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		<title>sentences and stuff</title>
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		<description><![CDATA[Rules and examples to help you make simple sentences.  To make a sentence you need three things:1. A sentence is a group of words that makes sense on its own.  Cheese, car, house, table on Tuesday. This isn&#8217;t a sentence &#8211; it doesn&#8217;t make sense.  I parked my car next to my house. This is a sentence. [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=ss4kid.wordpress.com&amp;blog=109827&amp;post=11&amp;subd=ss4kid&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p><strong><span style="font-size:14pt;font-family:Futura;"><font face="Times New Roman">Rules and examples to help you make simple sentences.</font></span></strong><strong><span style="font-family:Arial-BoldMT;"><font face="Times New Roman"> </font></p>
<p></span></strong><span style="font-family:ArialMT;"><font face="Times New Roman">To make a sentence you need three things:</font></span><font face="Times New Roman"><strong><span style="font-family:Arial-BoldMT;">1. A sentence is a group of words that makes sense on its own</span></strong><span style="font-family:ArialMT;">.</span></font><span style="font-family:ArialMT;"><font face="Times New Roman"> </font></p>
<p></span><font face="Times New Roman"><em><span style="font-family:Arial-ItalicMT;">Cheese, car, house, table on Tuesday</span></em><span style="font-family:ArialMT;">.</span></font><span style="font-family:ArialMT;"><font face="Times New Roman"><span> </span>This <strong>isn&#8217;t</strong> a sentence &#8211; it doesn&#8217;t make sense.</font></span><span style="font-family:ArialMT;"><font face="Times New Roman"> </font></p>
<p></span><font face="Times New Roman"><em><span style="font-family:Arial-ItalicMT;">I parked my car next to my house</span></em><span style="font-family:ArialMT;">.</span></font><span style="font-family:ArialMT;"><font face="Times New Roman"><span> </span>This <strong>is</strong> a sentence. You can understand what it means. It makes sense on its own.</font></span><span style="font-family:ArialMT;"><font face="Times New Roman"> </font></p>
<p></span><font face="Times New Roman"><strong><span style="font-family:Arial-BoldMT;">2. When you are writing you need to use the right sentence punctuation.</span></strong><span style="font-family:ArialMT;"> </span></font><span style="font-family:ArialMT;"><font face="Times New Roman"><span> </span>Using punctuation will show the person who is reading your writing where the sentences begin and end.</font></span><span style="font-family:ArialMT;"><span></span><font face="Times New Roman">• <span>   </span>A sentence must begin with a capital letter.</font></span><span style="font-family:ArialMT;"><span></span><font face="Times New Roman">• <span>   </span>A sentence must end with a full-stop (.), a question mark (?), or an exclamation mark (!). NOT A COMMA!</font></span><span style="font-family:ArialMT;"><font face="Times New Roman"> </font></p>
<p></span><font face="Times New Roman"><strong><span style="font-family:Arial-BoldMT;">3. A sentence also needs two kinds of words in it</span></strong><span style="font-family:ArialMT;">:</span></font><span style="font-family:ArialMT;"><span></span><font face="Times New Roman">• <span>   </span>A sentence must have a </font></span><font face="Times New Roman"><strong><span style="color:blue;font-family:Arial-BoldMT;">VERB</span></strong><span style="font-family:ArialMT;"> (a doing word).</span></font><font face="Times New Roman"><span style="font-family:ArialMT;"><span> </span>e.g. </span><em><span style="font-family:Arial-ItalicMT;">like, is, cooking, walked, need</span></em><span style="font-family:ArialMT;">.</span></font><span style="font-family:ArialMT;"><span></span><font face="Times New Roman">• <span>   </span>A sentence must also have a </font></span><font face="Times New Roman"><strong><em><span style="color:blue;font-family:Arial-BoldItalicMT;">SUBJECT</span></em></strong><span style="font-family:ArialMT;">. This is the person, or the thing, that is doing the verb.</span></font><font face="Times New Roman"><span style="font-family:ArialMT;"><span> </span>e.g. </span><em><span style="font-family:Arial-ItalicMT;">I, Beppe, Tuesday, dog, you, table, the weather,</span></em><span style="font-family:ArialMT;">.</span></font><span style="font-family:ArialMT;"><font face="Times New Roman"> </font></p>
<p></span><font face="Times New Roman"><span style="font-family:ArialMT;">Here are some examples of sentences that show you the </span><strong><span style="color:blue;font-family:Arial-BoldMT;">verbs</span></strong><span style="font-family:ArialMT;"> and the </span><strong><em><span style="color:blue;font-family:Arial-BoldItalicMT;">subjects</span></em></strong><span style="font-family:ArialMT;">:</span></font><font face="Times New Roman"><span style="font-family:ArialMT;"><span> </span>Last week </span><strong><em><span style="color:blue;font-family:Arial-BoldItalicMT;">Peggy</span></em></strong><span style="font-family:ArialMT;"><span>  </span></span><strong><span style="color:blue;font-family:Arial-BoldMT;">redecorated</span></strong><span style="font-family:ArialMT;"> the pub.</span></font><font face="Times New Roman"><strong><span style="color:blue;font-family:Arial-BoldMT;">Are</span></strong><span style="font-family:ArialMT;"><span>  </span></span><strong><em><span style="color:blue;font-family:Arial-BoldItalicMT;">you</span></em></strong><span style="font-family:ArialMT;"> hungry yet?</span></font><font face="Times New Roman"><strong><em><span style="color:blue;font-family:Arial-BoldItalicMT;">Martin</span></em></strong><span style="font-family:ArialMT;">, </span><strong><span style="color:blue;font-family:Arial-BoldMT;">be</span></strong><span style="font-family:ArialMT;"> quiet.</span></font><font face="Times New Roman"><strong><em><span style="color:blue;font-family:Arial-BoldItalicMT;">Tuesday</span></em></strong><span style="font-family:ArialMT;"><span>  </span></span><strong><span style="color:blue;font-family:Arial-BoldMT;">was</span></strong><span style="font-family:ArialMT;"> very rainy and cold.</span></font><span style="font-family:ArialMT;"><font face="Times New Roman"> </font></p>
<p></span><font face="Times New Roman"><strong><span style="font-family:Arial-BoldMT;">Other things to know about sentences:</span></strong><span style="font-family:ArialMT;"> </span></font><span style="font-family:ArialMT;"><font face="Times New Roman"><span> </span>Sentences can be very short, or very long. There is no correct number of words that should be in a sentence. The length of the sentence depends on what you want to say and the effect you want to get.</font></span><span style="font-family:ArialMT;"><font face="Times New Roman"><span> </span>BEWARE! If your sentences go on for many lines, make sure that you haven&#8217;t really put several sentences together as one sentence.</font></span><span style="font-family:ArialMT;"><font face="Times New Roman"> </font></p>
<p></span><span style="font-family:ArialMT;"><font face="Times New Roman">It&#8217;s important to remember that you don&#8217;t always need to write in sentences. For example, a shopping list doesn&#8217;t need sentences, but a job application does.</font></span><span style="font-family:ArialMT;"><font face="Times New Roman"> </font></p>
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<p></span><span style="font-family:ArialMT;"><font face="Times New Roman">TRUE/FALSE</font></span><font face="Times New Roman"><span style="font-family:ArialMT;"><span>1)<span style="font:7pt 'Times New Roman';">     </span></span></span><span style="font-family:ArialMT;">I&#8217;ll have a Big Mac with fries, please. T</span></font><font face="Times New Roman"><span style="font-family:ArialMT;"><span>2)<span style="font:7pt 'Times New Roman';">     </span></span></span><span style="font-family:ArialMT;">The baby was born on. F</span></font><font face="Times New Roman"><span style="font-family:ArialMT;"><span>3)<span style="font:7pt 'Times New Roman';">     </span></span></span><span style="font-family:ArialMT;">No! T</span></font><font face="Times New Roman"><span style="font-family:ArialMT;"><span>4)<span style="font:7pt 'Times New Roman';">     </span></span></span><span style="font-family:ArialMT;">Yesterday was a bright, sunny day in Croydon.</span></font><font face="Times New Roman"><span style="font-family:ArialMT;"><span>5)<span style="font:7pt 'Times New Roman';">     </span></span></span><span style="font-family:ArialMT;">Friday night at seven. F</span></font><font face="Times New Roman"><span style="font-family:ArialMT;"><span>6)<span style="font:7pt 'Times New Roman';">     </span></span></span><span style="font-family:ArialMT;">Last Tuesday my car was stolen. T</span></font><font face="Times New Roman"><span style="font-family:ArialMT;"><span>7)<span style="font:7pt 'Times New Roman';">     </span></span></span><span style="font-family:ArialMT;">Once upon a time, long, long ago, there was a beautiful princess who lived in a remote castle. T</span></font><font face="Times New Roman"><span style="font-family:ArialMT;"><span>8)<span style="font:7pt 'Times New Roman';">     </span></span></span><span style="font-family:ArialMT;">Turn that music down! T</span></font><span style="font-family:ArialMT;"><font face="Times New Roman"> </font></p>
<p></span><span style="font-family:ArialMT;"><font face="Times New Roman">MAKE A SENTENCE</font></span><span style="font-family:ArialMT;"><font face="Times New Roman"> </font></p>
<p></span><font face="Times New Roman"><span style="font-family:ArialMT;"><span>1)<span style="font:7pt 'Times New Roman';">     </span></span></span><span style="font-family:ArialMT;">About a dog running.</span></font><font face="Times New Roman"><span style="font-family:ArialMT;"><span>2)<span style="font:7pt 'Times New Roman';">     </span></span></span><span style="font-family:ArialMT;">The dog ran alongside the man in the park.</span></font><font face="Times New Roman"><span style="font-family:ArialMT;"><span>3)<span style="font:7pt 'Times New Roman';">     </span></span></span><span style="font-family:ArialMT;">About someone losing weight</span></font><font face="Times New Roman"><span style="font-family:ArialMT;"><span>4)<span style="font:7pt 'Times New Roman';">     </span></span></span><span style="font-family:ArialMT;">Mt friend is on a diet to lose weight.</span></font><font face="Times New Roman"><span style="font-family:ArialMT;"><span>5)<span style="font:7pt 'Times New Roman';">     </span></span></span><span style="font-family:ArialMT;">About watching Big Brother</span></font><font face="Times New Roman"><span style="font-family:ArialMT;"><span>6)<span style="font:7pt 'Times New Roman';">     </span></span></span><span style="font-family:ArialMT;">Last night I watched big brother on channel 10.</span></font><font face="Times New Roman"><span style="font-family:ArialMT;"><span>7)<span style="font:7pt 'Times New Roman';">     </span></span></span><span style="font-family:ArialMT;">About getting to school</span></font><font face="Times New Roman"><span style="font-family:ArialMT;"><span>8)<span style="font:7pt 'Times New Roman';">     </span></span></span><span style="font-family:ArialMT;">I walk to the station and catch a train to school.</span></font><font face="Times New Roman"><span style="font-family:ArialMT;"><span>9)<span style="font:7pt 'Times New Roman';">     </span></span></span><span style="font-family:ArialMT;">About&#8230;?</span></font><font face="Times New Roman"><span style="font-family:ArialMT;"><span>10)<span style="font:7pt 'Times New Roman';"> </span></span></span><span style="font-family:ArialMT;">Mt favorite sport is tennis.</span></font><span style="font-family:Arial;"> </p>
<p></span><span style="font-family:Arial;">PUNCTUATE!</span><span style="font-family:Arial;"> </p>
<p></span><span style="color:#666666;font-family:Arial;">Put full stops in the correct places in these groups of sentences. (You&#8217;ll need to add capitals where there are new sentences.)</span><span style="font-family:Arial;"></span><span style="font-family:Arial;"> </p>
<p></span><span style="font-family:Arial;">1. It had been raining for weeks. The river was rising very quickly and the farmers were afraid the dam would burst. We decided we would have to leave our farm.</span><span style="font-family:Arial;"> </p>
<p></span><span style="font-family:Arial;">2. You should not drive if you have been drinking. It has been proven that accidents are more likely when drivers have been drinking.</span><span style="font-family:Arial;"> </p>
<p></span><span style="color:#666666;font-family:Arial;">Put question marks and full stops in the correct places in these groups of sentences. (There are two sentences in each example)</span><span style="font-family:Arial;"></span><span style="font-family:Arial;"> </p>
<p></span><span style="font-family:Arial;">1. I am going to wash the dishes. Will you peel the potatoes for me?</span><span style="font-family:Arial;"> </p>
<p></span><span style="font-family:Arial;">2. He is going by car. Are you going by bus?</span><span style="font-family:Arial;"> </p>
<p></span><span style="font-family:Arial;">3. How are you? I hope you are well.</span><strong><span style="font-family:Arial;"> </p>
<p></span></strong><span style="color:#666666;font-family:Arial;">Put exclamation marks in the correct places in the following.</span><span style="font-family:Arial;"></span><span style="font-family:Arial;"> </p>
<p></span><span style="font-family:Arial;">1. What wonderful news!</span><span style="font-family:Arial;"> </p>
<p></span><span style="font-family:Arial;"><span> </span>2. Come here this instant!</span><span style="font-family:Arial;"> </p>
<p></span><span style="font-family:Arial;"><span> </span>3. Help!</span><span style="font-family:Arial;"></span></p>
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		<description><![CDATA[The Simple Gift Outline-The simple gift is a story of hatred, love, trust and becoming a man. It is a story of a guy named Billy, how after running away from his drunken father starts a new life on his own. He catches a train where he meets the train driver named Ernie, who dreams [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=ss4kid.wordpress.com&amp;blog=109827&amp;post=10&amp;subd=ss4kid&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>The Simple Gift Outline-The simple gift is a story of hatred, love, trust and becoming a man. It is a story of a guy named Billy, how after running away from his drunken father starts a new life on his own. He catches a train where he meets the train driver named Ernie, who dreams of fishing far away from home for some peace and quiet. The train leads him to Bendarat, a local town where he meets Caitlin, the girl of his dreams while he is stealing food of tables from McDonalds. They meet while she is washing the floor. &nbsp;He sleeps in an abandoned train carriage where he meets old Bill, an old frayed man who lost his daughter and wife, left his house and decided to drink his life away in a train carriage next to Billy. Billy and Caitlin share a certain connection. Over time they establish a true relationship with each other. Old Bill and Billy work in a fruit factory for a week getting paid over $400. Caitlin and Billy hold a special dinner for Old Bill. Old Bill gives Billy his old house as long as he keeps it clean and fixes up any problems with it. Billy and Caitlin move in to the house and live together. While old Bill decides to move away from Bendarat. They live happily ever after. &nbsp;</p>
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<p>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; 24/5/2156Dear diary, I have been cryogenically frozen for the last 150 years because my life was going down the drain; I had lost my family and everyone I knew in a freak accident. The only choice was suicide but then I discovered a new project that the government were working on, the cryogenically freezing process. I was the first to try it out. There was some danger involved in the process but with nothing to live for I&rsquo;d thought I&rsquo;d try it out. I awoke in a scientific lab with robots everywhere, controlling everything. I was rushed out by a human and set on a cold stone table. I was strapped down and needles injected in me. They were running tests and stuff to see if I was ok, I had passed the cryogenic freeze. They asked me if I could talk, to my surprise I couldn&rsquo;t get the words out of my mouth. They handed me a piece of paper and asked my to write my name. I couldn&rsquo;t pick up the pen properly and when I did I could only write scribble, I felt like crying. They chucked some clothes on me and put me in a dark room and closed the door all I could see was a chair in the middle of the room with a beam of bright light shining down on it. A deep dark voice rang out through the room saying to sit down on the chair. As soon as I sat down on the chair and they bombarded me with questions that I could only answer with a node or a shake of the head, they told me that I would for the next five years being kept in the facility, the next 5 years would be living hell. </p>
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		<title>the anzac article</title>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 25 May 2006 02:49:43 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[The Anzac story- By Ben Crouch The Gallipoli campaign took place between April and December 1915 in an effort to take the Dardanelles from the Turkish Ottoman Empire and thus force it out of the war. 60,000 Australians and 18,000 New Zealanders were part of a larger British force. 26,000 Australians and 7,571 New Zealanders [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=ss4kid.wordpress.com&amp;blog=109827&amp;post=8&amp;subd=ss4kid&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p><font face="Times New Roman"><strong>The Anzac story-</strong></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><font size="3">By Ben Crouch</font></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><font size="3">The Gallipoli campaign took place between April and December 1915 in an effort to take the<br />
Dardanelles from the Turkish Ottoman Empire and thus force it out of the war. 60,000 Australians and 18,000 New Zealanders were part of a larger British force. 26,000 Australians and 7,571 New Zealanders were wounded, and 7,594 Australians and 2,431 NZs were killed. In some ways Gallipoli was a minor campaign but it took on considerable national and personal importance to the Australians and New Zealanders who fought there. </font></p>
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<p class="MsoNormal"><font size="3">The Gallipoli Campaign was<br />
New Zealand&#39;s introduction to the Great War. New Zealanders fought on the<br />
Peninsula from the day of the landings until the evacuation of 20 December </font>1915. Anzac day is marked throughout the country with Dawn Parades and other services. Shops are closed in the morning. It is a very important day to New Zealanders for a variety of reasons. The Anzacs went through a hell of a lot, they may have got defeated but their memories stay with us forever and so do their stories. We pay our respects to Vice Admiral de Robeck and General Sir Ian Hamilton</p>
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		<title>The Two Trees Poem</title>
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		<description><![CDATA[THE TWO TREESby: William Butler Yeats (1865-1939) ELOVED, gaze in thine own heart, The holy tree is growing there; From joy the holy branches start, And all the trembling flowers they bear. The changing colours of its fruit Have dowered the stars with merry light; The surety of its hidden root Has planted quiet in [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=ss4kid.wordpress.com&amp;blog=109827&amp;post=7&amp;subd=ss4kid&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p><font size="3"><font face="Times New Roman">THE TWO TREES</font></font><font size="3"><b><i>by: William </i></b><br />
<b><i>Butler</i></b><b><i> Yeats (1865-1939)</i></b></font><br />
<font size="3"><font face="Times New Roman">ELOVED, gaze in thine own heart, </font></font><font size="3"><font face="Times New Roman">The holy tree is growing there; </font></font><font size="3"><font face="Times New Roman">From joy the holy branches start, </font></font><font size="3"><font face="Times New Roman">And all the trembling flowers they bear. </font></font><font size="3"><font face="Times New Roman">The changing colours of its fruit </font></font><font size="3"><font face="Times New Roman">Have dowered the stars with merry light; </font></font><font size="3"><font face="Times New Roman">The surety of its hidden root </font></font><font size="3"><font face="Times New Roman">Has planted quiet in the night; </font></font><font size="3"><font face="Times New Roman">The shaking of its leafy head </font></font><font size="3"><font face="Times New Roman">Has given the waves their melody, </font></font><font size="3"><font face="Times New Roman">And made my lips and music wed, </font></font><font size="3"><font face="Times New Roman">Murmuring a wizard song for thee. </font></font><font size="3"><font face="Times New Roman">There the Loves a circle go, </font></font><font size="3"><font face="Times New Roman">The flaming circle of our days, </font></font><font size="3"><font face="Times New Roman">Gyring, spiring to and fro </font></font><font size="3"><font face="Times New Roman">In those great ignorant leafy ways; </font></font><font size="3"><font face="Times New Roman">Remembering all that shaken hair </font></font><font size="3"><font face="Times New Roman">And how the winged sandals dart, </font></font><font size="3"><font face="Times New Roman">Thine eyes grow full of tender care: </font></font><font size="3"><font face="Times New Roman">Beloved, gaze in thine own heart. </font></font><font size="3"><font face="Times New Roman">&nbsp; </font></font><font size="3"><font face="Times New Roman">Gaze no more in the bitter glass </font></font><font size="3"><font face="Times New Roman">The demons, with their subtle guile, </font></font><font size="3"><font face="Times New Roman">Lift up before us when they pass, </font></font><font size="3"><font face="Times New Roman">Or only gaze a little while; </font></font><font size="3"><font face="Times New Roman">For there a fatal image grows </font></font><font size="3"><font face="Times New Roman">That the stormy night receives, </font></font><font size="3"><font face="Times New Roman">Roots half hidden under snows, </font></font><font size="3"><font face="Times New Roman">Broken boughs and blackened leaves. </font></font><font size="3"><font face="Times New Roman">For all things turn to barrenness </font></font><font size="3"><font face="Times New Roman">In the dim glass the demons hold, </font></font><font size="3"><font face="Times New Roman">The glass of outer weariness, </font></font><font size="3"><font face="Times New Roman">Made when God slept in times of old. </font></font><font size="3"><font face="Times New Roman">There, through the broken branches, go </font></font><font size="3"><font face="Times New Roman">The ravens of unresting thought; </font></font><font size="3"><font face="Times New Roman">Flying, crying, to and fro, </font></font><font size="3"><font face="Times New Roman">Cruel claw and hungry throat, </font></font><font size="3"><font face="Times New Roman">Or else they stand and sniff the wind, </font></font><font size="3"><font face="Times New Roman">And shake their ragged wings; alas! </font></font><font size="3"><font face="Times New Roman">Thy tender eyes grow all unkind: </font></font></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><font size="3" face="Times New Roman">Gaze no more in the bitter glass. </font></p>
<p><font size="3" face="Times New Roman">The two trees questions!</font></p>
<p><font face="Times New Roman"><font size="3">1.</font>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; <font size="3">The poem is in two parts. Describe the difference in tone and imagery between the two?</font></font></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><font size="3" face="Times New Roman">The difference between the two paragraphs is that one is written in the image of hope, love. While the second paragraph is written in sorrow and unhappiness.</font></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><font face="Times New Roman"><font size="3">2.</font>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; <font size="3">What is the poem about? What does it mean to you?</font></font></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><font size="3" face="Times New Roman">I think the poem is about that there are two sides to every story one being good, one bad</font></p>
<p><font size="3"><font face="Times New Roman">3.&nbsp;&nbsp; Find 10 words in the poem that you don&rsquo;t know the meaning Look Up the words at dictionary.com and cut and paste the definitions&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; </font></font></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><font size="3"><font face="Times New Roman">&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; In your document.</font></font></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><font size="3"><font face="Times New Roman">&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Barrenness- Incapable of producing offspring&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; </font></font></p>
<p><font size="3"><font face="Times New Roman">&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Gyring- A circular or spiral motion, especially a circular ocean&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;</font></font></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><font size="3"><font face="Times New Roman">&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Current</font></font></p>
<p><font size="3"><font face="Times New Roman">&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Thine- Used to indicate the one or ones belonging to thee.</font></font><font size="3"><font face="Times New Roman">&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Guile- Treacherous cunning; skilful deceit. &nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Dowered- A natural endowment or gift; a dowry</font></font><font size="3"><font face="Times New Roman">Winged- One of a pair of movable organs for flying, as the feather-&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; covered modified forelimb of a bird or the skin-covered modified digits of the forelimb of a bat. &nbsp;&nbsp; </font></font><font size="3"><font face="Times New Roman">Spiring- A top part or point that tapers upward; a pinnacle. </font></font><font size="3"><font face="Times New Roman">Subtle- So slight as to be difficult to detect or describe; elusive: <cite>a subtle smile</cite></font></font><font size="3"><font face="Times New Roman"><cite>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; </cite>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Ignorant- Lacking education or knowledge. </font></font></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><font size="3" face="Times New Roman">4.&nbsp;&nbsp; What does the word wizard refer to? </font></p>
<p><font size="3"><font face="Times New Roman">&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; A man of magical powers and supernatural strength.&nbsp;</font></font><font size="3" face="Times New Roman">&nbsp;</font></p>
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		<title>Midnight Terror</title>
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		<description><![CDATA[It was dark and close to midnight, I was at the shops buying bread and milk. I went to the frozen section when I heard an ear-piercing scream, from the front of the store. I slowly grabbed my milk and walked slowly towards the counter. When I turned the corner I saw a young girl [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=ss4kid.wordpress.com&amp;blog=109827&amp;post=6&amp;subd=ss4kid&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p><font size="3">It was dark and close to midnight, I was at the shops buying bread and milk. I went to the frozen section when I heard an ear-piercing scream, from the front of the store. I slowly grabbed my milk and walked slowly towards the counter. When I turned the corner I saw a young girl being held up in the air by something. I slowly walked toward her, when she fell to the ground with a loud &lsquo;thump&rsquo;. When I focused my eyes I realised she had a knife sticking out of her body, and blood everywhere. I dropped my basket and the milk crashed to the floor and rolled away. A head came around the corner, a Telly-Tubby head! It came around the corner, picked up the knife in the little girls body and started waking towards me. I turned and ran to only to trip over the milk I had dropped. I got up as fast as I could and went to run away when someone grabbed my shoulder, I kicked it in the stomach, only to find a person yell and drop to the ground. I turned around and saw I police officer in the ground. &lsquo;I&rsquo;m so sorry&rsquo; I said to him &lsquo;I thought you were a Telly-Tubby&rsquo;. The guy looked at me and said &lsquo;Telly-Tubby&rsquo; in an uncertain voice. O.k. so it didn&rsquo;t sound to convincing, but it was the truth. The police officer called to a Ambulance to come over and look at me. &ldquo;I&rsquo;m fine&rsquo; I yelled pushing his hands away from<br />
me. &lsquo;Dude this isn&rsquo;t the time to be making up stories&rsquo; said the police officer. &lsquo;I&rsquo;m not making up stories&rsquo; I said, I stormed out the supermarket and jumped in my car. </font><font size="3">&nbsp;</font></p>
<p><font size="3">When o got home I grabbed a cold icy-beer and sat down on the couch, and turned on the TV. Apparently the story was already on the TV, and the officer was saying that I was crazy and the culprit was a teletuby. All the press laughed. All of a sudden all the power went off in the house and only the moonlight shinning through the windows lit up the room. I heard a creak in the stairs and got up and went over to the stairs and grabbed a baseball bat and slowly moved towards the stairs. I reached the stairs only to hear running towards the kitchen and fumbling in the drawers. I peaked around the corner to see a dark figure searching for something. I went to turn on the light but remembered that there was no power, when I turned back the person was gone. I followed the figure to the dinning room only to find the thing hurling a chair at me.&nbsp; </font><font size="3">I stood up and saw a black figure lunging at me. Grabbing the figures arms I threw him to the ground and chucked the knife out of his hand. He punched me in the face and picked up his knife, holding me still. Staring me in the eyes for what seemed like hours, but was really only seconds, slit my throat. As he stood up the moonlight shone on his face, to reveal the culprit. A teletuby, my last thoughts were if only they believed me.</font><font size="3">&nbsp;</font></p>
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		<title>Billy and Caitlin</title>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 25 May 2006 02:31:21 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Billy and Caitlin*describe their relationship.Billy and Caitlin&#8217;s relationship is full of love, and happiness. They care deeply for each other and are independent. They have a good girlfriend, boyfriend relationship with each other. But the only problem is that they keep there relationship secret to Everone but Old Bill.*find three examples from the text that [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=ss4kid.wordpress.com&amp;blog=109827&amp;post=5&amp;subd=ss4kid&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Billy and Caitlin*describe their relationship.Billy and Caitlin&rsquo;s relationship is full of love, and happiness. They care deeply for each other and are independent. They have a good girlfriend, boyfriend relationship with each other. But the only problem is that they keep there relationship secret to Everone but Old Bill.*find three examples from the text that illuminate their feelings for each other.1. on one example is on page 38 were Billy talks about what he likes about her2. Another example is the ring that Billy buys for Caitlin.3. One more example is Caitlin doesn&rsquo;t tell the manager about Billy eating the leftovers at Mc Donald&rsquo;s.*how do we know they love each other.You know they love each other because they go places, care for each other, spend lots of time together and share each others personal things.</p>
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		<title>Prose poem</title>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 25 May 2006 02:28:42 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Death by moonlight&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160; It was dark and I slowly walked towards the cliff,&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160; Cold air whishing past my head and causing me to shiver.&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160; As I walked I thought of my life and the people I had met.I had met some truly wonderful people and the places I&#8217;ve been,Well, so many good times and so [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=ss4kid.wordpress.com&amp;blog=109827&amp;post=4&amp;subd=ss4kid&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Death by moonlight&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; <font size="3">It was dark and I slowly walked towards the cliff,&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Cold air whishing past my head and causing me to shiver.&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; As I walked I thought of my life and the people I had met.</font><font size="3">I had met some truly wonderful people and the places I&rsquo;ve been,</font><font size="3">Well, so many good times and so many good memories.</font><font size="3">&nbsp;</font></p>
<p><font size="3">I sat there thinking of things, on the edge of the cliff.</font><font size="3">It looked as no-one had been here for a while, </font><font size="3">As I stared out at the ocean I saw dolphins jumping,</font><font size="3">Water splashing against the rocks, one of them came up to me.</font><font size="3">It spoke a quiet little dolphin voice that they make,</font><font size="3">It seemed to be talking to me; I told it why I was here,</font><font size="3">My story it seemed to be listening, when I was finished it swam.</font><font size="3">It swam as fast as it could away in the distance. It felt for me.</font><font size="3">&nbsp;</font></p>
<p><font size="3">I thought of when I was 8 years old and I broke my knee,</font><font size="3">Mum was there to comfort me and dad sat inside drinking.</font><font size="3">Drinking his life away, it made me so angry all of a sudden.</font><font size="3">Anger that I&rsquo;ve never felt before, I lost it.</font><font size="3">Screaming at the top of my voice why dad, why.</font><font size="3">I picked up a rock and threw it at the car, dad&rsquo;s new car.</font><font size="3">I didn&rsquo;t care, I told him I would bring it back, and I was lying.</font><font size="3">Dad didn&rsquo;t care where I was going as long as his car was alright. </font><font size="3">I picked up another rock and threw it at the windshield.</font><font size="3">It broke, spraying glass everywhere, I didn&rsquo;t care.</font><font size="3">I stood up and asked myself again, why dad, why.</font><font size="3">I wish mum was here, but due to dad&rsquo;s careless driving,</font><font size="3">And drinking she was in a better place, I hope.</font><font size="3">Away from the abuse and yelling.</font><font size="3">As I plunged down to the deep in the cold night air, I would soon join mum.</font><font size="3">Hopefully dad would stop drinking, because where both gone.</font><font size="3">Hopefully he would learn.&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; </font><font size="3">&nbsp;</font></p>
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		<title>Barry White lyrics</title>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 25 May 2006 02:26:26 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Barry White- Can&#8217;t Get Enough of Your Love, Babe LyricsI&#8217;ve heard people say that Too much of anything is not good for you, baby But I don&#8217;t know about that As many times as we&#8217;ve loved We&#8217;ve shared love and made love It doesn&#8217;t seem to me like it&#8217;s enough There&#8217;s just not enough, baby [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=ss4kid.wordpress.com&amp;blog=109827&amp;post=3&amp;subd=ss4kid&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p><u><font size="3"><font face="Times New Roman">Barry White- Can&rsquo;t Get Enough of Your Love, Babe Lyrics</font></font></u><font size="3"><font face="Times New Roman">I&rsquo;ve heard people say that<br />
Too much of anything is not good for you, baby<br />
But I don&rsquo;t know about that<br />
As many times as we&rsquo;ve loved<br />
We&rsquo;ve shared love and made love<br />
It doesn&rsquo;t seem to me like it&rsquo;s enough<br />
There&rsquo;s just not enough, baby<br />
There&rsquo;s just not enough<br />
Oh, oh, baby<br />
Uh-uh</p>
<p>My darling, I<br />
Can&rsquo;t get enough of your love, babe<br />
Girl, I don&rsquo;t know, I don&rsquo;t know why<br />
I can&rsquo;t get enough of your love, babe</p>
<p>Oh, some things I can&rsquo;t get used to<br />
No matter how I try<br />
It&rsquo;s like the more you give, the more I want<br />
And baby, that&rsquo;s no lie, oh, no, babe</p>
<p>Tell me, what can I say, what am I gonna do<br />
How should I feel when everything is you<br />
What kind of love is this that you&rsquo;re givin&rsquo; me<br />
Is it in your kiss or just because you&rsquo;re sweet</p>
<p>Girl, all I know<br />
Is every time you&rsquo;re here<br />
I feel the change<br />
Somethin&rsquo; moves<br />
I scream your name<br />
Look what you got me doin&rsquo;</p>
<p>Darling, I<br />
Can&rsquo;t get enough of your love, babe<br />
Girl, I don&rsquo;t know, I don&rsquo;t know, I don&rsquo;t know why<br />
I can&rsquo;t get enough of your love, babe, oh, no, babe</p>
<p>Girl, if I can only make you see<br />
And make you understand<br />
Girl, your love for me is all I need<br />
And more than I can stand, oh, well, babe</p>
<p>How can I explain all the things I feel<br />
You&rsquo;ve given me so much, girl, you&rsquo;re so unreal<br />
Still I keep loving you more and more each time<br />
Girl, what am I gonna do because you&rsquo;re blowin&rsquo; my mind</p>
<p>I get the same old feelin&rsquo;<br />
Every time you&rsquo;re here<br />
I feel the change<br />
Something&rsquo; moves<br />
I scream your name<br />
Look what you got me doin&rsquo;</p>
<p>Darling, I<br />
Can&rsquo;t get enough of your love, babe<br />
Girl, I don&rsquo;t know, I don&rsquo;t know, I don&rsquo;t know why<br />
I can&rsquo;t get enough of your love, babe</p>
<p>Oh, my darling, I<br />
Can&rsquo;t get enough of your love, babe, oh, babe<br />
Girl, I don&rsquo;t know, I don&rsquo;t know why<br />
I can&rsquo;t get enough of your love, babe</p>
<p>Darling, I<br />
Can&rsquo;t get enough of your love, babe</font></font>&nbsp;</p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><font size="3" face="Times New Roman">I think that Barry White is the king of love and this song is telling his girlfriend how much he loves her and that he can&rsquo;t get enough of her love.</font></p>
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