAAAAAAAAEY/2-I9Wpmp2Uo/s200/IMG_5514.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346897575545761490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Saturday there was a wedding but we were late for the wedding because my Mum lost her shoes and her handbag.  That's why we were late.  When my Dad found my Mum's shoes my Mum said 'Oh thank you  ou should have looked looked in the car.  When we got there we heard a big shout and then we heard it.  We were running to the church door.  Music came on and the bride and groom were walking back down the aisle.  We were outside and we had some rice in our hands.  I said what is this Nana?  She said-It is for the bride and groom.  When they were leaving we saw them eating a chocolate bar.  Even the bride was eating a chocolate bar.  When they left we went to the marae.  It was boring but we played tiggy, blindfold and hide and seek.  When we finished all of the games we went into the sleeping room where my big sister was sleeping.  I came next to her with a pillow and went to sleep.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/126580393606272533-8640535046496190842?l=room22stanhoperoadschool.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://room22stanhoperoadschool.blogspot.com/feeds/8640535046496190842/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=126580393606272533&amp;postID=8640535046496190842' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126580393606272533/posts/default/8640535046496190842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126580393606272533/posts/default/8640535046496190842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://room22stanhoperoadschool.blogspot.com/2009/06/wedding-by-vua-susu.html' title='The Wedding by Vua Susu'/><author><name>room 22</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02189652331400638348</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WfSELHq0fuI/SRaZFFMYF6I/AAAAAAAAABM/Hkqc38y2qvk/S220/IMG_5786.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WfSELHq0fuI/SjP_BBDNbtI/AAAAAAAAAEY/2-I9Wpmp2Uo/s72-c/IMG_5514.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-126580393606272533.post-739757268456285739</id><published>2009-06-13T11:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-13T12:04:52.834-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Weekend by Limal</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WfSELHq0fuI/SjP4RYgs0yI/AAAAAAAAAEI/NVObyhbw8WA/s1600-h/DSCF0305.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WfSELHq0fuI/SjP4RYgs0yI/AAAAAAAAAEI/NVObyhbw8WA/s200/DSCF0305.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346890160139981602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Sunday I played on my PSP.  I played Simpsons, the game.  The level I did was called Enter the Cheatrix.  I was doing that level because all the other levels were boring.  I was at home that time.  I had a terrific time.  After I played on my Mum's laptop.  I went and clicked on the game called Avatar Legends of the Arena.  It is a free on line game.  I was battling Jerico online.  He was an earth bender and I was an airbender.  I earned alot of coins for battling him.  It was a happy time.  Then I went outside to play.  I was playing with my friends who were Jerico, Tiffany, Aron and Dipikash.  We were doing it because Hide n Seek was boring.  We were doing it by our houses.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/126580393606272533-739757268456285739?l=room22stanhoperoadschool.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://room22stanhoperoadschool.blogspot.com/feeds/739757268456285739/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=126580393606272533&amp;postID=739757268456285739' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126580393606272533/posts/default/739757268456285739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126580393606272533/posts/default/739757268456285739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://room22stanhoperoadschool.blogspot.com/2009/06/weekend-by-limal.html' title='The Weekend by Limal'/><author><name>room 22</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02189652331400638348</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WfSELHq0fuI/SRaZFFMYF6I/AAAAAAAAABM/Hkqc38y2qvk/S220/IMG_5786.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WfSELHq0fuI/SjP4RYgs0yI/AAAAAAAAAEI/NVObyhbw8WA/s72-c/DSCF0305.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-126580393606272533.post-3287288020580545339</id><published>2009-06-13T11:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-13T11:53:36.652-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Big Game by Jacob Carroll</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WfSELHq0fuI/SjP1ont2JrI/AAAAAAAAAEA/GJQvGaK5QuA/s1600-h/DSCF0322.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WfSELHq0fuI/SjP1ont2JrI/AAAAAAAAAEA/GJQvGaK5QuA/s200/DSCF0322.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346887260823758514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Sunday I played soccer.  It was 1 to 1 and Vincent lost by 1.  He was sad.  I thought Vincent did good.  The goal went in just in the corner.  I went to swimtastic.  It was fun and Ryan came to my house.  We had a blast.  We hung from the goal net.  Next we went to the trampoline.  We played for hours and hours.  Next I played soccer.  It was 2 - 1.  I won for our side.  I watched t v.  I went to sleep.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/126580393606272533-3287288020580545339?l=room22stanhoperoadschool.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://room22stanhoperoadschool.blogspot.com/feeds/3287288020580545339/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=126580393606272533&amp;postID=3287288020580545339' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126580393606272533/posts/default/3287288020580545339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126580393606272533/posts/default/3287288020580545339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://room22stanhoperoadschool.blogspot.com/2009/06/big-game-by-jacob-carroll.html' title='The Big Game by Jacob Carroll'/><author><name>room 22</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02189652331400638348</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WfSELHq0fuI/SRaZFFMYF6I/AAAAAAAAABM/Hkqc38y2qvk/S220/IMG_5786.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WfSELHq0fuI/SjP1ont2JrI/AAAAAAAAAEA/GJQvGaK5QuA/s72-c/DSCF0322.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-126580393606272533.post-4079220452899000683</id><published>2009-05-28T19:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-28T20:05:48.633-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Anjo book parade</title><content type='html'>We paraded in school.  First we took our chairs outside. Next we sat in the chairs and watched the parade. Then it was our turn to parade.  Later  some people won a prize because the jugdes picked them. Then Mrs Fischer had a  funny coustume because she was a  pirate She had a  thing on her eye  .We paraded outside in the school .We turned around  the school. We I saw some costume&gt; They were  spongebob and harry potter It  was an excellent parade.  We got our bags and waited  for  the bell  to ring.The first bell rang and now the second bell rang.We can go now because the bell rang.My dad and my sister drove us and we went home.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/126580393606272533-4079220452899000683?l=room22stanhoperoadschool.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://room22stanhoperoadschool.blogspot.com/feeds/4079220452899000683/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=126580393606272533&amp;postID=4079220452899000683' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126580393606272533/posts/default/4079220452899000683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126580393606272533/posts/default/4079220452899000683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://room22stanhoperoadschool.blogspot.com/2009/05/anjo-book-parade.html' title='Anjo book parade'/><author><name>room 22</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02189652331400638348</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WfSELHq0fuI/SRaZFFMYF6I/AAAAAAAAABM/Hkqc38y2qvk/S220/IMG_5786.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-126580393606272533.post-6318549650546012450</id><published>2009-05-28T14:29:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-28T16:13:10.814-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cheese making by Izabella</title><content type='html'>First we put the element on ,   Next we  put the pot on the element and pour the milk in.  Then we pour a teaspoon of rennet in to make it set.  When the milk was ready  we put the muslim on top of the bowl and the colander. Then we put the milk and rennet to let it drain.  Then we hung the muslim on the ladder so the wate -whey- r could drip out of it.  When the water was all drained we put a teaspoon of salt and stirred it.  Mrs. Fisher got the crackers and let us taste it.  It was delightful!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/126580393606272533-6318549650546012450?l=room22stanhoperoadschool.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://room22stanhoperoadschool.blogspot.com/feeds/6318549650546012450/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=126580393606272533&amp;postID=6318549650546012450' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126580393606272533/posts/default/6318549650546012450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126580393606272533/posts/default/6318549650546012450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://room22stanhoperoadschool.blogspot.com/2009/05/cheese-making-by-izabella.html' title='Cheese making by Izabella'/><author><name>room 22</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02189652331400638348</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WfSELHq0fuI/SRaZFFMYF6I/AAAAAAAAABM/Hkqc38y2qvk/S220/IMG_5786.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-126580393606272533.post-6834545505881547567</id><published>2009-05-28T14:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-28T16:48:03.612-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bookweek by Nadith</title><content type='html'>On Friday after big play team 3 had a bookparade.You have to choose a character like Harry Potter , a pirate and more. I dressed up as Harry Potter.It was amazing.Then we put out the  chairs out and put it outside for the bookparade.The bookparade started.  First it was rm21,rm19,rm20 and rm22.It was astonishing. Then the judges  chose the finalists from our class. They were  Finau,Rawiri and Daenah and from rm 19 they were  Seddrick and Ariki and from rm 20 they were Max and Ashely.It was extraordnary.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/126580393606272533-6834545505881547567?l=room22stanhoperoadschool.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://room22stanhoperoadschool.blogspot.com/feeds/6834545505881547567/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=126580393606272533&amp;postID=6834545505881547567' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126580393606272533/posts/default/6834545505881547567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126580393606272533/posts/default/6834545505881547567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://room22stanhoperoadschool.blogspot.com/2009/05/bookweek-by-nadith.html' title='Bookweek by Nadith'/><author><name>room 22</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02189652331400638348</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WfSELHq0fuI/SRaZFFMYF6I/AAAAAAAAABM/Hkqc38y2qvk/S220/IMG_5786.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-126580393606272533.post-1868656333971875622</id><published>2009-05-28T14:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-28T15:16:17.197-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Making cheese Jordan.</title><content type='html'>Making cheese&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jordan&lt;br /&gt;1. First you need a small muslim a tea spoon a nife and a colander on top of a bowl a element a pan a cartaner too Equipment.&lt;br /&gt;2. Milk salt renit Ingredase.&lt;br /&gt;Step.1  Put 1.5 liters of milk in a pan put it on a element on 38 dagrees.&lt;br /&gt;Step.2  live it on for 2 minutes and then ad a tea spoon of renit.&lt;br /&gt;Step.3  Put it on the element and liv it on they for 20 minutes and dice it with a nife. &lt;br /&gt;Step.4  Put a colander on top of a bowl put a muslim on top of the colander tip the curds in it and make it in to a bag and hang it and let it whey over night.&lt;br /&gt;Step.5  put it in to a containner add a tea spoon of salt and mix it in.&lt;br /&gt;Thats how you make cheese at home.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/126580393606272533-1868656333971875622?l=room22stanhoperoadschool.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://room22stanhoperoadschool.blogspot.com/feeds/1868656333971875622/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=126580393606272533&amp;postID=1868656333971875622' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126580393606272533/posts/default/1868656333971875622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126580393606272533/posts/default/1868656333971875622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://room22stanhoperoadschool.blogspot.com/2009/05/making-cheese-jordan.html' title='Making cheese Jordan.'/><author><name>room 22</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02189652331400638348</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WfSELHq0fuI/SRaZFFMYF6I/AAAAAAAAABM/Hkqc38y2qvk/S220/IMG_5786.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-126580393606272533.post-2340677761004929808</id><published>2009-05-28T14:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-28T16:24:12.501-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The story of rm 22 making cheese BY Rosalie</title><content type='html'>On Tuesday room 22 made cheese.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 Turn on the element &lt;br /&gt;2 Pour the milk in a pot and then put the pot on the element. &lt;br /&gt;3 Pour a teospoon of rennet in to he pot with the milk and heat till warm. &lt;br /&gt;4 Then leave it over night to settle. &lt;br /&gt;5 Pour over the muslim  and let it drip. &lt;br /&gt;6 Put it in a contaner and add a little bit of salt and then stir.&lt;br /&gt;7  It is ready to eat.  It was yummy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/126580393606272533-2340677761004929808?l=room22stanhoperoadschool.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://room22stanhoperoadschool.blogspot.com/feeds/2340677761004929808/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=126580393606272533&amp;postID=2340677761004929808' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126580393606272533/posts/default/2340677761004929808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126580393606272533/posts/default/2340677761004929808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://room22stanhoperoadschool.blogspot.com/2009/05/story-of-rm-22-making-cheese-by-rosalie.html' title='The story of rm 22 making cheese BY Rosalie'/><author><name>room 22</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02189652331400638348</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WfSELHq0fuI/SRaZFFMYF6I/AAAAAAAAABM/Hkqc38y2qvk/S220/IMG_5786.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-126580393606272533.post-4185128412653619435</id><published>2009-05-28T14:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-28T16:50:01.506-07:00</updated><title type='text'>MAKING CHEESE BY VUA</title><content type='html'>1.First  get the equipment that you need. 2.Then put 1.5 litres of milk and rennet. 3.Next heat up the milk and rennet. Cut straight strips. Pouri into the muslim and the colander.4Then put the colander on the bowl and put the muslim on the colander. Then wait until it is thick. &lt;br /&gt;We got to eat it with biscuits.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/126580393606272533-4185128412653619435?l=room22stanhoperoadschool.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://room22stanhoperoadschool.blogspot.com/feeds/4185128412653619435/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=126580393606272533&amp;postID=4185128412653619435' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126580393606272533/posts/default/4185128412653619435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126580393606272533/posts/default/4185128412653619435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://room22stanhoperoadschool.blogspot.com/2009/05/making-cheese-by-vua.html' title='MAKING CHEESE BY VUA'/><author><name>room 22</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02189652331400638348</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WfSELHq0fuI/SRaZFFMYF6I/AAAAAAAAABM/Hkqc38y2qvk/S220/IMG_5786.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-126580393606272533.post-2802373474502847513</id><published>2009-05-28T01:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-28T01:03:25.731-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WfSELHq0fuI/Sh5FQ0bMVMI/AAAAAAAAAD4/apkoJzFwTIE/s1600-h/DSCF0302.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WfSELHq0fuI/Sh5FQ0bMVMI/AAAAAAAAAD4/apkoJzFwTIE/s320/DSCF0302.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340782363360908482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/126580393606272533-2802373474502847513?l=room22stanhoperoadschool.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://room22stanhoperoadschool.blogspot.com/feeds/2802373474502847513/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=126580393606272533&amp;postID=2802373474502847513' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126580393606272533/posts/default/2802373474502847513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126580393606272533/posts/default/2802373474502847513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://room22stanhoperoadschool.blogspot.com/2009/05/blog-post_923.html' title=''/><author><name>room 22</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02189652331400638348</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WfSELHq0fuI/SRaZFFMYF6I/AAAAAAAAABM/Hkqc38y2qvk/S220/IMG_5786.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WfSELHq0fuI/Sh5FQ0bMVMI/AAAAAAAAAD4/apkoJzFwTIE/s72-c/DSCF0302.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-126580393606272533.post-402955901673531890</id><published>2009-05-28T00:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-28T00:50:26.434-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WfSELHq0fuI/Sh5CN6Er8JI/AAAAAAAAADw/JWJamLIMil0/s1600-h/DSCF0303.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; 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margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WfSELHq0fuI/Sh5BBmKcZPI/AAAAAAAAADo/uE5kjJn_La8/s320/DSCF0304.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340777703788012786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/126580393606272533-5222112322508016644?l=room22stanhoperoadschool.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://room22stanhoperoadschool.blogspot.com/feeds/5222112322508016644/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=126580393606272533&amp;postID=5222112322508016644' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126580393606272533/posts/default/5222112322508016644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126580393606272533/posts/default/5222112322508016644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://room22stanhoperoadschool.blogspot.com/2009/05/blog-post_28.html' title=''/><author><name>room 22</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02189652331400638348</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WfSELHq0fuI/SRaZFFMYF6I/AAAAAAAAABM/Hkqc38y2qvk/S220/IMG_5786.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WfSELHq0fuI/Sh5BBmKcZPI/AAAAAAAAADo/uE5kjJn_La8/s72-c/DSCF0304.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-126580393606272533.post-6762110205166137888</id><published>2009-05-24T21:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-24T21:18:03.671-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WfSELHq0fuI/Shob0s-BLCI/AAAAAAAAADQ/XcjC522Nd0I/s1600-h/IMG_4019.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WfSELHq0fuI/Shob0s-BLCI/AAAAAAAAADQ/XcjC522Nd0I/s320/IMG_4019.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339610900439575586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/126580393606272533-6762110205166137888?l=room22stanhoperoadschool.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://room22stanhoperoadschool.blogspot.com/feeds/6762110205166137888/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=126580393606272533&amp;postID=6762110205166137888' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126580393606272533/posts/default/6762110205166137888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126580393606272533/posts/default/6762110205166137888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://room22stanhoperoadschool.blogspot.com/2009/05/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>room 22</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02189652331400638348</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WfSELHq0fuI/SRaZFFMYF6I/AAAAAAAAABM/Hkqc38y2qvk/S220/IMG_5786.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WfSELHq0fuI/Shob0s-BLCI/AAAAAAAAADQ/XcjC522Nd0I/s72-c/IMG_4019.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-126580393606272533.post-1741617762526362445</id><published>2009-05-24T16:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-24T16:51:36.817-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Rotary letter by Izabella</title><content type='html'>Dear Rotary,                                                                                                                                                                                       Thank yoy for your juicy, scruptios apples.  Every morning we take some of your delicious apples.  We really love your apples with fibre because it gives us energy.  We are sorry for making you busy because you always give us the delightful apples.            From                                                                                                                                                                                                  Izabella&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/126580393606272533-1741617762526362445?l=room22stanhoperoadschool.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://room22stanhoperoadschool.blogspot.com/feeds/1741617762526362445/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=126580393606272533&amp;postID=1741617762526362445' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126580393606272533/posts/default/1741617762526362445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126580393606272533/posts/default/1741617762526362445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://room22stanhoperoadschool.blogspot.com/2009/05/my-rotary-letter-by-izabella.html' title='My Rotary letter by Izabella'/><author><name>room 22</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02189652331400638348</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WfSELHq0fuI/SRaZFFMYF6I/AAAAAAAAABM/Hkqc38y2qvk/S220/IMG_5786.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-126580393606272533.post-2237448306169429282</id><published>2009-05-21T17:39:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-21T17:42:25.867-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Weekend by Jordan</title><content type='html'>On saturday I wake up and got ready to play rugby league. We went to my game at Thompson parck just acroos the road. We were &lt;br /&gt;vs Otahuhu. I scored 2 tries but we lost 22 24. We had the ball in the last 6 tackles but we lost it. LaterI got a hair cut and had a shower too. After a couplel of hours we went to my nephews house where he was new born. We brouht him same nappies for him. I went home for dinner and we watched .t.v. until we went to sleep.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/126580393606272533-2237448306169429282?l=room22stanhoperoadschool.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://room22stanhoperoadschool.blogspot.com/feeds/2237448306169429282/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=126580393606272533&amp;postID=2237448306169429282' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126580393606272533/posts/default/2237448306169429282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126580393606272533/posts/default/2237448306169429282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://room22stanhoperoadschool.blogspot.com/2009/05/my-weekend-by-jordan.html' title='My Weekend by Jordan'/><author><name>room 22</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02189652331400638348</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WfSELHq0fuI/SRaZFFMYF6I/AAAAAAAAABM/Hkqc38y2qvk/S220/IMG_5786.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-126580393606272533.post-1861683924497641606</id><published>2009-05-21T16:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-21T16:54:22.991-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Rotary  by Shilpa</title><content type='html'>Thank you for the yummy apples. We really appreciate it. I think you guys are awesome. We also appreciate you guys growing the apples for us.The apples are yummy and it is actually healthy and  full of fibre.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yours sincerely &lt;br /&gt;Shilpa&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/126580393606272533-1861683924497641606?l=room22stanhoperoadschool.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://room22stanhoperoadschool.blogspot.com/feeds/1861683924497641606/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=126580393606272533&amp;postID=1861683924497641606' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126580393606272533/posts/default/1861683924497641606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126580393606272533/posts/default/1861683924497641606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://room22stanhoperoadschool.blogspot.com/2009/05/rotary-by-shilpa.html' title='Rotary  by Shilpa'/><author><name>room 22</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02189652331400638348</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WfSELHq0fuI/SRaZFFMYF6I/AAAAAAAAABM/Hkqc38y2qvk/S220/IMG_5786.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-126580393606272533.post-8201969160265656230</id><published>2009-05-21T16:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-21T17:01:51.485-07:00</updated><title type='text'>THE LAGOON STADIUM by Eden - Marie Webster</title><content type='html'>On Wednesday we went to the Lagoon Stadium.To get there we went on a bus.The bus was bumpy . When we got there we played hockey after we played octopus. Octopus was very fun. Roi told us to get a drink so we ran to get a nice drink of cold water.Then it was time to get back to school. We went on to the bus to get back to Stanhope Road School. My partner on the bus was Danica. I had a great time at the Lagoon Stadium.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/126580393606272533-8201969160265656230?l=room22stanhoperoadschool.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://room22stanhoperoadschool.blogspot.com/feeds/8201969160265656230/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=126580393606272533&amp;postID=8201969160265656230' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126580393606272533/posts/default/8201969160265656230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126580393606272533/posts/default/8201969160265656230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://room22stanhoperoadschool.blogspot.com/2009/05/lagoon-stadium-by-eden-marie-webster.html' title='THE LAGOON STADIUM by Eden - Marie Webster'/><author><name>room 22</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02189652331400638348</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WfSELHq0fuI/SRaZFFMYF6I/AAAAAAAAABM/Hkqc38y2qvk/S220/IMG_5786.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-126580393606272533.post-8947417285196897762</id><published>2009-05-21T16:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-21T16:41:54.431-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Thank you letter by Devante</title><content type='html'>Dear Rotary &lt;br /&gt;Thank you  for all the apples ypu have given us all these days.Thank you for choosing our school to be strong and healthy .Thank you again for all the yummy crispy and juicy apples you give us. When you send the apples over they go to our team leader and she gives them out in wholes and halves if you are not  hungry.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/126580393606272533-8947417285196897762?l=room22stanhoperoadschool.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://room22stanhoperoadschool.blogspot.com/feeds/8947417285196897762/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=126580393606272533&amp;postID=8947417285196897762' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126580393606272533/posts/default/8947417285196897762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126580393606272533/posts/default/8947417285196897762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://room22stanhoperoadschool.blogspot.com/2009/05/thank-you-letter-by-devante.html' title='Thank you letter by Devante'/><author><name>room 22</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02189652331400638348</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WfSELHq0fuI/SRaZFFMYF6I/AAAAAAAAABM/Hkqc38y2qvk/S220/IMG_5786.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-126580393606272533.post-7742746131204833108</id><published>2009-05-18T17:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-18T17:52:31.082-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Book parade by Rawiri</title><content type='html'>'&lt;br /&gt;On Friday team three had a book parade. We had a team assembly.We had to take the chairs out of the classroom. Then we had to go to play. Then team three got called to go back to team three to get ready for the parade. We had to walk around the class and we went around the school.Then we finally got ready to go home.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/126580393606272533-7742746131204833108?l=room22stanhoperoadschool.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://room22stanhoperoadschool.blogspot.com/feeds/7742746131204833108/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=126580393606272533&amp;postID=7742746131204833108' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126580393606272533/posts/default/7742746131204833108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126580393606272533/posts/default/7742746131204833108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://room22stanhoperoadschool.blogspot.com/2009/05/book-parade-by-rawiri.html' title='Book parade by Rawiri'/><author><name>room 22</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02189652331400638348</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WfSELHq0fuI/SRaZFFMYF6I/AAAAAAAAABM/Hkqc38y2qvk/S220/IMG_5786.JPG'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-126580393606272533.post-1483479088875056328</id><published>2009-05-18T16:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-18T18:03:28.692-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Davids story</title><content type='html'>On saturday night we went to Auckland city to look at  lights at the city hall.Then I hopped in the car and set of at Auckland city . Then I felt board because I was just listening to my sister's ipod.Then when we got there we walked passed city cinermas at imax.  After my&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/126580393606272533-1483479088875056328?l=room22stanhoperoadschool.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://room22stanhoperoadschool.blogspot.com/feeds/1483479088875056328/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=126580393606272533&amp;postID=1483479088875056328' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126580393606272533/posts/default/1483479088875056328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126580393606272533/posts/default/1483479088875056328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://room22stanhoperoadschool.blogspot.com/2009/05/davids-story.html' title='Davids story'/><author><name>room 22</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02189652331400638348</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WfSELHq0fuI/SRaZFFMYF6I/AAAAAAAAABM/Hkqc38y2qvk/S220/IMG_5786.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-126580393606272533.post-7159543161127455666</id><published>2009-05-18T16:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-18T17:48:22.611-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Book Fair by Jordan</title><content type='html'>The Book Fair&lt;br /&gt;On Friday during big play we came back to class and got dressed and sat on the chairs outside. Rm 19 went first at parading in team 3  Mrs wase was judging for team 3. She had to pick 4 people from each class. I liked Haderan as Zoro and then we went parading  aroud the whole school. Then I went home.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/126580393606272533-7159543161127455666?l=room22stanhoperoadschool.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://room22stanhoperoadschool.blogspot.com/feeds/7159543161127455666/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=126580393606272533&amp;postID=7159543161127455666' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126580393606272533/posts/default/7159543161127455666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126580393606272533/posts/default/7159543161127455666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://room22stanhoperoadschool.blogspot.com/2009/05/book-fair-by-jordan.html' title='The Book Fair by Jordan'/><author><name>room 22</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02189652331400638348</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WfSELHq0fuI/SRaZFFMYF6I/AAAAAAAAABM/Hkqc38y2qvk/S220/IMG_5786.JPG'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-126580393606272533.post-8194478592186194678</id><published>2009-05-18T16:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-18T16:52:01.037-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Book Parade by Limal</title><content type='html'>On Friday after big play team 3 had a Book Character Parade.We had to dress up as our book character and sit on the chairs that we took out from the classroom.I dressed up as Harry Potter.There were 3 Harry Potters from our class which was Aryton , Nadith and  me.I liked Thuckshilas costume.He was King Arthor.We had to go around all team 3 classes.Every class had a turn to do it.There were only 4 finalists from each class.Mrs Wase had to pick them , because she was the mane judge.Then when all the finalists got their prizes we went around the school.When we came back we changed back into our uniforms.Then the first bell rang which was the bell to go home.Finally the second bell rang which was the bell to go home. I had a trumendise time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/126580393606272533-8194478592186194678?l=room22stanhoperoadschool.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://room22stanhoperoadschool.blogspot.com/feeds/8194478592186194678/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=126580393606272533&amp;postID=8194478592186194678' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126580393606272533/posts/default/8194478592186194678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126580393606272533/posts/default/8194478592186194678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://room22stanhoperoadschool.blogspot.com/2009/05/book-parade-by-limal.html' title='Book Parade by Limal'/><author><name>room 22</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02189652331400638348</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WfSELHq0fuI/SRaZFFMYF6I/AAAAAAAAABM/Hkqc38y2qvk/S220/IMG_5786.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-126580393606272533.post-2888755791596810327</id><published>2009-05-18T16:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-18T17:25:29.145-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My great weekend by Izabella</title><content type='html'>One tremendous Friday night my mum asked me my score at the spellathon.  I said 50 and she said she was proud of me.  Then she gave me a splendid five dollars.  After that I played meal or no meal and who wants to be a millionaire at my terrific computer.When it was twelve o'clock I had to go to sleep.  When I woke up we had breakfast then we brushed our teeth.  Next we went to Sylvia Park doctors' because she had something on her fingers that had to be taken out.  Suddenly the doctor said 'Lita please go to the operating room".  So they took  out something then  then put a bandage on her fingers.  When it was finished she said that the nidle was sharp.  Next we went to the warehouse because she needed to buy medicine.  I was looking around then I saw this beautiful  pack.I asked my mum if I could buy it she said "no" in a  voice I said "please" give me the  five dallars back then I said "ok" then she paid for it.Next we went shopping. After we went shopping we went home.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/126580393606272533-2888755791596810327?l=room22stanhoperoadschool.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://room22stanhoperoadschool.blogspot.com/feeds/2888755791596810327/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=126580393606272533&amp;postID=2888755791596810327' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126580393606272533/posts/default/2888755791596810327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126580393606272533/posts/default/2888755791596810327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://room22stanhoperoadschool.blogspot.com/2009/05/my-great-weekend-by-izabella.html' title='My great weekend by Izabella'/><author><name>room 22</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02189652331400638348</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WfSELHq0fuI/SRaZFFMYF6I/AAAAAAAAABM/Hkqc38y2qvk/S220/IMG_5786.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-126580393606272533.post-7094070950798446535</id><published>2009-05-16T19:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-16T19:58:37.796-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Book week by Izabella</title><content type='html'>Monday, 9:49 AM&lt;br /&gt;On Friday team 3 had an exciting parade at school. After playtime team 3 dressed up in their costumes. Some of them were faries, pirates,princess, prince, Harry Potter,dinousaurs, pets and more. When team 3 was finished getting dressed up they took their chairs outside and had to sit down. I liked Christine's costume from room 19. She dressed up as a fairy princess. Then we were next to parade outside in the courtyard. After we paraded the judges had to chose the 4 finalists in each class. I didn't get picked because there were too many fairies. After they chose their 4 finalists and gave them their prizes we had a parade around the school. Finally we changed into our uniforms and went back to our classroom. When the first bell rang we took our bags to get ready to go home. Finally the second bell rang then we were allowed to go home. I had a tremendous time at the book parade&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/126580393606272533-7094070950798446535?l=room22stanhoperoadschool.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://room22stanhoperoadschool.blogspot.com/feeds/7094070950798446535/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=126580393606272533&amp;postID=7094070950798446535' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126580393606272533/posts/default/7094070950798446535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126580393606272533/posts/default/7094070950798446535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://room22stanhoperoadschool.blogspot.com/2009/05/book-week-by-izabella.html' title='Book week by Izabella'/><author><name>room 22</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02189652331400638348</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WfSELHq0fuI/SRaZFFMYF6I/AAAAAAAAABM/Hkqc38y2qvk/S220/IMG_5786.JPG'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-126580393606272533.post-7374299879627222463</id><published>2009-05-16T19:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-16T19:55:43.607-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Book week by Rencel</title><content type='html'>Sunday, May 10, 2009&lt;br /&gt;On Friday team three put their chairs outside. After that it was play time. Then we got changed into our outfits and then we went outside and sat down.The first class that paraded was room 20. Next it was room 21 and then room 19 and the last class was mine, room 22. After that the teachers chose the children who were wearing the best costumes. Then everybody followed the teachers. After that the bell rang and then we got ready to go home.Then the last bell rang and we finally went home&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/126580393606272533-7374299879627222463?l=room22stanhoperoadschool.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://room22stanhoperoadschool.blogspot.com/feeds/7374299879627222463/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=126580393606272533&amp;postID=7374299879627222463' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126580393606272533/posts/default/7374299879627222463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126580393606272533/posts/default/7374299879627222463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://room22stanhoperoadschool.blogspot.com/2009/05/book-week-by-rencel.html' title='Book week by Rencel'/><author><name>room 22</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02189652331400638348</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WfSELHq0fuI/SRaZFFMYF6I/AAAAAAAAABM/Hkqc38y2qvk/S220/IMG_5786.JPG'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-126580393606272533.post-5944520854929713539</id><published>2009-05-16T19:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-16T19:53:22.390-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Book week by Ayrton</title><content type='html'>Monday, May 11, 2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last Friday we had an event called Book Week.During big play an announcement came and said team 3 go and get changed.The boys' toilet was full.People took too long.Next we walked around team 3's court yard.Every time a class had finished parading around Mrs Wase would pick 4 people from each class. The costume I liked was Mrs Fischer's.She was dressed up like a fancy pirate.I thought she was captain Hook.She was some one from a book called 'Kidnapped.Then we all walked around the whole school.It was marvellous Finally we went back to room 22.I was Harry Potter.I had a brown cape,black pants and black and grey long sleeves I didn't like it.The one character I liked was Shadrach.He was a king.The parade was great and I enjoyed it&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/126580393606272533-5944520854929713539?l=room22stanhoperoadschool.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://room22stanhoperoadschool.blogspot.com/feeds/5944520854929713539/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=126580393606272533&amp;postID=5944520854929713539' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126580393606272533/posts/default/5944520854929713539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126580393606272533/posts/default/5944520854929713539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://room22stanhoperoadschool.blogspot.com/2009/05/book-week-by-ayrton.html' title='Book week by Ayrton'/><author><name>room 22</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02189652331400638348</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WfSELHq0fuI/SRaZFFMYF6I/AAAAAAAAABM/Hkqc38y2qvk/S220/IMG_5786.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-126580393606272533.post-5788319231132782897</id><published>2009-05-10T16:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-10T17:08:56.658-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Book Parade by Kaloni</title><content type='html'>On Friday after big play team 3 came and got changed into our costumes because we had a book parade .  When I finished wearing my costume I opened the door and when I saw some people, they looked beautiful.  After that I got out of the room I felt the air and it was fresh. The chair I sat on was comfortable.  When one of the classes were walking they were looking cool and then the other classes had their turn annd they looked cool too.  We were very last and I felt boring because I hate it when we are last. &lt;br /&gt;Finally  it was our turn but when it was our turn I felt very scared and creepy.  So when every body had their turn ,all the  team three children walked around the school with our teacher.  So  we walked around team one and team two, and five then we went down to team four and then we went back to  team three.  When we were walking I  felt really shy.  Before we were walking around team three children so we can show them our costumes.  Then the  teacher had to pick four people and I wasn't it. It was good she didn't pick me because I don't like to be picked for something.  Then they walked around the school and they said it is wonderful walking around the school.  Then we came back to team three and got changed into our uniforms.  When we came back it  felt brilliant for me  but the other girls did not want the parade to finish.  I liked Viginia's dress because it looked beautiful!.  Then I went back to class and then all of  a sudden I felt happy.  Then the bell rang and it was loud!  So then we got our bags and Rosalie came and got our jerseys and hats so we can be organized.  Then we finally could go home tired.  The parade was awsome!.  I liked Mrs Fischer's  costume because she dressed up as a  pirate.  She looked funny and cool I had a beautiful time at the parade.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/126580393606272533-5788319231132782897?l=room22stanhoperoadschool.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://room22stanhoperoadschool.blogspot.com/feeds/5788319231132782897/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=126580393606272533&amp;postID=5788319231132782897' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126580393606272533/posts/default/5788319231132782897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126580393606272533/posts/default/5788319231132782897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://room22stanhoperoadschool.blogspot.com/2009/05/book-parade-by-kaloni.html' title='The Book Parade by Kaloni'/><author><name>room 22</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02189652331400638348</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WfSELHq0fuI/SRaZFFMYF6I/AAAAAAAAABM/Hkqc38y2qvk/S220/IMG_5786.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-126580393606272533.post-9054420155920827202</id><published>2009-05-10T02:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-10T02:24:30.916-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Book Fair Parade by Shilpa</title><content type='html'>On Friday it was the book fair parade for team three.  We put our our chairs for it.  When it was big play the bell rang early for team three to get ready and changed.  When we were getting changed I was excited and a little shy.  I was dressed up as a bunny from Alice in Wonderland.  The first class was room 21.  Then it was room 19 and the very last class was mine, room 22.  I liked Virginia's dress.  She was wearing a beautiful sparklu dress.  She was in room 19.   I was really, really shy because I was scared that I might mess up.  I was wearing my pants the wrong way round.  When we were parading the whole school was feasting their eyes on us.  After that the judges picked four children from each class wearing beautiful outfits.  The judges were Mrs Benefield and Mrs Alfrey.  They got prizes if they got picked.  I never won a prize but I was still proud of myself because I tried to be a bunny.  I have never dressed up as a bunny before.  The children from our class that won a prize were Devante, Daenah, Rawiri and Finau.  I thought those four deserved it.  After that the winners got their prizes and then we all got changed into our uniforms.  We started cleaning quickly and then the second bell rang and then we all got our bags and we finally went home.  I enjoyed the parade because it was great fun and I got to see wonderful fascinating costumes.  I hope we have it next year.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/126580393606272533-9054420155920827202?l=room22stanhoperoadschool.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://room22stanhoperoadschool.blogspot.com/feeds/9054420155920827202/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=126580393606272533&amp;postID=9054420155920827202' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126580393606272533/posts/default/9054420155920827202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126580393606272533/posts/default/9054420155920827202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://room22stanhoperoadschool.blogspot.com/2009/05/book-fair-parade-by-shilpa.html' title='The Book Fair Parade by Shilpa'/><author><name>room 22</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02189652331400638348</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WfSELHq0fuI/SRaZFFMYF6I/AAAAAAAAABM/Hkqc38y2qvk/S220/IMG_5786.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-126580393606272533.post-8907941530432924185</id><published>2009-05-10T01:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-10T02:03:03.818-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bookweek by Danica</title><content type='html'>On Friday team 3 had a book parade.  It was fun.  I was a princess from Puss in Boots.  I had a crown too.  I had a beautiful dress.  Mrs Alfrey was a pirate and Mrs Benefield was a witch.  Mrs Wase wore pjs and slippers.  And Miss Coverdale was wearing a blue beautiful dress.  I liked Christine's dress because her dress is colour pink.  I like pink as well.  Then its time to go home.  I felt very very happy at the book parade.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/126580393606272533-8907941530432924185?l=room22stanhoperoadschool.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://room22stanhoperoadschool.blogspot.com/feeds/8907941530432924185/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=126580393606272533&amp;postID=8907941530432924185' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126580393606272533/posts/default/8907941530432924185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126580393606272533/posts/default/8907941530432924185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://room22stanhoperoadschool.blogspot.com/2009/05/bookweek-by-danica.html' title='Bookweek by Danica'/><author><name>room 22</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02189652331400638348</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WfSELHq0fuI/SRaZFFMYF6I/AAAAAAAAABM/Hkqc38y2qvk/S220/IMG_5786.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-126580393606272533.post-8844501345948215671</id><published>2008-12-13T18:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T18:31:47.904-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The weekend by Melvyn</title><content type='html'>On friday Karabo and Leorato came for a sleepover. The girls were really annoying. I had to play playstation for half an hour  The girls were mean to me.  They would’nt  let me play any games.  I went outside and played on my bike. Then we went to sleep.The next day people were very mean they kicked me around at church.  Then we went home and played buzz jungle party   I always  wanted to be the green monkey. We went to get our dinner.  Karabo and Leorato went home.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/126580393606272533-8844501345948215671?l=room22stanhoperoadschool.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://room22stanhoperoadschool.blogspot.com/feeds/8844501345948215671/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=126580393606272533&amp;postID=8844501345948215671' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126580393606272533/posts/default/8844501345948215671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126580393606272533/posts/default/8844501345948215671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://room22stanhoperoadschool.blogspot.com/2008/12/weekend-by-melvyn.html' title='The weekend by Melvyn'/><author><name>room 22</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02189652331400638348</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WfSELHq0fuI/SRaZFFMYF6I/AAAAAAAAABM/Hkqc38y2qvk/S220/IMG_5786.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-126580393606272533.post-1095442947004751802</id><published>2008-12-13T18:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T18:28:29.717-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Fabulous Weekend by       Virginia</title><content type='html'>On saturday  I was at my nanas house.  When I  woke up I heard the washing machine was on. So I  knew my nana was doing he washing.  So I went and assissted  her to do it.   Then after I dashed to the computer room.   First I went on Bebo and checked my account.   I was cheery because before I had 98 hearts but now I have 104 hearts.   Then I gave a heart to  Ashlee and my mum.Then I signed out and checked  my email.   I got a email from  buildabear saying that I get  free 200 points!  I was amazed.  Then I went on www.barbiegirls.com  and played on it.  Her username is dusky106.  I bought my character some new dresses and a new tiara!  Then I went to my barbiegirls home and gave it a little clean up.Then I fed my kitty.   I named It Cookie. Its white with perrywinkle stripes. I like her perrywinkle stripes .  They are purrfect!.Then I logged out and ran back to the living room and watched tv.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/126580393606272533-1095442947004751802?l=room22stanhoperoadschool.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://room22stanhoperoadschool.blogspot.com/feeds/1095442947004751802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=126580393606272533&amp;postID=1095442947004751802' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126580393606272533/posts/default/1095442947004751802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126580393606272533/posts/default/1095442947004751802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://room22stanhoperoadschool.blogspot.com/2008/12/my-fabulous-weekend-by-virginia.html' title='My Fabulous Weekend by       Virginia'/><author><name>room 22</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02189652331400638348</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WfSELHq0fuI/SRaZFFMYF6I/AAAAAAAAABM/Hkqc38y2qvk/S220/IMG_5786.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-126580393606272533.post-8909662629423988110</id><published>2008-12-13T18:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T18:24:13.869-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Shim -    Church</title><content type='html'>Last Sunday we went to the church,very early.  We always go to church on Sunday  but  things seem to be different. Everyone is cleaning up outside. They are doing hard work outside and the kids....THEY DO NOTHING!!!So we felt so boring,monotonous.  Suddenly I got an idea.  My idea is asking my aunty if we can watch the telvision upstairs inside the church. You know what she said?  She answered....YES!Yippie!!  It was tremendous.There are  heaps  of interesting movies in there.  I felt great and do you know what I  mean.....I DON’T FEEL BORED!!!  Oh no I heard my mum calling me.   Oh oh I’m going home. I said bye bye to my friend  and also the television.  My friend laughed.  I felt iritated.  Oh well I guess I have to go.  That was fun watching the television.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/126580393606272533-8909662629423988110?l=room22stanhoperoadschool.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://room22stanhoperoadschool.blogspot.com/feeds/8909662629423988110/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=126580393606272533&amp;postID=8909662629423988110' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126580393606272533/posts/default/8909662629423988110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126580393606272533/posts/default/8909662629423988110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://room22stanhoperoadschool.blogspot.com/2008/12/shim-church.html' title='Shim -    Church'/><author><name>room 22</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02189652331400638348</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WfSELHq0fuI/SRaZFFMYF6I/AAAAAAAAABM/Hkqc38y2qvk/S220/IMG_5786.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-126580393606272533.post-7924061315050320981</id><published>2008-12-13T18:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T18:20:04.951-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Big BirthdayParty  Rupali r22</title><content type='html'>Yesterday at 4:30 pm I went to Mt Eden because it was our god Sia Baba’s birthday and he was turing 83 years years old .When it’s his birthday it rains.  When we got there the Mt Roskill Kids were geting ready” thats my center”. When our show started I was petrified. When my group was  dancing I was traumatized and proud of the whole group. People clapped. They said we showed one of the values “ Eneti . I really had lots of fun with my family and friends and Sai Baba . I hoped that he had a very good birthday party with his children.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/126580393606272533-7924061315050320981?l=room22stanhoperoadschool.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://room22stanhoperoadschool.blogspot.com/feeds/7924061315050320981/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=126580393606272533&amp;postID=7924061315050320981' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126580393606272533/posts/default/7924061315050320981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126580393606272533/posts/default/7924061315050320981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://room22stanhoperoadschool.blogspot.com/2008/12/big-birthdayparty-rupali-r22.html' title='The Big BirthdayParty  Rupali r22'/><author><name>room 22</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02189652331400638348</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WfSELHq0fuI/SRaZFFMYF6I/AAAAAAAAABM/Hkqc38y2qvk/S220/IMG_5786.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-126580393606272533.post-791781983461027282</id><published>2008-12-13T17:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T17:50:41.981-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mt Wellington by Rahul</title><content type='html'>On the weekend we wet to the MT Wellington mountain. I stepped on poo   My  dad did too.  When we reached the top we had a pit stop.  We drank some water.   After we were going to watch Harry Potter  I slipped on some rocks.  My dad was dancing pop.  My sister fell down on me and my dad laughed loud.   Then we were goin. Me and my dad were following.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/126580393606272533-791781983461027282?l=room22stanhoperoadschool.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://room22stanhoperoadschool.blogspot.com/feeds/791781983461027282/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=126580393606272533&amp;postID=791781983461027282' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126580393606272533/posts/default/791781983461027282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126580393606272533/posts/default/791781983461027282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://room22stanhoperoadschool.blogspot.com/2008/12/mt-wellington-by-rahul.html' title='Mt Wellington by Rahul'/><author><name>room 22</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02189652331400638348</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WfSELHq0fuI/SRaZFFMYF6I/AAAAAAAAABM/Hkqc38y2qvk/S220/IMG_5786.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-126580393606272533.post-2684599193189197128</id><published>2008-12-13T17:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T17:45:50.614-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Weekend by Pelenaise</title><content type='html'>In the weekend my nana went to Tonga to see her mum  because she has lost some weight.  So my nana took  heaps of food so they can eat.  My grampa went to take my nana to the airport.  I was feeling despondent because i did’nt take my nana to the airport. When my nana come's back from Tonga my cousins are going to come from Australia for Chirstmas.  We are going to a beach.My nana is going to make pineapple pie. Before my nana made jam pie just for a treat.  I had a sad day when my nana was gone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                          T&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/126580393606272533-2684599193189197128?l=room22stanhoperoadschool.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://room22stanhoperoadschool.blogspot.com/feeds/2684599193189197128/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=126580393606272533&amp;postID=2684599193189197128' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126580393606272533/posts/default/2684599193189197128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126580393606272533/posts/default/2684599193189197128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://room22stanhoperoadschool.blogspot.com/2008/12/weekend-by-pelenaise.html' title='The Weekend by Pelenaise'/><author><name>room 22</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02189652331400638348</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WfSELHq0fuI/SRaZFFMYF6I/AAAAAAAAABM/Hkqc38y2qvk/S220/IMG_5786.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-126580393606272533.post-693503682599770434</id><published>2008-12-10T15:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T15:52:53.601-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/126580393606272533-693503682599770434?l=room22stanhoperoadschool.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://room22stanhoperoadschool.blogspot.com/feeds/693503682599770434/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=126580393606272533&amp;postID=693503682599770434' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126580393606272533/posts/default/693503682599770434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126580393606272533/posts/default/693503682599770434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://room22stanhoperoadschool.blogspot.com/2008/12/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>room 22</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02189652331400638348</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WfSELHq0fuI/SRaZFFMYF6I/AAAAAAAAABM/Hkqc38y2qvk/S220/IMG_5786.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-126580393606272533.post-3858451362617109434</id><published>2008-12-01T20:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-01T20:55:42.231-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dad's birthday by Indila</title><content type='html'>On Friday we went to buy food and cake for my Dad because it was his birthday.  I was happy and so was my little brother. We watched High  School musical 2.  They like High School Musical and after that we ate KFC.  I t was yum.  We enjoyed the KFC and we sang Happy Birthday to him and we went to watch tv.  We like High School Musical.  It was fun.  After that we went to sleep.  On Saturday we watched cartoons.  My other brother went to another house.  My brother was crying because Junior went to the other house.  He was crying . We watched cartoons on tv and we went to sleep on Saturday night.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/126580393606272533-3858451362617109434?l=room22stanhoperoadschool.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://room22stanhoperoadschool.blogspot.com/feeds/3858451362617109434/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=126580393606272533&amp;postID=3858451362617109434' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126580393606272533/posts/default/3858451362617109434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126580393606272533/posts/default/3858451362617109434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://room22stanhoperoadschool.blogspot.com/2008/12/dads-birthday-by-indila.html' title='Dad&apos;s birthday by Indila'/><author><name>room 22</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02189652331400638348</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WfSELHq0fuI/SRaZFFMYF6I/AAAAAAAAABM/Hkqc38y2qvk/S220/IMG_5786.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-126580393606272533.post-3290593846169121246</id><published>2008-12-01T20:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-01T20:49:42.022-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pluses by Bianca</title><content type='html'>On Sunday I went to my friend's house to play a game.  We played spaceships.  It was hectic.  I had to pluses.  It was easy but 3 or 4 of them are not that easy at all.  So time was up and I tried to get something.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/126580393606272533-3290593846169121246?l=room22stanhoperoadschool.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://room22stanhoperoadschool.blogspot.com/feeds/3290593846169121246/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=126580393606272533&amp;postID=3290593846169121246' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126580393606272533/posts/default/3290593846169121246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126580393606272533/posts/default/3290593846169121246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://room22stanhoperoadschool.blogspot.com/2008/12/pluses-by-bianca.html' title='Pluses by Bianca'/><author><name>room 22</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02189652331400638348</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WfSELHq0fuI/SRaZFFMYF6I/AAAAAAAAABM/Hkqc38y2qvk/S220/IMG_5786.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-126580393606272533.post-3203448070926255672</id><published>2008-12-01T20:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-01T20:46:08.076-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Weekend by Beatrice</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;On Sunday I watched TV.  I had breakfast.  It was weetbix.  I massaged my Nana's back.  Me and my family were watching tv.  I felt sleepy and I went to bed for a nap.  My Nana woke me up to play with my cousins.  My cousin was hungry so I gave him food and we played.  We ran around the house and went to my bedroom and played.  My other cousin was looking at himself in the mirror.  I tried to take him away.  My uncle was watching tv.  He changed it to music and my two cousins were watching.  My uncle was mowing the lawn.. My little cousin was so sleepy and my u uncle and cousins left.  I was sad.  My Nana said goodbye.  We were waiting for dinner.  When dinner was ready I set the table and we prayed.  We ate .  It was yummy.  We ate.  It was yummy. I watched tv. My Nana had a shower and I changed into my pjs.  My Nana bought the bed and we watched the Simpsons.  It was funny and I had some milk.  When the Simpsons finished,  I went to bed and wrote in my notebook.  I watched a movie and went to bed.  The movie was cool.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/126580393606272533-3203448070926255672?l=room22stanhoperoadschool.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://room22stanhoperoadschool.blogspot.com/feeds/3203448070926255672/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=126580393606272533&amp;postID=3203448070926255672' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126580393606272533/posts/default/3203448070926255672'/><link rel='self' 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excited.  It was my first time to do that.  When we got there we made a circle amd sang a sorry song and then we prayed.  Suddenly we heard the fire alarm and all the kids went rushing to their paretns.  I saw mine and I went with them.  We didn't see any fire or smoke.  After that the fire truck came and the firemen checked it.  We were outside for 30 minutes.  One of the firemen told us to go inside.  In the afternoon we went to the ASB showgrounds.  There were lots of people there and Mum and I bought my Dad perfume.  There were cool shades and we looked at some things.  My Mom bought my Grandpa a watch.  The colour was black and gold.  Finally we were at the counter.  When we went outside it was raining.  We were in the car and I was sleeping.  When we were nearly at home I got the mail.  My Mum gave the perfume to my Dad.  It was Brut.  I watched tv at home.  I went to sleep because I was tired and I wished we would go fishing next time.  I had a really wonderful weekend.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/126580393606272533-969581611523923123?l=room22stanhoperoadschool.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://room22stanhoperoadschool.blogspot.com/feeds/969581611523923123/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=126580393606272533&amp;postID=969581611523923123' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126580393606272533/posts/default/969581611523923123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126580393606272533/posts/default/969581611523923123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://room22stanhoperoadschool.blogspot.com/2008/12/long-day-by-aleka.html' title='Long Day By ALEKA'/><author><name>room 22</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02189652331400638348</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WfSELHq0fuI/SRaZFFMYF6I/AAAAAAAAABM/Hkqc38y2qvk/S220/IMG_5786.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-126580393606272533.post-3317329245866706352</id><published>2008-11-29T22:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-29T22:56:44.936-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Baby Boy by Nancy</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;On Ssaturday 22 November my aunty had a baby boy.  I felt aroused because they came to my house.  Then they went to Mt Wellington.  My Nan is going there but she has to wait because there are too many people there.  I was upset because I couldn't go to Mt Wellington to see the baby.  It was a marvellous day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/126580393606272533-3317329245866706352?l=room22stanhoperoadschool.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://room22stanhoperoadschool.blogspot.com/feeds/3317329245866706352/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=126580393606272533&amp;postID=3317329245866706352' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126580393606272533/posts/default/3317329245866706352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126580393606272533/posts/default/3317329245866706352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://room22stanhoperoadschool.blogspot.com/2008/11/baby-boy-by-nancy.html' title='Baby Boy by Nancy'/><author><name>room 22</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02189652331400638348</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WfSELHq0fuI/SRaZFFMYF6I/AAAAAAAAABM/Hkqc38y2qvk/S220/IMG_5786.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-126580393606272533.post-7324513094572507494</id><published>2008-11-29T22:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-29T22:37:37.248-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Shopping by Jessie</title><content type='html'>Yesterday Dad, my sister and I drove to my sister's friend's house.  When we left her we went to St Lukes.  We went into Kmart.  I was looking for a Christmas and birthday present but I haven't found a birthday present.  Then we ate lunch.  We ate Macdonalds.  I ate a sandwich with a sundae&lt;div&gt;I got a toy called the Bilby.  Then we went back to K mart to find a birthday present and I found a hotrod.  Its doors can open and the engine pops up.  I really like it.  Next we went to Western Springs.  We saw geese and eels.  Then we played on the playground.  I played on the swing.  I found a long stick.  I used it as a fishing rod.  Sometimes I whacked the water.  Then we went home and I had a gorgeous day.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/126580393606272533-7324513094572507494?l=room22stanhoperoadschool.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://room22stanhoperoadschool.blogspot.com/feeds/7324513094572507494/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=126580393606272533&amp;postID=7324513094572507494' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126580393606272533/posts/default/7324513094572507494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126580393606272533/posts/default/7324513094572507494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://room22stanhoperoadschool.blogspot.com/2008/11/shopping-by-jessie.html' title='Shopping by Jessie'/><author><name>room 22</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02189652331400638348</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WfSELHq0fuI/SRaZFFMYF6I/AAAAAAAAABM/Hkqc38y2qvk/S220/IMG_5786.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-126580393606272533.post-4537981927109717590</id><published>2008-11-29T22:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-29T22:29:38.964-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Olivia -  Packing</title><content type='html'>On Saturday morning I helped my Dad and my Mum pack.  We went to the other house.  I felt sad  because I'm going to miss my school.  When we got there I helped my Dad and my big brother.  When we had finished we went back home.  When we got back we packed up more.  When we got there we lifted some more stuff upstairs.  Then we went home.  I felt happy because we were lifting all of that stuff.  When we got back into the truck I said that was easy.  Then we went home and had a rest.  When we finished having a rest we went to get some vegetables and meat and some other stuff.  We went home and had lunch.  We had cookies and sandwiches.  After that we went outside to play.  We had a long time.  Then we had dinner and went to bed.  In the morning we went again and after we had to go to the pet shop.  We bought a bunny.  It keeps on following me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/126580393606272533-4537981927109717590?l=room22stanhoperoadschool.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://room22stanhoperoadschool.blogspot.com/feeds/4537981927109717590/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=126580393606272533&amp;postID=4537981927109717590' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126580393606272533/posts/default/4537981927109717590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126580393606272533/posts/default/4537981927109717590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://room22stanhoperoadschool.blogspot.com/2008/11/olivia-packing.html' title='Olivia -  Packing'/><author><name>room 22</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02189652331400638348</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WfSELHq0fuI/SRaZFFMYF6I/AAAAAAAAABM/Hkqc38y2qvk/S220/IMG_5786.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-126580393606272533.post-1585050164546499270</id><published>2008-11-29T20:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-29T20:17:36.096-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rainbows End by Quentin</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Last Saturday we went to Rainbows End.  We went on lots of rides.  I was afraid on the roller coaster.  Some rides were traumatized rides.  My sister went on the Power Source.  She got over anxious.  We went on most of the rides and my sister was not scared on the Fearfall.  I was not scared for my sister but for my Mum and my aunty.  They were scared.  My Dad didn't play on lots of rides&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/126580393606272533-1585050164546499270?l=room22stanhoperoadschool.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://room22stanhoperoadschool.blogspot.com/feeds/1585050164546499270/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=126580393606272533&amp;postID=1585050164546499270' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126580393606272533/posts/default/1585050164546499270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/126580393606272533/posts/default/1585050164546499270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://room22stanhoperoadschool.blogspot.com/2008/11/rainbows-end-by-quentin.html' title='Rainbows End by Quentin'/><author><name>room 22</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02189652331400638348</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WfSELHq0fuI/SRaZFFMYF6I/AAAAAAAAABM/Hkqc38y2qvk/S220/IMG_5786.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-126580393606272533.post-1240405881455751307</id><published>2008-11-29T20:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-29T20:12:52.078-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Visitor by Virginia</title><content type='html'>I was amazed at how much air pollution there was in our air.  We are all thankful for your special advice.  I have now learnt not to use the car too much.  There is nothing wrong with walking.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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