<?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-23551154</id><updated>2011-07-30T17:32:38.244-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Martha's Stories</title><subtitle type='html'>Hello I'm Martha and I'm 11 I love art and volleyball and basketball. Enjoy my blog!</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marthastories.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23551154/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marthastories.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Dean Shareski</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15055490866531065692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/229/456186786_f79fb9f19e_s.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>25</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23551154.post-551691656507202195</id><published>2009-05-24T21:07:00.011-06:00</published><updated>2009-06-14T19:49:39.636-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Paris day 1</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;On April 10, 4:00am in the morning dad, mom, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Shea&lt;/span&gt;, and I went to the Regina airport. We were about to go on a plane to Paris, France! First we went to Winnipeg to Toronto. When we arrived in Toronto we had to stay there for six hours before our next flight so we went to Meredith's apartment.&lt;div&gt;We gave Meredith a painting for her 22 birthday which was the next day. The painting was by Kayla &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Plosz&lt;/span&gt; one of her friends.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;After the nice visit we got on the plane to Paris!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;We arrived in Paris it was 10 in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;When I was three years old I started getting &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;interested&lt;/span&gt; in Paris. My favourite was the Eiffel Tower.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;So when we arrived in Paris we got off the and met the EF group guide, Max. Max is from Rome. We also met the other groups from Newfoundland. Then we waited for the bus. The bus took an hour till it came but it was worth it! The airport wasn't really in the city of Paris it's kind of in the out-skirts. Now this was my big moment of excitement! When we arrived in Paris (the city) I was amazed! No wonder I loved it so much it was beautiful! I couldn't believe my eyes it was so amazing! That was one of my favorite moments I've ever had. The bus ride to get to our hotel was two hours! But the hotel was on the out-skirts too. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;After we got to our hotel we waited for this person in the Regina group because they took the wrong luggage at the airport! But thank goodness the person who took her luggage was from Regina also! Then after that confusion we headed to the Louvre. The Louvre is the world's largest museum. The Louvre also has the Mona Lisa and Venus Di Milo, which are one of the world's most loved pieces of art. The Louvre is very big! Thats becasue the Louvre used to be a castle and it's about seven long blocks wide! Our tour group could go into whatever section of the museum we wanted to see. It would probably take you about a month or more to see the whole museum! Our family saw the art and statues sections. We first visited the statues section. I was very intersted in the Lourve because I love art and I was so excited to see everything there. My mom thought I was going to fuss about all the walking to find the right section and she was worried I was going to be bored after a awhile but my sister and my dad were the fussers that day and my mom was very proud of me. We saw Venus Di Milo and she was my favorite. I also saw Mona Lisa which was amazing you can see why they call her smile mystery. The was really great!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;They next thing we did was see the Eiffel Tower! As you know the Eiffel Tower is my favorite thing about Paris. It was about seven or eight o'clock at night. The Eiffel Tower is beautiful at night. Well when we got there we had an hour to look around ad maybe buy some food in the shops there or take pictures. We took pictures. It was an hour and we were waiting. We were waiting for Max and it was a long time till he came. While we were waiting the Eiffel Tower started to flash the lights that were on there and it was one of the most beautiful things I've ever seen! Finally Max came and we went on a boat at 10:30 at night for an hour long boat tour. I was so tired but I was the kid on the tour who didn't sleep. My mom was happy and I was sleeping. We went back to the hotel and that was day 1 of Paris.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23551154-551691656507202195?l=marthastories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marthastories.blogspot.com/feeds/551691656507202195/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23551154&amp;postID=551691656507202195' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23551154/posts/default/551691656507202195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23551154/posts/default/551691656507202195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marthastories.blogspot.com/2009/05/paris-day-1.html' title='Paris day 1'/><author><name>Harrie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05179252630150030401</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LN3JJhbJHc0/STrRmcpcrFI/AAAAAAAAAAY/H7BX9T4-JOM/S220/Photo+15.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23551154.post-6753282823246779112</id><published>2009-02-06T11:05:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-06T11:12:29.172-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm Going Paris and Italy!!!!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Christmas was different this year. Since we were going to Minneapolis we didn't get any presents but I found out that I'm going to Paris and Italy!!!! I'm going on April 10 2009. I'm so excited! I'm going because my mom and my sister were already going for a school trip and ever since I was five I've wanted to go. After I get back I'm post how the trip went and I'll post pictures!!!! Okay I just wanted to tell you that bye!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23551154-6753282823246779112?l=marthastories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marthastories.blogspot.com/feeds/6753282823246779112/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23551154&amp;postID=6753282823246779112' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23551154/posts/default/6753282823246779112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23551154/posts/default/6753282823246779112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marthastories.blogspot.com/2009/02/im-going-paris-and-italy.html' title='I&apos;m Going Paris and Italy!!!!!!!!!!'/><author><name>Harrie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05179252630150030401</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LN3JJhbJHc0/STrRmcpcrFI/AAAAAAAAAAY/H7BX9T4-JOM/S220/Photo+15.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23551154.post-5851320042202806171</id><published>2009-01-16T13:53:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-16T14:00:27.761-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Thanks</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I really like when I get a new comment, when I see all different people from all different places, and just every time people visit it really puts a smile on my face. It's been three years now and thank you so much for visits leaving comments and I really thank you for that. What I can do for you is if you have a blog or website I can visit maybe leave a comment because I would really like that. So think about. Again THANKS!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/23551154-5851320042202806171?l=marthastories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marthastories.blogspot.com/feeds/5851320042202806171/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23551154&amp;postID=5851320042202806171' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23551154/posts/default/5851320042202806171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23551154/posts/default/5851320042202806171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marthastories.blogspot.com/2009/01/thanks.html' title='Thanks'/><author><name>Harrie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05179252630150030401</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LN3JJhbJHc0/STrRmcpcrFI/AAAAAAAAAAY/H7BX9T4-JOM/S220/Photo+15.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23551154.post-8214829771724499660</id><published>2009-01-02T13:14:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-02T14:18:26.181-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Minneapolis</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LN3JJhbJHc0/SV514y0usmI/AAAAAAAAAAw/NH8jy5C_ihk/s1600-h/happycouple.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LN3JJhbJHc0/SV514y0usmI/AAAAAAAAAAw/NH8jy5C_ihk/s320/happycouple.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286792631155602018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just got back from Minneapolis. It was so much fun we went to the Mall of America and went on rides and me and my brother Sam went on the scariest ride there and we loved it. That ride goes straight up and straight down and you go upside down and me and Sam were in the front row! We also went on a Log Chute and we got Wet! We did get a little wet but I got the most wet because I was in the front. The Mall of America was fun!&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The whole meaning of the trip was to meet my sister Meredith who goes to University in Toronto with her husband Kurt. She wants to be a singer and if you want to hear some of her music go to meredithjordan.ca. I am so happy we saw her it was a great trip!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23551154-8214829771724499660?l=marthastories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marthastories.blogspot.com/feeds/8214829771724499660/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23551154&amp;postID=8214829771724499660' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23551154/posts/default/8214829771724499660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23551154/posts/default/8214829771724499660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marthastories.blogspot.com/2009/01/minnaepolis.html' title='Minneapolis'/><author><name>Harrie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05179252630150030401</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LN3JJhbJHc0/STrRmcpcrFI/AAAAAAAAAAY/H7BX9T4-JOM/S220/Photo+15.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LN3JJhbJHc0/SV514y0usmI/AAAAAAAAAAw/NH8jy5C_ihk/s72-c/happycouple.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23551154.post-4859722284521991027</id><published>2008-12-15T17:24:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-15T17:47:48.078-06:00</updated><title type='text'>My Favorite Book</title><content type='html'>I really enjoy reading. Reading is one of the things I do to get away from everything else and enjoy a story. I just recently finished a book called "Charlotte in Paris" written by Anna Bryant. It was a good book about a girl who goes to Paris to find her lost cat, kinda silly I know but it was a good book there is other books like this one in the Beacon Street Girls series it might be interesting. But that's not my favorite book, my favorite book is "Boston Jane" by Jennifer L. Holm. It's an adventure of a girl that doesn't fit in and to do that....... well I don't want to spoil the book for you so I want tell you anymore so if you want to know to you need to read the book. If you have read it tell me how you like it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23551154-4859722284521991027?l=marthastories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marthastories.blogspot.com/feeds/4859722284521991027/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23551154&amp;postID=4859722284521991027' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23551154/posts/default/4859722284521991027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23551154/posts/default/4859722284521991027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marthastories.blogspot.com/2008/12/my-favorite-book.html' title='My Favorite Book'/><author><name>Harrie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05179252630150030401</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LN3JJhbJHc0/STrRmcpcrFI/AAAAAAAAAAY/H7BX9T4-JOM/S220/Photo+15.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23551154.post-7459035904288118241</id><published>2008-12-07T19:07:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-16T15:30:37.584-06:00</updated><title type='text'>My Wordle</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img.skitch.com/20081216-tm63fc5gmb1ss27euggfq8pdxg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 501px; height: 277px;" src="http://img.skitch.com/20081216-tm63fc5gmb1ss27euggfq8pdxg.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is something I made at &lt;a href="http://www.wordle.net/"&gt;www.wordle.net&lt;/a&gt; I toke all the posts froms my blog and it put the words I use most in bold and the ones that I didn't use all lot small. So if you want to make one go to www.wordle.net&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23551154-7459035904288118241?l=marthastories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marthastories.blogspot.com/feeds/7459035904288118241/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23551154&amp;postID=7459035904288118241' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23551154/posts/default/7459035904288118241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23551154/posts/default/7459035904288118241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marthastories.blogspot.com/2008/12/my-wordle.html' title='My Wordle'/><author><name>Dean Shareski</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15055490866531065692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/229/456186786_f79fb9f19e_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23551154.post-5394832162077536507</id><published>2008-12-07T14:19:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-07T14:49:09.657-06:00</updated><title type='text'>My Birthday</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K5gA1t-YvUc/STwxSN43mpI/AAAAAAAABOk/2l1aFuPezwk/s1600-h/IMG_3273.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K5gA1t-YvUc/STwxSN43mpI/AAAAAAAABOk/2l1aFuPezwk/s320/IMG_3273.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277147052406971026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I turned ten on Oct 5 this year and I want to tell you about it. These are my friends, but my friend Jayda couldn't make it (because she lives in Montreal). The girl on the left in front is Kaylee. Kaylee is a friend from school she is ten and she loves pets and she is an active fun girl. The girl ahead of her is Megan. I meet Megan at church and in grade 2 she came to our school, she is a passionate artist with silly thoughts. The one ahead of her is Me. Well I am a unique singer who loves to learn and likes politics. On the right is Morgan. I first met Morgan in preschool and we have been friends ever since. Morgan loves to learn as well and loves facts about animals and loves to write. Ahead of her is Kaitlyn. I met Kaitlyn in kindergarden but after grade 3  she moved. Kaitlyn is an crazy and creative girl and she loves monkeys? But then there's my friend Jayda. Jayda is not in this picture but she is her own kind of girl she likes to be differnet, she likes to dance and entertain people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At my party we started off with eating pizza, cheese and pepperoni ( cheese is my fav!) and then we made rag dolls. Then we made sleepover cupcakes then we watched movies and opened presents. (It was a sleepover.) I had the best birthday ever!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23551154-5394832162077536507?l=marthastories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marthastories.blogspot.com/feeds/5394832162077536507/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23551154&amp;postID=5394832162077536507' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23551154/posts/default/5394832162077536507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23551154/posts/default/5394832162077536507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marthastories.blogspot.com/2008/12/my-birthday.html' title='My Birthday'/><author><name>Dean Shareski</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15055490866531065692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/229/456186786_f79fb9f19e_s.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K5gA1t-YvUc/STwxSN43mpI/AAAAAAAABOk/2l1aFuPezwk/s72-c/IMG_3273.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23551154.post-5253886756196596650</id><published>2008-12-06T11:53:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-06T12:11:47.962-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Sorry</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LN3JJhbJHc0/STrASpD_TCI/AAAAAAAAAAM/DDv3Lv-4iTU/s1600-h/Photo+15.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LN3JJhbJHc0/STrASpD_TCI/AAAAAAAAAAM/DDv3Lv-4iTU/s320/Photo+15.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276741339910720546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I'm so sorry that I haven't been writing for a while but my dad never told me my password and today he finally set me up again. I'm am so excited to write again. I still hope people still like to listen to it. Yesterday I got a haircut and I'll show you the picture I'm still friends with Jayda, Morgan, and Megan. Guess what Jayda moved to Montreal but she still visits. I can't wait to get more comments and here what you guys have been up to, hope you comment soon bye.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23551154-5253886756196596650?l=marthastories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marthastories.blogspot.com/feeds/5253886756196596650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23551154&amp;postID=5253886756196596650' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23551154/posts/default/5253886756196596650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23551154/posts/default/5253886756196596650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marthastories.blogspot.com/2008/12/sorry.html' title='Sorry'/><author><name>Harrie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05179252630150030401</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LN3JJhbJHc0/STrRmcpcrFI/AAAAAAAAAAY/H7BX9T4-JOM/S220/Photo+15.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LN3JJhbJHc0/STrASpD_TCI/AAAAAAAAAAM/DDv3Lv-4iTU/s72-c/Photo+15.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23551154.post-3342822580143360020</id><published>2008-01-06T20:15:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T15:24:20.684-06:00</updated><title type='text'>50 dollar presents</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K5gA1t-YvUc/R4GNGVsOqrI/AAAAAAAAA0g/6LOmBeOH0-M/s1600-h/presents+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K5gA1t-YvUc/R4GNGVsOqrI/AAAAAAAAA0g/6LOmBeOH0-M/s320/presents+001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152554588729944754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K5gA1t-YvUc/R4GMr1sOqqI/AAAAAAAAA0Y/gauVCIOTnig/s1600-h/presents+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K5gA1t-YvUc/R4GMr1sOqqI/AAAAAAAAA0Y/gauVCIOTnig/s320/presents+002.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152554133463411362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:webdings;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;For Christmas I got 50 how did I spend this you ask me I bought "Dream Life Superstar" and a book from Chapters that bookstore/Star bucks. Sweet I know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you Grandpa Shareski&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/23551154-3342822580143360020?l=marthastories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marthastories.blogspot.com/feeds/3342822580143360020/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23551154&amp;postID=3342822580143360020' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23551154/posts/default/3342822580143360020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23551154/posts/default/3342822580143360020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marthastories.blogspot.com/2008/01/50-dollar-presents.html' title='50 dollar presents'/><author><name>Dean Shareski</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15055490866531065692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/229/456186786_f79fb9f19e_s.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K5gA1t-YvUc/R4GNGVsOqrI/AAAAAAAAA0g/6LOmBeOH0-M/s72-c/presents+001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23551154.post-6483563444794640810</id><published>2007-10-06T20:45:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-10-06T20:46:12.203-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Me and Shea Dance</title><content type='html'>&lt;object id="W4708410230346c65" width="435" height="429" quality="high" data="http://widgets.clearspring.com/o/46a8f95380ba919f/4708410230346c65" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent" /&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://widgets.clearspring.com/o/46a8f95380ba919f/4708410230346c65" /&gt;&lt;param name="scaleMode" value="showAll" /&gt;&lt;param name="allowNetworking" value="all" /&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always" /&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23551154-6483563444794640810?l=marthastories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marthastories.blogspot.com/feeds/6483563444794640810/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23551154&amp;postID=6483563444794640810' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23551154/posts/default/6483563444794640810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23551154/posts/default/6483563444794640810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marthastories.blogspot.com/2007/10/me-and-shea-dance.html' title='Me and Shea Dance'/><author><name>Dean Shareski</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15055490866531065692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/229/456186786_f79fb9f19e_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23551154.post-3666140825703604567</id><published>2007-09-19T17:44:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-09-19T18:08:27.406-06:00</updated><title type='text'>VOLLEYBALL</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Hey I'm back with more. Today it was my friend birthday to day, Happy Birthday Megan. Then we went to chapel, I'm a christan God ROCKS. Then we did other stuff, BORING, then we had gym, we've been learning and learning about volleyball and today we actually played it we sucked nobody could hit the ball it SUCKED. Bye&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23551154-3666140825703604567?l=marthastories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marthastories.blogspot.com/feeds/3666140825703604567/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23551154&amp;postID=3666140825703604567' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23551154/posts/default/3666140825703604567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23551154/posts/default/3666140825703604567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marthastories.blogspot.com/2007/09/volleyball.html' title='VOLLEYBALL'/><author><name>Dean Shareski</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15055490866531065692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/229/456186786_f79fb9f19e_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23551154.post-6239396632056670418</id><published>2007-09-18T19:26:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-09-18T19:56:09.148-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Becoming a Photographer</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.rdfallhomeshow.com/rd/images/penelope.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 130px;" src="http://www.rdfallhomeshow.com/rd/images/penelope.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1270/1399999540_7aae01d975_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1270/1399999540_7aae01d975_m.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:webdings;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Sorry I haven't wrote in a long time I'm in grade 4 this year I made a new friend her name is Georgia she's really nice. My favorite subjects are journals, French and Social. My teacher is Mr.Martins, Mr.Blair and Mrs.Goodhand. I really enjoying photography. I took a picture of my neigbour and it was in the newspaper Awesome. See the picture. We just got a new dog her name is Charlotte she looks like a hippo. "ha ha" but we do still have our other dog, Rudy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/1RObsq7efbU"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/1RObsq7efbU" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/23551154-6239396632056670418?l=marthastories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marthastories.blogspot.com/feeds/6239396632056670418/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23551154&amp;postID=6239396632056670418' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23551154/posts/default/6239396632056670418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23551154/posts/default/6239396632056670418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marthastories.blogspot.com/2007/09/becoming-photographer.html' title='Becoming a Photographer'/><author><name>Dean Shareski</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15055490866531065692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/229/456186786_f79fb9f19e_s.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1270/1399999540_7aae01d975_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23551154.post-7191381031439715032</id><published>2007-07-13T23:32:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-07-13T23:34:06.729-06:00</updated><title type='text'>My Vacation</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1321/804941080_cc68e4040d_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1321/804941080_cc68e4040d_m.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hi I’m Martha Shareski I live in Moose Jaw. I love to DRAW and WRITE. Me and my family are on our way to Boston, New York and Toronto. Right now I’m in Michigan.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23551154-7191381031439715032?l=marthastories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marthastories.blogspot.com/feeds/7191381031439715032/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23551154&amp;postID=7191381031439715032' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23551154/posts/default/7191381031439715032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23551154/posts/default/7191381031439715032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marthastories.blogspot.com/2007/07/my-vacation.html' title='My Vacation'/><author><name>Dean Shareski</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15055490866531065692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/229/456186786_f79fb9f19e_s.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1321/804941080_cc68e4040d_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23551154.post-1335442201197149181</id><published>2006-12-09T14:18:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-12-09T14:19:50.121-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Student of the Month</title><content type='html'>I got an award for Student of the Month. This video tells you more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/pBPFkF5B1hk"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/pBPFkF5B1hk" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23551154-1335442201197149181?l=marthastories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marthastories.blogspot.com/feeds/1335442201197149181/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23551154&amp;postID=1335442201197149181' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23551154/posts/default/1335442201197149181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23551154/posts/default/1335442201197149181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marthastories.blogspot.com/2006/12/student-of-month.html' title='Student of the Month'/><author><name>Dean Shareski</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15055490866531065692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/229/456186786_f79fb9f19e_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23551154.post-116286334231575455</id><published>2006-11-06T19:18:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-11-06T19:34:48.073-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Take me to a movie</title><content type='html'>Yesterday I went to the movie Flshed Away.It was very good.Its very funny.My mom took me and my friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/VD0hJplJdfw"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/VD0hJplJdfw" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23551154-116286334231575455?l=marthastories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marthastories.blogspot.com/feeds/116286334231575455/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23551154&amp;postID=116286334231575455' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23551154/posts/default/116286334231575455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23551154/posts/default/116286334231575455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marthastories.blogspot.com/2006/11/take-me-to-movie.html' title='Take me to a movie'/><author><name>Dean Shareski</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15055490866531065692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/229/456186786_f79fb9f19e_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23551154.post-116005837804132691</id><published>2006-10-05T08:11:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-11-06T19:34:47.095-06:00</updated><title type='text'>My Birthday</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/shareski/269855438/" title="Photo Sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/80/269855438_4593a80aeb_m.jpg" alt="my scene" align="left" height="180" hspace="8" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hi today is my bithday. I had to open 2 of my gifts.They were jeans and a top.My birthday is on Oct.5 .I am turning 8 years old.Yesterday I rented 2 movie they were Bratz Passion and Bring it on.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23551154-116005837804132691?l=marthastories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marthastories.blogspot.com/feeds/116005837804132691/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23551154&amp;postID=116005837804132691' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23551154/posts/default/116005837804132691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23551154/posts/default/116005837804132691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marthastories.blogspot.com/2006/10/my-birthday_05.html' title='My Birthday'/><author><name>Dean Shareski</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15055490866531065692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/229/456186786_f79fb9f19e_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23551154.post-115492772676737237</id><published>2006-08-06T22:54:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-11-06T19:34:46.982-06:00</updated><title type='text'>My holiday part one</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3115/2421/1600/climbing.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3115/2421/320/climbing.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(This post was typed by my dad but I told him what to write)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My holiday in Montana started when we went to the hotel in Billings. We went to a fun place like Ruckers. I went rock climbing and the rest of my family went go-karting. I won a little prize with my tokens. After we went shopping and I got a puppy that grows in water. We went to a restaraunt called the Olive Garden and Emmy had a little crush on the waiter.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3115/2421/1600/emmy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 229px; height: 172px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3115/2421/320/emmy.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Sunday we first went to Barnes and Noble but it was closed so we went to McDonalds for breakfast. Then we went back to Barnes and Noble I got a really cool book about fashions.&lt;br /&gt;We then drove to Bozeman and went to this shoe store, most of the shoes almost fit me. We had lunch at Pickle Barrel and then left for the mountains.  We when were driving to Big Sky, we saw lots of big trees and mountains and ski jumps and a river. When we got to Big Sky, we stayed in a condo and that's where I  am now.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3115/2421/1600/sign.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3115/2421/320/sign.jpg" alt="" 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/23551154-115492772676737237?l=marthastories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marthastories.blogspot.com/feeds/115492772676737237/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23551154&amp;postID=115492772676737237' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23551154/posts/default/115492772676737237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23551154/posts/default/115492772676737237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marthastories.blogspot.com/2006/08/my-holiday-part-one.html' title='My holiday part one'/><author><name>Dean Shareski</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15055490866531065692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/229/456186786_f79fb9f19e_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23551154.post-115372078816033849</id><published>2006-07-23T23:43:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-11-06T19:34:46.906-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Podcast 3</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/shareski/196847515/" title="Photo Sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/61/196847515_827d100fdb_m.jpg" alt="martha off to camp" align="left" height="240" hspace="17" width="180" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I haven't done a podcast for a while. In this episode my dad asks me about me summer on the way to camp. I also give mom and dad a quiz about me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's only 4:44.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Listen  &lt;a href="http://www.archive.org/download/martha_podcast_3/martha_podcast_3.mp3" title="Photo Sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/11/17278434_3aed86a48f_o.gif" alt="podcast" hspace=5" vspace"10" border="0" height="50" width="60"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23551154-115372078816033849?l=marthastories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.archive.org/download/martha_podcast_3/martha_podcast_3.mp3' title='Podcast 3'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marthastories.blogspot.com/feeds/115372078816033849/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23551154&amp;postID=115372078816033849' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23551154/posts/default/115372078816033849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23551154/posts/default/115372078816033849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marthastories.blogspot.com/2006/07/podcast-3.html' title='Podcast 3'/><author><name>Dean Shareski</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15055490866531065692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/229/456186786_f79fb9f19e_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23551154.post-114757412013707820</id><published>2006-05-13T20:28:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-11-06T19:34:46.853-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Roses are red voiets are  blue.</title><content type='html'>Roses are red voiets are blue this websie is sweet but not sweet as you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23551154-114757412013707820?l=marthastories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marthastories.blogspot.com/feeds/114757412013707820/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23551154&amp;postID=114757412013707820' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23551154/posts/default/114757412013707820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23551154/posts/default/114757412013707820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marthastories.blogspot.com/2006/05/roses-are-red-voiets-are-blue.html' title='Roses are red voiets are  blue.'/><author><name>Dean Shareski</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15055490866531065692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/229/456186786_f79fb9f19e_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23551154.post-114739722123375798</id><published>2006-05-11T19:11:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-11-06T19:34:46.803-06:00</updated><title type='text'>My first vidcast</title><content type='html'>Here's my first vidcast. It's only 45 seconds and is about my sister's wedding. Enjoy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/SN53lmK63po"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/SN53lmK63po" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" height="350" width="420"&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23551154-114739722123375798?l=marthastories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.archive.org/download/martha_vidcast_1/martha_vidcast_1.mp4' title='My first vidcast'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marthastories.blogspot.com/feeds/114739722123375798/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23551154&amp;postID=114739722123375798' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23551154/posts/default/114739722123375798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23551154/posts/default/114739722123375798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marthastories.blogspot.com/2006/05/my-first-vidcast.html' title='My first vidcast'/><author><name>Dean Shareski</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15055490866531065692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/229/456186786_f79fb9f19e_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23551154.post-114455266993796763</id><published>2006-04-08T20:48:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-11-06T19:34:46.749-06:00</updated><title type='text'>My  Scene  doll</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v181/luka1978nl/My%20Scene/BB_madison1d.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v181/luka1978nl/My%20Scene/BB_madison1d.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have my scene doll that is Madison bling bling too.What is freky is that me and Jayda are best friends and that Madison and Barbie are best friend too and me and Jayda like Barbie and Madison.And that my birthstone is pink and Jayda's is white and in myscene bling bling dolls theres a ring that comes with it and its for you. And Barbie's rings white and Madison's is pink.This is a picture ofMadison&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23551154-114455266993796763?l=marthastories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marthastories.blogspot.com/feeds/114455266993796763/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23551154&amp;postID=114455266993796763' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23551154/posts/default/114455266993796763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23551154/posts/default/114455266993796763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marthastories.blogspot.com/2006/04/my-scene-doll.html' title='My  Scene  doll'/><author><name>Dean Shareski</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15055490866531065692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/229/456186786_f79fb9f19e_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23551154.post-114455089389393742</id><published>2006-04-08T20:30:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-11-06T19:34:46.699-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The birthday</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.sweetdreamscreations.1shoppal.com/i/my%20scene/MY_SCENE_MY_BLING_BLING_BARBIE.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://www.sweetdreamscreations.1shoppal.com/i/my%20scene/MY_SCENE_MY_BLING_BLING_BARBIE.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I went to Jayda's birthday party.I didn't know a lot of poeple there.Two poeple were in my artclass.There names were Justine and Page.At the party we wacthed the movie Naira.And we growed plants.It was a lot of fun. I gave her a My Scene doll. She liked my gift the best.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23551154-114455089389393742?l=marthastories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marthastories.blogspot.com/feeds/114455089389393742/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23551154&amp;postID=114455089389393742' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23551154/posts/default/114455089389393742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23551154/posts/default/114455089389393742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marthastories.blogspot.com/2006/04/birthday.html' title='The birthday'/><author><name>Dean Shareski</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15055490866531065692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/229/456186786_f79fb9f19e_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23551154.post-114392455378722034</id><published>2006-04-01T14:39:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-11-06T19:34:46.588-06:00</updated><title type='text'>My first podcast</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/shareski/121463436/" title="Photo Sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/55/121463436_273e6105c8_m.jpg" alt="martha's podcasting" height="178" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my first podcast. It's about what happened yesterday and about a contest.  Press play on the player to listen. My dad hasn't got it working exactly right but he'll keep trying. Please post a comment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.archive.org/download/Marthas_first_podcast/martha_podcast_1.mp3"&gt;Listen to  the podcast&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To download, right click and choose "Save Target As" or "Save Link As"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23551154-114392455378722034?l=marthastories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.archive.org/download/Marthas_first_podcast/martha_podcast_1.mp3' title='My first podcast'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marthastories.blogspot.com/feeds/114392455378722034/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23551154&amp;postID=114392455378722034' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23551154/posts/default/114392455378722034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23551154/posts/default/114392455378722034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marthastories.blogspot.com/2006/04/my-first-podcast.html' title='My first podcast'/><author><name>Dean Shareski</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15055490866531065692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/229/456186786_f79fb9f19e_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23551154.post-114175729641910390</id><published>2006-03-07T12:16:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-11-06T19:34:46.538-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Twas the day before Christmas break.</title><content type='html'>Hi my name is Martha.It is the day before Christmas break.I'm going to the party at my school.My friend Morgan and me are walking to school together.I was asking my techer Mr.Breitkreuz if I can bring some movies. Mr. Breitkruez said,"Ok". I said Merry Christmas.He said Merry Christmas to you too.After the party was over I went home and my big sister was there.I went up to her and gave her a big hug.Then I toled about the party she said that must of been fun.The End.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/shareski/109387108/" title="Photo Sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/44/109387108_36ec752ded_m.jpg" width="195" height="240" alt="Christmas_party" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23551154-114175729641910390?l=marthastories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marthastories.blogspot.com/feeds/114175729641910390/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23551154&amp;postID=114175729641910390' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23551154/posts/default/114175729641910390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23551154/posts/default/114175729641910390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marthastories.blogspot.com/2006/03/twas-day-before-christmas-break.html' title='Twas the day before Christmas break.'/><author><name>Dean Shareski</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15055490866531065692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/229/456186786_f79fb9f19e_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23551154.post-114169541552309399</id><published>2006-03-06T19:36:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-11-06T19:34:46.475-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Twister Tales</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://static.flickr.com/52/108982980_98274901e2_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://static.flickr.com/52/108982980_98274901e2_m.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;As the terrible tornado kept twisting towards us we totally tried to take cover. We were in so much danger.We didn't know what to do.I asked my family for suggestions dad put his hand up he said, "Let's go into the basment."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The phone rang it was my friend Jayda.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She said, "Try to take cover. This is an F3 tornado!"&lt;br /&gt;"We are trying", I said.&lt;br /&gt;"Ok,"she answered.&lt;br /&gt;"I will try", I said.&lt;br /&gt;"Bye, Bye", we said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The tornado finally stopped. We were safe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://static.flickr.com/49/108982910_f26b080f36_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://static.flickr.com/49/108982910_f26b080f36_m.jpg" alt="" 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/23551154-114169541552309399?l=marthastories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marthastories.blogspot.com/feeds/114169541552309399/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23551154&amp;postID=114169541552309399' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23551154/posts/default/114169541552309399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23551154/posts/default/114169541552309399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marthastories.blogspot.com/2006/03/twister-tales.html' title='Twister Tales'/><author><name>Dean Shareski</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15055490866531065692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/229/456186786_f79fb9f19e_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry></feed>
