<?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-11439453</id><updated>2011-04-21T12:21:24.519-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Kaleb's Story Stop</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://storystop.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11439453/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://storystop.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Kaleb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17587068156795692483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/181/3736/320/kcrop.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>15</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11439453.post-115825591448959649</id><published>2006-09-14T10:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-14T10:45:14.500-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Our field trip</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:AmerType Md BT;"&gt;On September 7, 2006, second grade up to sixth grade went on a field trip.  First we went to the&lt;a href="http://www.amarillo.com/globenewscenter/"&gt;Globe News Center&lt;/a&gt;.  The&lt;a href="http://www.hankthecowdog.com/erickson.htm"&gt; author&lt;/a&gt; of&lt;a href="http://www.hankthecowdog.com"&gt; Hank the Cowdog &lt;/a&gt;books sang some Hank the Cowdog songs and talked to all the people in the room.  The room is big. &lt;br /&gt;The author of Hank the Cowdog read a Hank the Cowdog book to the people in the&lt;br /&gt;room.  Next we went to the park and played for a little while.  I played space&lt;br /&gt;ship.  When I was done it was time for lunch.  Mrs. Davis helped me cross the&lt;br /&gt;road to get my lunch box.  I ate my lunch and started to swing.  After a while&lt;br /&gt;Ms. Cook called some grades to pick up trash.  When we were done we went to the&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amarillozoo.org/"&gt;zoo&lt;/a&gt;.  My favorite animal was the Spider Monkey.  We say turtles, grey foxes and some black bears.  After we got done we come back to school. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:AmerType Md BT;"&gt;That was a fun day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11439453-115825591448959649?l=storystop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://storystop.blogspot.com/feeds/115825591448959649/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11439453&amp;postID=115825591448959649' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11439453/posts/default/115825591448959649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11439453/posts/default/115825591448959649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://storystop.blogspot.com/2006/09/our-field-trip.html' title='Our field trip'/><author><name>Kaleb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17587068156795692483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/181/3736/320/kcrop.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11439453.post-113276743049191650</id><published>2005-11-23T09:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-23T09:37:10.503-08:00</updated><title type='text'>God Makes Cotton</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src='http://jamileigh.com/blog/images/cotton.jpg' alt='' align="left" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other day on the way to my Grandma's house my Mom saw some cotton on the &lt;br /&gt;side of the road. It had blown away from the farmers when they were harvesting &lt;br /&gt;it. She went past a big piece the she went back to get it. A car was coming so &lt;br /&gt;she could only get us a little bit. When we got to my grandmas I told her about &lt;br /&gt;the cotton.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cotton is to make clothes for us to wear. The cotton was white, it had lots of &lt;br /&gt;seeds in it. It was soft. The cotton made me happy because God makes cotton for &lt;br /&gt;us. The cotton grows from a seed in the dirt. The farmers harvest it in a big &lt;br /&gt;machine in Autumn. The machine gets some of the cotton. Later they take it to a &lt;br /&gt;machine that gets all the seeds and sticks out of it. People take the cotton and &lt;br /&gt;they turn it into string and they make t-shirts. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God loves us so much he makes cotton for us!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11439453-113276743049191650?l=storystop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://storystop.blogspot.com/feeds/113276743049191650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11439453&amp;postID=113276743049191650' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11439453/posts/default/113276743049191650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11439453/posts/default/113276743049191650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://storystop.blogspot.com/2005/11/god-makes-cotton.html' title='God Makes Cotton'/><author><name>Kaleb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17587068156795692483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/181/3736/320/kcrop.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11439453.post-111628048984533730</id><published>2005-05-16T16:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-16T18:17:29.983-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My new blog look</title><content type='html'>I like this green and yellow blog stuff.  Cool.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11439453-111628048984533730?l=storystop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://storystop.blogspot.com/feeds/111628048984533730/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11439453&amp;postID=111628048984533730' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11439453/posts/default/111628048984533730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11439453/posts/default/111628048984533730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://storystop.blogspot.com/2005/05/my-new-blog-look.html' title='My new blog look'/><author><name>Kaleb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17587068156795692483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/181/3736/320/kcrop.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11439453.post-111361202961488820</id><published>2005-04-15T17:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-15T17:40:29.613-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I made this picture on the computer, for Charleigh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/181/3736/640/kart.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' class='phostImg' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/181/3736/400/kart.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11439453-111361202961488820?l=storystop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/181/3736/320/kcrop.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11439453.post-111309722339527931</id><published>2005-04-09T18:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-09T18:40:23.396-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/181/3736/640/P10100081.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' class='phostImg' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/181/3736/400/P1010008.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can ride my bike!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11439453-111309722339527931?l=storystop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://storystop.blogspot.com/feeds/111309722339527931/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11439453&amp;postID=111309722339527931' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11439453/posts/default/111309722339527931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11439453/posts/default/111309722339527931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://storystop.blogspot.com/2005/04/i-can-ride-my-bike.html' title=''/><author><name>Kaleb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17587068156795692483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/181/3736/320/kcrop.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11439453.post-111291014765113329</id><published>2005-04-07T14:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-07T14:42:27.650-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/181/3736/320/2_edited3.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' class='phostImg' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/181/3736/200/2_edited.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took this picture of my Mom&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11439453-111291014765113329?l=storystop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://storystop.blogspot.com/feeds/111291014765113329/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11439453&amp;postID=111291014765113329' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11439453/posts/default/111291014765113329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11439453/posts/default/111291014765113329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://storystop.blogspot.com/2005/04/i-took-this-picture-of-my-mom.html' title=''/><author><name>Kaleb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17587068156795692483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/181/3736/320/kcrop.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11439453.post-111291009757003538</id><published>2005-04-07T14:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-07T14:41:37.570-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/181/3736/320/P1010017_edited.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' class='phostImg' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/181/3736/200/P1010017_edited.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lost another tooth!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11439453-111291009757003538?l=storystop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://storystop.blogspot.com/feeds/111291009757003538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11439453&amp;postID=111291009757003538' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11439453/posts/default/111291009757003538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11439453/posts/default/111291009757003538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://storystop.blogspot.com/2005/04/lost-another-tooth.html' title=''/><author><name>Kaleb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17587068156795692483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/181/3736/320/kcrop.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11439453.post-111291005313582148</id><published>2005-04-07T14:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-07T14:40:53.136-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/181/3736/320/P1010012_edited.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' class='phostImg' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/181/3736/200/P1010012_edited.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and Dad at Precious Moments&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11439453-111291005313582148?l=storystop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://storystop.blogspot.com/feeds/111291005313582148/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11439453&amp;postID=111291005313582148' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11439453/posts/default/111291005313582148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11439453/posts/default/111291005313582148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://storystop.blogspot.com/2005/04/me-and-dad-at-precious-moments.html' title=''/><author><name>Kaleb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17587068156795692483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/181/3736/320/kcrop.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11439453.post-111229781902617621</id><published>2005-03-31T11:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-31T11:36:59.026-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/181/3736/320/kalebwater.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/181/3736/320/kalebwater.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kaleb&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11439453-111229781902617621?l=storystop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://storystop.blogspot.com/feeds/111229781902617621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11439453&amp;postID=111229781902617621' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11439453/posts/default/111229781902617621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11439453/posts/default/111229781902617621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://storystop.blogspot.com/2005/03/kaleb.html' title=''/><author><name>Kaleb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17587068156795692483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/181/3736/320/kcrop.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11439453.post-111229748835548456</id><published>2005-03-31T11:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-31T11:35:05.733-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Springfield, MO</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/181/3736/320/kaleb.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border: 1px solid rgb(0, 0, 0); margin: 2px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/181/3736/320/kaleb.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11439453-111229748835548456?l=storystop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://storystop.blogspot.com/feeds/111229748835548456/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11439453&amp;postID=111229748835548456' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11439453/posts/default/111229748835548456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11439453/posts/default/111229748835548456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://storystop.blogspot.com/2005/03/springfield-mo.html' title='Springfield, MO'/><author><name>Kaleb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17587068156795692483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/181/3736/320/kcrop.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11439453.post-111223895753039324</id><published>2005-03-30T19:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-30T19:20:37.123-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/181/3736/100/beanstalk.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border: 1px solid rgb(0, 0, 0); margin: 2px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/181/3736/100/beanstalk.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Once upon a time. There was a boy named Jack.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The boy and his mom were poor.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Jack went to get some eggs.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;He saw a man he had a cow.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;He paid for the cow.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;He went back home.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;His Mom said. Go to you’re room!&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;She said. He went out the window.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;He ran outside.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;He found magic beans he planted the beans. The next day the beans were a beanstalk.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;He climbed it all the way. He saw a giant’s house.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;He met the giant; the giant was nice his name was John.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The giant had been watching over Jack and he knows that Jack is poor so he lets him have some stuff.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;He let him have a goose that laid golden eggs; he also gave him a magic harp and some money.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Jack climbed down and his mother was proud.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The giant came down with Jack.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Jack said “Mom, meet John.”&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;He is a nice giant.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;He has been watching over us and he knows we are poor so he gave us some stuff.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Then the giant said, if someone comes to ask you something let them ask me, but first one of you has to come out and tell them I am a nice giant.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Then he went home.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;They were friends forever.  &lt;p class="MsoBodyText"&gt;The End&lt;/p&gt;     &lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:18;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;(I know at the beginning of the story you thought this was the real Jack and the Bean Stalk but it isn’t so look at this note first.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;    &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&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/11439453-111223895753039324?l=storystop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://storystop.blogspot.com/feeds/111223895753039324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11439453&amp;postID=111223895753039324' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11439453/posts/default/111223895753039324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11439453/posts/default/111223895753039324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://storystop.blogspot.com/2005/03/once-upon-time.html' title=''/><author><name>Kaleb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17587068156795692483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/181/3736/320/kcrop.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11439453.post-111111048392347621</id><published>2005-03-17T17:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-17T17:48:03.926-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tooth day</title><content type='html'>Today I lost my top tooth.  This is my 5th tooth to lose.  I lost it in Hartley at a friends house.  I was excited when it came out, it was bleeding but it was OK.  You don't need to worry about it.  It's cool to lose a tooth, it means you are growing up.  That's all I have to say about that.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11439453-111111048392347621?l=storystop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://storystop.blogspot.com/feeds/111111048392347621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11439453&amp;postID=111111048392347621' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11439453/posts/default/111111048392347621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11439453/posts/default/111111048392347621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://storystop.blogspot.com/2005/03/tooth-day.html' title='Tooth day'/><author><name>Kaleb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17587068156795692483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/181/3736/320/kcrop.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11439453.post-111099899010511469</id><published>2005-03-16T00:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-16T10:50:13.416-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Snow is Fun</title><content type='html'>Snow is fun to play in.&lt;br /&gt;Snow is white and cold and wet.&lt;br /&gt;We can make snow men.&lt;br /&gt;You can make snowballs.&lt;br /&gt;Almost every body likes to play in the snow.&lt;br /&gt;It's Fun&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11439453-111099899010511469?l=storystop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://storystop.blogspot.com/feeds/111099899010511469/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11439453&amp;postID=111099899010511469' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11439453/posts/default/111099899010511469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11439453/posts/default/111099899010511469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://storystop.blogspot.com/2005/03/snow-is-fun.html' title='Snow is Fun'/><author><name>Kaleb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17587068156795692483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/181/3736/320/kcrop.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11439453.post-111081824283332030</id><published>2005-03-14T08:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-14T08:37:22.836-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Spring Break Snow</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Hi. I saw some snow across the street.  It's spring break.  It was hot on Saturday!  We played outside.  Today, we will play inside.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-size:78%;" &gt;(All of Kaleb's stories are typed by him.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11439453-111081824283332030?l=storystop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://storystop.blogspot.com/feeds/111081824283332030/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11439453&amp;postID=111081824283332030' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11439453/posts/default/111081824283332030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11439453/posts/default/111081824283332030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://storystop.blogspot.com/2005/03/spring-break-snow.html' title='Spring Break Snow'/><author><name>Kaleb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17587068156795692483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/181/3736/320/kcrop.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11439453.post-111081065727468037</id><published>2005-03-14T06:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-14T06:30:57.276-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hello</title><content type='html'>Hi my name is Kaleb, I am 6 years old.  This is my blog.  Come here to read my stories.  I will write about things that are fun that I do.  Come back soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11439453-111081065727468037?l=storystop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://storystop.blogspot.com/feeds/111081065727468037/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11439453&amp;postID=111081065727468037' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11439453/posts/default/111081065727468037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11439453/posts/default/111081065727468037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://storystop.blogspot.com/2005/03/hello.html' title='Hello'/><author><name>Kaleb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17587068156795692483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/181/3736/320/kcrop.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
