<?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-5958101101069165578</id><updated>2011-08-03T04:02:38.734+09:00</updated><category term='MN'/><category term='BR'/><category term='ES'/><title type='text'>Keiko's  Blog</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kb-giselle-blog.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5958101101069165578/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kb-giselle-blog.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5958101101069165578/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>keiko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18327548259022455246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>108</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5958101101069165578.post-9046797324586149741</id><published>2009-07-29T15:46:00.001+09:00</published><updated>2009-07-29T15:50:21.842+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Astronaut Snoopy Exhibition!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y8M_nEo8G5s/Sm_xFik4x7I/AAAAAAAAAZk/mXMweVtlplQ/s1600-h/ãã¸ã«ã¡ï¼+327.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363770758704711602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y8M_nEo8G5s/Sm_xFik4x7I/AAAAAAAAAZk/mXMweVtlplQ/s400/%E3%83%87%E3%82%B8%E3%82%AB%E3%83%A1%EF%BC%94+327.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have two tickets of Astronaut Snoopy Exhibition.&lt;br /&gt;My friend gave me because I like Snoopy!&lt;br /&gt;The reason why I like Snoopy is it is from Minnesota.&lt;br /&gt;I saw big figure at Minnesota Airport.&lt;br /&gt;I took a picture there.&lt;br /&gt;We went the exhibition about Minnesotan History in Minneapolis. We heard explanation about Snoopy by staff.&lt;br /&gt;I bought a cup at one dolor shop near my host family’s house in Minnesota.&lt;br /&gt;Now I use the cup in my house♪&lt;br /&gt;After back to Japan, I said to many my friends that I like Snoopy! Do you know how cute Snoopy is? And so on…&lt;br /&gt;So they know that I like Snoopy.&lt;br /&gt;I am going to see the exhibition with my boy friend in summer vacation.&lt;br /&gt;I am looking forward to go there so much!&lt;br /&gt;Thank you Asami and Tsubasa!!&lt;br /&gt;I want you to go this exhibition if you are interested in Astronaut Snoopy!&lt;br /&gt;Than you for reading my blog. (158words)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5958101101069165578-9046797324586149741?l=kb-giselle-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kb-giselle-blog.blogspot.com/feeds/9046797324586149741/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5958101101069165578&amp;postID=9046797324586149741' title='1 件のコメント'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5958101101069165578/posts/default/9046797324586149741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5958101101069165578/posts/default/9046797324586149741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kb-giselle-blog.blogspot.com/2009/07/astronaut-snoopy-exhibition.html' title='Astronaut Snoopy Exhibition!!'/><author><name>keiko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18327548259022455246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y8M_nEo8G5s/Sm_xFik4x7I/AAAAAAAAAZk/mXMweVtlplQ/s72-c/%E3%83%87%E3%82%B8%E3%82%AB%E3%83%A1%EF%BC%94+327.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5958101101069165578.post-2875929450446120662</id><published>2009-07-29T15:21:00.002+09:00</published><updated>2009-07-29T15:23:16.307+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='BR'/><title type='text'>spring BR14 My Best Friend's a Genius</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y8M_nEo8G5s/Sm_qzKzpVzI/AAAAAAAAAZc/-1QAOrohxp8/s1600-h/my+best+friend+is+clever.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363763846016751410" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y8M_nEo8G5s/Sm_qzKzpVzI/AAAAAAAAAZc/-1QAOrohxp8/s200/my+best+friend+is+clever.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I read a book “My Best Friend is a Genius.”&lt;br /&gt;So I would like to write about this book as book review.&lt;br /&gt;In this story, there were two boys. They were so friendly.&lt;br /&gt;Gary is a usual boy. His friend, Miles, is a genius. He is smart and he invents things.&lt;br /&gt;One day, Miles thought he would like to make hyper phone to connect alien.&lt;br /&gt;He believed that aliens are exit and he can talk if he invent hyper phone!&lt;br /&gt;Gary did not think it is enabling but Miles did not listed voices when he wanna make something.&lt;br /&gt;Miles made a hyper phone few days after. They tried to call…but they did not know what number they should call.&lt;br /&gt;But suddenly, the mobile phone rang! Miles pressed the speaker phone button.&lt;br /&gt;A high pitched, squeaky sound came out of the phone. Slowly, the strange sounds turned into words…&lt;br /&gt;“Who are you and where are you from?” the voice said.&lt;br /&gt;“My name is Miles. I am from Earth. This is my friend Gary. We are in Australia on Earth. What planet are you from?” said Miles.&lt;br /&gt;“Planet? I am on Earth.” The voice said.&lt;br /&gt;“You are not an alien??” said Miles but the voice laughed.&lt;br /&gt;Miles looked really disappointed.&lt;br /&gt;At that time, Miles’s mother called Miles and she was angry.&lt;br /&gt;Miles went downstairs.&lt;br /&gt;As Miles left the room, the voice on the phone asked, “You say you are in Australia?”&lt;br /&gt;“Yes,” said Gary.&lt;br /&gt;“But Australia does not exist any more. It became a part of the Oceanic Republic over 100 years ago.”&lt;br /&gt;He was surprised and said “What!? …What year is it?”&lt;br /&gt;The voice said “It is 2156, of course.”&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly, there was another crackle of electricity and phone went dead.&lt;br /&gt;Gary pressed “Last number” button.&lt;br /&gt;But…&lt;br /&gt;“I am sorry, but the number you are trying to reach is unavailable.”&lt;br /&gt;Strange voice said.&lt;br /&gt;It was most strange experience Gary had never had.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think this story is scary. And I think that I can not put up with these trouble if I was in this situation.(345words)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5958101101069165578-2875929450446120662?l=kb-giselle-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kb-giselle-blog.blogspot.com/feeds/2875929450446120662/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5958101101069165578&amp;postID=2875929450446120662' title='0 件のコメント'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5958101101069165578/posts/default/2875929450446120662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5958101101069165578/posts/default/2875929450446120662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kb-giselle-blog.blogspot.com/2009/07/spring-br14-my-best-friends-genius.html' title='spring BR14 My Best Friend&apos;s a Genius'/><author><name>keiko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18327548259022455246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y8M_nEo8G5s/Sm_qzKzpVzI/AAAAAAAAAZc/-1QAOrohxp8/s72-c/my+best+friend+is+clever.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5958101101069165578.post-3223731472384955482</id><published>2009-07-28T16:39:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2009-07-29T15:51:12.374+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='BR'/><title type='text'>spring BR13 Clever Rabbit and the Lion</title><content type='html'>Hello. I am going to talk about a book “Clever Rabbit and the Lion.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once upon a time, in a great big jungle lived a great big lion. He had a great big paws and very sharp claws.&lt;br /&gt;“I am king of the jungle!” He often roared.&lt;br /&gt;“I am going to eat you all up.”&lt;br /&gt;“No!” Many small animals cried.&lt;br /&gt;“Don’t worry,” said clever rabbit. He had a plan.&lt;br /&gt;One day the lion roar “Where are you all animal? You are small and weak so I am going to eat.”&lt;br /&gt;Small animals hid from the lion then the clever rabbit was stand front of &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y8M_nEo8G5s/Sm_iNDups1I/AAAAAAAAAZM/R7T2s7a5EDM/s1600-h/lion.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363754395188704082" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y8M_nEo8G5s/Sm_iNDups1I/AAAAAAAAAZM/R7T2s7a5EDM/s200/lion.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;the lion and he said “I am here. You can eat me!”&lt;br /&gt;“I tried to come before, but a great big lion stopped me…” he said.&lt;br /&gt;“I am the only lion in this jungle!” lion said.&lt;br /&gt;“Not you. This lion has bigger paws and sharper claws!” rabbit said.&lt;br /&gt;Lion was surprised and he said to rabbit to take him to the lion.&lt;br /&gt;Clever rabbit led lion to the deep, wide river and said “He lives in there.”&lt;br /&gt;Lion looked into the water. Another lion looked back. It was his picture but the lion did not notice.&lt;br /&gt;Lion shoo; his head so other lion did too.&lt;br /&gt;He leaped at the lion in the water…and he was swept away!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All animals pleased lion has gone. Lion called “Help!” but they said “We can not! We are small and weak!!”&lt;br /&gt;Lion let out one last roar…and he was never seen again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like the last speech, ”We are small and weak!”&lt;br /&gt;It is funny story and it is easy to read so I did not get tired.&lt;br /&gt;I would like to recommend this book to everyone.&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for reading.(292words)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5958101101069165578-3223731472384955482?l=kb-giselle-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kb-giselle-blog.blogspot.com/feeds/3223731472384955482/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5958101101069165578&amp;postID=3223731472384955482' title='0 件のコメント'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5958101101069165578/posts/default/3223731472384955482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5958101101069165578/posts/default/3223731472384955482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kb-giselle-blog.blogspot.com/2009/07/spring-br13-clever-rabbit-and-lion.html' title='spring BR13 Clever Rabbit and the Lion'/><author><name>keiko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18327548259022455246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y8M_nEo8G5s/Sm_iNDups1I/AAAAAAAAAZM/R7T2s7a5EDM/s72-c/lion.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5958101101069165578.post-1324266588363028033</id><published>2009-07-28T11:04:00.001+09:00</published><updated>2009-07-29T14:47:19.587+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='BR'/><title type='text'>spring BR12 The Hare and the Tortoise</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y8M_nEo8G5s/Sm_iXhgzv-I/AAAAAAAAAZU/KeunDiGBeSA/s1600-h/hare.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363754574982397922" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y8M_nEo8G5s/Sm_iXhgzv-I/AAAAAAAAAZU/KeunDiGBeSA/s200/hare.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Hi. I would like to talk about the book I read today as a book review. The title of this book is “The Hare and The Tortoise.”&lt;br /&gt;This is famous story all over the world. The story is one of Aesop’s Fables. Nobody knows exactly who Aesop was, but the stories are still popular today, and they are known all around the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In this story, there were a hare called Harry. He is fastest around many animals. They respect him and he thought that he should be fastest in the world. He often be boasting to his friend tortoise called Tom. Tom did not think that Harry was not especially good animal. But Harry was proud of himself and he was always laughing at Tom.&lt;br /&gt;One day, Harry held a race and Tom tried to run with Harry. Harry never believes that Tom is going to win. They thought so too and they could not understand why Tom decided to join the race.&lt;br /&gt;Harry did training harder than before but Tom did nothing.&lt;br /&gt;After start the race, Harry ran so fast and many audiences could not see Harry soon. Tom was running so slowly but he did not in haste.&lt;br /&gt;As soon as Harry was out of sight, He stopped beside a tree to rest. After all his early morning training, he was very tired. Nobody was looking. He had plenty of time t sit down for a while. He would still win the race easily.&lt;br /&gt;His eyes started closing. But he thought taking nap would make it even funnier when he won the race.&lt;br /&gt;Meanwhile, Tom Tortoise was slowly making his was along the course. Most of the audiences had gone straight to the finish line. Nobody saw Harry sleeping under the tree.&lt;br /&gt;Hours passed. The sun was setting and the air was cool. Harry woke with a start. He remembered the race! He hadn’t meant to sleep for so long… Anyway he stared running.&lt;br /&gt;He could see the finish line and there were many animals. At that moment he saw a small. Broun shell shape coming up to the line. He ran faster than ever before. But he could not beat Tom…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think that this story tells us “slow and steady wins the race.”(378words)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5958101101069165578-1324266588363028033?l=kb-giselle-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kb-giselle-blog.blogspot.com/feeds/1324266588363028033/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5958101101069165578&amp;postID=1324266588363028033' title='0 件のコメント'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5958101101069165578/posts/default/1324266588363028033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5958101101069165578/posts/default/1324266588363028033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kb-giselle-blog.blogspot.com/2009/07/hi.html' title='spring BR12 The Hare and the Tortoise'/><author><name>keiko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18327548259022455246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y8M_nEo8G5s/Sm_iXhgzv-I/AAAAAAAAAZU/KeunDiGBeSA/s72-c/hare.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5958101101069165578.post-3044012903630624928</id><published>2009-07-27T23:51:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2009-07-29T14:31:32.525+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Summer and Autumn</title><content type='html'>Hi. I would like to talk about my summer vacation.&lt;br /&gt;I thought that this summer is last summer for me to enjoy as a university student! But I have no time to use freely maybe.&lt;br /&gt;I would like to do everything I can for club so I want to use my summer vacation for preparing school festival.&lt;br /&gt;I do not think that is not most important thing in the university but I wanna do my best and I wanna get prize at last!&lt;br /&gt;So I am going to spend my summer time with my friends in my club and I am going to make many memories with them.&lt;br /&gt;Of course I have to go class and study in autumn for graduation!&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I am going to do my best in this summer and autumn.(134words)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5958101101069165578-3044012903630624928?l=kb-giselle-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kb-giselle-blog.blogspot.com/feeds/3044012903630624928/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5958101101069165578&amp;postID=3044012903630624928' title='0 件のコメント'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5958101101069165578/posts/default/3044012903630624928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5958101101069165578/posts/default/3044012903630624928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kb-giselle-blog.blogspot.com/2009/07/summer-and-autumn.html' title='Summer and Autumn'/><author><name>keiko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18327548259022455246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5958101101069165578.post-7780858052510891110</id><published>2009-07-27T23:10:00.001+09:00</published><updated>2009-07-28T23:13:05.204+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='BR'/><title type='text'>spring BR11 MAKING HEADLINES</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y8M_nEo8G5s/Sm8HIRylqdI/AAAAAAAAAY8/H2S5ACQQ748/s1600-h/making+headlines.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363513520017484242" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y8M_nEo8G5s/Sm8HIRylqdI/AAAAAAAAAY8/H2S5ACQQ748/s200/making+headlines.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Hi. Today, I am going to talk about the book “MAKING HEADLINES.”&lt;br /&gt;I knew that headline is the words on the news paper because we took the class about Reading three. We learned about news paper and headlines by Mr.Kamimoto.&lt;br /&gt;In this story, one boy named Magee was warned by teacher,Ms Cramble, because he did not listen her saying. She said to him to work on news paper as his task.&lt;br /&gt;He joined the team making news paper. There are only one girl whose name is Tilly. She is good at everything. One day, they looked a doubtful boy at the corner in the school ground. Brad Biggens sneaking into the office. And he came out with something in his hand. He quickly pushed whatever it was under his shirt, and ran to the gate.&lt;br /&gt;Few days after, they could take some photos about Brad and he was arrested by police.&lt;br /&gt;Tilly and Magee made news paper about the story.&lt;br /&gt;Next Monday, Ms Cramble was holding the newspaper. “Good headline,” she said. She was giving to Magee funny smile.&lt;br /&gt;Magee thought that she is talking about the headline “BRAD TAKES NOTES, POLICE TAKE BRAD.” But then Magee saw she was looking at a different story “CLOCK COLLECTOR NOT SO CUCKOO AFTER ALL.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could enjoy reading this story. It is funny for me. And I like the ending with Ms Cramble’s speech. I think headline is important for the story and it sometime appears rhythmic sentence.(246words)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5958101101069165578-7780858052510891110?l=kb-giselle-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kb-giselle-blog.blogspot.com/feeds/7780858052510891110/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5958101101069165578&amp;postID=7780858052510891110' title='0 件のコメント'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5958101101069165578/posts/default/7780858052510891110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5958101101069165578/posts/default/7780858052510891110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kb-giselle-blog.blogspot.com/2009/07/spring-br11-making-headlines.html' title='spring BR11 MAKING HEADLINES'/><author><name>keiko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18327548259022455246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y8M_nEo8G5s/Sm8HIRylqdI/AAAAAAAAAY8/H2S5ACQQ748/s72-c/making+headlines.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5958101101069165578.post-8935967082973975605</id><published>2009-07-25T23:09:00.005+09:00</published><updated>2009-07-26T01:16:52.074+09:00</updated><title type='text'>MY REPORT</title><content type='html'>I don't know that it is OK to put my report of KAIGAIKENSHU. But I heard that most of the students who had the class about KAIGAIKENSHU put their reports to their blog so I try it.If it is bad thing, I will not count these words. So if it is not allowed please tell me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Introduction&lt;br /&gt;How do you welcome Christmas and New Year? Japanese think these days are special days, and American people must think these days are special days, too. This idea is same among both countries.Christmas is a memorial day of the day Jesus Christ was born. Christians have celebrated this day since a long time ago. But now, many people all over the world are joining this celebration even if they are not Christian. For example, in Japan, some people believe in another god, but they celebrate Christmas day with family and friends and boyfriend or girlfriend.New Year is the beginning of a fresh year. Japan has many customs around New Year’s Day. Maybe some other countries have their own customs as well. It is interesting to compare their different customs and life style on New Year’s Day in America and Japan.To explore these different customs, I made a questionnaire for both Japanese and Americans. They answered the same questions. I will compare the differences and similarities that the questionnaire has.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. In Kumamoto&lt;br /&gt;In Japan, we spend Christmas with family or friends or boyfriend or girlfriend. We get together in our house or restaurant to eat something special. Children get Christmas presents from Santa Claus, even though it is actually a surprise from their parents.New Years Eve’s is welcomed with family eating buckwheat noodles and going to temples. We ring the watch-night bell each time we go there. We also go to a shrine on New Year’s Day, and often draw a fortune slip. Of course some people spend New Year with their boyfriend or girlfriend. They go to a shrine and draw a fortune slip, too. There are fortune slips especially for “LOVE” so many Japanese couples buy them. But they enjoy these events after cleanup. It is one of the main customs in Japanese end of the year. We have a custom to clean the house. The reason why we clean our house before welcome New Year is to have “TOSHIGAMI” in our house. It is a name of god who comes to each house on New Years Day. From old days to now, many Japanese have continued this custom.According to the questionnaire, some Japanese tend to take a lot of time to spend some events; for example, New Year's visit to a shrine, with their boyfriend or girlfriend. Of course they like their family and friends. But they had an idea that they should to spend these events with their boyfriend or girlfriend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. In the US&lt;br /&gt;According to the questionnaire, American people tend to spend Christmas day with their family and friends. Surprisingly, they do not spend Christmas with their boyfriend or girlfriend. They have a lot of time to spend with their family; they often go to dinner with their family to eat chicken or Mexican foods.Before New Year, they do not clean their house especially like Japanese. They spend time relaxing, eating some foods and watching TV. They do not do any special work. Some Americans wrote on the questionnaire that they were lazy.On New Year’s Day, they gather at someone’s house and eat foods they brought. It is similar to Christmas in America. They enjoy New Years days without customs. If they have boyfriend or girlfriend, they spend New Year’s Day as a couple. They may go to parties with their boyfriend or girlfriend.A few weeks later they do clean their house like Japanese year-end cleanup because the temperature gets warmer. They do this with the good weather in spring, and this is called “spring cleaning.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Conclusion&lt;br /&gt;Japanese people have some stereotypes about American people. It was that Americans must be crazy about their boyfriends or girlfriends. So I thought that maybe the questionnaires’ answers would be filled by the word “boyfriend” and “girlfriend” and that surely they must be deeply in love. In Japan people are ashamed to be close to their boyfriend or girlfriend in the public places, and they tend to spend annual events only by themselves. They spend with their family before or after that. But, in America, they spend these events with family and friends and it includes their boyfriend or girlfriend. They are so friendly and parents do not mind that their daughter or son is necking.I could not experience the Christmas and New Year in Minnesota directly, so I asked people how they spend Christmas and New Year. My host mother, Alaina, said that they always gather at a friend’s house and all of them bring some special foods. They have a buffet party and they play some games. There are many foods in the kitchen so they go there and dish out what they want to eat as they like.In Japan, they often go outside. They go out to dinner, they go shopping and they go to see Christmas illuminations. If they spend Christmas in their house, they buy or make some special foods and they put dishes which have these foods on the table. They sit on the chair and surround the table. Then, they start to eat and talk together. In Japan, there are Christmas presents for children from their parents. According to the interviews to the Japanese students in Kumamoto Gakuen University, they get these presents on the bedside. In America, they put these presents from parents and relatives under the Christmas tree.In Japan, they prepare the house for New Year. They clean their house and their office hard. They buy round rice cakes offered to the gods at New Year’s time. They eat special foods in the New Year Eve and go to temple to ring the watch-night bell. On the New Year Day, in Japan, children can get New Year’s presents of money from relatives. We eat “Osechi.” It is traditional meal in Japan.After New Year’s days, when it is coming that warm season, Americans begin spring cleaning. They do cleanup their house. It is similar to Japanese year-end cleanup. They are wiser than Japanese because they can do it without cold. They have this opportunity so they do not clean their house at the year-end. They do not do any special work before New Year.(1097words)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5958101101069165578-8935967082973975605?l=kb-giselle-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kb-giselle-blog.blogspot.com/feeds/8935967082973975605/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5958101101069165578&amp;postID=8935967082973975605' title='0 件のコメント'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5958101101069165578/posts/default/8935967082973975605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5958101101069165578/posts/default/8935967082973975605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kb-giselle-blog.blogspot.com/2009/07/my-report.html' title='MY REPORT'/><author><name>keiko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18327548259022455246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5958101101069165578.post-7541572782429897556</id><published>2009-07-25T19:29:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2009-07-25T19:30:14.666+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Write more!!</title><content type='html'>I had many reports last week. I could not write my blog enough…&lt;br /&gt;I’d like to write more this week and I’d like to get credit this class! Please do not abandon me…&lt;br /&gt;I am going to write more lately.(40words)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5958101101069165578-7541572782429897556?l=kb-giselle-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kb-giselle-blog.blogspot.com/feeds/7541572782429897556/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5958101101069165578&amp;postID=7541572782429897556' title='0 件のコメント'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5958101101069165578/posts/default/7541572782429897556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5958101101069165578/posts/default/7541572782429897556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kb-giselle-blog.blogspot.com/2009/07/write-more.html' title='Write more!!'/><author><name>keiko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18327548259022455246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5958101101069165578.post-8706742826478240554</id><published>2009-07-18T00:42:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2009-07-20T00:57:18.815+09:00</updated><title type='text'>ICE CANDY</title><content type='html'>Hi. It was humid cloudy today. I put on YUKATA as my part-time job’s staff. July 18th and 19th were YUKATA festival in downtown. Did you know that? I worked on the street near my coffee shop putting on YUKATA. It was too hot! I was standing on the street almost 8 hours. I could not stand straightly at last. I sometime sat down on the bench near my shop. I vended ice candy. There were about 11 kinds of taste. I want you to eat these ice candies. These are so good and we can feel cool with it. Please eat it when you want to feel cool at downtown! I will show you the tastes. Strawberry, Milk, Chocolate, Powdered green tea, Black tea, Mango, Blue apple, Coffee, Salty milk, ADZUKI and WASABI. Everything is delicious and I want recommend you to eat all of them!(147words)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5958101101069165578-8706742826478240554?l=kb-giselle-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kb-giselle-blog.blogspot.com/feeds/8706742826478240554/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5958101101069165578&amp;postID=8706742826478240554' title='4 件のコメント'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5958101101069165578/posts/default/8706742826478240554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5958101101069165578/posts/default/8706742826478240554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kb-giselle-blog.blogspot.com/2009/07/ice-candy.html' title='ICE CANDY'/><author><name>keiko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18327548259022455246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5958101101069165578.post-4451681573217412857</id><published>2009-07-18T00:20:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2009-07-20T00:21:52.749+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='BR'/><title type='text'>spring BR10 BUZZ SEES THE DIFFERENCE</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y8M_nEo8G5s/SmM5-TkWbYI/AAAAAAAAAYM/r-4yPhD7B0o/s1600-h/buzz.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360191724068433282" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 111px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y8M_nEo8G5s/SmM5-TkWbYI/AAAAAAAAAYM/r-4yPhD7B0o/s200/buzz.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I want to talk about “BUZZ SEES THE DIFFERENCE.” I read this book as book review.&lt;br /&gt;It was not realistic story.&lt;br /&gt;They are crazy creatures. BUZZ and ZIP are citizen in planet Zero. He went the peace conference at planet Seven.&lt;br /&gt;There were many strange creatures so BUZZ thought they are ugly.&lt;br /&gt;ZIP did not mind that and he thought BUZZ is not quiet and he is not calm.&lt;br /&gt;BUZZ heard that other creatures said that this place is going to explode in few minutes.&lt;br /&gt;BUZZ was surprised and he could not move. After they went away, he went back to ZIP and he said about bomb. But ZIP did not believe him because BUZZ does not have trust. But BUZZ never give up and he stood on the table and he shout for many creatures.&lt;br /&gt;They started to escape. But one creature has not move. He could not see and watch because of headset. BUZZ talked to him but he noticed that the creature is the ugliest one. But he tried to touch his shoulder. The creature took off the headset and they run together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could not understand the story well…But I think that BUZZ could talk to strange creature and they could escape. It is good thing.(210words)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5958101101069165578-4451681573217412857?l=kb-giselle-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kb-giselle-blog.blogspot.com/feeds/4451681573217412857/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5958101101069165578&amp;postID=4451681573217412857' title='0 件のコメント'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5958101101069165578/posts/default/4451681573217412857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5958101101069165578/posts/default/4451681573217412857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kb-giselle-blog.blogspot.com/2009/07/spring-br10-buzz-sees-difference.html' title='spring BR10 BUZZ SEES THE DIFFERENCE'/><author><name>keiko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18327548259022455246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y8M_nEo8G5s/SmM5-TkWbYI/AAAAAAAAAYM/r-4yPhD7B0o/s72-c/buzz.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5958101101069165578.post-6484982484160109071</id><published>2009-07-16T23:02:00.002+09:00</published><updated>2009-07-19T23:05:19.639+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='BR'/><title type='text'>spring BR9 The Coat</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y8M_nEo8G5s/SmMoCQ0NYjI/AAAAAAAAAX0/zjfB4MtL7jw/s1600-h/the+coat.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360172000839819826" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 111px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y8M_nEo8G5s/SmMoCQ0NYjI/AAAAAAAAAX0/zjfB4MtL7jw/s200/the+coat.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I am going to show you a book which title is “The Coat.”&lt;br /&gt;This story is not easy for me.&lt;br /&gt;In this story, the boy Mark will move. He heard that his neighbor cried. It was man. Mark listened to mans speaking.&lt;br /&gt;“Where is my coat!?”&lt;br /&gt;His daughter said “I think I put it out for the garbage truck this morning.”&lt;br /&gt;Man was sobbing and he said “It was not just an old coat. The pockets were full of treasure.”&lt;br /&gt;Mark listened to the voice so he thought that he can get the treasures. He started to follow the garbage truck by bicycle. At least, he could find mans coat at the top of the rubbish bag.&lt;br /&gt;He went back to his home and he opened the pockets. He found an old fob watch, a faded photo of a young woman, a locket, bottle tops and a shark’s tooth.&lt;br /&gt;He could not find any dollars or diamonds or emeralds or rubies.&lt;br /&gt;He was not sure what to do with it. Maybe he should take it back to the dump.&lt;br /&gt;But next morning, Mark found the man in his garden. Suddenly Mark knew what to do.&lt;br /&gt;“Hello” said Mark.&lt;br /&gt;“I found your coat.”&lt;br /&gt;The old man looked surprised as he took his coat from Mark.&lt;br /&gt;“How did you get? Where was this coat?” he asked.&lt;br /&gt;Then, he looked at the faded photo.&lt;br /&gt;“You have made an old man very happy,” he said.&lt;br /&gt;“Good!” smiled Mark.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is not just good story. Mark thought that he could get other’s treasure first.&lt;br /&gt;But finally he could change his mind. It is good story I thought.&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for reading.(276words)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5958101101069165578-6484982484160109071?l=kb-giselle-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kb-giselle-blog.blogspot.com/feeds/6484982484160109071/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5958101101069165578&amp;postID=6484982484160109071' title='0 件のコメント'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5958101101069165578/posts/default/6484982484160109071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5958101101069165578/posts/default/6484982484160109071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kb-giselle-blog.blogspot.com/2009/07/spring-br9-coat.html' title='spring BR9 The Coat'/><author><name>keiko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18327548259022455246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y8M_nEo8G5s/SmMoCQ0NYjI/AAAAAAAAAX0/zjfB4MtL7jw/s72-c/the+coat.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5958101101069165578.post-4022032214172780036</id><published>2009-07-15T23:22:00.001+09:00</published><updated>2009-07-16T02:31:44.029+09:00</updated><title type='text'>NEWS</title><content type='html'>I want to tell you my two good news.&lt;br /&gt;I could get qualification of secretary 2nd.&lt;br /&gt;I am so happy!&lt;br /&gt;And, my reports about teaching to junior high school student in teaching course was selected as model reports by Mr. Kamimoto!&lt;br /&gt;I felt special!(44words)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5958101101069165578-4022032214172780036?l=kb-giselle-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kb-giselle-blog.blogspot.com/feeds/4022032214172780036/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5958101101069165578&amp;postID=4022032214172780036' title='0 件のコメント'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5958101101069165578/posts/default/4022032214172780036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5958101101069165578/posts/default/4022032214172780036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kb-giselle-blog.blogspot.com/2009/07/news.html' title='NEWS'/><author><name>keiko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18327548259022455246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5958101101069165578.post-3272764318422419898</id><published>2009-07-10T12:27:00.001+09:00</published><updated>2009-07-19T23:07:21.843+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ES'/><title type='text'>Worst days in my life</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Hi. Today, I would like to talk about worst days in my life.&lt;br /&gt;I have an experience to be operated right eye because of detachment of the retina. It was about three years ago. When I was studying hard at night for end-of-term examination on second year in high school, I noticed that I could not look on my right eye well. I felt discomfort in my right eye but I had no time to go to ophthalmology. Eventually, I went there after two weeks by the first unease. At there, I was shocked at ophthalmologist’s word. “You have t&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y8M_nEo8G5s/SmMojr6I2gI/AAAAAAAAAX8/Uu2cF0sRbJc/s1600-h/%E3%83%87%E3%82%B8%E3%82%AB%E3%83%A1%EF%BC%94+110.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360172575048129026" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y8M_nEo8G5s/SmMojr6I2gI/AAAAAAAAAX8/Uu2cF0sRbJc/s200/%E3%83%87%E3%82%B8%E3%82%AB%E3%83%A1%EF%BC%94+110.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;o operate soon. You should enter university hospital tomorrow and you should operate your right eye tomorrow.” I could not understand what he said. But he called my parents to his ophthalmology and he did some procedure to university hospital to operate tomorrow. I could not believe that I will be operated tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;I cried so much and I scared to failure. I went home with sadness and next day I went to university hospital. I was operated my right eye with general anesthesia. My operation took about five hours to finish. The first time I opened my eyes after operation, I felt pain on my right eye so much. I could not see myself first. And next day I tried to see my eye and I shocked at my red eye. It looked not human’s eye. Too red!!&lt;br /&gt;I could not take off the gauze almost one month after that because of bad appearance. After discharge of the hospital, I backed to high school. I had headache at least 5 minutes reading book. But now, I can read book and use eyes almost usual. I can sports I can run I can wash my face freely! I cannot see the world on my right eye because my right eye’s retina cannot remedy my eyesight. But I can see with my left one so I can enjoy my life.&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for reading. (340words)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5958101101069165578-3272764318422419898?l=kb-giselle-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kb-giselle-blog.blogspot.com/feeds/3272764318422419898/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5958101101069165578&amp;postID=3272764318422419898' title='0 件のコメント'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5958101101069165578/posts/default/3272764318422419898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5958101101069165578/posts/default/3272764318422419898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kb-giselle-blog.blogspot.com/2009/07/worst-days-in-my-life.html' title='Worst days in my life'/><author><name>keiko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18327548259022455246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y8M_nEo8G5s/SmMojr6I2gI/AAAAAAAAAX8/Uu2cF0sRbJc/s72-c/%E3%83%87%E3%82%B8%E3%82%AB%E3%83%A1%EF%BC%94+110.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5958101101069165578.post-2908119921296180278</id><published>2009-07-10T01:10:00.005+09:00</published><updated>2009-07-19T23:09:28.038+09:00</updated><title type='text'>21years old</title><content type='html'>I became&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y8M_nEo8G5s/SmMo221xCdI/AAAAAAAAAYE/VvWsOvISh0c/s1600-h/%E7%9A%86%E3%81%8C%E3%81%8F%E3%82%8C%E3%81%9F%E3%81%AE%EF%BC%81.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360172904400095698" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 115px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 182px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y8M_nEo8G5s/SmMo221xCdI/AAAAAAAAAYE/VvWsOvISh0c/s200/%E7%9A%86%E3%81%8C%E3%81%8F%E3%82%8C%E3%81%9F%E3%81%AE%EF%BC%81.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; 21 years old today!&lt;br /&gt;I was celebrated by many people this year. I am so happy and I really appreciated them.&lt;br /&gt;Today, I had exam in “History of Britain” class and I had a meeting about Takuma Festival in autumn. After that I had explanation about teaching course. So I was busy today. After that I was celebrated by about thirty people and I did “PAI NAGE”. My friend threw the cake to my face! I cannot believe that at the first time. But I thought that it was …good…memorial….for me!&lt;br /&gt;And I was celebrated in my club at club meeting at university. I felt happy so much!&lt;br /&gt;“I want give them more special birthday” I thought.&lt;br /&gt;And I would like to throw cake to my friend someday!!!!(130words)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5958101101069165578-2908119921296180278?l=kb-giselle-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kb-giselle-blog.blogspot.com/feeds/2908119921296180278/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5958101101069165578&amp;postID=2908119921296180278' title='0 件のコメント'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5958101101069165578/posts/default/2908119921296180278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5958101101069165578/posts/default/2908119921296180278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kb-giselle-blog.blogspot.com/2009/07/21years-old.html' title='21years old'/><author><name>keiko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18327548259022455246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y8M_nEo8G5s/SmMo221xCdI/AAAAAAAAAYE/VvWsOvISh0c/s72-c/%E7%9A%86%E3%81%8C%E3%81%8F%E3%82%8C%E3%81%9F%E3%81%AE%EF%BC%81.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5958101101069165578.post-580843687240139651</id><published>2009-07-07T02:32:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2009-07-16T02:48:19.023+09:00</updated><title type='text'>TRAINING</title><content type='html'>Recently I often listen to “English as a Second Language Podcast.” I have iPod so I listen this podcast when I walk outside and I ride bicycle to go school or to downtown. I think it is good for me to improve my English skills. Originally I liked listening English music and watch English movies. And I knew that to listening English everyday is so good for learner better than speaking English in my seminar in University. “English as a Second Language Podcast” is not difficult for me to listen. But it has enough spans to listen seriously. I do not feel dullness so I can keep trying this practice. I would like to understand English better and better and I would like to use English someday. I think it is fun for me to expose English better than last year. So I can enjoy reading English books as book reviews.(152words)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5958101101069165578-580843687240139651?l=kb-giselle-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kb-giselle-blog.blogspot.com/feeds/580843687240139651/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5958101101069165578&amp;postID=580843687240139651' title='0 件のコメント'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5958101101069165578/posts/default/580843687240139651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5958101101069165578/posts/default/580843687240139651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kb-giselle-blog.blogspot.com/2009/07/training.html' title='TRAINING'/><author><name>keiko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18327548259022455246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5958101101069165578.post-5254485067718157445</id><published>2009-07-02T12:21:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2009-07-16T02:22:47.827+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='BR'/><title type='text'>spring BR8 Bertha</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y8M_nEo8G5s/Sl4QMFcsjyI/AAAAAAAAAXk/f0DPNB0mqMQ/s1600-h/Bretha.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358738406424481570" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 111px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y8M_nEo8G5s/Sl4QMFcsjyI/AAAAAAAAAXk/f0DPNB0mqMQ/s200/Bretha.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hi. Today, I am going to talk about a book. The name of the book is “Bertha.”&lt;br /&gt;This story is about a family they want to buy new car.&lt;br /&gt;They have a car its name is Bertha. They like the car but it is getting old. So they decided to buy new one.&lt;br /&gt;Father wants to buy black one.&lt;br /&gt;Mother wants to buy yellow one.&lt;br /&gt;Son wants to buy purple one.&lt;br /&gt;And daughter wants to buy pink one.&lt;br /&gt;They tried some car out but they found any complaint on it. They were accustomed to riding Bertha so they could not chose other cars.&lt;br /&gt;Then they abandoned to but new car once.&lt;br /&gt;They restart riding Bertha but it would be getting older and older. And it would be almost broken car. One day, they go travel and they used taxi and plane. On the way to home, son said “We should get new car…” Then, father said “I already bought new car. It is waiting us at home now!” Mother, son and daughter were looking forward to see new car.&lt;br /&gt;Finally they felt happy with new car.&lt;br /&gt;It was “NEW BERTHA.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like this story. It is important to take in high-tech things but we should treasure to have warm heart such as this family.&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for reading and I would like to read this book you too.(228words) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5958101101069165578-5254485067718157445?l=kb-giselle-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kb-giselle-blog.blogspot.com/feeds/5254485067718157445/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5958101101069165578&amp;postID=5254485067718157445' title='0 件のコメント'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5958101101069165578/posts/default/5254485067718157445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5958101101069165578/posts/default/5254485067718157445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kb-giselle-blog.blogspot.com/2009/07/spring-br8-bertha.html' title='spring BR8 Bertha'/><author><name>keiko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18327548259022455246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y8M_nEo8G5s/Sl4QMFcsjyI/AAAAAAAAAXk/f0DPNB0mqMQ/s72-c/Bretha.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5958101101069165578.post-4601353762958214159</id><published>2009-06-28T14:21:00.001+09:00</published><updated>2009-07-16T01:39:50.423+09:00</updated><title type='text'>My cell phone...</title><content type='html'>Hi. I am going to talk about my cell phone.&lt;br /&gt;I bought a cell phone by my self about 15 month ago. But I broke it after half a year.&lt;br /&gt;It was not to be able to tell and send mails. So I went to phone shop and I give to repair it. It cost over 5000yen. After about 2weeks, I got renew one. It was shinny and looks brand-new. But, it was broken after 1 month!! I could not believe it! I think it is not my responsibility. But I can not go phone shop again because I have no more money. I pay 2000yen every month for this machine. And I pay about 10000 yen as charge. It was stress to me! I can not repair again so I do not use it now. I was given my sister’s old cell phone so I borrow it to use.&lt;br /&gt;But it was like new phone so I want to use… What should I do?(165words)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5958101101069165578-4601353762958214159?l=kb-giselle-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kb-giselle-blog.blogspot.com/feeds/4601353762958214159/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5958101101069165578&amp;postID=4601353762958214159' title='2 件のコメント'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5958101101069165578/posts/default/4601353762958214159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5958101101069165578/posts/default/4601353762958214159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kb-giselle-blog.blogspot.com/2009/06/my-cell-phone.html' title='My cell phone...'/><author><name>keiko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18327548259022455246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5958101101069165578.post-8298281711935341583</id><published>2009-06-25T19:45:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2009-06-30T02:47:28.174+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='BR'/><title type='text'>spring BR7 The Inventor's Club</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y8M_nEo8G5s/Skj9-3-B_6I/AAAAAAAAAWU/dAlp4b3QZyw/s1600-h/inventors+club.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352807413747679138" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 130px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 224px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y8M_nEo8G5s/Skj9-3-B_6I/AAAAAAAAAWU/dAlp4b3QZyw/s200/inventors+club.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hi. Today I would like to show you a book. I read “The Inventors’ Club” as a book review.&lt;br /&gt;In this book, there are four kids they are interested in inventor. They built The Inventor’s Club their selves. Chad, Ben, Bianca and Jodie raced from school to Chad’s house for the meeting of the Inventor’s Club. At each meeting, one of the inventors showed all the others an invention they had made. Last Thursday, it was Bianca’s turn to show off her invention. She put on some basketball shoes. Chad, Ben and Jodie watched her. Bianca stood up when she had put on the shoes. “What is so special about your basketball shoes?” laughed Chad. “Just wait and see!” said Bianca. “Just pretend I am playing basketball,” said Bianca. She move as a basket player and she said “I go for the hoop!” Bianca acted out what she was saying. “Then I leap into the air…Goal!!” she shouted. The others could not believe how high Bianca leapt into the air.&lt;br /&gt;She showed the others the springs that were glued to the bottom of them.&lt;br /&gt;“That is a great invention,” said Jodie.&lt;br /&gt;“Let me have a go,” said Ben. “I made them for someone my size. They won’t work on you,” said Bianca. But he grabbed the shoes. It was tight but he could put them on.&lt;br /&gt;He acted like a basketball player just like Bianca, and he yelled “I leap in the air with one second to go!”&lt;br /&gt;Ben went higher and higher. He was heading for the open window. The others ran to the window and looked outside. Ben was hanging on to a tree, high above the ground.&lt;br /&gt;“Help me!” he yelled. The other just laughed and laughed.&lt;br /&gt;“I said you would be too heavy,” Bianca told Ben.&lt;br /&gt;“Just help me get down from here!” Ben yelled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This story is funny and I leaned that I should not do without agreement.&lt;br /&gt;I like this club and I want to see more invention by them.&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for reading.(340words) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5958101101069165578-8298281711935341583?l=kb-giselle-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kb-giselle-blog.blogspot.com/feeds/8298281711935341583/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5958101101069165578&amp;postID=8298281711935341583' title='1 件のコメント'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5958101101069165578/posts/default/8298281711935341583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5958101101069165578/posts/default/8298281711935341583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kb-giselle-blog.blogspot.com/2009/06/spring-br7-inventors-club.html' title='spring BR7 The Inventor&apos;s Club'/><author><name>keiko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18327548259022455246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y8M_nEo8G5s/Skj9-3-B_6I/AAAAAAAAAWU/dAlp4b3QZyw/s72-c/inventors+club.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5958101101069165578.post-3251019770490065480</id><published>2009-06-24T12:13:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2009-06-30T02:15:39.157+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='BR'/><title type='text'>spring BR6 SCARY MOVIE</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y8M_nEo8G5s/Skj2fTCSf_I/AAAAAAAAAWM/p6jCaZjmZxU/s1600-h/scary+movie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352799174676086770" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 124px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 209px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y8M_nEo8G5s/Skj2fTCSf_I/AAAAAAAAAWM/p6jCaZjmZxU/s200/scary+movie.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hi. Today, I am going to talk about a book as a book review. The title of the book is “Scary Movie”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr. and Mrs. Smith handed the girls their phone number in case they needed to call. They stayed at home as baby-sitter. Their names are Rebecca and Simone.&lt;br /&gt;Mr. Smith tapped the top of a glass cage on his way out. And he said “Do not worry about Gary, He looks a little scary but he would not hurt a fly.” Mr. and Mrs. Smith then left for dinner. Rebecca asked “Who is Gary?” then Simone walked over to the glass cage and looked inside. But she could not find anything. And she said”I do not know what Mr. Smith was talking about.”&lt;br /&gt;Rebecca put on the DVD which they were given by Mr. and Mrs. Smith for resource. Rebecca reached for the remote control to turn up the sound. Suddenly, she saw three long legs curling up over the couch.&lt;br /&gt;“Argh!” she screamed and jumped back. Simone turned around. Her eyes were as big as basketballs. A huge spider was crawling over the back of the couch. She gasped. Rebecca dropped the remote control. “Do something! Do something!” Simone shouted. Simone tried to breathe slowly and she asked “What are we going to do?” Rebecca whispered “Nothing.”&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly, the spider crawled across the seat, and jumped on top of the remote control. The two girls sat silently while the movie kept playing. The spider did not move an inch.&lt;br /&gt;“I cannot take this any longer. I am going to make a run for it!” whispered Simone. “No, do not!” cried Rebecca.&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly, the door opened. Mr. and Mrs. Smith were back from dinner. Mr. Smith noticed that spider was not in glass cage and he scooped up it in his hands. Then, he gave a kiss to him, and showed him to the girls. “See how friendly Gary is? He would not hurt a fly!” he said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think this book is good story. But I cannot put up with big spider on same couch. What do you think?&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for reading.(356words)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5958101101069165578-3251019770490065480?l=kb-giselle-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kb-giselle-blog.blogspot.com/feeds/3251019770490065480/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5958101101069165578&amp;postID=3251019770490065480' title='0 件のコメント'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5958101101069165578/posts/default/3251019770490065480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5958101101069165578/posts/default/3251019770490065480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kb-giselle-blog.blogspot.com/2009/06/spring-br6-scary-movie.html' title='spring BR6 SCARY MOVIE'/><author><name>keiko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18327548259022455246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y8M_nEo8G5s/Skj2fTCSf_I/AAAAAAAAAWM/p6jCaZjmZxU/s72-c/scary+movie.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5958101101069165578.post-2759123012275100188</id><published>2009-06-14T09:09:00.002+09:00</published><updated>2009-06-24T00:19:11.689+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Becky</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Today I am going to tell about my favorite book. The title of the book is “Becky no Kokoro no Tobira.”&lt;br /&gt;Do you know about Becky!?? She is like an angel! Have you ever heard her message?&lt;br /&gt;She is so special and I have never heard her whine or complaint. I want introduce her hearty massage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not just “thank you.” Thank you for the distance between you and me to be able to say “thank you.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone is receiving love. Everyone is needed by someone. It is sad just to say “I hate him”. You should to use the energy to come true your dream!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have one chance to save our idea in your mind. You should not to say everything what you thought. We have to think in your mind which is the true saying or holding you&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y8M_nEo8G5s/SkDyXQ0wsaI/AAAAAAAAAWE/y3ehgsY2E8s/s1600-h/46.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350542838783324578" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 134px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y8M_nEo8G5s/SkDyXQ0wsaI/AAAAAAAAAWE/y3ehgsY2E8s/s200/46.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;r tongue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have no limit to do effort!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cannot change my past however I have regret.&lt;br /&gt;I cannot back to past however I try heard.&lt;br /&gt;So I should think that every happening was correct, every my choice was correct.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Theses are one of the word of “Becky no Kokoro no Tobira.”&lt;br /&gt;I really recommend this book all of you.(204words)&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for reading.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5958101101069165578-2759123012275100188?l=kb-giselle-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kb-giselle-blog.blogspot.com/feeds/2759123012275100188/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5958101101069165578&amp;postID=2759123012275100188' title='1 件のコメント'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5958101101069165578/posts/default/2759123012275100188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5958101101069165578/posts/default/2759123012275100188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kb-giselle-blog.blogspot.com/2009/06/becky.html' title='Becky'/><author><name>keiko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18327548259022455246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y8M_nEo8G5s/SkDyXQ0wsaI/AAAAAAAAAWE/y3ehgsY2E8s/s72-c/46.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5958101101069165578.post-6912648874949961560</id><published>2009-06-10T22:04:00.001+09:00</published><updated>2009-06-11T21:32:15.033+09:00</updated><title type='text'>University Life</title><content type='html'>Today, I am going to talk about my university life.&lt;br /&gt;I am a student junior in Kumamoto Gakuen University.&lt;br /&gt;When I was a freshman, I did part-time job hard in first half a year and I retired the job. I joined an activity of clubs. I belonged to the flower arrangement club and It was in Cultural club. We invest for school festival every year. So I used most of my time to join the activity. It was my special memories and I never forgot this youth days.&lt;br /&gt;In my sophomore days, I tried many things in my club. We had so great underclassmen and I wanted to cherish them. In my club, there were only three girls in my age so I did everything I could for them. And after the school festival, upperclassmen retired the club then we would be the senior members. We take over the club from them and I would be a reader. I sometimes felt these things were burden before but I can feel many happiness and gladness now.&lt;br /&gt;Now I can say that I am so happy with my post and I love my friends in my club. I would like to make a lot of remembrances. I have only five months for club so I want to join every event with my best. I am thinking most of my times about club but it is not burden. I would like to make more wonderful club and I would like to give the club to underclassmen with wonderful mode.(256words)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5958101101069165578-6912648874949961560?l=kb-giselle-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kb-giselle-blog.blogspot.com/feeds/6912648874949961560/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5958101101069165578&amp;postID=6912648874949961560' title='2 件のコメント'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5958101101069165578/posts/default/6912648874949961560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5958101101069165578/posts/default/6912648874949961560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kb-giselle-blog.blogspot.com/2009/06/university-life.html' title='University Life'/><author><name>keiko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18327548259022455246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5958101101069165578.post-6173000910390227516</id><published>2009-06-10T21:27:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2009-06-11T21:31:55.395+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ES'/><title type='text'>The Most Memorable Day In My Life</title><content type='html'>Today, I would like to talk about “the most memorable day in my life.”&lt;br /&gt;I had many special memories and I often show my great memories in Minnesota. But today, I am going to talk about my great memories in Australia. I went to Sydney in a program in high school in summer vacation. It was a short trip to study abroad for applicant.&lt;br /&gt;I went there when I was sophomore in high school. I went there with my friend Yuri and Mao and other student. There were about twenty students and a teacher in this program. It was my first trip to overseas so I was under extreme tension. I had never contacted to host family before I met first. I got only one paper that was written about their family structure and their profile easily. I had known that my family’s name is Cameron and they are four members.&lt;br /&gt;I was little excited but I became tense so much. We went to Singapore first and changed an airplane. And then, we met many boys and girls who were Australian. They were a band and they went back to their home town at that time. I talked a little but I could not communicate enough. But Mao could talk a lot and she got a mail address of good boy. She is Margarine as you know. She was active and she used English even if she could not speak well. I respected her and I thought that I would be more aggressive.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I arrived at airport in Sydney but it was midnight. We went hotel near airport and went to sleep with exciting. Next day, I met my host family. My mother picked me up at school and we went to home. I was given my own room. I wanted to be inside room. But I knew that they often open the door. So I tried to be opened the door and I was in living room.&lt;br /&gt;My host mother was so kind and she always smiling. I could not live there without her. She always took care of me.&lt;br /&gt;My host father was so kind, too. He was a cock so he made dinner every night. It was amazing thing for me. His meal was so delicious. He often made some sweet after dinner and it was really nice. He made apple pie and sweet pizza and so on.  I love his meal very much.&lt;br /&gt;I had a sister Kayte. She is same as old as me. She looks like Avril Lavigne. She was so cute and cool. Sew was so kind, too. When I was asked “Who is your favorite singer?” by Kayte, I said “Avril Lavigne.” So when I came back to Japan, she gave me a CD of Avril.&lt;br /&gt;And, I had a brother Jack. He was fourteen years old but he is over 180cm. It was amazing and I fall in love with him. He was in Australian Football Team and he trained hard. I was taken to the game of AFL at museum. It was so great and I had really good time there. I thought that Jack will be wonderful player some day.&lt;br /&gt;I had great time there and I think that they are my second family. This memory is my tresure. I really appreciate them and I would like to visit there in the future.&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for reading.(569words)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5958101101069165578-6173000910390227516?l=kb-giselle-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kb-giselle-blog.blogspot.com/feeds/6173000910390227516/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5958101101069165578&amp;postID=6173000910390227516' title='1 件のコメント'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5958101101069165578/posts/default/6173000910390227516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5958101101069165578/posts/default/6173000910390227516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kb-giselle-blog.blogspot.com/2009/06/most-memorable-day-in-my-life.html' title='The Most Memorable Day In My Life'/><author><name>keiko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18327548259022455246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5958101101069165578.post-3089834382410760539</id><published>2009-06-02T08:09:00.002+09:00</published><updated>2009-06-02T19:07:48.247+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ES'/><title type='text'>My Favorite Animal</title><content type='html'>Today, I am going to talk about my favorite animal.&lt;br /&gt;My favorite animal is dog. I have never had dogs. But most of my friends have dogs and all of them say “My dog is especially cute! My dog is NO.1!” They love their dogs.&lt;br /&gt;I would like to have dog and I would like to go walking with dog.&lt;br /&gt;Recently, I sometimes go to see dog for pet shop. I love to see them. But I feel little pity for them.&lt;br /&gt;I love all dogs in the pet shop. There are many kinds of dogs. Poodle, Toy Poodle, Tea Cup Poodle, Labrador Retriever, Chihuahua, Long Heir Chihuahua, Pomeranian, Yorkshire Terrier, Dachshund, Cavalier King Charles Spaniel, Shih Tzu, Shiba, Papillon, Beagle, Bulldog, Maltese, Miniature Dachshund, Chow Chow and so on.&lt;br /&gt;I love all dogs and I would like to have all dogs if I can.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I am going to have a Tea cup Poodle or a Toy Poodle some day. I watched a movie “The story of Mari and poppy.” It is an Japanese movie. In this movie, there are cute four Shiba. This movie made me sad and my heart was wormed.&lt;br /&gt;By the way, I would like to have cats, too. Cats are so cool and they are not friendly like dogs, but some time they are so pretty and friendly.&lt;br /&gt;I have had a lot of cats before in my house. So my family loves cats. Especially my mother likes cats so she often talks to cats near my house. The name of the cat is “Kuro.” She is so friendly to people. Anyway, I would like to have any pet!!(275words)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5958101101069165578-3089834382410760539?l=kb-giselle-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kb-giselle-blog.blogspot.com/feeds/3089834382410760539/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5958101101069165578&amp;postID=3089834382410760539' title='1 件のコメント'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5958101101069165578/posts/default/3089834382410760539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5958101101069165578/posts/default/3089834382410760539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kb-giselle-blog.blogspot.com/2009/06/my-favorite-animal.html' title='My Favorite Animal'/><author><name>keiko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18327548259022455246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5958101101069165578.post-194389005463254195</id><published>2009-06-01T01:06:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2009-06-02T20:07:25.519+09:00</updated><title type='text'>MANGANAM</title><content type='html'>Hi. I will talk to you about my favorite magazine.&lt;br /&gt;I have tree sisters. We are only girl, but we have a lot of magazine in my house. My older sister had bought many “MANGA” since before.&lt;br /&gt;ONE PIECE, NANA, NARUTO, GOKINJO MONOGATARI, Fruit Basket, HANA YORI DANGO, SLAM DUNK, TACCHI, CLOSS ROAD, SORA HA AKAI KAWA NO HOTORI, AO NO SEKAI, HUNTER HUNTER, DEATH NOTE, SKIP BEAT, HATCHIMITSU TO CLOVER, TOKIMRKI TONIGHT, BOKU NO CHIKYU WO MAMOTTE and so on.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe she has about three hundred magazines.&lt;br /&gt;Recently, I have no time to use for free so I can not read magazine. But I would like to read many magazines if I have a lot of time!(118words)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5958101101069165578-194389005463254195?l=kb-giselle-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kb-giselle-blog.blogspot.com/feeds/194389005463254195/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5958101101069165578&amp;postID=194389005463254195' title='1 件のコメント'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5958101101069165578/posts/default/194389005463254195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5958101101069165578/posts/default/194389005463254195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kb-giselle-blog.blogspot.com/2009/06/manganam.html' title='MANGANAM'/><author><name>keiko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18327548259022455246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5958101101069165578.post-4898896764292864319</id><published>2009-05-28T18:57:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2009-06-02T19:05:47.624+09:00</updated><title type='text'>My Favorite...5</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y8M_nEo8G5s/SiT3pYLRWBI/AAAAAAAAAV0/Lp7WQFuBcaM/s1600-h/brbrbrbr"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342667348204673042" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y8M_nEo8G5s/SiT3pYLRWBI/AAAAAAAAAV0/Lp7WQFuBcaM/s200/brbrbrbr" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hi.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am going to talk about my favorite pictures.First, this picture is taken by Takashi Shimojo. He took this picture in the park in Bethel University in Minnesota in America.I like this picture! It looks youth.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We had good days in nature in Minnesota.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(45words)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5958101101069165578-4898896764292864319?l=kb-giselle-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kb-giselle-blog.blogspot.com/feeds/4898896764292864319/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5958101101069165578&amp;postID=4898896764292864319' title='1 件のコメント'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5958101101069165578/posts/default/4898896764292864319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5958101101069165578/posts/default/4898896764292864319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kb-giselle-blog.blogspot.com/2009/06/my-favorite5.html' title='My Favorite...5'/><author><name>keiko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18327548259022455246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y8M_nEo8G5s/SiT3pYLRWBI/AAAAAAAAAV0/Lp7WQFuBcaM/s72-c/brbrbrbr' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5958101101069165578.post-2412797696155896935</id><published>2009-05-27T16:47:00.014+09:00</published><updated>2009-06-02T18:57:18.442+09:00</updated><title type='text'>My Favorite...4</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y8M_nEo8G5s/ShzxziZjqSI/AAAAAAAAAUU/6fdeSAxTcVM/s1600-h/ãƒ‡ã‚¸ã‚«ãƒ¡ï¼”+278.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340409125864188194" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y8M_nEo8G5s/ShzxziZjqSI/AAAAAAAAAUU/6fdeSAxTcVM/s200/%E3%83%87%E3%82%B8%E3%82%AB%E3%83%A1%EF%BC%94+278.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hi. I wanna introduce you my great teacher in America.&lt;br /&gt;This picture is my favorite one, too. I love these teachers Joel and Linda. They were so kind they sometime use Japanese. When they use the mobile phone, they say"Moshi Moshi!" Joel often talked to us and I rowwed a boat with Ai and Joel. They taught me correct English and I could ask him everything I wanted to know.&lt;br /&gt;I would like to see them soooo much!!&lt;br /&gt;(78words)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y8M_nEo8G5s/ShzxziZjqSI/AAAAAAAAAUU/6fdeSAxTcVM/s1600-h/ãƒ‡ã‚¸ã‚«ãƒ¡ï¼”+278.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5958101101069165578-2412797696155896935?l=kb-giselle-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kb-giselle-blog.blogspot.com/feeds/2412797696155896935/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5958101101069165578&amp;postID=2412797696155896935' title='1 件のコメント'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5958101101069165578/posts/default/2412797696155896935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5958101101069165578/posts/default/2412797696155896935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kb-giselle-blog.blogspot.com/2009/05/my-favorite-picture4.html' title='My Favorite...4'/><author><name>keiko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18327548259022455246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y8M_nEo8G5s/ShzxziZjqSI/AAAAAAAAAUU/6fdeSAxTcVM/s72-c/%E3%83%87%E3%82%B8%E3%82%AB%E3%83%A1%EF%BC%94+278.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5958101101069165578.post-4849480046401223214</id><published>2009-05-24T17:00:00.002+09:00</published><updated>2009-05-27T17:43:58.742+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='BR'/><title type='text'>spring BR5 The Bully</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y8M_nEo8G5s/Shz9RlUXZxI/AAAAAAAAAU0/MA4l1Ot4aiA/s1600-h/the+bully.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340421736671700754" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 118px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 203px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y8M_nEo8G5s/Shz9RlUXZxI/AAAAAAAAAU0/MA4l1Ot4aiA/s200/the+bully.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;Hi. Today I am going to recommend a book as a book review.&lt;br /&gt;The title of this book is “The Bully.”&lt;br /&gt;I was studying about bully in Minnesota in the U.S. I am interested in bullying because I had a interest about psychology.&lt;br /&gt;In this story, there are two main characters. Josh is a kind kid and he is in a class which was so great before Martin Mackenzie arrived.&lt;br /&gt;Martin is a transfer student and he is loud, rude and had a bad temper.&lt;br /&gt;On the last day of term, Josh’s friend Harley said to him.” Martin is looking at you.”&lt;br /&gt;Josh was scared and he did not know what to do. He has never done anything to Martin so he has no idea.&lt;br /&gt;After school, Martin talked to Josh “See you on Monday, Josh!” from behind Josh. He could not know what Martin was saying. He turned and saw Martin grinning at him and he asked “What are you talking about?”&lt;br /&gt;Martin said “Did not your mum tell you?” Josh was not told anything from his mum.&lt;br /&gt;But Martin was going to stay with Josh’s house next two weeks.&lt;br /&gt;It is the beginning of bad days for Josh. Martin came to his house and he was so gentleman when Josh’s Mum is there.&lt;br /&gt;But, as soon as she gone, Martin turned mean. There was nothing Josh could do about it.&lt;br /&gt;Josh told his Mum how horrible Martin was to Josh.&lt;br /&gt;He thought that he was comforted by his Mum but she did not. She said “Martin’s dad left, so his mother moved the family every time she found a better job. Martin used to make new friends but they always forgot about him when he moved. I think he is unfriendly from the first, so he won’t be disappointed when he leaves.”&lt;br /&gt;After that, Josh tried to treat Martin as his best friend no matter how he acts. It was Josh’s Mum’s idea. It was hard for Josh but he kept it. At last, Martin stopped bullying Josh. Then Josh knew that Martin is a nice kid.&lt;br /&gt;And they had good news. Martin’s Mum has decided her new job is perfect, so they won’t have to move again.&lt;br /&gt;Finally, they would be a real best friend and Martin could get new friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is good story and I like Josh. He is so kind and he made up Martin nice kid was great. I would like to think why he is so mean, why she is so wicked if I met not good persons.&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for reading.(430word)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5958101101069165578-4849480046401223214?l=kb-giselle-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kb-giselle-blog.blogspot.com/feeds/4849480046401223214/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5958101101069165578&amp;postID=4849480046401223214' title='0 件のコメント'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5958101101069165578/posts/default/4849480046401223214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5958101101069165578/posts/default/4849480046401223214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kb-giselle-blog.blogspot.com/2009/05/br5-bully.html' title='spring BR5 The Bully'/><author><name>keiko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18327548259022455246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y8M_nEo8G5s/Shz9RlUXZxI/AAAAAAAAAU0/MA4l1Ot4aiA/s72-c/the+bully.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5958101101069165578.post-8728274697111901966</id><published>2009-05-20T00:59:00.002+09:00</published><updated>2009-07-20T01:04:06.946+09:00</updated><title type='text'>What a feeling</title><content type='html'>I love NamieAmuro! I love Kato Miliyah. I love Oguri Shun. I love TanakaKei.&lt;br /&gt;I want to see Mr. Children soon!! I could not get their tickets so I have to get next chance!!!!&lt;br /&gt;(37words)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5958101101069165578-8728274697111901966?l=kb-giselle-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kb-giselle-blog.blogspot.com/feeds/8728274697111901966/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5958101101069165578&amp;postID=8728274697111901966' title='0 件のコメント'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5958101101069165578/posts/default/8728274697111901966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5958101101069165578/posts/default/8728274697111901966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kb-giselle-blog.blogspot.com/2009/05/what-feeling.html' title='What a feeling'/><author><name>keiko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18327548259022455246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5958101101069165578.post-2790446058324786503</id><published>2009-05-19T00:04:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2009-07-20T01:21:23.523+09:00</updated><title type='text'>20 cry</title><content type='html'>20 cry is Kato Miliyah's singl. She is 20 years old as same as me. She wrote this song as just a girl who is twenty years old. She often says "lonely". In this song, she say “Why I am alive? What should I do? I do not know anymore. Please someone needs me!"These phrases fascinate same generations.(59words)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5958101101069165578-2790446058324786503?l=kb-giselle-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kb-giselle-blog.blogspot.com/feeds/2790446058324786503/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5958101101069165578&amp;postID=2790446058324786503' title='0 件のコメント'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5958101101069165578/posts/default/2790446058324786503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5958101101069165578/posts/default/2790446058324786503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kb-giselle-blog.blogspot.com/2009/07/20-cry.html' title='20 cry'/><author><name>keiko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18327548259022455246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5958101101069165578.post-3117466001658814167</id><published>2009-05-12T15:08:00.002+09:00</published><updated>2009-06-11T21:37:54.429+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='BR'/><title type='text'>spring BR4 The Riddle of the Camel Race</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y8M_nEo8G5s/SjD6nBLTEdI/AAAAAAAAAV8/s49EnMfJphA/s1600-h/514%252BrR68QhL__SL500_AA240_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346048305926443474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y8M_nEo8G5s/SjD6nBLTEdI/AAAAAAAAAV8/s49EnMfJphA/s200/514%252BrR68QhL__SL500_AA240_.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hi. Today, I would like to talk about a book” The Riddle of the Camel Race.”&lt;br /&gt;I chose this book because I like the picture.&lt;br /&gt;In this story, there is very cruel sultan. This sultan ruled his kingdom with an iron fist.&lt;br /&gt;It really was an iron fist, because he had lost his one hand in a fight of sword. Everyone in the land did exactly what the sultan has ordered. They were so afraid not to because if they do not exactly what the sultan ordered they must go prison.&lt;br /&gt;For most of the year, the sultan ordered his people to do normal kingdom-type-jobs. For example, the sultan ordered people to do guarding his castle, hunting for his food and clipping his toenails.&lt;br /&gt;But, one day, on the sultan’s birthday, he called two of his subjects, Ali and Baboo.&lt;br /&gt;He said” My challenge for you two is a camel race.” They thought that dose not sound too bad. But he continued,” The winner of the race is the person whose camel comes last! The loser will get five years in prison and a tattoo of me on chest to remind of his failure.”&lt;br /&gt;Ali and Baboo were led to the starting line of the race. They were ready to go, but their movement were so slowly. Neither man wanted to get ahead of the other.&lt;br /&gt;They started to go but they were going so slowly that before long their camels stopped. They did not know what to do.&lt;br /&gt;The kingdom’s wisest person named Shiraz approached the men. She told something to both of them. After that, they leapt on their camel and dug their heels into the animal.&lt;br /&gt;They raced towards the finish line as quickly as they could. Each man was anxious to get to the finish line first.&lt;br /&gt;Those who were watching the race were surprised at what they were seeing.&lt;br /&gt;They approached Shiraz that what she said to them.&lt;br /&gt;She said” I just told each of them to get on the other man’s camel. After all, the winner is the person whose camel comes last.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is a funny story and I think Shiraz is clever very well. (362words)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5958101101069165578-3117466001658814167?l=kb-giselle-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kb-giselle-blog.blogspot.com/feeds/3117466001658814167/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5958101101069165578&amp;postID=3117466001658814167' title='0 件のコメント'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5958101101069165578/posts/default/3117466001658814167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5958101101069165578/posts/default/3117466001658814167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kb-giselle-blog.blogspot.com/2009/05/br4-riddle-of-camel-race.html' title='spring BR4 The Riddle of the Camel Race'/><author><name>keiko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18327548259022455246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y8M_nEo8G5s/SjD6nBLTEdI/AAAAAAAAAV8/s49EnMfJphA/s72-c/514%252BrR68QhL__SL500_AA240_.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5958101101069165578.post-2780393608607814516</id><published>2009-05-08T13:52:00.002+09:00</published><updated>2009-05-08T13:53:28.435+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ES'/><title type='text'>My treasure</title><content type='html'>I am going to talk about my treasure. My treasure is my friend in my club. I love them. I had had two girls in same age and ten girls who are younger than us. And we could welcome new friends in this spring. We got twenty freshmen and they are all girls. It is happiness for me so much. I am a reader of this club so I would like to make them happy. I would like to make their school life better and better.&lt;br /&gt;I know that I am not important and I always feel they support me very well. I appreciate them so much and I love them so much. Some readers in other club are little pride and they think they are No. 1. But it is a mistake. All clubs are made up of all members in each club.&lt;br /&gt;I am a third year student so I will have to retire this club in this autumn. I am so sad. I would like to make a lot of memories with my friends and I would like to content of my club life when I will retire. So of course I would like to enjoy with friends in other clubs. I could get many friends in other clubs because I did try many activities. I would like to tell my friends and underclassman that they should join many activities. But most important thing is love for own club. If I love only friends in other clubs, maybe I can not enjoy my school life.(258 words)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5958101101069165578-2780393608607814516?l=kb-giselle-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kb-giselle-blog.blogspot.com/feeds/2780393608607814516/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5958101101069165578&amp;postID=2780393608607814516' title='1 件のコメント'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5958101101069165578/posts/default/2780393608607814516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5958101101069165578/posts/default/2780393608607814516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kb-giselle-blog.blogspot.com/2009/05/my-treasure.html' title='My treasure'/><author><name>keiko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18327548259022455246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5958101101069165578.post-8595054152202443855</id><published>2009-05-08T01:29:00.001+09:00</published><updated>2009-05-28T23:59:42.863+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='BR'/><title type='text'>spring BR3 Ben Fox Save the Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y8M_nEo8G5s/Sh6m2CUpMnI/AAAAAAAAAVs/Rdv1jphkJjs/s1600-h/ben+fox.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340889655374590578" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 111px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y8M_nEo8G5s/Sh6m2CUpMnI/AAAAAAAAAVs/Rdv1jphkJjs/s200/ben+fox.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hi. I am going to talk about the book” Ben Fox Saves the Day.”&lt;br /&gt;Ben Fox is a kind boy so he is at the shop for his mother. He is getting oranges out of a box, when the woman from the shop shouted, “Stop him! Stop the boy!” Ben looked up at the woman and looked down the street. There was a boy running with red bag. The bag is the woman’s. Ben started running to catch the boy. He had some oranges in his arm. The boy did not stop running and he said “you can not catch me!” But Ben had an idea! He rolled the oranges over the street. The boy did not notice the oranges coming. The oranges rolled under his feet and the boy fell over! Finally, Ben could take the red bag!&lt;br /&gt;Ben gave the bag to the woman. And the woman gave him a box which is full by oranges.&lt;br /&gt;It is good story. I think he is so kind. And if you did good things, maybe you can fell happy after that.(181words)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5958101101069165578-8595054152202443855?l=kb-giselle-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kb-giselle-blog.blogspot.com/feeds/8595054152202443855/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5958101101069165578&amp;postID=8595054152202443855' title='0 件のコメント'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5958101101069165578/posts/default/8595054152202443855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5958101101069165578/posts/default/8595054152202443855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kb-giselle-blog.blogspot.com/2009/05/spring-br3-ben-fox-save-day.html' title='spring BR3 Ben Fox Save the Day'/><author><name>keiko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18327548259022455246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y8M_nEo8G5s/Sh6m2CUpMnI/AAAAAAAAAVs/Rdv1jphkJjs/s72-c/ben+fox.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5958101101069165578.post-3290454396293731346</id><published>2009-05-03T21:04:00.002+09:00</published><updated>2009-05-29T00:00:30.846+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='BR'/><title type='text'>spring BR2 The Giant's Causeway</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y8M_nEo8G5s/SgG12M57QcI/AAAAAAAAAUM/5-xXvIND3j4/s1600-h/%E3%81%82%E3%81%82%E3%81%82.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332743376565125570" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 166px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 277px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y8M_nEo8G5s/SgG12M57QcI/AAAAAAAAAUM/5-xXvIND3j4/s320/%E3%81%82%E3%81%82%E3%81%82.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am going to talk about the book “The Giant’s Causeway.”&lt;br /&gt;It is a story about a giant, Finn, and a giantess, Oonagh, in Ireland and a giant, Benandonner, in Scotland.&lt;br /&gt;Finn and Oonagh were living together in a quiet cave by the sea.&lt;br /&gt;One day, Benandonner shout to Finn that Benandonner is the strongest giant.&lt;br /&gt;But he did not come to fight Finn because he could not swim. So Finn decided that he will make a causeway between Ireland and Scotland.&lt;br /&gt;After the making causeway, Benandonner began to walk on the causeway.&lt;br /&gt;Oonagh found that and she noticed Benandonner is bigger than Finn! And Finn was so tired because he was making causeway for a longtime so he did not have enough stamina. Then, she got an idea! She dressed Finn baby’s cloth.&lt;br /&gt;Benandonner came into Finn’s cave and find him. But he could not find. Oonagh said to him that he should go back or this baby will get up! He came to see the baby but the baby bit Benandonner’s hand strongly. Then, Benandonner thought that if this baby’s father is Finn, Finn is too strong! So Benandonner went back to his island. And after this trouble, he never gave any trouble.&lt;br /&gt;And, Finn picked up some mud and threw it with all his might.&lt;br /&gt;The mud landed with a splash close by Benandonner.&lt;br /&gt;The mud that Finn threw at Benandonner was named the Isle of Man!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First, I read this book with boring. But after the idea of Oonagh, I think it is funny story.&lt;br /&gt;And I like this ending; the mud was named the Isle of Man.&lt;br /&gt;(272words)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5958101101069165578-3290454396293731346?l=kb-giselle-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kb-giselle-blog.blogspot.com/feeds/3290454396293731346/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5958101101069165578&amp;postID=3290454396293731346' title='0 件のコメント'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5958101101069165578/posts/default/3290454396293731346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5958101101069165578/posts/default/3290454396293731346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kb-giselle-blog.blogspot.com/2009/05/spring-br2-giants-causeway.html' title='spring BR2 The Giant&apos;s Causeway'/><author><name>keiko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18327548259022455246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y8M_nEo8G5s/SgG12M57QcI/AAAAAAAAAUM/5-xXvIND3j4/s72-c/%E3%81%82%E3%81%82%E3%81%82.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5958101101069165578.post-847807557367587569</id><published>2009-05-02T22:34:00.001+09:00</published><updated>2009-05-06T22:51:19.460+09:00</updated><title type='text'>My favorite...3</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y8M_nEo8G5s/SgGT3qZ82gI/AAAAAAAAAT8/PGOpKpT3tto/s1600-h/aaaa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332706018268600834" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 162px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 272px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y8M_nEo8G5s/SgGT3qZ82gI/AAAAAAAAAT8/PGOpKpT3tto/s320/aaaa.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hi!&lt;br /&gt;I am going to show you my favorite things.&lt;br /&gt;This is a cuuuuuuute pen sold in Tokyo Disney Land.&lt;br /&gt;My family bought me the mini one.&lt;br /&gt;Mickey one is for my younger sister.&lt;br /&gt;And this big ribbon is a rubber for heir. This is a souvenir for me from my mother.&lt;br /&gt;I like this pretty ribbon.&lt;br /&gt;This pen has four functions.&lt;br /&gt;Black inc, blue inc, Red inc and automatic pencil.&lt;br /&gt;I love convenient things.&lt;br /&gt;(75words)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5958101101069165578-847807557367587569?l=kb-giselle-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kb-giselle-blog.blogspot.com/feeds/847807557367587569/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5958101101069165578&amp;postID=847807557367587569' title='0 件のコメント'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5958101101069165578/posts/default/847807557367587569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5958101101069165578/posts/default/847807557367587569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kb-giselle-blog.blogspot.com/2009/05/my-favorite3.html' title='My favorite...3'/><author><name>keiko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18327548259022455246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y8M_nEo8G5s/SgGT3qZ82gI/AAAAAAAAAT8/PGOpKpT3tto/s72-c/aaaa.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5958101101069165578.post-5240682967065175776</id><published>2009-05-02T22:27:00.001+09:00</published><updated>2009-05-06T22:34:22.794+09:00</updated><title type='text'>My favorite...2</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y8M_nEo8G5s/SgGRzZQEuiI/AAAAAAAAATs/cpsf7fhEKPk/s1600-h/aaa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332703745921038882" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 178px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y8M_nEo8G5s/SgGRzZQEuiI/AAAAAAAAATs/cpsf7fhEKPk/s320/aaa.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Hi! This is my favorite picture. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;They are my friends in Kumamoto Gakuen University. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I someime go out with them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;They are funny and I always laugh when I am with them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I know that they looks kids! haha~ (39words)&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/5958101101069165578-5240682967065175776?l=kb-giselle-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kb-giselle-blog.blogspot.com/feeds/5240682967065175776/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5958101101069165578&amp;postID=5240682967065175776' title='0 件のコメント'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5958101101069165578/posts/default/5240682967065175776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5958101101069165578/posts/default/5240682967065175776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kb-giselle-blog.blogspot.com/2009/05/my-favorite2.html' title='My favorite...2'/><author><name>keiko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18327548259022455246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y8M_nEo8G5s/SgGRzZQEuiI/AAAAAAAAATs/cpsf7fhEKPk/s72-c/aaa.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5958101101069165578.post-1942566406874241061</id><published>2009-05-02T22:05:00.003+09:00</published><updated>2009-05-06T22:37:38.102+09:00</updated><title type='text'>My favorite...</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y8M_nEo8G5s/SgGSBpjTWSI/AAAAAAAAAT0/AQ1L_GMD8hw/s1600-h/aa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332703990814824738" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 178px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y8M_nEo8G5s/SgGSBpjTWSI/AAAAAAAAAT0/AQ1L_GMD8hw/s320/aa.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y8M_nEo8G5s/SgGPu7JWkPI/AAAAAAAAATc/Tk-nVYuYEiA/s1600-h/aa.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hi. I will show you my favorite pictures!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;This is a cake.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;No!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;This is a cake made from quilt!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And this cake was made by a man who looks be not interested in making. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I think it is cute and funny.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;How about you?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;(45words)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y8M_nEo8G5s/SgGSBpjTWSI/AAAAAAAAAT0/AQ1L_GMD8hw/s1600-h/aa.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5958101101069165578-1942566406874241061?l=kb-giselle-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kb-giselle-blog.blogspot.com/feeds/1942566406874241061/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5958101101069165578&amp;postID=1942566406874241061' title='0 件のコメント'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5958101101069165578/posts/default/1942566406874241061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5958101101069165578/posts/default/1942566406874241061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kb-giselle-blog.blogspot.com/2009/05/my-favorite.html' title='My favorite...'/><author><name>keiko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18327548259022455246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y8M_nEo8G5s/SgGSBpjTWSI/AAAAAAAAAT0/AQ1L_GMD8hw/s72-c/aa.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5958101101069165578.post-458367646950395111</id><published>2009-05-02T21:52:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2009-05-06T21:59:42.637+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='BR'/><title type='text'>spring BR1 Everything Is Changing</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo" align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y8M_nEo8G5s/SgGIDVUm66I/AAAAAAAAAS0/7aD0IF1XfWo/s1600-h/20090506215126-749562.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332693024627944354" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y8M_nEo8G5s/SgGIDVUm66I/AAAAAAAAAS0/7aD0IF1XfWo/s320/20090506215126-749562.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo" align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;Today, I am going to talk about the book “Everything Is Changing.”&lt;br /&gt;This story has a main character that is a poor boy.&lt;br /&gt;When he got the 13th birthday, he got three things.&lt;br /&gt;First is a birthday cake that was made by his mother. His family were so poor because his father lost his job about two years ago. So she had to go next door to use the oven because they do not have one in their house.&lt;br /&gt;Second, he was given a notebook by his father. His father said that he will need to use it to keep track of his life.&lt;br /&gt;Third, his father had found a job for him. So he stared working for a man who made houses at 14th May, 1934.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They were in the middle of hard times.&lt;br /&gt;So many people lost their jobs and they could not find new one.&lt;br /&gt;So his father could not get it, too.&lt;br /&gt;Then, he was working hard for his family. And fortunately, he had good boss in his job.&lt;br /&gt;When he started the job, he was retired the school. So he sometimes missed school and his friends. He wanted coming house early and to play with his brother.&lt;br /&gt;His job was so hard and he was always dirty. But he did not mind, because he was learning a lot about how to make all kinds of things.&lt;br /&gt;Almost one year later, he has helped his boss make five sheds, two houses and a garage. And, his father could find new job so he do not have to work all day long.&lt;br /&gt;Now, he can go to the movie with his friends.&lt;br /&gt;His father said that the bad times are coming to an end, and things are getting better and better all the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can enjoy reading this book. This book encourage me well. I want recommend this book for my friends.&lt;br /&gt;(317words)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5958101101069165578-458367646950395111?l=kb-giselle-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kb-giselle-blog.blogspot.com/feeds/458367646950395111/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5958101101069165578&amp;postID=458367646950395111' title='0 件のコメント'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5958101101069165578/posts/default/458367646950395111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5958101101069165578/posts/default/458367646950395111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kb-giselle-blog.blogspot.com/2009/05/spring-br1-everything-is-changing.html' title='spring BR1 Everything Is Changing'/><author><name>keiko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18327548259022455246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y8M_nEo8G5s/SgGIDVUm66I/AAAAAAAAAS0/7aD0IF1XfWo/s72-c/20090506215126-749562.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5958101101069165578.post-7096282389136675554</id><published>2009-04-28T01:35:00.006+09:00</published><updated>2009-05-06T22:26:44.348+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Namie</title><content type='html'>How cute she is!!!!&lt;br /&gt;I can not understand why she is so cute.&lt;br /&gt;I want to go her live again!&lt;br /&gt;Please someone give me the tiket! (26words)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object style="WIDTH: 233px; HEIGHT: 139px" height="139" width="233"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/PhKdMJj_aJU&amp;amp;hl=ja&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/PhKdMJj_aJU&amp;hl=ja&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&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/5958101101069165578-7096282389136675554?l=kb-giselle-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kb-giselle-blog.blogspot.com/feeds/7096282389136675554/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5958101101069165578&amp;postID=7096282389136675554' title='0 件のコメント'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5958101101069165578/posts/default/7096282389136675554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5958101101069165578/posts/default/7096282389136675554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kb-giselle-blog.blogspot.com/2009/04/namie.html' title='Namie'/><author><name>keiko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18327548259022455246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5958101101069165578.post-8918883063494089203</id><published>2009-04-26T19:34:00.004+09:00</published><updated>2009-05-27T16:39:16.352+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Movie Review  High School Musical</title><content type='html'>I am going to talk about the movie “high school musical.” I watched the movie last night with my sister. Maybe my sister rented by the rental shop near my home.I will introduce the character in this movie. The main character’s name is Toroy.He is a star in his high school because he is captain of the basketball team in his high school. Then, his father is a coach of the team. He is very good basket player and many students in the high school want to be friend with him.&lt;br /&gt;One day, he met a girl in the party and they sung a song together. He thought that he was not good at singing. But he could sing over his thinking. He was happy at the time and she is happy too. Her name is Gabriela. In the night, they said good bye after singing. But they met after that because she came to his school as transfer student. They would be in same class and they fall in love with each other. Toroy is a captain of his basketball team but he would like to try a stage of drama club. Gabriela is so clever and she was invited to the chemistry club. So she was thinking about the stage of drama club. They gave up once but they tried finally.&lt;br /&gt;In this club, there are two important people. Sharpay is a beautiful lady who has a power in the drama club and her brother, Lian, is like a servant of her.&lt;br /&gt;They are always act main character in the stage of the club. But, they knew that Toroy and Gabriela will try the audition so they did some bulling to Toroy and Gabriela.&lt;br /&gt;Toroy and Gabriela had many problems and they had a quarrel but finally they made it up with each other and they could sing a song together in the stage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a youth movie and the actors are s good. I like Zack Eflon and Vanessa. Zack and Vanessa are the couple in this movie but they are real couple in their private.&lt;br /&gt;I am jealous of her for dating cool Zack!&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for reading my movie review and I am going to write movie review about” High School of MusicalⅡ.”(383words)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5958101101069165578-8918883063494089203?l=kb-giselle-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kb-giselle-blog.blogspot.com/feeds/8918883063494089203/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5958101101069165578&amp;postID=8918883063494089203' title='0 件のコメント'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5958101101069165578/posts/default/8918883063494089203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5958101101069165578/posts/default/8918883063494089203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kb-giselle-blog.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-am-going-to-talk-about-movie-high.html' title='Movie Review  High School Musical'/><author><name>keiko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18327548259022455246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5958101101069165578.post-2177316615892683050</id><published>2009-04-16T19:04:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2009-04-20T19:33:46.366+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Greeeen</title><content type='html'>I went to Green Land in ...I do not know.&lt;br /&gt;I went there as a welcome picnic for freshman. We could get new twenty friends in my club.&lt;br /&gt;I am so happy♪I am not genius so I do not memorize all of them. But I can say their name!&lt;br /&gt;Mai, Yuri, Yukari, Mika, Chika, Yukari, Yuri, Mariko, Tomo, Hiroko, Ayumi, Mami, Mari, Erika,Hiromi, Mio, Ai, Kaho, Akane, Yuka. I love them as they are my real sister!&lt;br /&gt;And, of course I love 2nd grade student. Nozomi is always thinking about playing. She often go boring and Karaoke. She like drinking, too. She make us active! Risa is so kind. I think she would be tightly. She often help me. Miwako is too kind! She looks cute and she is kind every time I meet. But she said that she is not kind in her mind. wara. Yuko is funny. She got a boyfriend who called Asshy. She is S. She is good at monomane so she often say "E~" like Masuo. Sakura is cute and she looks like Chip and Dale. She is tightly and she is lady. She often pay attention. Sayuki is so beautiful girl. I like her smile. She looks so cute but her mind is cool. She is like older sister in my club. Mayo is yanki now. But she is not firm and she always kind for everyone. Yuika is kind, too. Yuika was taken to my club from Mayo and we would friend last summer. She is S like Yuko so she is stronger that her boyfriend. Saori is too cute! I love her. She is so girlly and her voice is cute but she say always "Jibun". It is her gap. Her family name is same with me. Miyu is sexy and beautiful girl. She did Soshoku like me. She have many friend. When I send mail to 2nd grade members, Miyu often reply mail. I am always glad. I love her, too.&lt;br /&gt;I introduced about my sweet sisters. I can say that "I have best juniors!!"&lt;br /&gt;(347words)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5958101101069165578-2177316615892683050?l=kb-giselle-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kb-giselle-blog.blogspot.com/feeds/2177316615892683050/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5958101101069165578&amp;postID=2177316615892683050' title='0 件のコメント'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5958101101069165578/posts/default/2177316615892683050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5958101101069165578/posts/default/2177316615892683050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kb-giselle-blog.blogspot.com/2009/04/greeeen.html' title='Greeeen'/><author><name>keiko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18327548259022455246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5958101101069165578.post-127622843282764082</id><published>2009-04-14T01:02:00.003+09:00</published><updated>2009-04-20T19:04:15.583+09:00</updated><title type='text'>How wonderful there are!</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325324880047004914" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y8M_nEo8G5s/Sedaw3zAXPI/AAAAAAAAASk/8ttvt1nOxhs/s200/IMG_2830.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;Hi. I want to talk about my spring vacation.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I went to Tokyo Disney Resort with my boy friend. This year is the 25th Anniversary year of Tokyo Disney Resort. On the first day, we went to Tokyo Disney Land. We could see the parade, "Jubilation." &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We spent a Hotel Miracos&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y8M_nEo8G5s/Sedb-ywH9kI/AAAAAAAAASs/OpT35sJ8df0/s1600-h/IMG_2941.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325326218722539074" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 192px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 143px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y8M_nEo8G5s/Sedb-ywH9kI/AAAAAAAAASs/OpT35sJ8df0/s200/IMG_2941.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ta. It is a official hotel of Tokyo Disney Sea. So we went to Disney Sea, too. It was my first time. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I loved the world of Disney Sea!! There were so beautiful and the place made my happy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;And, we had special care. We could go back to hotel when ever we want to. It was so convenience.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I would like to go Tokyo Disney Sea again!! And I would like to spend at Hotel Miracosta again!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After my trip to Tokyo, My family went there. But they did not take me there...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was so sad. But they bought to me many souvenir so I am not sad now♪&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(163words)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&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/5958101101069165578-127622843282764082?l=kb-giselle-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kb-giselle-blog.blogspot.com/feeds/127622843282764082/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5958101101069165578&amp;postID=127622843282764082' title='1 件のコメント'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5958101101069165578/posts/default/127622843282764082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5958101101069165578/posts/default/127622843282764082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kb-giselle-blog.blogspot.com/2009/04/how-cool-we-are.html' title='How wonderful there are!'/><author><name>keiko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18327548259022455246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y8M_nEo8G5s/Sedaw3zAXPI/AAAAAAAAASk/8ttvt1nOxhs/s72-c/IMG_2830.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5958101101069165578.post-5789265907144143481</id><published>2009-04-12T12:54:00.002+09:00</published><updated>2009-04-20T19:00:37.578+09:00</updated><title type='text'>I did my job</title><content type='html'>I am a president of flower arrangement club. So I would introduce about my club at stage in the gymnasium for freshman. I did a performance to make them lough. But I could not good performance so I got a depressed heart after that...&lt;br /&gt;By the way, I have many friends who are also president of other clubs! They are so unique and funny but they sometimes lose courage. They looks so tough and firm but they have glass mind. We often comfort each other.&lt;br /&gt;We went camping in this spring vacation. We did a barbecue together! After that, we did games and talked a lot. I like them so much.&lt;br /&gt;I will enjoy my club life with my club friends and with other presidents.&lt;br /&gt;(125words)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5958101101069165578-5789265907144143481?l=kb-giselle-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kb-giselle-blog.blogspot.com/feeds/5789265907144143481/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5958101101069165578&amp;postID=5789265907144143481' title='0 件のコメント'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5958101101069165578/posts/default/5789265907144143481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5958101101069165578/posts/default/5789265907144143481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kb-giselle-blog.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-did-my-job.html' title='I did my job'/><author><name>keiko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18327548259022455246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5958101101069165578.post-5508405030435015507</id><published>2009-04-07T15:19:00.002+09:00</published><updated>2009-04-08T10:00:13.635+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ES'/><title type='text'>Self-introduction</title><content type='html'>Hi. My name is Keiko W. Let me introduce about myself.&lt;br /&gt;I like music very much. I prefer listening to music more than singing music, because I cannot sing very well.When I was in high school, I always listen to Avril Lavigne’s songs.I love her so much! She is so cute! I sometime listen to her songs recently, too.But now, my favorite singer is Miliyah Kato.She is the same age as me. I had been to her concert twice. She writes her songs herself. She is singing about our troubles, friendships and loves.She is feeling many emotions as she is just a girl.I like her so much and I want you to listen to her songs!  I like Amuro Namie, too. She is thirty years old but she looks young and she is so beautiful. Her performance is so great! She can dance very well and her songs are really cool! I went to her concert and I enjoyed the good quality.  My hobby is watching ballet.It is not only stages, but also videos.Have you ever watched ballet? I want to recommend it to you as a healing.When I am watching ballet, my mind is at peace.Especially, I like “LA BAYADERE” performed by Paris Opera Ballet.It is so gorgeous!! When I watch the stage for the first time, I was struck dumb with astonishment.They were dancing so beautiful with great art.I want to tell all people about this delight.　I will tell you about my life in Japan. I go to school every weekday for class. I can get to school in 10 minutes from my house. It is a good point for me.  I am joining a club. The name is “Kadobu.” It means “Flower arrangement club.” I am a leader of this club now. I am enjoying with my special companions. I love all of the members! We could see new friends last week. Twenty freshmen joined our clubs. I was so glad! We are going to enjoy our school life together!  I have a part-time job. I work at a coffee shop in downtown. It takes twenty minutes to go there by bicycle from my house. I have been working there over a year. I will continue working at the coffee shop and I want to carry on this life style.  Do you have a hobby? How is your life in America?Please tell me about yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;(415words)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5958101101069165578-5508405030435015507?l=kb-giselle-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kb-giselle-blog.blogspot.com/feeds/5508405030435015507/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5958101101069165578&amp;postID=5508405030435015507' title='0 件のコメント'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5958101101069165578/posts/default/5508405030435015507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5958101101069165578/posts/default/5508405030435015507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kb-giselle-blog.blogspot.com/2009/04/to-my-host-family.html' title='Self-introduction'/><author><name>keiko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18327548259022455246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5958101101069165578.post-2384934893328585302</id><published>2009-02-02T15:10:00.002+09:00</published><updated>2009-02-03T15:28:23.257+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='BR'/><title type='text'>BR12 The Enormous Turnip</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y8M_nEo8G5s/SYfkBEPemQI/AAAAAAAAASc/jRcurT_EJ4Q/s1600-h/200902031511000-797001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298454193594341634" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y8M_nEo8G5s/SYfkBEPemQI/AAAAAAAAASc/jRcurT_EJ4Q/s200/200902031511000-797001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I read a book for my book review. The story is very famous. A farmer tugged a big turnip. And his wife helped him. And her son, Jack, helped them. And his dog helped them. And a cat helped them. At last, a bird helped them. The bird pecked the cat's tail. The cat bit the dog's tail. The dog pulled Jack's shirt. Jack helped his mother's skirt. She hugged the farmer. The farmer grabbed the turnip and everybody tugged. Finally, the enormous turnip popped out! And they felt happy! But, they had to eat every morning, every lunch and every diner the turnip. So the farmer decided that he will grow carrots.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is funny story and I like this story. Because the picture is cute and the ending is unique.(132words:9507words)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5958101101069165578-2384934893328585302?l=kb-giselle-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kb-giselle-blog.blogspot.com/feeds/2384934893328585302/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5958101101069165578&amp;postID=2384934893328585302' title='0 件のコメント'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5958101101069165578/posts/default/2384934893328585302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5958101101069165578/posts/default/2384934893328585302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kb-giselle-blog.blogspot.com/2009/02/br12-enormous-turnip.html' title='BR12 The Enormous Turnip'/><author><name>keiko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18327548259022455246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y8M_nEo8G5s/SYfkBEPemQI/AAAAAAAAASc/jRcurT_EJ4Q/s72-c/200902031511000-797001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5958101101069165578.post-7715391706128588826</id><published>2009-02-02T11:43:00.001+09:00</published><updated>2009-02-03T15:07:59.326+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='BR'/><title type='text'>BR11 The Goose that laid the Golden Eggs</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y8M_nEo8G5s/SYffLEEWW9I/AAAAAAAAAR8/tTKstrRwBtY/s1600-h/200902031442000-711783.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298448867788217298" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 188px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 256px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y8M_nEo8G5s/SYffLEEWW9I/AAAAAAAAAR8/tTKstrRwBtY/s320/200902031442000-711783.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;This is a story about moral. There are a collection of short stories first told in Ancient Greece around 4000 years ago.In this story, there were a husband and a wife in small cottage. His name was Tom and her name was Elena. They were so poor but they lives with happiness. They did not think that they were not happy. They had everything they needed. They had hens and geese for eggs. They had a garden for vegetables. They had a goat for milk. One morning, Tom found a golden egg. He sold that and he got much money! He bought an expensive dress for Elena. But she wanted him to save the money. But, another morning he found a golden egg, too. And then, they got it a day. They got big house and new clothes. They would be change with their heart. One day, they thought that they could get many golden eggs at once after killing the goose. They did it. But in the goose, there were no golden eggs. And they became poor again. They have never found the golden eggs after that.&lt;br /&gt;I got interested in these short stories. It is so good for children to make moral I think, too. (208words:9375words)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5958101101069165578-7715391706128588826?l=kb-giselle-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kb-giselle-blog.blogspot.com/feeds/7715391706128588826/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5958101101069165578&amp;postID=7715391706128588826' title='0 件のコメント'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5958101101069165578/posts/default/7715391706128588826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5958101101069165578/posts/default/7715391706128588826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kb-giselle-blog.blogspot.com/2009/02/br11-goose-that-laid-golden-eggs.html' title='BR11 The Goose that laid the Golden Eggs'/><author><name>keiko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18327548259022455246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y8M_nEo8G5s/SYffLEEWW9I/AAAAAAAAAR8/tTKstrRwBtY/s72-c/200902031442000-711783.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5958101101069165578.post-7889632185493914814</id><published>2009-02-02T10:43:00.003+09:00</published><updated>2009-02-03T15:09:19.367+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='BR'/><title type='text'>BR10 Frog and Toad TOGETHER</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y8M_nEo8G5s/SYffbLhE2mI/AAAAAAAAASE/45rH2DgW6Ww/s1600-h/200805062342000-721075.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298449144665660002" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 112px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y8M_nEo8G5s/SYffbLhE2mI/AAAAAAAAASE/45rH2DgW6Ww/s200/200805062342000-721075.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I read a story about "dream".In toad's dream, he was a performer on a stage and he was wearing a costume.Frog was sitting on the theater.Toad did many wonderful performances; play the piano, walk on a high wire and dance.Whenever Toad did great performance, he boasted to Frog. Then Frog became smaller and smaller.Finally, Frog faded away.Toad noticed that his unkind behavior made this problem. He searches his soul.He said to Frog please came back, I will be lonely.At the time, Frog called Toad and said that I am here.Toad was delighted to know that these happenings were in his dream.After that, they went for a walk well together.(119 words:9167words)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo" align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5958101101069165578-7889632185493914814?l=kb-giselle-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kb-giselle-blog.blogspot.com/feeds/7889632185493914814/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5958101101069165578&amp;postID=7889632185493914814' title='0 件のコメント'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5958101101069165578/posts/default/7889632185493914814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5958101101069165578/posts/default/7889632185493914814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kb-giselle-blog.blogspot.com/2008/05/book-reviewfrog-and-toad.html' title='BR10 Frog and Toad TOGETHER'/><author><name>keiko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18327548259022455246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y8M_nEo8G5s/SYffbLhE2mI/AAAAAAAAASE/45rH2DgW6Ww/s72-c/200805062342000-721075.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5958101101069165578.post-4542570097705134876</id><published>2009-02-01T02:06:00.002+09:00</published><updated>2009-02-03T02:31:25.750+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Coming of Age Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y8M_nEo8G5s/SYctwgQ8GbI/AAAAAAAAARs/jKhNPSgSVsM/s1600-h/IMG_0510.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298253797942630834" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 226px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 297px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y8M_nEo8G5s/SYctwgQ8GbI/AAAAAAAAARs/jKhNPSgSVsM/s320/IMG_0510.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was sick 12th January. I got influenza the day before The Coming of Age Day. I could not go the ceremony and I could not go alumni association at the night. I had a 9 degree. I was soooo sad!I did my own Coming of Age Day last Sunday with my parents. I went to my grandmother’s house with them and I took picture with her. I went to Kato Shrine with my father and mother and we wished the happiness this year. I was sick the end of the year day and New Year's Day. I had been sick almost days of last a month. So I bought in Kato Shrine a talisman for health.I would like to be happy and healthy in 2009.(128words:9048words)&lt;/div&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/5958101101069165578-4542570097705134876?l=kb-giselle-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kb-giselle-blog.blogspot.com/feeds/4542570097705134876/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5958101101069165578&amp;postID=4542570097705134876' title='0 件のコメント'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5958101101069165578/posts/default/4542570097705134876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5958101101069165578/posts/default/4542570097705134876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kb-giselle-blog.blogspot.com/2009/02/coming-of-age-day.html' title='Coming of Age Day'/><author><name>keiko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18327548259022455246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y8M_nEo8G5s/SYctwgQ8GbI/AAAAAAAAARs/jKhNPSgSVsM/s72-c/IMG_0510.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5958101101069165578.post-6172929864854630004</id><published>2009-01-31T23:47:00.002+09:00</published><updated>2009-02-03T01:35:42.259+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='MN'/><title type='text'>In Minnesota4</title><content type='html'>Hi! Today, I am going to talk about my friend in Minnesota. I have been friend with Ai before I had been to America. But I got a lot of friends in my trip to Minnesota. I will introduce my friends&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y8M_nEo8G5s/SYcfSh8_ozI/AAAAAAAAAOE/7kY4-qp4ML8/s1600-h/%E3%83%87%E3%82%B8%E3%82%AB%E3%83%A1%EF%BC%94+171.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298237889836983090" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y8M_nEo8G5s/SYcfSh8_ozI/AAAAAAAAAOE/7kY4-qp4ML8/s200/%E3%83%87%E3%82%B8%E3%82%AB%E3%83%A1%EF%BC%94+171.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;!Keishi was our leader. He was little selfish and he was little strange. But he was good leader I think. He made us laugh and he was always thinking about us...maybe. Yuhei was so kind man. He was very gentle and he was good son for his host mother. He had only one host family and his host mother love him. She felt that Yuhei was her real son I think. I like his host mother. She has kind heart. She was always kind for not only Yuhei but also us. Maybe all of us like his host mother. &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y8M_nEo8G5s/SYcfgNNCKeI/AAAAAAAAAOM/reejR1D3doc/s1600-h/%E3%83%87%E3%82%B8%E3%82%AB%E3%83%A1%EF%BC%94+193.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298238124785281506" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y8M_nEo8G5s/SYcfgNNCKeI/AAAAAAAAAOM/reejR1D3doc/s200/%E3%83%87%E3%82%B8%E3%82%AB%E3%83%A1%EF%BC%94+193.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And I like Yuhei so much. I know him when I was junior high school student. We were same junior high school. But we were in different class. So we had never talked there. And, we were in same high school, too. We were in Kumamoto Gakuen University Fuzoku High School. And in this school, we were not in same class, too. But I knew hi&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y8M_nEo8G5s/SYcfqj3ZkdI/AAAAAAAAAOU/ibFrP0dz-Qg/s1600-h/%E3%83%87%E3%82%B8%E3%82%AB%E3%83%A1%EF%BC%94+198.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298238302667248082" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y8M_nEo8G5s/SYcfqj3ZkdI/AAAAAAAAAOU/ibFrP0dz-Qg/s200/%E3%83%87%E3%82%B8%E3%82%AB%E3%83%A1%EF%BC%94+198.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;m because he got tall in high school. When he was junior high school student, he was so small. However, he would be tall good boy speedy. It was amazing for me. Ayako is so funny girl. I think she is strange still now. But when she was in Minnesota, she did bad or funny things almost everyday. She was mood maker for us. We love her and we like to talk with her. She always says mysterious things. And her host mother was sooooo kind!! Her name is Veronica. &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y8M_nEo8G5s/SYcf4QsB0rI/AAAAAAAAAOc/u1_WiyscRRY/s1600-h/%E3%83%87%E3%82%B8%E3%82%AB%E3%83%A1%EF%BC%94+285.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298238538037449394" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y8M_nEo8G5s/SYcf4QsB0rI/AAAAAAAAAOc/u1_WiyscRRY/s200/%E3%83%87%E3%82%B8%E3%82%AB%E3%83%A1%EF%BC%94+285.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We were surprised at her kindness to Ayako. She was so lucky girl! Ayako said that she did not have her comfortable place in Japan so she did not would like to go back to Japan. She often talked to Veronica that she will back to Minnesota in this winter. But of course she did not. Yuki is my new friends in this program. I did not know her when we alive at the U.S. I got a&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y8M_nEo8G5s/SYcgHMVoIAI/AAAAAAAAAOk/ACx2eluCFHs/s1600-h/%E3%83%87%E3%82%B8%E3%82%AB%E3%83%A1%EF%BC%94+291.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298238794567786498" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y8M_nEo8G5s/SYcgHMVoIAI/AAAAAAAAAOk/ACx2eluCFHs/s200/%E3%83%87%E3%82%B8%E3%82%AB%E3%83%A1%EF%BC%94+291.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; sick first day and she talked to me “Are you all right, Keiko?" I was grad to hear that words and we would be friend soon. She looks so clever but she is little unique. She had one host family, too. Her host mother was a teacher in private school. She was so serious and she spoke English very very fast. I was amazing. Yuki often said" I could not understand her English but I may be able to make sense what she tells." Her host mother is vegetarian so she always ate vegetable. Ai is my special friend. I like her so much. She has good skill of communicatio&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y8M_nEo8G5s/SYcgXf0J0II/AAAAAAAAAOs/aezhrpyqAWw/s1600-h/%E3%83%87%E3%82%B8%E3%82%AB%E3%83%A1%EF%BC%94+301.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298239074674004098" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y8M_nEo8G5s/SYcgXf0J0II/AAAAAAAAAOs/aezhrpyqAWw/s200/%E3%83%87%E3%82%B8%E3%82%AB%E3%83%A1%EF%BC%94+301.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;n. She is able to talk with everyone. She has positive thinking and negative thinking. She always understands her own idea. She has imagination. But she did misunderstand often. It was funny. My host mother like her because she speak to them friendly. We went to school together every morning. The reason why Ai and I went to school together was we were in same town. We went to the church by Alaina or Suzan's car and we rode on the ban. It was alike LOVEWAG&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y8M_nEo8G5s/SYcgsfoNmBI/AAAAAAAAAO0/TR9EthA5SWo/s1600-h/%E3%83%87%E3%82%B8%E3%82%AB%E3%83%A1%EF%BC%94+309.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298239435401173010" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y8M_nEo8G5s/SYcgsfoNmBI/AAAAAAAAAO0/TR9EthA5SWo/s200/%E3%83%87%E3%82%B8%E3%82%AB%E3%83%A1%EF%BC%94+309.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ON in Ainori. We got　on the ban with student from Rikkyo last few weeks. It would be good memory for us. Keishi, Yuhei, Ayako, Yuki, Ai, and I were always together in Minnesota. We made special memories and we could made good friend ship. I would like to go to Minnesota with them some day!!(623words:8920words)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5958101101069165578-6172929864854630004?l=kb-giselle-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kb-giselle-blog.blogspot.com/feeds/6172929864854630004/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5958101101069165578&amp;postID=6172929864854630004' title='0 件のコメント'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5958101101069165578/posts/default/6172929864854630004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5958101101069165578/posts/default/6172929864854630004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kb-giselle-blog.blogspot.com/2009/01/in-minnesota4.html' title='In Minnesota4'/><author><name>keiko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18327548259022455246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y8M_nEo8G5s/SYcfSh8_ozI/AAAAAAAAAOE/7kY4-qp4ML8/s72-c/%E3%83%87%E3%82%B8%E3%82%AB%E3%83%A1%EF%BC%94+171.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5958101101069165578.post-2105377689561319860</id><published>2009-01-31T22:39:00.007+09:00</published><updated>2009-02-03T02:06:01.485+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='MN'/><title type='text'>In Minnnesota 3</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y8M_nEo8G5s/SYcl87OwN8I/AAAAAAAAARU/u0hGcwtqQbI/s1600-h/%E3%83%87%E3%82%B8%E3%82%AB%E3%83%A1%EF%BC%94+022.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298245215246628802" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 187px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 136px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y8M_nEo8G5s/SYcl87OwN8I/AAAAAAAAARU/u0hGcwtqQbI/s200/%E3%83%87%E3%82%B8%E3%82%AB%E3%83%A1%EF%BC%94+022.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hi! Today, I am going to talk about my funny memories in Minnesota. I did make concrete with my host family and their family. Most of them were man but I and my host mother Alaina and her sister Emily joined their hard work. And ano&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y8M_nEo8G5s/SYcl1TQIRsI/AAAAAAAAARM/0n4OtgK3WyU/s1600-h/%E3%83%87%E3%82%B8%E3%82%AB%E3%83%A1%EF%BC%94+165.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298245084255897282" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 184px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 138px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y8M_nEo8G5s/SYcl1TQIRsI/AAAAAAAAARM/0n4OtgK3WyU/s200/%E3%83%87%E3%82%B8%E3%82%AB%E3%83%A1%EF%BC%94+165.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ther day, I rode a jet ski!! Of course it was my first time for me. It was so fun! First, I rode on a swimming ring it was connected with Jet Ski. I was little scared but I felt fun!! I was so exited!! Next, I rode on the seat of Jet Ski with Alaina. She drove and I rode behind her. She did strange driving. She was&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y8M_nEo8G5s/SYckKiSQdOI/AAAAAAAAAQM/B-WGiL684Bs/s1600-h/%E3%83%87%E3%82%B8%E3%82%AB%E3%83%A1%EF%BC%94+212.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298243250045351138" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 185px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 134px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y8M_nEo8G5s/SYckKiSQdOI/AAAAAAAAAQM/B-WGiL684Bs/s200/%E3%83%87%E3%82%B8%E3%82%AB%E3%83%A1%EF%BC%94+212.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; challenger so she did dangerous driving. First day, I did not drive by myself because I could not make decision. Next day, I tried driving!! Sooooo fearful it was! However, it was too fun!! I could go where I would like to go. And I did some jump and I turned many times. I thought that many families in &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y8M_nEo8G5s/SYckVmvfuMI/AAAAAAAAAQU/lEt1ug__mq4/s1600-h/%E3%83%87%E3%82%B8%E3%82%AB%E3%83%A1%EF%BC%94+232.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298243440220289218" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 187px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 136px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y8M_nEo8G5s/SYckVmvfuMI/AAAAAAAAAQU/lEt1ug__mq4/s200/%E3%83%87%E3%82%B8%E3%82%AB%E3%83%A1%EF%BC%94+232.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Minnesota have Jet Ski or like that. It was so good for their children to become familiar to water; see and lakes and so on. Have you ever did jet ski? I want you to ride some day!Next, I did shoot real guns!! I was afraid of guns. My host mother's dad has a lot of guns in his secret room. On 17the August, Alaina and Derek and Emily took me to their gun shooting place because It was my last &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y8M_nEo8G5s/SYckdFKb7OI/AAAAAAAAAQc/t7j2GAanHus/s1600-h/%E3%83%87%E3%82%B8%E3%82%AB%E3%83%A1%EF%BC%94+238.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298243568645434594" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 185px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 138px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y8M_nEo8G5s/SYckdFKb7OI/AAAAAAAAAQc/t7j2GAanHus/s200/%E3%83%87%E3%82%B8%E3%82%AB%E3%83%A1%EF%BC%94+238.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;weekend in Minnesota in this program. They thought that I should to go through American original experience. We went to there by one car. It took about two hours to reach there. We went to nice hamburger restaurant on that way. We ate a lot and all of us drunk a smoothie chocolate drinks. I forgot the name of the drink but it was so popular on the U.S. I&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y8M_nEo8G5s/SYckpbHF2TI/AAAAAAAAAQk/EVZCV_BZlbY/s1600-h/%E3%83%87%E3%82%B8%E3%82%AB%E3%83%A1%EF%BC%94+245.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298243780695415090" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 191px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 137px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y8M_nEo8G5s/SYckpbHF2TI/AAAAAAAAAQk/EVZCV_BZlbY/s200/%E3%83%87%E3%82%B8%E3%82%AB%E3%83%A1%EF%BC%94+245.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; think.I did shooting by myself. It was so fearful and the sound was too big! So we put on each ears ear caver to protect ears. We drew some paintings on the board. These were the target. The first time I shoot, I was jump back because of a impact of the gun. I was surprised the power of gun’s impact. I could got&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y8M_nEo8G5s/SYck0u9FVYI/AAAAAAAAAQs/RzxdzoiERMY/s1600-h/%E3%83%87%E3%82%B8%E3%82%AB%E3%83%A1%EF%BC%94+246.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298243975000708482" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 212px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 160px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y8M_nEo8G5s/SYck0u9FVYI/AAAAAAAAAQs/RzxdzoiERMY/s200/%E3%83%87%E3%82%B8%E3%82%AB%E3%83%A1%EF%BC%94+246.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; fake roon ;&gt; And I thought that they were so cool when they were aiming their target. After shooting, we went to the lake and play their. Then we went to the little forest and we climbed a tower. We looked down the city. When the wind taught my face on the tower, I remembered the nature and people and everything of Minnesota. It was good place for me. I would like to go there a&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y8M_nEo8G5s/SYclAEBgLDI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/fpyOWcUyEmo/s1600-h/%E3%83%87%E3%82%B8%E3%82%AB%E3%83%A1%EF%BC%94+258.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;gain.(466words:8297words)&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y8M_nEo8G5s/SYclXFF2rpI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/nNvMCjgYdGg/s1600-h/%E3%83%87%E3%82%B8%E3%82%AB%E3%83%A1%EF%BC%94+320.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5958101101069165578-2105377689561319860?l=kb-giselle-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kb-giselle-blog.blogspot.com/feeds/2105377689561319860/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5958101101069165578&amp;postID=2105377689561319860' title='0 件のコメント'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5958101101069165578/posts/default/2105377689561319860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5958101101069165578/posts/default/2105377689561319860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kb-giselle-blog.blogspot.com/2009/01/in-minnnesota-3.html' title='In Minnnesota 3'/><author><name>keiko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18327548259022455246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y8M_nEo8G5s/SYcl87OwN8I/AAAAAAAAARU/u0hGcwtqQbI/s72-c/%E3%83%87%E3%82%B8%E3%82%AB%E3%83%A1%EF%BC%94+022.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5958101101069165578.post-7544903994840173590</id><published>2009-01-29T08:34:00.002+09:00</published><updated>2009-01-31T14:05:41.359+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ES'/><title type='text'>ES6 Mission Impossible</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y8M_nEo8G5s/SYPO6NnrWJI/AAAAAAAAAMU/Y0CQRLGtLKg/s1600-h/4_3148.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297305086201649298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 181px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 177px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y8M_nEo8G5s/SYPO6NnrWJI/AAAAAAAAAMU/Y0CQRLGtLKg/s200/4_3148.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I will introduce the movie　”Mission Impossible.”&lt;br /&gt;Ethan Hunt is a main character in this movie. He is a member of IMF in United States of America. He was left a big task. The&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y8M_nEo8G5s/SYPO6NnrWJI/AAAAAAAAAMU/Y0CQRLGtLKg/s1600-h/4_3148.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;y have to catch a list of CIA staff’s when Golitsyn were stealing. But He lost his 5 companions by this task. He could survive alone. After that, he was told that the list was fake and he is doubted as traitor. He met Claire who should have killed. He doubts her first but he begun to join hand with her and he decided that he will get a list of CIA. Hunt thought his boss, Kittridge are doubtful person. And he met a Jim who should shot. He said he does not want Claire to know that he is alive. And he said that Kittridge is the real traitor.&lt;br /&gt;He gave to Max the list and Max told where are the money. However, he had an idea to interrupt send the list. Max could not send because of the blanketing.&lt;br /&gt;Claire went to the room where are the money, there were Lim. But Claire was not surprised. “We should not kill Hunt. Let’s arrest him.” Jim was the real traitor and Claire was his companion. But, the Jim was a fake and he is a Hunt. Hunt had thought that Jim and Claire were traitors so he caught their voice at his glasses’ video and Kittridge could hear that that the real traitor was.&lt;br /&gt;Jim run away with his companion, Kriger. But finally, Hunt could throw them down!&lt;br /&gt;Hunt got a chance to enter the CIA but he did refuse and he went back to his hom&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y8M_nEo8G5s/SYPPPVfmkyI/AAAAAAAAAMk/l79wWP8dUds/s1600-h/50427_100x100_002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297305449092518690" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 120px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 94px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y8M_nEo8G5s/SYPPPVfmkyI/AAAAAAAAAMk/l79wWP8dUds/s320/50427_100x100_002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;e. &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y8M_nEo8G5s/SYPPAwHF4jI/AAAAAAAAAMc/N-1TuaAmi8Q/s1600-h/50427_100x100_002.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is my first time to watch this movie. Of course I know the music!! It is so famous. And I knew from this movie that Tom Cruise is very cool!! I want to watch the Mission Impossible ll and the Mission Impossible lll. Thank you for reading.(329words:7831words)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5958101101069165578-7544903994840173590?l=kb-giselle-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kb-giselle-blog.blogspot.com/feeds/7544903994840173590/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5958101101069165578&amp;postID=7544903994840173590' title='0 件のコメント'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5958101101069165578/posts/default/7544903994840173590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5958101101069165578/posts/default/7544903994840173590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kb-giselle-blog.blogspot.com/2009/01/es6-mission-impossible.html' title='ES6 Mission Impossible'/><author><name>keiko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18327548259022455246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y8M_nEo8G5s/SYPO6NnrWJI/AAAAAAAAAMU/Y0CQRLGtLKg/s72-c/4_3148.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5958101101069165578.post-1509501186290188266</id><published>2009-01-26T23:06:00.002+09:00</published><updated>2009-01-31T14:04:37.382+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ES'/><title type='text'>ES5 MASK</title><content type='html'>Hi. Today, I will talk about the movie “Mask.” Do you know this movie? I think of course you have already watched it.&lt;br /&gt;This movie’s leading character is Jim Carrey and Cameron Diaz. When they acting this movie, both of them were not so famous. Actually, this movie made two big Hollywood Star!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The leading character’s name is Stanley. He was working at bank and he was so shy and earnest man. He met a beautiful girl in his bank. Her name is Tina. Right after he met her&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y8M_nEo8G5s/SX8HJBg3UyI/AAAAAAAAALU/5K9bXrfkSK4/s1600-h/mask.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295959538417488674" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 188px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 147px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y8M_nEo8G5s/SX8HJBg3UyI/AAAAAAAAALU/5K9bXrfkSK4/s320/mask.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, he fell in love with her.&lt;br /&gt;One day, he discovered a strange mask on the way to back to home. It looks just wood mask but he had mask on his mind a little.&lt;br /&gt;He put the mask on his face without worrying. But it stuck strongly soon. He was so surprised. He got big change not only his looks but also his inner side. He changed everything in reverse. He went out home with fast turn!!&lt;br /&gt;The next morning, a policeman came to his house. He was no idea. But a policeman told that he did last night. He was so surprised at that fact. He had thought that it was a just dream. He was scared and he did throw away it out of the window which is on his room. But soon the mask returned to his hand. When he was mask man, he could talk with Tina and Tina like his strength. But when he was just a Stanley, he could not approached to her well. After that, he faced some trouble but he could got over them. Finally, he could help Tina and throw Dorian down!&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for reading this movie review. See you next time.(291words:7502words)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5958101101069165578-1509501186290188266?l=kb-giselle-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kb-giselle-blog.blogspot.com/feeds/1509501186290188266/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5958101101069165578&amp;postID=1509501186290188266' title='0 件のコメント'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5958101101069165578/posts/default/1509501186290188266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5958101101069165578/posts/default/1509501186290188266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kb-giselle-blog.blogspot.com/2009/01/es5-mask.html' title='ES5 MASK'/><author><name>keiko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18327548259022455246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y8M_nEo8G5s/SX8HJBg3UyI/AAAAAAAAALU/5K9bXrfkSK4/s72-c/mask.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5958101101069165578.post-1003801509750601233</id><published>2009-01-26T21:13:00.001+09:00</published><updated>2009-01-31T14:04:10.221+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ES'/><title type='text'>ES4 Toy Story</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Hi. I will talk about the movie, “Toy Story.”&lt;br /&gt;It is so famous and popular in all over the world. &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y8M_nEo8G5s/SX7mWlkgzoI/AAAAAAAAAK8/t39REzXhjJg/s1600-h/toy_story_ver1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295923487551049346" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 131px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 187px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y8M_nEo8G5s/SX7mWlkgzoI/AAAAAAAAAK8/t39REzXhjJg/s200/toy_story_ver1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course I have watched this movie before. I love this movie and I love “Toy Story2 , too. This movie gave children a lot of power and fun. I have younger sister so we often talk about this movie. “Yumeno Kanata he Saa Ikuzo!” This is a famous speech by Buzz Light-year.&lt;br /&gt;This is fantastic Disney story. In this world, there are a lot of toys who are alive! It is fun for us sooo much!&lt;br /&gt;Woody, the leading character, is a toy of cowboy. He is favorite toy of Andy. And Andy’s toys are able to talk, move, think, run, and play. They are good friend. I will introduce about some of them. Mr. Potato Head, Rex, Hum, Slinky, Green Army Men and Little Green Men. They are also famous toys. Andy like every toys and he especially like Woody. One day, Woody were fluttering well. The reason why he was nervous is the day was Andy’s Birthday. He was worried about new toy&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y8M_nEo8G5s/SX7mfzdNiMI/AAAAAAAAALE/J3FhGLycElE/s1600-h/toy.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295923645897345218" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 169px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y8M_nEo8G5s/SX7mfzdNiMI/AAAAAAAAALE/J3FhGLycElE/s200/toy.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; from Birthday present. “Andy might be absorbed in new good toy and I must be forgot by him…” Woody thought.&lt;br /&gt;And sadly, Andy got popular super hero “Buzz Light-year” and he were absorbed in his new special toy. Then, Woody and Buzz Light-year had a quarrel. Woody wanted Buzz to go out Andy’s house. But someday, they shouted out from Andy’s house’s window. It was bad accident and they were carried off to Sid’s room.&lt;br /&gt;When they were in Sid’s room, Andy preparing to move in new house. So they had no time to argument. They cooperate each other and Sid’s pitiful toys joined. At last, they lay Sid low! Woody and Buzz Light-year cooperated to back to Andy and they cloud return to him finally!(312words:7211words)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5958101101069165578-1003801509750601233?l=kb-giselle-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kb-giselle-blog.blogspot.com/feeds/1003801509750601233/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5958101101069165578&amp;postID=1003801509750601233' title='0 件のコメント'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5958101101069165578/posts/default/1003801509750601233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5958101101069165578/posts/default/1003801509750601233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kb-giselle-blog.blogspot.com/2009/01/es4-toy-story.html' title='ES4 Toy Story'/><author><name>keiko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18327548259022455246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y8M_nEo8G5s/SX7mWlkgzoI/AAAAAAAAAK8/t39REzXhjJg/s72-c/toy_story_ver1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5958101101069165578.post-2035024041283676005</id><published>2009-01-25T22:01:00.002+09:00</published><updated>2009-01-31T14:03:34.144+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='BR'/><title type='text'>BR9 Sleeping Beauty</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eMHbVFwFxqA/SOtSGEWZz5I/AAAAAAAAAMk/pZQH4wJjSHU/s1600-h/sleepng.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Once upon a time, a king and queen lived in a magical castle. They didn't have a baby. They want a baby.One day, a bright green frog jumped on queen's lap. And then, the frog told her that she were going to have a baby this year. And what he said was true. She got a lovely baby girl. The baby was named "Rose".The king hold a feast. Many prince and princess in the land were invited and he asked seven fairies to become Rose's fairy godmothers. The seven fairies said "We have so&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y8M_nEo8G5s/SX5PK4kXwCI/AAAAAAAAAKU/7X5uTrue7EM/s1600-h/sleepng.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295757260236505122" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 135px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y8M_nEo8G5s/SX5PK4kXwCI/AAAAAAAAAKU/7X5uTrue7EM/s200/sleepng.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;me wishes for Princess Rose". So, first fairy wished that Rose will be the most beautiful girl in the kingdom. The second wished that Rose will be clever enough to beat the king at chess. The third fairy wished that Rose will have grace in all she does. The fourth fairy wished that Rose will have grace in all she does. The fourth fairy wished that she will dance to perfection. The fifth fairy wished that she will play every instrument like an angel, and sixth fairy wished that she'll sing like a nightingale. However, icy air swept through the Great Hall before the seventh fairy wished. Nightshade who is the mean fairy appeared. Nightshade angry with king and Queen because they didn't invite her to the feast. So, Nightshade wished that Rose will pluck her finger on a spinning wheel and die on her sixteenth birthday. And then, Nightshade disappeared. The king and the queen were grieve. However they had a little hope because the seventh fairy didn't wish for Rose yet. So, she wished that Rose would prick her finger, but you wouldn't die and she and everyone in this castle would fell into a deep sleep and only a kiss from her true love will break the spell. And then, the years passed and Rose grew like a girl that the fairies had withed. A dance party was held for her because her 16th birthday drew near. And she found a woman spinning a silky thread. A old woman took her hand and Rose fell to the floor.Everyone in the castle fell a sleep according to the seventh fairy's wish. So, Rose was known as Sleeping Beauty. One day a prince came to the castle and found her. He thought what beautiful girl she was. He kissed her lips, and Rose open her eyes. She fell in love with him.(417 words:6899words)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5958101101069165578-2035024041283676005?l=kb-giselle-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kb-giselle-blog.blogspot.com/feeds/2035024041283676005/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5958101101069165578&amp;postID=2035024041283676005' title='0 件のコメント'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5958101101069165578/posts/default/2035024041283676005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5958101101069165578/posts/default/2035024041283676005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kb-giselle-blog.blogspot.com/2009/01/br9-sleeping-beauty.html' title='BR9 Sleeping Beauty'/><author><name>keiko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18327548259022455246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y8M_nEo8G5s/SX5PK4kXwCI/AAAAAAAAAKU/7X5uTrue7EM/s72-c/sleepng.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5958101101069165578.post-5499176144456396297</id><published>2009-01-24T20:22:00.003+09:00</published><updated>2009-01-31T14:02:46.540+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='MN'/><title type='text'>In Minnesota2</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y8M_nEo8G5s/SYJaEBvEpnI/AAAAAAAAAMM/EgAqgLVnCEA/s1600-h/%E3%83%87%E3%82%B8%E3%82%AB%E3%83%A1%EF%BC%94+299.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296895136972973682" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y8M_nEo8G5s/SYJaEBvEpnI/AAAAAAAAAMM/EgAqgLVnCEA/s200/%E3%83%87%E3%82%B8%E3%82%AB%E3%83%A1%EF%BC%94+299.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I am going to talk about my memories in Minnesota. First, I will introduce my host family. There were two people in my host family. My host father, Derek, and host mother Alaina. They are so unique and they like funny things so much. They are young couple. Derek is 28 years old and Alaina is 29 years old. They are so kind and I felt that they were seemed as if my brothers. They do not have child so they were planning to adopt. I hard that many family do adoptions in the U.S. It was interesting for me. My frien&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y8M_nEo8G5s/SYJZ3fVXyYI/AAAAAAAAAME/nZ-MuoqdIzA/s1600-h/%E3%83%87%E3%82%B8%E3%82%AB%E3%83%A1%EF%BC%94+138.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296894921579940226" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 189px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 145px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y8M_nEo8G5s/SYJZ3fVXyYI/AAAAAAAAAME/nZ-MuoqdIzA/s200/%E3%83%87%E3%82%B8%E3%82%AB%E3%83%A1%EF%BC%94+138.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;d Ai and I asked about adoptions to my host mother. She works answering phones in the office. But she has a license of Social Studies teacher. She is looking for a job where in high school. She likes to know about society and she has a lot of knowledge about politics, cultures, and history of many countries. She told us about adoptions. I was asked about relations between China and Japan. I talked to her my opinion but I do not know what is right. She was interested in it and her eyes were so seriously. I remember her eyes still now. Derek is so kind! He is gentleman. He always smiling and he had me in his mind. Alaina has two brothers and a&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y8M_nEo8G5s/SYJZMdKqEFI/AAAAAAAAAL0/XrE1H2A6TzQ/s1600-h/%E3%83%87%E3%82%B8%E3%82%AB%E3%83%A1%EF%BC%94+036.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296894182263754834" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 175px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 128px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y8M_nEo8G5s/SYJZMdKqEFI/AAAAAAAAAL0/XrE1H2A6TzQ/s200/%E3%83%87%E3%82%B8%E3%82%AB%E3%83%A1%EF%BC%94+036.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; sister. Older brother’s name is Evin. He is so funny and his talk was always amusing to me. He let me to drive in the parking of super market. I do not have driving license so it is my secret only here. He always makes us laugh. And, he is so handsome boy and playboy. I think he have made many girls cry. Joe is Alaina’s younger brother. He is 22 years old so I can talk to him naturally. Younger sister’s name is&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y8M_nEo8G5s/SYJZDl9aqTI/AAAAAAAAALs/Xf173lS_UnM/s1600-h/%E3%83%87%E3%82%B8%E3%82%AB%E3%83%A1%EF%BC%94+039.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296894030005315890" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 184px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 135px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y8M_nEo8G5s/SYJZDl9aqTI/AAAAAAAAALs/Xf173lS_UnM/s200/%E3%83%87%E3%82%B8%E3%82%AB%E3%83%A1%EF%BC%94+039.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Emily! I love her so much! She is kind sooooo much. I liked to go walk with her around her house. She came to my house when my host family is not at house. She did prepare my diner when I was sick. I realty appreciated to her.&lt;br /&gt;One big memory was making concrete in my host family’s garage. There were a lot of man who have muscle enough. I joined there and I tried making. They are kind for me and I could enjoy making. It is my good memory in Minnesota.&lt;br /&gt;See you next!(407word:6482words)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5958101101069165578-5499176144456396297?l=kb-giselle-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kb-giselle-blog.blogspot.com/feeds/5499176144456396297/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5958101101069165578&amp;postID=5499176144456396297' title='0 件のコメント'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5958101101069165578/posts/default/5499176144456396297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5958101101069165578/posts/default/5499176144456396297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kb-giselle-blog.blogspot.com/2009/01/in-minnesota.html' title='In Minnesota2'/><author><name>keiko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18327548259022455246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y8M_nEo8G5s/SYJaEBvEpnI/AAAAAAAAAMM/EgAqgLVnCEA/s72-c/%E3%83%87%E3%82%B8%E3%82%AB%E3%83%A1%EF%BC%94+299.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5958101101069165578.post-2923804669151993191</id><published>2009-01-21T07:49:00.003+09:00</published><updated>2009-01-31T14:02:14.824+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='BR'/><title type='text'>BR8 Flood!</title><content type='html'>I have not experienced big flood, so I don’t know how hard it is. I wanted to know that, so I selected this book.&lt;br /&gt;There are five people and one dog in the family. It had been raining and raining for days. At first, there is little paddle outside but a storm came in the middle of the night and the rain beat their house, so they couldn’t sleep. The next day, outside was like a big lake and couldn’t see ground. The school was closed and people were taking some sandbags to their front of the house to keep away getting flooded into the house. Father and mother took a chair and plants upstairs, so children helped them.&lt;br /&gt;The night, flood water came in the downstairs!! Oh no!! The hall was full of &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y8M_nEo8G5s/SX5PphILKqI/AAAAAAAAAKc/VqHe3aNmHas/s1600-h/Flood!.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295757786520169122" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 176px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 184px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y8M_nEo8G5s/SX5PphILKqI/AAAAAAAAAKc/VqHe3aNmHas/s200/Flood!.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;water. I thought it’s terrible. Next day, fire officers came to the flooded street and they took a dinghy and helped the family. They went to a hall in the town and there were many people. They ate and drank something hot. I think spending people makes me heave a sigh of relief. After they backed home, the downstairs were all mud but the mother said warm words, “What’s more important than all this mud? We are”.&lt;br /&gt;I like this word because I think what is most important thing is human’s life. We have to protect our body and safe first. I understood that flood is so hard for human beings but it is natural disaster, so it cannot help avoiding. I thought it is important to thinking and preparing some countermeasures against the disasters.&lt;br /&gt;(275 words:6075words)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5958101101069165578-2923804669151993191?l=kb-giselle-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kb-giselle-blog.blogspot.com/feeds/2923804669151993191/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5958101101069165578&amp;postID=2923804669151993191' title='0 件のコメント'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5958101101069165578/posts/default/2923804669151993191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5958101101069165578/posts/default/2923804669151993191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kb-giselle-blog.blogspot.com/2009/01/i-have-not-experienced-big-flood-so-i.html' title='BR8 Flood!'/><author><name>keiko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18327548259022455246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y8M_nEo8G5s/SX5PphILKqI/AAAAAAAAAKc/VqHe3aNmHas/s72-c/Flood!.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5958101101069165578.post-8756136167897945879</id><published>2009-01-20T18:09:00.016+09:00</published><updated>2009-02-05T16:15:22.013+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ES'/><title type='text'>ES3 Romeo and Juliet</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y8M_nEo8G5s/SX7PhNvy-QI/AAAAAAAAAKs/weZW9VvsxPg/s1600-h/ã‚ã¿ã˜ã‚…ã‚Š.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295898381367048450" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 146px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 146px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y8M_nEo8G5s/SX7PhNvy-QI/AAAAAAAAAKs/weZW9VvsxPg/s200/%E3%82%8D%E3%81%BF%E3%81%98%E3%82%85%E3%82%8A.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hi. Today, I will introduce about the movie that’ name is “Romeo and Juliet.”&lt;br /&gt;It is very famous story. The author of this story is Shakespeare. I think most of people have watched this movie or read this book. It is ,masterpiece of tragic story.&lt;br /&gt;I will show you the plot of “Romeo and Juliet.”&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y8M_nEo8G5s/SX7nHDgnJEI/AAAAAAAAALM/gCa_um0q7Rk/s1600-h/r.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295924320221471810" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 104px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y8M_nEo8G5s/SX7nHDgnJEI/AAAAAAAAALM/gCa_um0q7Rk/s200/r.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In 14th century, There are two strong family in Italy. One family’s name is Montague. Another is Capulet. They had been fighting for a long time. In each family, there are young boy and girl. They met a night. They are fell in love each other soon!! They married secretly. But right after marriage, Romeo loose his especial friend by Capulet’s man. He was so angry and then he did kill Tivolt. He was banished because of his crime.&lt;br /&gt;Juliet was decoded that she had to marry with another man by Capilet. She never do not want to marry. She and monk planed a operation for Romeo and Juliet. This plan need the drug to be in suspended animation. And after that, Juliet will be with Romeo. &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y8M_nEo8G5s/SX7PoK7TLpI/AAAAAAAAAK0/QDHHCVHi5zg/s1600-h/ãƒ&amp;shy;ãƒŸã‚¸ãƒ¥ãƒª.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;But, This operation did not spread for Romeo. So he did not know that Juliet was in suspended animation and he thought she was dying. So he decided to fallow her. He commit suicide by taking poison. Right after he got poison, she woke up from being suspended operation. They looked each other last few second… And he dead. Then she fallowed him by her self with his sword…&lt;br /&gt;It was too sad story. I cry every time I watch this movie. And as you know, this story has very known speech.&lt;br /&gt;“Oh Romeo, Romeo! Wherefore are thou Romeo?”(281words:5800words)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" src="http://www.odeo.com/flash/audio_player_standard_gray.swf" width="300" height="52" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" quality="high" allowscriptaccess="always" wmode="transparent" flashvars="valid_sample_rate=true&amp;amp;external_url=http://www2.kumagaku.ac.jp/teacher/wink/Tomei2term08/7171mr3.mp3"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5958101101069165578-8756136167897945879?l=kb-giselle-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kb-giselle-blog.blogspot.com/feeds/8756136167897945879/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5958101101069165578&amp;postID=8756136167897945879' title='0 件のコメント'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5958101101069165578/posts/default/8756136167897945879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5958101101069165578/posts/default/8756136167897945879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kb-giselle-blog.blogspot.com/2009/01/es3-romeo-and-juliet.html' title='ES3 Romeo and Juliet'/><author><name>keiko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18327548259022455246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y8M_nEo8G5s/SX7PhNvy-QI/AAAAAAAAAKs/weZW9VvsxPg/s72-c/%E3%82%8D%E3%81%BF%E3%81%98%E3%82%85%E3%82%8A.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5958101101069165578.post-3966284570843297062</id><published>2009-01-14T22:39:00.002+09:00</published><updated>2009-01-31T14:00:59.436+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ES'/><title type='text'>ES2 School of Rock</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y8M_nEo8G5s/SX6lM8me9BI/AAAAAAAAAKk/2NbTEkegsNo/s1600-h/ï½“ã¡ã‚‡ãŠï½Œ.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295851853678834706" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 142px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y8M_nEo8G5s/SX6lM8me9BI/AAAAAAAAAKk/2NbTEkegsNo/s200/%EF%BD%93%E3%81%A1%E3%82%87%E3%81%8A%EF%BD%8C.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello. This time, I will introduce one movie that name is “School of Rock.” It is so late to write about this movie. Sorry for lateness.In this movie, many kids look so happy and they enjoy so much, I think. There are a lot of kids in this movie but it is not for just young. It is OK to watch this movie even if you are adult. I think you will happy with this movie.The lead in this movie is Dewey Finn. He loves ROCK so much!! But he had to go out his band group. He decided to pretend Ned and go to school as a teacher. He was not interested in students but he noticed that they have good sense of music in music class. So he made band group for students...He came out his secret than he was expelled from school. But finally, he could back to students and they could enter the band battle! They were no able to win but many audiences were impressed by their music.I have loved this movie since before. My favorite words is “Rock is but a passion. If you want to Rock, you have got to break the rules. You have got to get mad at the man.” And I like the actor, Jack Black through this movie. I like music so I think this movies best point is including a lot of music! There music made us happy. I think we must be in high spirit after watching this movie.(255words:5519words)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5958101101069165578-3966284570843297062?l=kb-giselle-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kb-giselle-blog.blogspot.com/feeds/3966284570843297062/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5958101101069165578&amp;postID=3966284570843297062' title='0 件のコメント'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5958101101069165578/posts/default/3966284570843297062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5958101101069165578/posts/default/3966284570843297062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kb-giselle-blog.blogspot.com/2008/11/es2-school-of-rock.html' title='ES2 School of Rock'/><author><name>keiko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18327548259022455246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y8M_nEo8G5s/SX6lM8me9BI/AAAAAAAAAKk/2NbTEkegsNo/s72-c/%EF%BD%93%E3%81%A1%E3%82%87%E3%81%8A%EF%BD%8C.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5958101101069165578.post-7892350120541535447</id><published>2009-01-13T20:39:00.001+09:00</published><updated>2009-01-27T09:14:56.795+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='BR'/><title type='text'>BR7 The Leopard and The Lighthouse</title><content type='html'>Here is an island in East Africa, which name is Sindi. There are very beautiful beaches, because the sands are white. This island is very very beautiful. The sea is clear and blue. There is an old lighthouse on the rocks by the sea. There is no people in the lighthouse, but sometimes childrenplay in there. One day, a leopard came from Africa to swim. The leopard was very hungry, so he goes to a market place. There is a market place in the village. There were a lot of people in a market place.People are very surprised at appearance of the leopard, children cry and people run about this way and that. Then people run after the leopard to catch and kill. At last people hunt down the leopard, but he entered to the lighthouse and went up to rooftop. People look the sight and think the way to catch. People talk over the matter to the Head of man of Sindi, is called Mohammed. He conceived a bright idea. That is to take place the competition is to kill the leopard. The winner can marry his daughter Tanza. Tanza is very beautiful woman, so many men on sindi are in love with her. Some of the men trieed to catch the leopard, but all of them made frequent errors. Tanza feel reliefed at the news, because she does not like all of them. She was so happy. One day a man came forward to catch the leopard. The man's name is Saied. He shoot with anesthetic at the leopard, but the leopard does not fall down. People thought he made errors. Fifteen minutes later, people went up to rooftop and confirmed the leopard's life and death. The leopard was sleeped with anesthetic. Saied did not kill the leopard. The winner is Saied, then Saied and Tanza got married. And they have three children now. They usually go to the Animal Park in Nairobi, there is the leopard.This book is very nice for me. I learned the importance of animals.(362 words:5264words)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5958101101069165578-7892350120541535447?l=kb-giselle-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kb-giselle-blog.blogspot.com/feeds/7892350120541535447/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5958101101069165578&amp;postID=7892350120541535447' title='0 件のコメント'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5958101101069165578/posts/default/7892350120541535447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5958101101069165578/posts/default/7892350120541535447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kb-giselle-blog.blogspot.com/2009/01/br7-leopard-and-lighthouse.html' title='BR7 The Leopard and The Lighthouse'/><author><name>keiko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18327548259022455246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5958101101069165578.post-9120406846280466900</id><published>2009-01-08T01:16:00.001+09:00</published><updated>2009-01-27T09:14:28.130+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='MN'/><title type='text'>In Minnesota 1</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y8M_nEo8G5s/SX3ilIUra1I/AAAAAAAAAJU/Yd7RXjR-iV4/s1600-h/%E3%83%87%E3%82%B8%E3%82%AB%E3%83%A1%EF%BC%94+014.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hello every one. I am going to talk about my stay in Minnesota in last summer v&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y8M_nEo8G5s/SX3lRbi4hYI/AAAAAAAAAJk/LW5HDqr0kUY/s1600-h/%E3%83%87%E3%82%B8%E3%82%AB%E3%83%A1%EF%BC%94+101.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295640824472176002" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 165px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 120px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y8M_nEo8G5s/SX3lRbi4hYI/AAAAAAAAAJk/LW5HDqr0kUY/s200/%E3%83%87%E3%82%B8%E3%82%AB%E3%83%A1%EF%BC%94+101.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;acation. It was program in Eibei Gakka in Kumamoto Gakuen University. I went to there many friends. Ai, Ayako, Keishi, Yuhei, Koyoi, Yu, Miho, Yoshimi, Ayaka, Takashi and Shiori. And I got many friends in this program. Yuki, Kana, Yoko, Masatsuka, Yuki, Hiroki and Ryuta in this program to go to Minnesota. All of them are my good friends and I was so happy that I could become friends with them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y8M_nEo8G5s/SX3lEtN6ZFI/AAAAAAAAAJc/NTfphvaYzCY/s1600-h/%E3%83%87%E3%82%B8%E3%82%AB%E3%83%A1%EF%BC%94+002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295640605877757010" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 147px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 116px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y8M_nEo8G5s/SX3lEtN6ZFI/AAAAAAAAAJc/NTfphvaYzCY/s200/%E3%83%87%E3%82%B8%E3%82%AB%E3%83%A1%EF%BC%94+002.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First, I got a sick in air plane. So I was not fine a few days. But my host mother Alaina was so kind and she brought to me some food to eat easily. I was so happy and I would be good soon. I cloud not ride on the ship on Mississippi. This is my room that I stay for a month. I took my room when I was sick so it is my view when I was in bed. It was so sweet room and sweet bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y8M_nEo8G5s/SX3mwUPGOkI/AAAAAAAAAJs/f_YqK7Z2YFU/s1600-h/%E3%83%87%E3%82%B8%E3%82%AB%E3%83%A1%EF%BC%94+019.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295642454597712450" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 130px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 179px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y8M_nEo8G5s/SX3mwUPGOkI/AAAAAAAAAJs/f_YqK7Z2YFU/s200/%E3%83%87%E3%82%B8%E3%82%AB%E3%83%A1%EF%BC%94+019.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to the wedding! It was my good experience and good memory. I was told that I will go to the wedding on e-mail from my host mother, so I brought my one-piece for this event. The bride was so beautiful and she looks so happy! Of course the broom was smilling;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y8M_nEo8G5s/SX3oq9qrVVI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/EfeCX4p5goc/s1600-h/%E3%83%87%E3%82%B8%E3%82%AB%E3%83%A1%EF%BC%94+009.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the U.S, the girls who are cousin or niece of them gring the ring to&lt;br /&gt;them. It is an ceremony. I saw &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y8M_nEo8G5s/SX3pBAo04BI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/dcO0qSv-mrc/s1600-h/%E3%83%87%E3%82%B8%E3%82%AB%E3%83%A1%EF%BC%94+009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295644940417949714" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 174px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 127px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y8M_nEo8G5s/SX3pBAo04BI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/dcO0qSv-mrc/s200/%E3%83%87%E3%82%B8%E3%82%AB%E3%83%A1%EF%BC%94+009.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;these girls walking the aisle of the church. They were so cute. After the wedding, I joined the wedding party. I ate good meal and I drunk coffee. I like to drink coffee so Alaina's sister, Emily, gave me a cup of coffee. I met Emily this day and I met Alaina's mother and Alaina's fath&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y8M_nEo8G5s/SX3p_hOgm3I/AAAAAAAAAKE/DrZ8mzjQlQA/s1600-h/%E3%83%87%E3%82%B8%E3%82%AB%E3%83%A1%EF%BC%94+014.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295646014317828978" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 183px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 129px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y8M_nEo8G5s/SX3p_hOgm3I/AAAAAAAAAKE/DrZ8mzjQlQA/s200/%E3%83%87%E3%82%B8%E3%82%AB%E3%83%A1%EF%BC%94+014.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;er, too. They were so kind and Alaina's father was so gentlman. He was so cool for me. It would be my image of man of the U.S. (338words:4902words)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5958101101069165578-9120406846280466900?l=kb-giselle-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kb-giselle-blog.blogspot.com/feeds/9120406846280466900/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5958101101069165578&amp;postID=9120406846280466900' title='0 件のコメント'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5958101101069165578/posts/default/9120406846280466900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5958101101069165578/posts/default/9120406846280466900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kb-giselle-blog.blogspot.com/2009/01/in-minnesota-1.html' title='In Minnesota 1'/><author><name>keiko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18327548259022455246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y8M_nEo8G5s/SX3lRbi4hYI/AAAAAAAAAJk/LW5HDqr0kUY/s72-c/%E3%83%87%E3%82%B8%E3%82%AB%E3%83%A1%EF%BC%94+101.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5958101101069165578.post-8667903398992052744</id><published>2009-01-04T21:24:00.002+09:00</published><updated>2009-01-27T09:13:59.444+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='BR'/><title type='text'>BR6 The Musicians of Bremen</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y8M_nEo8G5s/SX3cAFvJBfI/AAAAAAAAAI0/USgYlksqD9o/s1600-h/p.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295630630955582962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 140px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 210px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y8M_nEo8G5s/SX3cAFvJBfI/AAAAAAAAAI0/USgYlksqD9o/s320/p.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I read this book this time. I have read this story before , but it was different story I have known.&lt;br /&gt;There were a donkey, a cat, a dog and rooster in the farm. They were overworked by a very mean master. One day, the master decided to get his rooster and eat for lunch tomorrow. The rooster knew it, he was in a panic, and he crowed as hard as he could. A donkey, a cat and a dog heard it, and assembled in front of this rooster. They asked the rooster why he crowed. The rooster explained the reason. They talked, decide to run away the farm and go to Bremen to join the band.&lt;br /&gt;They walked long time, they got to rest in the forest. Fortunately, they found a cottage which the light turned on in the room. They looked inside..... they saw many foods and drinks. But there were some robbers in the cottage.&lt;br /&gt;They were surprised some robbers and they was successful; they ousted robbers from the cottage. They ate until they came to be full and could sleep in the cottage.&lt;br /&gt;Robbers thought it was mysterious event happened a little while ago. They took the opportunity in seeing the light went out.&lt;br /&gt;One of robber went and saw what was happening in the cottage.He crept into the cottage....he was murdered by animals in the dark. The robber ran away at once, he assumed that there were monsters and he took animals for black monsters, and a horrible witch.The robbers never went back to the cottage again.Animals liked the cottage so much, they never did went to Bremen, and they lived happy life in the cottage.&lt;br /&gt;I like this story, and this story's ending is funny, I think. The story I have known was animals went to Bremen and they played musical instrument. I want to go to Bremen someday.(312words:4564words)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5958101101069165578-8667903398992052744?l=kb-giselle-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kb-giselle-blog.blogspot.com/feeds/8667903398992052744/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5958101101069165578&amp;postID=8667903398992052744' title='0 件のコメント'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5958101101069165578/posts/default/8667903398992052744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5958101101069165578/posts/default/8667903398992052744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kb-giselle-blog.blogspot.com/2009/01/i-read-this-book-this-time.html' title='BR6 The Musicians of Bremen'/><author><name>keiko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18327548259022455246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y8M_nEo8G5s/SX3cAFvJBfI/AAAAAAAAAI0/USgYlksqD9o/s72-c/p.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5958101101069165578.post-6944558591652513985</id><published>2009-01-04T20:11:00.001+09:00</published><updated>2009-01-27T09:13:26.325+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Amuro Namie - Best Fiction Tour</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y8M_nEo8G5s/SX3RjqwWu-I/AAAAAAAAAIk/0v5pREfOsi4/s1600-h/namie+best+fiction1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295619147560303586" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 107px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 111px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y8M_nEo8G5s/SX3RjqwWu-I/AAAAAAAAAIk/0v5pREfOsi4/s320/namie+best+fiction1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I went the Namie Amuro's Live with Suzuka and Kana and Asami and Masami last month. We got together on bus toward to Fukuoka.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First, Masami got on the bus at Kumamoto Kotsu Center. Second, Suzuka got on the bus at Jyogyoji. Third, I got on the bus at Obiyama junior high school. Then, Asami got on the bus at Nishikigaoka. Finally, Kana got on the bus at Musashigaoka. We start to talk a lot. Of course we talked about Amuro Namie!&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y8M_nEo8G5s/SXIUOye2fHI/AAAAAAAAAGo/qMsg44lTBtQ/s1600-h/namie4.bmp"&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y8M_nEo8G5s/SX3QhksL3bI/AAAAAAAAAIU/_dX7oMGNnXs/s1600-h/60+70+80.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295618012060835250" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 118px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 113px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y8M_nEo8G5s/SX3QhksL3bI/AAAAAAAAAIU/_dX7oMGNnXs/s320/60+70+80.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She was top singer when we were in elementally school. But she got married with Sam and she got a child so she did not appear a lot. She was twenty years old. After that she came back to the under spot light and she song many hit songs like "Can you celebrate?" But, she was graduated from Komuro Tetsuya who were professional music maker. She was slackening in growth in the bugging of the 21 century. Bu&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y8M_nEo8G5s/SXIXJG2DBYI/AAAAAAAAAGw/PWJcERtUx_c/s1600-h/60+70+80.jpg"&gt; &lt;/a&gt;t, in 2007 she would be popular again. Her three singles were sold very well. It is named that "60's70's80's."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;60's is "&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y8M_nEo8G5s/SX3RInXTV4I/AAAAAAAAAIc/9-n0DjKuI-4/s1600-h/namie1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295618682793449346" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 98px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 138px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y8M_nEo8G5s/SX3RInXTV4I/AAAAAAAAAIc/9-n0DjKuI-4/s320/namie1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;New Look" and 70's is "Lock Steady", and 80's is "What a feeling." Theses songs are so good! New Look is very cute and it has dream that every girls have. The promotion video of New Look is so fancy and sweet. Rock Steady is so cool. It has a story of a couple. The promotion video of Rock Steady is a success story about an girl who had wanted to be a popular singer. What a feeling is so cool, too. The promotion video of what a feeling is neat! Namie is good at dancing and in this promotion video; we can see the ability of her Dancing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She would be a popular singer again. She is over thirty years old but she looks younger and her proportion is so beautiful!&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y8M_nEo8G5s/SXWygbYnD5I/AAAAAAAAAHo/HdzVYCYgx2M/s1600-h/namie1.bmp"&gt; &lt;/a&gt;Her fashion is very c&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y8M_nEo8G5s/SX3RygmtjwI/AAAAAAAAAIs/JryTuVM1FCs/s1600-h/namie1.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295619402533539586" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 160px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 202px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y8M_nEo8G5s/SX3RygmtjwI/AAAAAAAAAIs/JryTuVM1FCs/s320/namie1.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ute and many Japanese girl respect her. They wear knee high boots like her!&lt;br /&gt;In November 29th, she came to Fukuoka with her team. It is the Live named that "Best Fiction Tour 2008." "Best Fiction" is the name of her best album. It has already sold 1,600,000 discs.&lt;br /&gt;The live was started with "Do Me More." It is a first song in the album. It invites us to the wonder world of Namie Amuro. This live would be my special memorial. I was amazed that what a beautiful she is! How cute she is! How cool she is! She is always dancing but she did never stop dancing! We were surprised at her stamina. I like every songs. My favorite song is White Light." It was soooooo cute. She wore very cute costume and she wore ribbon on her head. She always long heir but she made forelock in this song. We were enchanted by her with cute forelock. I am going to do buy her DVD for this tour.(495words:4252words)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5958101101069165578-6944558591652513985?l=kb-giselle-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kb-giselle-blog.blogspot.com/feeds/6944558591652513985/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5958101101069165578&amp;postID=6944558591652513985' title='0 件のコメント'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5958101101069165578/posts/default/6944558591652513985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5958101101069165578/posts/default/6944558591652513985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kb-giselle-blog.blogspot.com/2009/01/amuro-namie-best-fiction-tour.html' title='Amuro Namie - Best Fiction Tour'/><author><name>keiko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18327548259022455246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y8M_nEo8G5s/SX3RjqwWu-I/AAAAAAAAAIk/0v5pREfOsi4/s72-c/namie+best+fiction1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5958101101069165578.post-8740189350835032604</id><published>2008-12-29T18:34:00.002+09:00</published><updated>2009-01-27T09:12:47.820+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='BR'/><title type='text'>BR5 The Dinosaurs Next Door</title><content type='html'>This time I read the book “The Dinosaurs Next Door”. The reason why I chose this book is picture was so cute and I think this book fun. I read this book soon. Mr. Puff was an inventor. He has white hair and puts grasses. And he puts on the blue tie. It was so cute. Mr. Puff lived in a tall, blue house.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y8M_nEo8G5s/SX3fd2zlQlI/AAAAAAAAAI8/qhnNRsnPkjo/s1600-h/din.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295634440878637650" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 156px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 252px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y8M_nEo8G5s/SX3fd2zlQlI/AAAAAAAAAI8/qhnNRsnPkjo/s320/din.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Out side, it looked a little odd. Inside, it was even so stranger. He has a small robot. It was so smart and could job well. His new project wasn’t an invention at all. He had a friend who name is Sam. Sam had promised to come over after school. He was looking forward to see him. When Sam arrived, Mr. Puff was bursting with excitement. Mr. Puff found the eggs from under his desk. They were so strange and colorful. “Eggs?” said Sam, looking at the four big eggs. Mr. Puff said “They are ….dinosaurs eggs!!”. Sam was surprised at his words. Just then, the blue spotted eggs began to juggle and jump and bump in the basket. …”Until finally a little green head gradually watch, and burst out!” , said Sam. The baby big dinosaurs were very lively. They didn’t look such as big dinosaurs. They ate vegetables, cat food and so on. They were so hungry that enough to eat. So Sam put out a large plate of cat food and salad, just in case. The baby dinosaurs were bigger and bigger. They grew up so fast. They were getting fierce. Mr. Puff said, “Ooops! Aaaaaggh! It’s huge!!”. The dinosaurs were running all over the house. Sam tried to help catch them. Mr. Puff and Sam catch all of dinosaur’s babies. Sam thought he prefer his dinosaurs in books! Sam never told anyone about the dinosaurs next door. This story was so fantastic for me. I want to see the dinosaur’s babies once.(322 words:3757 words)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5958101101069165578-8740189350835032604?l=kb-giselle-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kb-giselle-blog.blogspot.com/feeds/8740189350835032604/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5958101101069165578&amp;postID=8740189350835032604' title='0 件のコメント'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5958101101069165578/posts/default/8740189350835032604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5958101101069165578/posts/default/8740189350835032604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kb-giselle-blog.blogspot.com/2009/01/br6-dinosaurs-next-door.html' title='BR5 The Dinosaurs Next Door'/><author><name>keiko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18327548259022455246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y8M_nEo8G5s/SX3fd2zlQlI/AAAAAAAAAI8/qhnNRsnPkjo/s72-c/din.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5958101101069165578.post-2482376960391182779</id><published>2008-12-28T16:30:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2009-01-27T09:06:13.447+09:00</updated><title type='text'>USJ☆</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y8M_nEo8G5s/SXA64ZKOteI/AAAAAAAAAFg/g8W2FwgnziU/s1600-h/%E3%82%B9%E3%83%91%E3%82%A4%E3%83%80%E3%83%BC%E3%83%9E%E3%83%B3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291794302661211618" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 187px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 246px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y8M_nEo8G5s/SXA64ZKOteI/AAAAAAAAAFg/g8W2FwgnziU/s400/%E3%82%B9%E3%83%91%E3%82%A4%E3%83%80%E3%83%BC%E3%83%9E%E3%83%B3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hi!&lt;br /&gt;I will show you my plan in spring vacation.&lt;br /&gt;I am belonging to the Flower Arrangement Club. I am a president of the club. In my grade, there are only three people. But we are enjoying our club activity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We will go to Universal Studio Japan on 2-3 March.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is my first trip in the club. We always do not go to spring trip but we decided to go to Osaka this year!! We are planning to go to Osaka and play in Universal Studio Japan!!&lt;br /&gt;I went to the travel agency in Kumamoto Gakuen University with Kana and Haru. They are my friends in the Flower Arrangement Club.&lt;br /&gt;We talk with kind women and she knows everything that we want to know. We decided the date and plane and the Hotel.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe first grade student in my club are going to travel with us. I am looking forward to going Universal Studio Japan veeerrryy much!&lt;br /&gt;See you☆（161words:3435words)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5958101101069165578-2482376960391182779?l=kb-giselle-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kb-giselle-blog.blogspot.com/feeds/2482376960391182779/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5958101101069165578&amp;postID=2482376960391182779' title='0 件のコメント'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5958101101069165578/posts/default/2482376960391182779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5958101101069165578/posts/default/2482376960391182779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kb-giselle-blog.blogspot.com/2009/01/flower-arrangement-club.html' title='USJ☆'/><author><name>keiko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18327548259022455246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y8M_nEo8G5s/SXA64ZKOteI/AAAAAAAAAFg/g8W2FwgnziU/s72-c/%E3%82%B9%E3%83%91%E3%82%A4%E3%83%80%E3%83%BC%E3%83%9E%E3%83%B3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5958101101069165578.post-7761069465458901588</id><published>2008-12-26T21:44:00.004+09:00</published><updated>2009-01-31T14:09:14.850+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='BR'/><title type='text'>BR4 Cinderella</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y8M_nEo8G5s/SX2xfAudp6I/AAAAAAAAAH8/1A5rdq3fr1g/s1600-h/sin.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295583883186513826" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y8M_nEo8G5s/SX2xfAudp6I/AAAAAAAAAH8/1A5rdq3fr1g/s200/sin.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I read this book today as a book review. I chose this book because I know this story since long time ago, and I like this story and movie. I had watched a movie of this story many times. This movie is my favorite movie. Disney version has 3 series. I had watched all series. This story’s main character is Cinderella. She lived with her stepmother and two older sisters. Her mother was died for long time ago. She always shouted from her stepmother “Cinderella, come and clean my bed!” or “Cinderella, did you finish washing yet?” One day, the country’s prince holds a party. Of course, Cinderella cannot go to it. Her stepmother and her older sisters went to it, she was left at house lonely. You know, then a Felicity appeared front of her and a Felicity made up her like a princess by magic. And she wears shoes of glass. But this magic until by 12:00. Cinderella promised her that she comes back here sure, and Cinderella went to the party by carriage of pumpkin. Then, she met a prince. He is so cool and everyone likes him. She saw him, and he walked to her. And they were dancing together. Then, just 12:00 and she run to carriage of pumpkin and she lost shoes of glass. Prince picked up the shoes. She could promise of a Felicity, and she felt so happy. You know, prince came to her house with shoes of glass. Of course, stepmother hided Cinderella, and her older sisters tried it. But, they could not wear it. Then Cinderella appeared front of them and she tried it, her foot fitted it! And she and prince married and live so happy. This story is happy story. But, Disney movies are so interesting. If you have a time, you must be watching them. I recommend them.(312words:3274words)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5958101101069165578-7761069465458901588?l=kb-giselle-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kb-giselle-blog.blogspot.com/feeds/7761069465458901588/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5958101101069165578&amp;postID=7761069465458901588' title='0 件のコメント'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5958101101069165578/posts/default/7761069465458901588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5958101101069165578/posts/default/7761069465458901588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kb-giselle-blog.blogspot.com/2008/12/br4-cinderella.html' title='BR4 Cinderella'/><author><name>keiko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18327548259022455246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y8M_nEo8G5s/SX2xfAudp6I/AAAAAAAAAH8/1A5rdq3fr1g/s72-c/sin.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5958101101069165578.post-3138763236399077801</id><published>2008-12-19T15:29:00.002+09:00</published><updated>2009-01-27T00:35:44.036+09:00</updated><title type='text'>My family</title><content type='html'>I will introduse my family. I love my family. I have a father, mother, and three sisters. Only one man is in my family. We have a strict father. He is very nagging. He is always worried about his daughters.&lt;br /&gt;When I was a high school student, I could not go out on weekend. He often said to me,” If you have time to go shopping, you have to study in your room.” I was scared at my father so I could not meet with friends in holiday. Besides he never allows relationship with boys. My sisters and I feel about these things as stiffness but we can not hate him. Because we know that he loves us. His strict words have love to us. He says cold words when we do not hung on. But when we want to do for ourselves, he uses money without sparing: study, get licenses, go to school, and go abroad.My mother is very kind. Maybe my parents are exactly the opposite. She do not interference about our behavior. She likes flower arrangement, and listen to the classical music. We look up to her and we want to be like her.Yoko, Hiroko, and Atsuko are my sisters. We are as thick as thieves like great friend. We like talking each other and going out together. The time will come to live apart from our parents’ home, we are always great friends. I want to treasure about my family forever.Thank you for reading.&lt;br /&gt;(251 wards:2962words)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5958101101069165578-3138763236399077801?l=kb-giselle-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kb-giselle-blog.blogspot.com/feeds/3138763236399077801/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5958101101069165578&amp;postID=3138763236399077801' title='0 件のコメント'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5958101101069165578/posts/default/3138763236399077801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5958101101069165578/posts/default/3138763236399077801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kb-giselle-blog.blogspot.com/2008/05/my-family.html' title='My family'/><author><name>keiko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18327548259022455246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5958101101069165578.post-4945403122762746599</id><published>2008-12-10T21:37:00.003+09:00</published><updated>2009-01-27T00:35:13.817+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='BR'/><title type='text'>BR3 Hansel and Gretel</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y8M_nEo8G5s/SX2u1HoGwBI/AAAAAAAAAH0/27388Xar3N4/s1600-h/20090115135900-706494.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295580964461133842" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 245px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y8M_nEo8G5s/SX2u1HoGwBI/AAAAAAAAAH0/27388Xar3N4/s320/20090115135900-706494.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hansel and GretelI had read this book today as a book review. I chose this book, because I know this story since long time ago, and I like this story. Add, my dream of childhood was that I live at sweet house in the future. So, I often I made sweet house by many sweets age of childhood. By the way, this story is adventure. Main characters are Hansel and Gretel and their stepmother and their father and an old woman. A day, a boy and a girl and stepmother and father lives in the small house. A boy is Hansel and A girl is Gretel. They were so poor, so they can eat a piece of bread once a day. Their stepmother was so grumpy. She came up with an idea, it was so bad thing. She said their father, “There is just no enough food for the four of us. The children will have to go.” And, “Tomorrow, we will take Hansel and Gretel deep into the forest.” They talked at night after Hansel and Gretel slept, but they were sitting up and listened to what their parent said. Hansel had a good idea. Next day, their parent took their children from the house. They were walking, but Hansel dropped pebbles, one by one, behind him. After they arrived deep into the forest, stepmother said “Perhaps the children should rest.” Then, their parent came back home only. But, their children can come back to home with guidepost. Their stepmother was so surprised. And she came up with an idea again, and she said their father “We will take them deeper into the forest this time.” Next day, their parent took their children, and Hansel dropped pebbles again. But, pebbles were eaten by some birds. They cannot come back to home. By the morning, Hansel still did not have a plan “Let’s just walk until we find the edge of the forest.” They were walking, and staggered into a clearing, and there stood a little house. The house was the sweet house, the wall were made from chunks of cake and the roof was glistening chocolate. Hansel was trying to bite off the toffee apple doorknocker, when the door flew open, and an old woman hobbled out, and she said “you must come inside, I love visitors.” Hansel and Gretel had eaten many sweets, because an old woman laid out for them. An old woman looks like a so kind and she kept smile. This night, they stayed in the sweet house. Next morning, Gretel cannot find Hansel, when she woke up. She entered kitchen, an old woman said “you are just in time to help me cook”. They cooked tighter. After cooked, an old woman said “you must take them to hatch in the shed outside.” Gretel went out, then, she heard her brother yelling from the shed, and he said “that woman is a witch, and she was trapped me with a spell. Now she wants to fatten me up…and eat me!” But, Finally Gretel cooked a witch by oven and she helped brother, Hansel. It is happy end! I think that this story is for children, but this story is deep!!(535words:2711words)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5958101101069165578-4945403122762746599?l=kb-giselle-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kb-giselle-blog.blogspot.com/feeds/4945403122762746599/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5958101101069165578&amp;postID=4945403122762746599' title='0 件のコメント'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5958101101069165578/posts/default/4945403122762746599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5958101101069165578/posts/default/4945403122762746599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kb-giselle-blog.blogspot.com/2008/12/br3-hansel-and-gretel.html' title='BR3 Hansel and Gretel'/><author><name>keiko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18327548259022455246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y8M_nEo8G5s/SX2u1HoGwBI/AAAAAAAAAH0/27388Xar3N4/s72-c/20090115135900-706494.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5958101101069165578.post-5679286238457036194</id><published>2008-11-16T03:27:00.009+09:00</published><updated>2009-01-27T00:53:26.643+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='BR'/><title type='text'>BR2 The Nutcracker</title><content type='html'>I will recommend a book "The Nutcracker."&lt;br /&gt;This is a story about a girl Clara who got a strange present on Christmas Eve by her godfather. He always be able to happen something magical. &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y8M_nEo8G5s/SR8VC8mKr1I/AAAAAAAAAFQ/8mR8LnAdB64/s1600-h/ãã‚‹ã¿å‰²ã‚Šäººå½¢.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268953229416902482" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 178px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 255px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y8M_nEo8G5s/SR8VC8mKr1I/AAAAAAAAAFQ/8mR8LnAdB64/s200/%E3%81%8F%E3%82%8B%E3%81%BF%E5%89%B2%E3%82%8A%E4%BA%BA%E5%BD%A2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the Christmas party, Clara went to her bed room. But she could not sleep because she was thinking about her presents. Finally she went to downstairs and she opened a present from godfather.Inside, she found a Nutcracker looks like a soldier. After that, she got sleepy then she was fast asleep under the Christmas tree with the Nutcracker.&lt;br /&gt;She got up and looked around the room, there were some strange. The tree became sooo big and most of things in the room became bigger. She met a prince who looks like the Nutcracker and he called a lot of soldiers. Without notice, there were many mousses in the room then they started to fight! The Nutcracker Prince fought with the Mouse King. The Mouse King was so strong and he almost caught a won. But, Clara helped the Nutcracker Prince with her shoes! She threw it as hard as she could at Mouse King's head. He fell down on the the floor. Clara and the Nutcracker Prince were glad then they went to the trip to celebrate about their victory. They arrived at a Land of White Snow. They met an Ice Queen and she led them to her icy palace. There were eight ballerinas dancing with dressed in silver and white. Clara and the Nutcracker Prince saw their beautiful dance then the dance party end, it was a time to go.&lt;br /&gt;Next, they arrived at the Land of Sweet! In this land, everything were made of sweets. Clara was surprised! The door opened and a fairy came to meet them. The Nutcracker introduced to Clara about her. "She is the Sugarplum Fairy and she is a leader of the Land of Sweets!" The Sugarplum Fairy led them into a grand hall. They sat on the chair which made of raspberry mousse then the dances started! They appeared each country; chocolate from Spain, coffee from Arabia and tea from China. As last of dance, they dressed as flowers. They performed a slow waltz for Clara. After that, it was time to go home. They said good bye sadly and Clara and the Nutcracker rode on the sleigh. Clara was so tired so she fell asleep next to him.&lt;br /&gt;When she got up, she was under the Christmas tree in the room alone. She was sad that she was in just a dream. But the message tag that her godfather had attached to the Nutcracker said "I hope this protect you." Clara thought that it was not just a dream!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have liked this story "The Nutcracker" since before. So it was fun for me to read and to write. I would like to through these strange happening. I want to go to the Land of Sweets and I want to see the dance from other countries. Thank you for reading this long book review.(510words:2176words)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5958101101069165578-5679286238457036194?l=kb-giselle-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kb-giselle-blog.blogspot.com/feeds/5679286238457036194/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5958101101069165578&amp;postID=5679286238457036194' title='0 件のコメント'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5958101101069165578/posts/default/5679286238457036194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5958101101069165578/posts/default/5679286238457036194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kb-giselle-blog.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-will-recommend-book-nutcracker.html' title='BR2 The Nutcracker'/><author><name>keiko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18327548259022455246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y8M_nEo8G5s/SR8VC8mKr1I/AAAAAAAAAFQ/8mR8LnAdB64/s72-c/%E3%81%8F%E3%82%8B%E3%81%BF%E5%89%B2%E3%82%8A%E4%BA%BA%E5%BD%A2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5958101101069165578.post-16757625566996554</id><published>2008-11-14T09:34:00.009+09:00</published><updated>2009-01-27T00:34:08.986+09:00</updated><title type='text'>takumasai --- change generations</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y8M_nEo8G5s/SRzI8kJfYKI/AAAAAAAAAEg/uBRqlwyunow/s1600-h/%E8%8A%B1%E6%99%82%E8%A8%88.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268306606937825442" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y8M_nEo8G5s/SRzI8kJfYKI/AAAAAAAAAEg/uBRqlwyunow/s200/%E8%8A%B1%E6%99%82%E8%A8%88.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I belong to flower arrangement club. We had making a room which full of many flowers! Their were two groups for this event. In my group, we made a floral clock.&lt;br /&gt;←This is the picture of floral clock!&lt;br /&gt;In my group, we express a world in Europe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y8M_nEo8G5s/SRzTnzfdmZI/AAAAAAAAAE4/TCDDgE6vp4Y/s1600-h/album.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268318344907168146" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y8M_nEo8G5s/SRzTnzfdmZI/AAAAAAAAAE4/TCDDgE6vp4Y/s200/album.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;→This is an album that we made for our senior in flower arrangement club.&lt;br /&gt;It is a black simple album originally, but we put on a lot of artificial flowers on book cover. We have eleven seniors so we made eleven albums.&lt;br /&gt;In my club, there are only three girls who are in the second grade. Kana and Haruna and I. So we made these albums by just three girls. It was so hard! Because we participated in the activity to make flower room for school festival all day long. We assembled after the activity in family restaurant, Joyful! It was about 10 p.m. We started to make albums from night to morning.&lt;br /&gt;In first grade, there are ten girls. They are very kind and soooo gooood girls! They often helped us during this working. I love them so much.&lt;br /&gt;On second November, we had a party for end the work for school festival. We prepared flowers for each senior. And we gave the flower and album to them. They were glad and start to crying. We cried, too. This party was just the place that we have to change generation. So I acted as the master of ceremony and after that I became a president of flower arrangement club!!(259words:1666words)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5958101101069165578-16757625566996554?l=kb-giselle-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kb-giselle-blog.blogspot.com/feeds/16757625566996554/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5958101101069165578&amp;postID=16757625566996554' title='0 件のコメント'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5958101101069165578/posts/default/16757625566996554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5958101101069165578/posts/default/16757625566996554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kb-giselle-blog.blogspot.com/2008/11/takumasai-change-generations.html' title='takumasai --- change generations'/><author><name>keiko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18327548259022455246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y8M_nEo8G5s/SRzI8kJfYKI/AAAAAAAAAEg/uBRqlwyunow/s72-c/%E8%8A%B1%E6%99%82%E8%A8%88.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5958101101069165578.post-3193599563761272257</id><published>2008-11-13T00:45:00.007+09:00</published><updated>2009-01-27T00:33:47.193+09:00</updated><title type='text'>WEI2</title><content type='html'>1. What is your usual writing/blogging schedule each week? Where do write/blog?&lt;br /&gt;-I will write almost every night. I can write in my house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Please look at your first post from Spring term and compare it withwhat you are writing now. What improvements do you see with yourEnglish and what do you think you should work on to improve?&lt;br /&gt;-I think that it became longer...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. What are your opinions of doing movie reviews? Please talk aboutthe time it takes and the availability of the movies.&lt;br /&gt;-It takes 3 to 4 hours. It is fun for me to watch movies. I think it is not so effective even if I watch a movie once in English. If I watch a movie once in Japanese and over two times in English, It can be an exercise for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Please give your suggestions for the class.&lt;br /&gt;-No idea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Please give some advice to the students who will take this class next year.&lt;br /&gt;-You can write blogs from August. You should make time for writing blogs.(176words:1407words)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5958101101069165578-3193599563761272257?l=kb-giselle-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kb-giselle-blog.blogspot.com/feeds/3193599563761272257/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5958101101069165578&amp;postID=3193599563761272257' title='0 件のコメント'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5958101101069165578/posts/default/3193599563761272257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5958101101069165578/posts/default/3193599563761272257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kb-giselle-blog.blogspot.com/2008/11/questions-in-writing-class.html' title='WEI2'/><author><name>keiko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18327548259022455246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5958101101069165578.post-3291023314324115954</id><published>2008-11-11T13:55:00.010+09:00</published><updated>2009-01-27T00:53:59.191+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ES'/><title type='text'>ES1 Shrek</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y8M_nEo8G5s/SRkQbhd2EXI/AAAAAAAAAEI/9Zni6kG-aJY/s1600-h/D112225561.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267259304212566386" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 182px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 247px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y8M_nEo8G5s/SRkQbhd2EXI/AAAAAAAAAEI/9Zni6kG-aJY/s320/D112225561.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;I am going to write about a movie 'SHREK.'&lt;br /&gt;Shrek is main character in this movie but he is big green monster. In this kingdom, they do not like monster and fairy; these strange living things. Of course, they hate Shrek so they want him to go out of their town. But he is strong so they are not able to get rid of him. Someday, many fairies were exiled to the area where were Shrek's home. Shrek did not want them to be there so he became angry. He decided to meet Farquadd who did this exile. He want to be a king and he always think about just himself. Shrek started went there with Donkey who can speak language! He is very very chatter so Shrek often fight shy of him. (But they look good duo for me...) They arrived there and Farquadd said to them "If you will be able to help Fiona, I am going to rebate these fairies. Fiona is sleeping in the castle, but there is big dragon! You have to take out Fiona without injuries. "&lt;br /&gt;Then Shrek and Donkey started to go to the castle. They arrived there then they divide their job. Donkey took Charge of Look for stairs and Shrek took charge of Dragon. However, unfortunately, Donkey encounter with dragon. But he had no idea what to do. He just run and run and run! On the other hand, Shrek met Fiona and he took out her from the room. Finally, Shrek fought dragon for help Donkey and Fiona. Dragon could not go after them so they run away from the castle safely! On their way to the place where Farquadd were, they noticed that they were both attracted to each other. But Fiona had a secret. It was that her appearance change into the ugly monster. So she could not reveal all of her. But they misunderstood each other so Fiona decided to married with Farquadd. However, Shrek noticed that he did misunderstand and Fiona reveal her secret to him. Of course Shrek did not mind that so they caught a happy life.(354words:1231words)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://nttxstore.jp/_II_D112225561?LID=egoodvd&amp;amp;FMID=egoo"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5958101101069165578-3291023314324115954?l=kb-giselle-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kb-giselle-blog.blogspot.com/feeds/3291023314324115954/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5958101101069165578&amp;postID=3291023314324115954' title='0 件のコメント'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5958101101069165578/posts/default/3291023314324115954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5958101101069165578/posts/default/3291023314324115954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kb-giselle-blog.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-am-going-to-write-about-movie-shrek.html' title='ES1 Shrek'/><author><name>keiko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18327548259022455246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y8M_nEo8G5s/SRkQbhd2EXI/AAAAAAAAAEI/9Zni6kG-aJY/s72-c/D112225561.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5958101101069165578.post-2062929935141323754</id><published>2008-10-28T10:05:00.003+09:00</published><updated>2009-01-27T00:54:35.598+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='BR'/><title type='text'>BR1　Viking Adventure</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y8M_nEo8G5s/SX21HkknKfI/AAAAAAAAAIE/_PDk-rhiLH4/s1600-h/king.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295587878538521074" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 161px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 220px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y8M_nEo8G5s/SX21HkknKfI/AAAAAAAAAIE/_PDk-rhiLH4/s200/king.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo" align="left"&gt;This book showed me a dream. It makes me excited. This story is an occurrence around a boy who has a magic key. The boy is called Kipper. Kipper had a strange experience by this key. He told to his friends but nobody believes him. He said that this key sometimes glow and make strange things. But they said that they have never seen these things. So, they pulled a blanket themselves. Then, the key started to glow.The next moment they were in a long ship with many Vikings. Vikings watch for children at first. But, they seemed to gradually interchange with children. Children cooperated with Vikings to get over many troubles by the power of magic key. Finally, they land a island and enjoyed celebration. They had a special experience thanks to a magic key!I like this fantasy like "Harry Potter" and "Darren Shan". I often read these fantastic stories when I was in junior high school. I want to try to read "Harry Potter" in English　someday.(174 wards:877words)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5958101101069165578-2062929935141323754?l=kb-giselle-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kb-giselle-blog.blogspot.com/feeds/2062929935141323754/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5958101101069165578&amp;postID=2062929935141323754' title='0 件のコメント'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5958101101069165578/posts/default/2062929935141323754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5958101101069165578/posts/default/2062929935141323754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kb-giselle-blog.blogspot.com/2008/05/blog-post.html' title='BR1　Viking Adventure'/><author><name>keiko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18327548259022455246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y8M_nEo8G5s/SX21HkknKfI/AAAAAAAAAIE/_PDk-rhiLH4/s72-c/king.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5958101101069165578.post-3489390701633033992</id><published>2008-09-13T09:06:00.001+09:00</published><updated>2009-01-27T00:31:27.573+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Akikoriki☆</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo" align="center"&gt;(photo1) Rilakkuma holder&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo" align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211150806500915586" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y8M_nEo8G5s/SFG6DHR6OYI/AAAAAAAAACs/MvB5wgKww78/s320/200806130006000-796199.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo" align="left"&gt;I was given this holder from my best friend, Akiko. We have known each other since 5 years ago. We met in high school entrance ceremony. She was very tall and so slender so I felt she was like fashion models.&lt;br /&gt;We became friends soon and talk about many things not only romance but also hobbies. She was interested in fashion. beauty, music and ballet. I was interested in same things and especially in ballet, I often spoke to her. Akiko said to me that she has wanted to challenge ballet but she gave up because of her height. I did ballet when I was in junior high school and I know that professional ballerina was almost very tall and it was the reason why they looks so beautiful. So I wanted Akiko to do ballet. Anyway we often talked about ballet.&lt;br /&gt;And then, we liked same foreign singer. Who's name was Avril Lavigne. We sometimes went to Karaoke and sung Avril's songs. Of course we did not understand all these words but we sung rhythmically with haphazard words. It was very merry time for us.&lt;br /&gt;We have been friends no matter how my course had stepped away from hers.&lt;br /&gt;Now, I am in a college and she is in a professional school but we make time to see each other and talk about own school. own life and own future. This time is my healing. Probably I like her so much! I think that I want to be friends forever.&lt;br /&gt;I met Akiko June sixth. Her birthday was June second so I gave cake for her. I chose Mango tart because she love Mango. She looked happy and I would be happy.&lt;br /&gt;Then, she toot a cute holder of her bag(photo1). This character is my favorite character, Rilakkuma. I love this bear. She of course knows what I like.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo" align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo" align="center"&gt;(photo2) In Cathalin's Bar&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo" align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y8M_nEo8G5s/SFG6C20rKJI/AAAAAAAAACk/lJkAU62wyTY/s1600-h/200806062055001-795430.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211150802083326098" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y8M_nEo8G5s/SFG6C20rKJI/AAAAAAAAACk/lJkAU62wyTY/s320/200806062055001-795430.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo" align="left"&gt;Recently, Suzannu is very famous on TV. She is my friend' older sister. As you know, her name is Mao. She is in Kumamoto Gakuen University. She and I were the same high school and I had been to Australia with her in my school programs. We love Australia and often talk about the memories.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo" align="left"&gt;Now, she called "Margarine" in the world of entertainment. She sometimes appears national CMs and national TVs. Akiko and I went her mothers bar. There were many men and they spoke to Mao a lot. The bar was so prosper. I think that Mao will be a TV performer soon. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo" align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;(417 words:703words)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5958101101069165578-3489390701633033992?l=kb-giselle-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kb-giselle-blog.blogspot.com/feeds/3489390701633033992/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5958101101069165578&amp;postID=3489390701633033992' title='0 件のコメント'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5958101101069165578/posts/default/3489390701633033992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5958101101069165578/posts/default/3489390701633033992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kb-giselle-blog.blogspot.com/2008/06/blog-post_13.html' title='Akikoriki☆'/><author><name>keiko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18327548259022455246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y8M_nEo8G5s/SFG6DHR6OYI/AAAAAAAAACs/MvB5wgKww78/s72-c/200806130006000-796199.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5958101101069165578.post-5026534794541800303</id><published>2008-09-02T18:42:00.003+09:00</published><updated>2008-11-06T00:21:27.285+09:00</updated><title type='text'>I am in Kumamoto~!</title><content type='html'>I had been in Minnesota as study trip. I got a lots memories. I met many kind people!! I would like to look back my special days in Minnesota.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I was in Kumamoto before leave to Minnesota, I was communicated with my host parents on the Internet.&lt;br /&gt;They often said, “We are looking forward to meet you!” It made me happy and ease.&lt;br /&gt;My first impression about Minnesota was the beautiful sky and the vast ground. I could feel nature very close here.&lt;br /&gt;And many people I Minnesota were so kind to us; Host family, Joel, Linda, Cassie, Kailey and others. Of course, I really appreciate my friends from Kumamoto.&lt;br /&gt;They let my mind open gradually.&lt;br /&gt;First, I could not talk with American well. I was scared that I could not communicate well because of my English skill. But I tried to speak in ESL class. Than Cassie always listened kindly my poor English. It made me ease to speak.&lt;br /&gt;So I tried to talk with Joel, Linda, Kailey and host family. Certainly, I sometimes could not get what they said. But I am not scared now. I ask them when I want to know. I tell them when I think something. It was the best things that I leaned in Minnesota.&lt;br /&gt;I really appreciate to my host family.&lt;br /&gt;Alaina aways talks to me. She is funny and kind woman so I am happy when I am talking with her. Derek is always so gentle. I glad for his kindness of heart. I made concrete. I went to wedding. I went shopping. I participated in the garage sale. I went to zoo. I rode a jet ski etc… I will never forget theses wonderful memories!!&lt;br /&gt;(286words)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5958101101069165578-5026534794541800303?l=kb-giselle-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kb-giselle-blog.blogspot.com/feeds/5026534794541800303/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5958101101069165578&amp;postID=5026534794541800303' title='0 件のコメント'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5958101101069165578/posts/default/5026534794541800303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5958101101069165578/posts/default/5026534794541800303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kb-giselle-blog.blogspot.com/2008/09/i-am-in-kumamoto.html' title='I am in Kumamoto~!'/><author><name>keiko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18327548259022455246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5958101101069165578.post-921425510986540226</id><published>2008-06-18T09:53:00.004+09:00</published><updated>2008-06-23T12:32:29.310+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Miliyah～～～～19 MEMORIES</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;I went a concert of Kato Miliyah.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;She is my best singer. We are in same age so My friends and I are always encouraged by her songs. She sings about not only anxiety for the future but also ambition for the future.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;She cover a song that made by Amuro Namie. The title is "Sweet 19 Blues". It was song when she was 19 years old. Miliyah cover this song on February in this year. She titled "19 memories". In this song, she tells us that boys and girls who are 19 years old have many worries. They want to cry and they are not strong. But, they are not alone so they should not feel lonely. This song must have encouraged many young people. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;She became 20 years old yesterday. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;And I will be 20 years old soon.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;Maybe I did not grow up enough but I want to polish myself.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;(156 words)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo" align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y8M_nEo8G5s/SFhcg6-7XYI/AAAAAAAAAC0/K5wES5Qsz3Q/s1600-h/3_18_a_1-703585.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213018289340112258" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y8M_nEo8G5s/SFhcg6-7XYI/AAAAAAAAAC0/K5wES5Qsz3Q/s320/3_18_a_1-703585.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5958101101069165578-921425510986540226?l=kb-giselle-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kb-giselle-blog.blogspot.com/feeds/921425510986540226/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5958101101069165578&amp;postID=921425510986540226' title='0 件のコメント'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5958101101069165578/posts/default/921425510986540226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5958101101069165578/posts/default/921425510986540226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kb-giselle-blog.blogspot.com/2008/06/miliyah19-memories.html' title='Miliyah～～～～19 MEMORIES'/><author><name>keiko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18327548259022455246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y8M_nEo8G5s/SFhcg6-7XYI/AAAAAAAAAC0/K5wES5Qsz3Q/s72-c/3_18_a_1-703585.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5958101101069165578.post-4350689416033595219</id><published>2008-06-02T23:19:00.004+09:00</published><updated>2008-06-04T02:35:49.802+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Movie Review 2 ☆ The Butterfly Effect</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/-h0-uUxiMOA&amp;hl=ja"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/-h0-uUxiMOA&amp;hl=ja" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw a movie that is named "The Butterfly Effect."&lt;br /&gt;I was always recommended this movie by my superior, Kensaku, so I have wanted to see this movie since last year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This story is about a man who has strange power. He sometimes forgets his memories. His name is Evan. His doctor said to him to write diary every day for medical treatment. Few years later, He spend common days in college. He did not to forget memories then. One day, He found his diary that had written by him. He read and lost consciousness soon. When he noticed, he was back to his past.&lt;br /&gt;He found that he could renew his past so he tried all ways he could for everyone peace. If all things would have left for best way, his friends might get happy ending and he could be happy with Kelly. But he could not renew as he like.&lt;br /&gt;Finally, he found better way but it was sad decision.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I started to watch this movie, I thought that it was difficult to understand. But I could understand everything when this climax. I was so impressed!! I could not expect this ending. I want everyone to watch this movie very much.&lt;br /&gt;(205 words)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5958101101069165578-4350689416033595219?l=kb-giselle-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kb-giselle-blog.blogspot.com/feeds/4350689416033595219/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5958101101069165578&amp;postID=4350689416033595219' title='0 件のコメント'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5958101101069165578/posts/default/4350689416033595219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5958101101069165578/posts/default/4350689416033595219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kb-giselle-blog.blogspot.com/2008/06/blog-post.html' title='Movie Review 2 ☆ The Butterfly Effect'/><author><name>keiko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18327548259022455246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5958101101069165578.post-4144056114449373723</id><published>2008-05-28T09:20:00.003+09:00</published><updated>2008-06-04T02:42:29.891+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Nyanyanyanya~~~~~~i!!</title><content type='html'>I had a lot of reports by yesterday.For example, a movie review about "Romeo and Juliet" from English literature, a movie review about "The Last of Mohicans" from American literature, a report about my aim in going to America from overseas study program, and a report about bullying problems in high school from student guidance study.&lt;br /&gt;I had barely done all reports but regrettably, I postponed this blog. I intend to write a lot of blogs from one on.&lt;br /&gt;I have many things what I want to do!! I hardly have free time but I will find time to enjoy.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I want to drive sooooon.&lt;br /&gt;(107 words)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5958101101069165578-4144056114449373723?l=kb-giselle-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kb-giselle-blog.blogspot.com/feeds/4144056114449373723/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5958101101069165578&amp;postID=4144056114449373723' title='0 件のコメント'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5958101101069165578/posts/default/4144056114449373723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5958101101069165578/posts/default/4144056114449373723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kb-giselle-blog.blogspot.com/2008/05/nyanyanyanyai.html' title='Nyanyanyanya~~~~~~i!!'/><author><name>keiko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18327548259022455246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5958101101069165578.post-4435453676684813089</id><published>2008-05-22T23:39:00.006+09:00</published><updated>2008-05-28T09:34:28.704+09:00</updated><title type='text'>About Myself</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;I like music very much. I prefer to listen to music than singing music.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;When I was in high school, I always listen to Avril Lavigne’s songs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I love her so much! She is so cute! I sometime listen to her songs recently, too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;But now, my best singer is Miliyah Kato. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;She is the same age as me. I had been a concert of her. She writes her songs by herself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;She has a ability to write songs, too. I will go to her concert on June. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I am looking forward to see her very much! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;My hobby is watching ballet. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;It is not only stages, but also videos.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Have you ever watched ballet? I want to recommend you as a healing. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;When I am watching ballet, my mind is at peace. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Especially, I like “LA BAYADERE” performed by Paris Opera Ballet. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;It is so gorgeous!! When I watch the stage for the first time, I was struck dumb with astonishment.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;They were dancing so beautiful with great art. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I want to tell all people to this delight.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;(179 words)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5958101101069165578-4435453676684813089?l=kb-giselle-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kb-giselle-blog.blogspot.com/feeds/4435453676684813089/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5958101101069165578&amp;postID=4435453676684813089' title='0 件のコメント'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5958101101069165578/posts/default/4435453676684813089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5958101101069165578/posts/default/4435453676684813089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kb-giselle-blog.blogspot.com/2008/05/about-myself.html' title='About Myself'/><author><name>keiko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18327548259022455246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5958101101069165578.post-5449286309155141853</id><published>2008-05-18T23:55:00.008+09:00</published><updated>2008-06-16T00:43:40.718+09:00</updated><title type='text'>movie review ☆ CLOSE ZERO</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;I saw a movie in my home yesterday. The title is "close zero". &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;I have saw this movie in the theater before. My sister lent this DVD because I pushed this movie. So I saw this movie twice include yesterday.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;The story is based on a comic "worst" and "close". It is a kind of boy's comics. This story is almost fighting in Suzuran high school. There are only misconduct boys. They aim at the top of Suzuran high school.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;Main character is Genji. He gathers a lot of strong friends and aim to win a group of Tamao. Tamao was a strongest boy in this school. He was thought as top by other students. But Genji never gave up winning him. In the final scene, they were fighting in their school ground and Genji won. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;(142 words)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;This story appeared special manhood.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y8M_nEo8G5s/SDBDcciBclI/AAAAAAAAABM/zGjdgPmm-pU/s1600-h/bgnnuftk207672941-745018.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201731725587214930" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y8M_nEo8G5s/SDBDcciBclI/AAAAAAAAABM/zGjdgPmm-pU/s320/bgnnuftk207672941-745018.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y8M_nEo8G5s/SDBDcciBcmI/AAAAAAAAABU/Ye97IndqC6g/s1600-h/rdezcooi6049910-745856.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201731725587214946" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y8M_nEo8G5s/SDBDcciBcmI/AAAAAAAAABU/Ye97IndqC6g/s320/rdezcooi6049910-745856.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;☆☆TAMAO☆GENJI☆☆&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5958101101069165578-5449286309155141853?l=kb-giselle-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kb-giselle-blog.blogspot.com/feeds/5449286309155141853/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5958101101069165578&amp;postID=5449286309155141853' title='0 件のコメント'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5958101101069165578/posts/default/5449286309155141853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5958101101069165578/posts/default/5449286309155141853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kb-giselle-blog.blogspot.com/2008/05/movie-review-close-zero.html' title='movie review ☆ CLOSE ZERO'/><author><name>keiko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18327548259022455246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y8M_nEo8G5s/SDBDcciBclI/AAAAAAAAABM/zGjdgPmm-pU/s72-c/bgnnuftk207672941-745018.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5958101101069165578.post-1147281056238696166</id><published>2008-05-18T22:59:00.006+09:00</published><updated>2008-05-21T09:29:50.330+09:00</updated><title type='text'>answer</title><content type='html'>Is your sidebar organized and have your visited all of your classmates blogs at least once? If not, explain why, if so, give your impression.&lt;br /&gt;----I was absent &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;classes&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;continuity&lt;/span&gt; two weeks because of cold and I have no time.&lt;br /&gt;Have you labeled all your book reviews and essays?&lt;br /&gt;----Not yet.&lt;br /&gt;Does your blog include pictures and/or videos?&lt;br /&gt;----I labeled some pictures.&lt;br /&gt;What is your best post? Why? (please also link to it)&lt;br /&gt;----The World Of Golden Eggs. Because I wrote with sense of humor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://kb-giselle-blog.blogspot.com/2008/04/world-of-goloden-eggs.html"&gt;http://kb-giselle-blog.blogspot.com/2008/04/world-of-goloden-eggs.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is your best book review? Why? (please link to it)&lt;br /&gt;----Frog and Toad. Because this is my first book review.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://kb-giselle-blog.blogspot.com/2008/05/book-reviewfrog-and-toad.html"&gt;http://kb-giselle-blog.blogspot.com/2008/05/book-reviewfrog-and-toad.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What are the good points and bad points about this writing class?&lt;br /&gt;----It is good to be able to learn how to make own weblog. Bud &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;point&lt;/span&gt; is a assignment. It is difficult to use computer at any time.&lt;br /&gt;Have you done all your typing homework assignments? What do you think of these assignments?&lt;br /&gt;----I have not &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;finished&lt;/span&gt; yet. I can write these assignments in form. Too many things that I have to do.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5958101101069165578-1147281056238696166?l=kb-giselle-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kb-giselle-blog.blogspot.com/feeds/1147281056238696166/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5958101101069165578&amp;postID=1147281056238696166' title='0 件のコメント'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5958101101069165578/posts/default/1147281056238696166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5958101101069165578/posts/default/1147281056238696166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kb-giselle-blog.blogspot.com/2008/05/answer.html' title='answer'/><author><name>keiko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18327548259022455246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5958101101069165578.post-3096319925883422561</id><published>2008-05-06T23:11:00.003+09:00</published><updated>2008-06-20T11:37:40.109+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Sophomore☆</title><content type='html'>I went all my first classes. Some of my friends did not go classes on first week, but I went. Because I could not get many credits. I have to carry on this year. I will go America, and I want to get a teacher's license, so I may be busy this year. Depend upon it, I will not give it up.&lt;br /&gt;(62 words)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5958101101069165578-3096319925883422561?l=kb-giselle-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kb-giselle-blog.blogspot.com/feeds/3096319925883422561/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5958101101069165578&amp;postID=3096319925883422561' title='0 件のコメント'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5958101101069165578/posts/default/3096319925883422561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5958101101069165578/posts/default/3096319925883422561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kb-giselle-blog.blogspot.com/2008/05/sophomore.html' title='Sophomore☆'/><author><name>keiko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18327548259022455246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5958101101069165578.post-186459698924835943</id><published>2008-05-06T23:09:00.001+09:00</published><updated>2008-06-20T11:38:21.697+09:00</updated><title type='text'>My spring vacation</title><content type='html'>I will tell about my spring vacation. I went Kujyu Ski Resort with my campus friends. It was my first time to ski. But almost my friends have skied yet. So they tried snowboarding. I want to try snowboarding next time. By the way, the day when we went Kujyu, Kumamoto had the coldest day in this winter. We wondered at the cold. In addition, My car experienced a skip in the mountain path.&lt;br /&gt;(74 words)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5958101101069165578-186459698924835943?l=kb-giselle-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kb-giselle-blog.blogspot.com/feeds/186459698924835943/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5958101101069165578&amp;postID=186459698924835943' title='0 件のコメント'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5958101101069165578/posts/default/186459698924835943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5958101101069165578/posts/default/186459698924835943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kb-giselle-blog.blogspot.com/2008/05/my-spring-vacation.html' title='My spring vacation'/><author><name>keiko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18327548259022455246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5958101101069165578.post-1535797326571603774</id><published>2008-04-30T09:56:00.004+09:00</published><updated>2008-06-20T11:33:43.393+09:00</updated><title type='text'>TOGETHER SIYOUZE!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo" align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y8M_nEo8G5s/SBfDpZ2jw8I/AAAAAAAAAA8/307hvaED4wQ/s1600-h/200804231754000-764860.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194835811276932034" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y8M_nEo8G5s/SBfDpZ2jw8I/AAAAAAAAAA8/307hvaED4wQ/s320/200804231754000-764860.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo" align="center"&gt;I went a talk show of Ru Ooshiba with my friend, Kana. He is a TV performer. He uses strange words called "Ru go." It is vogu-word since last year. I could listen these words by his naked voice. We were excited about his words. We had a good time.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo" align="center"&gt;(50 words)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo" align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5958101101069165578-1535797326571603774?l=kb-giselle-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kb-giselle-blog.blogspot.com/feeds/1535797326571603774/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5958101101069165578&amp;postID=1535797326571603774' title='0 件のコメント'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5958101101069165578/posts/default/1535797326571603774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5958101101069165578/posts/default/1535797326571603774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kb-giselle-blog.blogspot.com/2008/04/i-went-talk-show-of-ru-ooshiba-with-my.html' title='TOGETHER SIYOUZE!!!!'/><author><name>keiko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18327548259022455246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y8M_nEo8G5s/SBfDpZ2jw8I/AAAAAAAAAA8/307hvaED4wQ/s72-c/200804231754000-764860.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5958101101069165578.post-3649258248862657341</id><published>2008-04-23T09:48:00.006+09:00</published><updated>2008-06-20T11:31:09.079+09:00</updated><title type='text'>The World of Goloden Eggs</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo" align="center"&gt;Recently, "The World of Golden Eggs" is so popular among young people. It is also popular among our friends. It has a lot of caracters in the story. It is composed of many episodes. We like "Episode 14, Coach." The episode is about an American football coach and players. They do workout with the strange exercise the coach made. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo" align="center"&gt;First, he says "Nec,nec,nec,nec,nec,nec,necessary,necessary, necessary, necessary." with this movement.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo" align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y8M_nEo8G5s/SA6HVp2jw6I/AAAAAAAAAAs/ORAagyiv-YE/s1600-h/l_GNmdW1raWH-700158.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192236226486453154" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y8M_nEo8G5s/SA6HVp2jw6I/AAAAAAAAAAs/ORAagyiv-YE/s320/l_GNmdW1raWH-700158.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo" align="center"&gt;The words are gradually changing. "Primary, primary, techno polis, MAEMAWARI,MAEMAWARI,WAGAHAIWA NEKONARI!!" Finally, he became a cat with this movement. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo" align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y8M_nEo8G5s/SA6HV52jw7I/AAAAAAAAAA0/fxjXWBV6EKU/s1600-h/l_F7mgYnHeCb-703783.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192236230781420466" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y8M_nEo8G5s/SA6HV52jw7I/AAAAAAAAAA0/fxjXWBV6EKU/s320/l_F7mgYnHeCb-703783.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo" align="center"&gt;In our friends, we offen imitate his exercise.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo" align="center"&gt;(100 words)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo" align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo" align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5958101101069165578-3649258248862657341?l=kb-giselle-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kb-giselle-blog.blogspot.com/feeds/3649258248862657341/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5958101101069165578&amp;postID=3649258248862657341' title='1 件のコメント'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5958101101069165578/posts/default/3649258248862657341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5958101101069165578/posts/default/3649258248862657341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kb-giselle-blog.blogspot.com/2008/04/world-of-goloden-eggs.html' title='The World of Goloden Eggs'/><author><name>keiko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18327548259022455246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y8M_nEo8G5s/SA6HVp2jw6I/AAAAAAAAAAs/ORAagyiv-YE/s72-c/l_GNmdW1raWH-700158.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5958101101069165578.post-7587544004155797607</id><published>2007-11-26T22:15:00.002+09:00</published><updated>2008-05-01T16:01:33.713+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Oguri Shun</title><content type='html'>I watched a movie today. The name of the movie is 'close zero.'This movie becomes the sequel of comics.The star is Shun Oguri who is a young popular actor.The chief character of the stories that he played is Genji.He played various prince character so far, but this bad position showed his talent enough.I wanted to watch his appearance movie more.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5958101101069165578-7587544004155797607?l=kb-giselle-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kb-giselle-blog.blogspot.com/feeds/7587544004155797607/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5958101101069165578&amp;postID=7587544004155797607' title='0 件のコメント'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5958101101069165578/posts/default/7587544004155797607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5958101101069165578/posts/default/7587544004155797607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kb-giselle-blog.blogspot.com/2007/11/i-watched-movie-today.html' title='Oguri Shun'/><author><name>keiko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18327548259022455246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5958101101069165578.post-8424426666011989017</id><published>2007-11-23T21:40:00.002+09:00</published><updated>2007-11-23T21:54:36.969+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Novenber 21th Blog</title><content type='html'>The older sister who lived in Fukuoka returned to Kumamoto today.&lt;br /&gt;She is 24 years old.&lt;br /&gt;Because she was learning ballet for many years, she works as an instructor of the ballet now.&lt;br /&gt;The reason why she returned this time is ill treatment.&lt;br /&gt; She does her best while fighting against stress of the work.&lt;br /&gt; We went to eat supper today because all the families gathered after a long absence.&lt;br /&gt;My family had various talks with a good friend together very much and enjoyed it. In addition, I want to go out with a family in this way.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5958101101069165578-8424426666011989017?l=kb-giselle-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kb-giselle-blog.blogspot.com/feeds/8424426666011989017/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5958101101069165578&amp;postID=8424426666011989017' title='0 件のコメント'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5958101101069165578/posts/default/8424426666011989017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5958101101069165578/posts/default/8424426666011989017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kb-giselle-blog.blogspot.com/2007/11/novenber-21th-blog_23.html' title='Novenber 21th Blog'/><author><name>keiko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18327548259022455246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5958101101069165578.post-3863658749111002635</id><published>2007-11-23T21:21:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2007-11-23T21:39:57.972+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Novenber 18th Blog</title><content type='html'>I watched a concert of the ballet.&lt;br /&gt;Because I loved ballet, I looked forward to this day very much.&lt;br /&gt;The Kumamoto ballet school performs 'The Nutcracker' publicly every year in this season.&lt;br /&gt;Because my younger sister appeared, I was tense very much.&lt;br /&gt;I spent very splendid time. It is over and I feel onely now. I look forward to the next year.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5958101101069165578-3863658749111002635?l=kb-giselle-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kb-giselle-blog.blogspot.com/feeds/3863658749111002635/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5958101101069165578&amp;postID=3863658749111002635' title='0 件のコメント'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5958101101069165578/posts/default/3863658749111002635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5958101101069165578/posts/default/3863658749111002635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kb-giselle-blog.blogspot.com/2007/11/novenber-18th-blog.html' title='Novenber 18th Blog'/><author><name>keiko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18327548259022455246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5958101101069165578.post-5670843945494879282</id><published>2007-11-15T15:36:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2007-11-23T21:56:56.856+09:00</updated><title type='text'>New Fall Classwork</title><content type='html'>I have seventeen classes on fall classwork.&lt;br /&gt;I think that I don't have more classes than other students. Because I had a lot of classes on spring classwork. Maby my class timetable is unbalance. I take course for teaching profession and I have three classes about teaching course on my fall classwork.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5958101101069165578-5670843945494879282?l=kb-giselle-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kb-giselle-blog.blogspot.com/feeds/5670843945494879282/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5958101101069165578&amp;postID=5670843945494879282' title='0 件のコメント'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5958101101069165578/posts/default/5670843945494879282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5958101101069165578/posts/default/5670843945494879282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kb-giselle-blog.blogspot.com/2007/11/new-fall-classwork.html' title='New Fall Classwork'/><author><name>keiko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18327548259022455246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5958101101069165578.post-1725145301463760273</id><published>2007-07-08T21:32:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2007-07-12T15:50:14.939+09:00</updated><title type='text'>July 8th Blog</title><content type='html'>I worked part-time job all time today.&lt;br /&gt;I have a lot of reports on this week.&lt;br /&gt;I have to do them tonight.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5958101101069165578-1725145301463760273?l=kb-giselle-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kb-giselle-blog.blogspot.com/feeds/1725145301463760273/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5958101101069165578&amp;postID=1725145301463760273' title='0 件のコメント'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5958101101069165578/posts/default/1725145301463760273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5958101101069165578/posts/default/1725145301463760273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kb-giselle-blog.blogspot.com/2007/07/july-8th-blog.html' title='July 8th Blog'/><author><name>keiko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18327548259022455246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5958101101069165578.post-8455198272605836760</id><published>2007-07-05T16:00:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2007-07-05T16:05:18.456+09:00</updated><title type='text'>classes I had today</title><content type='html'>I have three English classes today.&lt;br /&gt;It is little hard to me.&lt;br /&gt;But I know that these classes are important to me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5958101101069165578-8455198272605836760?l=kb-giselle-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kb-giselle-blog.blogspot.com/feeds/8455198272605836760/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5958101101069165578&amp;postID=8455198272605836760' title='0 件のコメント'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5958101101069165578/posts/default/8455198272605836760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5958101101069165578/posts/default/8455198272605836760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kb-giselle-blog.blogspot.com/2007/07/classes-i-had-today.html' title='classes I had today'/><author><name>keiko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18327548259022455246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5958101101069165578.post-2280657873532522904</id><published>2007-07-02T00:24:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2007-07-02T00:30:47.144+09:00</updated><title type='text'>My favorite break fast</title><content type='html'>I like cereal.&lt;br /&gt;I often eat some breads and drink coffee.I can't eat a lot in the morning.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5958101101069165578-2280657873532522904?l=kb-giselle-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kb-giselle-blog.blogspot.com/feeds/2280657873532522904/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5958101101069165578&amp;postID=2280657873532522904' title='0 件のコメント'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5958101101069165578/posts/default/2280657873532522904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5958101101069165578/posts/default/2280657873532522904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kb-giselle-blog.blogspot.com/2007/07/my-favorite-break-fast.html' title='My favorite break fast'/><author><name>keiko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18327548259022455246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5958101101069165578.post-2494052806991967385</id><published>2007-07-02T00:08:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2007-07-02T00:36:15.286+09:00</updated><title type='text'>the most unusual food I have ever eaten</title><content type='html'>I ate kangaroo in Australia.This is my unusual experience.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5958101101069165578-2494052806991967385?l=kb-giselle-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kb-giselle-blog.blogspot.com/feeds/2494052806991967385/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5958101101069165578&amp;postID=2494052806991967385' title='0 件のコメント'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5958101101069165578/posts/default/2494052806991967385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5958101101069165578/posts/default/2494052806991967385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kb-giselle-blog.blogspot.com/2007/07/most-unusual-food-i-have-ever-eaten.html' title='the most unusual food I have ever eaten'/><author><name>keiko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18327548259022455246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5958101101069165578.post-7841488303707941782</id><published>2007-06-28T15:53:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2007-07-02T00:44:55.346+09:00</updated><title type='text'>My Favorite Food</title><content type='html'>I like to eat fried potato and fried chicken.I like to eat &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;chocolate. I like to eat pasta.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;・・・・I love every foods!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5958101101069165578-7841488303707941782?l=kb-giselle-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kb-giselle-blog.blogspot.com/feeds/7841488303707941782/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5958101101069165578&amp;postID=7841488303707941782' title='0 件のコメント'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5958101101069165578/posts/default/7841488303707941782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5958101101069165578/posts/default/7841488303707941782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kb-giselle-blog.blogspot.com/2007/06/my-favorite-food.html' title='My Favorite Food'/><author><name>keiko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18327548259022455246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5958101101069165578.post-1350396449942125384</id><published>2007-06-24T13:22:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2007-07-02T00:39:20.348+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Examination</title><content type='html'>We have many examination in thissemester.&lt;br /&gt;I have to rest my part-time job and to study hard.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5958101101069165578-1350396449942125384?l=kb-giselle-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kb-giselle-blog.blogspot.com/feeds/1350396449942125384/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5958101101069165578&amp;postID=1350396449942125384' title='0 件のコメント'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5958101101069165578/posts/default/1350396449942125384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5958101101069165578/posts/default/1350396449942125384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kb-giselle-blog.blogspot.com/2007/06/examination.html' title='Examination'/><author><name>keiko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18327548259022455246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5958101101069165578.post-8882428108820376698</id><published>2007-06-21T14:54:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2007-06-21T15:03:27.740+09:00</updated><title type='text'>June 21th blog</title><content type='html'>==Rainy Season==&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't like this season. The rainy day, I have a headache.&lt;br /&gt;I can't go to school by bike in the heavy rain. I have to go on foot.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway,I hate rain!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5958101101069165578-8882428108820376698?l=kb-giselle-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kb-giselle-blog.blogspot.com/feeds/8882428108820376698/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5958101101069165578&amp;postID=8882428108820376698' title='0 件のコメント'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5958101101069165578/posts/default/8882428108820376698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5958101101069165578/posts/default/8882428108820376698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kb-giselle-blog.blogspot.com/2007/06/june-21th-blog.html' title='June 21th blog'/><author><name>keiko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18327548259022455246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5958101101069165578.post-8739719058522156874</id><published>2007-06-14T11:37:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2007-06-14T11:48:22.898+09:00</updated><title type='text'>June 12th blog</title><content type='html'>I did a group homework of speaking class today.&lt;br /&gt;We had to use a video camera for the report, so it takes long time to finish.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5958101101069165578-8739719058522156874?l=kb-giselle-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kb-giselle-blog.blogspot.com/feeds/8739719058522156874/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5958101101069165578&amp;postID=8739719058522156874' title='0 件のコメント'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5958101101069165578/posts/default/8739719058522156874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5958101101069165578/posts/default/8739719058522156874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kb-giselle-blog.blogspot.com/2007/06/june-12th-blog.html' title='June 12th blog'/><author><name>keiko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18327548259022455246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5958101101069165578.post-4472487130607097279</id><published>2007-06-14T11:30:00.001+09:00</published><updated>2007-06-14T11:36:39.619+09:00</updated><title type='text'>June 10th Blog</title><content type='html'>I saw a concert of dance today.　Because　my friend is practise dancing.&lt;br /&gt;I had a good time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5958101101069165578-4472487130607097279?l=kb-giselle-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kb-giselle-blog.blogspot.com/feeds/4472487130607097279/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5958101101069165578&amp;postID=4472487130607097279' title='0 件のコメント'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5958101101069165578/posts/default/4472487130607097279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5958101101069165578/posts/default/4472487130607097279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kb-giselle-blog.blogspot.com/2007/06/june-10th-blog.html' title='June 10th Blog'/><author><name>keiko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18327548259022455246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5958101101069165578.post-4311187718751242471</id><published>2007-06-14T11:30:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2007-06-14T16:08:28.009+09:00</updated><title type='text'>In memoy of Shotaro</title><content type='html'>I got known with him 2days before he died.&lt;br /&gt;He was very kindness.&lt;br /&gt;I appeared a magazine in my part-time job's propaganda.&lt;br /&gt;He saw the magazine and said to me "I saw the magazine!I will go to your shop someday".&lt;br /&gt;I liked him. I like him very much now,too.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5958101101069165578-4311187718751242471?l=kb-giselle-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kb-giselle-blog.blogspot.com/feeds/4311187718751242471/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5958101101069165578&amp;postID=4311187718751242471' title='0 件のコメント'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5958101101069165578/posts/default/4311187718751242471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5958101101069165578/posts/default/4311187718751242471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kb-giselle-blog.blogspot.com/2007/06/june.html' title='In memoy of Shotaro'/><author><name>keiko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18327548259022455246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5958101101069165578.post-4608185704437075126</id><published>2007-06-09T11:21:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2007-06-09T11:40:34.963+09:00</updated><title type='text'>June 9th blog</title><content type='html'>I went to school to support a  basketball bame today.&lt;br /&gt;Because my team was only a girl, I invited the boy who was my friend with a helper.&lt;br /&gt;I had to go to the part-time job, so I couldn't participate afternoon game.&lt;br /&gt;I want to know the result.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5958101101069165578-4608185704437075126?l=kb-giselle-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kb-giselle-blog.blogspot.com/feeds/4608185704437075126/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5958101101069165578&amp;postID=4608185704437075126' title='0 件のコメント'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5958101101069165578/posts/default/4608185704437075126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5958101101069165578/posts/default/4608185704437075126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kb-giselle-blog.blogspot.com/2007/06/june-9th-blog.html' title='June 9th blog'/><author><name>keiko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18327548259022455246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5958101101069165578.post-8892387680676027291</id><published>2007-06-07T15:57:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2007-06-07T16:06:50.638+09:00</updated><title type='text'>June 7th blog</title><content type='html'>I work part-time, and a name of the company is TAPIKING.&lt;br /&gt;I do blog in a homepage of TAPIKING, too.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5958101101069165578-8892387680676027291?l=kb-giselle-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kb-giselle-blog.blogspot.com/feeds/8892387680676027291/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5958101101069165578&amp;postID=8892387680676027291' title='0 件のコメント'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5958101101069165578/posts/default/8892387680676027291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5958101101069165578/posts/default/8892387680676027291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kb-giselle-blog.blogspot.com/2007/06/june-7th-blog.html' title='June 7th blog'/><author><name>keiko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18327548259022455246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5958101101069165578.post-9181464792933972203</id><published>2007-06-07T12:22:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2007-06-07T12:32:46.457+09:00</updated><title type='text'>June 5th blog</title><content type='html'>By activity of my　club, I did flower arrangement today.&lt;br /&gt;This theme is a betrothal present.&lt;br /&gt;Of tradition to arrange it at the time of betrothal present from old days grow, and there seems to be one.&lt;br /&gt;Though it was difficult to be the first experience, I was able to spend it very happily.&lt;br /&gt;I look forward to the next time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5958101101069165578-9181464792933972203?l=kb-giselle-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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