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Is there a favorite post you miss and cannot find? Now, there is a search bar on the right of the posts. I tried it and it seems to work fairly well. Kenna and I were playing with Legos this morning. Tiny bricks in plastic bags were ( and still are ) spread all over the floor. I'm glad we have the time for Legos because we are on winter break and there is no school. Kenna is building a medieval

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Merry Christmas! Happy Holidays! The Tintin movie is coming out soon, and, in preparation, Kenna is reading all of the Tintin comic books. She enjoys Tintin and the Picaros, while my personal favorite is Red Rackham's Treasure. The fumbling Thompson twins are enjoyable, and one may think that Professor Calculus's mishearing is a one-time joke, but really, the humor is fairly constant whenever you

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I, for one, like spy stories. These spies always have neat gadgets, always get away just in time, and always have elaborate back-stories. The spy cars inside of Cars 2 certainly meet all of these expectations, and the effects are marvelous, seeing as how this an animated movie. The water in the opening scene looks real, and the explosions are not to be missed, if you like that sort of stuff. Read

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This blog's new Puzzle Central will have puzzles, but I need a puzzle from a reader to put in. (I will give credit.) To access it, go to the top of the blog, just below the title section. There is a bar across the top of the page. Click "Puzzle Central."

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I have an urge to write a play. After all, my summer camp I am currently attending involves plays. We're performing tomorrow, and I'm excited! In other news, Blogger has a new look. If you create a blog, you already have one, or you have administrator privileges on one, you can see it. It may take me a little while to get used to it, though. I've been thinking of riddles I've read. If you have

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Hello. I haven't posted anything in a while. But the biggest news is that I'm going into 6th grade, which means I have to get used to a whole new school and a new type of schedule (different teachers for almost every subject). Anyway, my family went to Mendocino Woodlands and stayed in wooden cabins. We had to light fires for warmth. It was pretty fun. If you like any one of the three templates

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Learn more about this project This project is made with Scratch, which you can learn about on its website. It's about a poor circle that has lost its E and has to find it. Use the arrow keys to move. Can you finish it?

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Dr. Ferbergerral had a new type of bacteria. Every minute, the bacteria in the tray would split in two, creating two new bacterias. Dr. Ferbergerral went out for lunch at twelve o'clock PM. He was a very precise man. At one o'clock PM, he checked back on the bacteria and got a real shock. "Oh, no!" he exclaimed. "The tray is full of bacteria!" At what time was the tray half full? Post your answer

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Some stuffed toys are really fun to play with. Some aren't. Kenna, my sister, and I both know that our stuffed toy harp seal pup, dubbed a "big fish" because of its resemblance to the fish, falls into the former category. The big fish is cute, and it provides a starting point for many interesting stories. Kenna and I also have a joke about this toy, so playing with it is quite fun. Here's a

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After a long while, I'm back with an new post. First, I want to draw your attention to some changes I made to this blog. The theme, including the background is new. Some of the elements on the sidebar have been rearranged. For me, the big tests of the year are over. It should be a relief, and it is for most people in my class, but to me, it just means more homework and less fun art projects. The

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I know, I know. It's been a while since I've posted anything. So I just want to draw your attention to the new look of my blog. I just changed it because I was bored of the regular look. It's a possibility that I will change this blog up regularly. Also, I will add some more new stuff and take advantage of Blogger's awesome features.I just came from an overnight camping trip. I slept in a cabin

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2010 is almost over, and it's time for my yearly "Best of..." post. 2010 was a good year. I started 5th grade and got the hoped-for teacher, and I had a great 10th birthday party. So I'm starting with... Best Technology of 2010 That app for the IPad where you sing into the microphone and it can tell what pitch you sing at. That is so cool! This was a hard choice, not because there was so much

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I once saw a beautiful video at a science museum and have been searching for it ever since. Now, on 10/10/10, my parents inspired me to search for it using Google. You can watch it here.

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I wanted to try out a new location thingy I found while I was posting. You can do it, too, by making Blogger in Draft your default dashboard.

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Have you read my other blog?

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Kenna and I play this game a lot. Try it with a friend. Think of a color. Don't tell your friend. Tell your friend to try to think of the color when you do this to her.  Hold your friend's hands tightly with both hands. If you want to close your eyes, you can. Think as hard as you can of your color. If your eyes are open, you might want to look at something that has that color on it. If your

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Friends in Room 304 By Nory Klop-Packel No one has ever heard The song of wind whistling through the labyrinth of branches No one has ever seen The black bird cutting through the cold night air No one has ever felt The soft touch of a warm blanket No one cried When the snail room 101 kept as a class pet was washed away by the river currents No one helped out When the art supplies spilled

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For many of us, it is the start of a new school or a new grade. My own little sister, Kenna, has just experienced Berkeley Arts Magnet for the first time. I have been going there for three years. Obviously, then, this is my fourth. This has been my first day* with Ms. Govil, a teacher for whom this will be the third year of BAM (Berkeley Arts Magnet) for. Though it might seem strange, I am a (new

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Press space to start and use the arrow keys to move. Learn more about this project

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On Friday, my family went to Mendocino. We'd been going there for 3 years, so this was the fourth trip.On the way, it was long, boring, and positively horrifying. Luckily, it all payed off when we got there.When getting out of the car, my legs were shaky, since I had been sitting for about the last half hour. But, in a matter of minutes, the feeling wore off. I walked up the path with my family

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When the night is slipping by like a slippery fish in your hands,And it's already halfway gone,You can sit up in bed, awake, and listen,Watching the streetlamps turn on and off, on and off,Waiting for the seven noises of ringing bells,But when you hear them,Get up, get dressed,But always rememberThe time you spent awake, in bed,Waiting for the seven noises of ringing bells.NOTE: This poem and a

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I'm sitting on the steps, waiting for something to do,Or maybe for a best friend.And a girl comes up to me, one with dark brown hair and a pink sweater.She's the kind that will be the best of your best friends, I can tell."Let's play," she tells me.I wonder, how does she know? But I agree.She takes my hand. I stand up.We're ready for adventure."Let's go," my newfound friend tells me.I want to ask

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Happy Square Day! **It's Square Day because the date is 3/3/09. And 3 times 3 = 09. *More math days:Pi Day, where the date is the first digits of pi (3.14159....)... on the day six years after Friday the 14th.Any more? If you have an idea of another math day, you can comment on this post.* Next Square Day is on 4/4/16.** The math day names have been highlighted so you can find them easily.

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Happy New Year!!!!!!The Funniest of 2008:Robin: "Don't put stuff on it to make you not like it."One night, Kenna put stuff on her bread. She didn't eat much of it. The next night, Robin used this statement to warn Kenna.The Best of 2008:Playing The Enormous Crocodile in The Enormous Crocodile. (Click here for performance videos.)

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The day has come for me to praiseThe sister: She's been with me for days.Her name is Kenna, and she's quite nice.Sometimes she says, "Once, twice, thrice, rice."We play every day, and some days we playA game called Sweet Little Baby Days.I know I love Kenna, and that she loves me.We show this by being nice, not just mean.The time is over, now I have praisedThe sister who's been with me for days.

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Here is a video of the performance of The Enormous Crocodile(in two parts), performed by the New School Players.Part one...And here is the second part...(At the end there are credits, so you can tell who is who).

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Part IABCDEFG,Oh, I wish I could be me!HIJKLMNOP,Never mind, this thing is free!QRS,TUV,That's the same as ABC!WXHY and Z,ABCDLMNOP!Part IINothing rhymes with you and me,So, this time, it's 1 to 3!Part III123,123,Come and meet me at the tree!ABC, VAG,You just like my 33!Tenna climbs, she climbs a tree,She just loves my 7 3!Part IVStamp here, stamp there,Stamping, stamping everywhere!Ouch! A bee

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Oh, I wish thatode would appearout of thin air.Oh, how I like the word ode.No one has everwritten a poemto praise the word ode before.So now, when I dopeople will see the importanceof the word ode.If you pick up a pento write a poemand you don't know whatto write it aboutthinkof the word ode.

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Do you want to see something new? If so, click here.

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Kenna has been very interested in Clementine lately. I made a link here so you can see what we both saw just now. This will also be appearing on Kenna's Crystal Coming soon to both Nory's Stories and Kenna's Crystal:a story about Kenna Cat Bup!

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Today, in third (3rd) grade, we were doing an art project that involved taking our heads (in the photo) and finding them a new body and background. I was finished a bit early, so I decided to read.Now, I have two books in my desk. One of them is a scary stories book. I had finished the first book, so I started reading a scary stories book. I wasn't paying paying much attention to the story, until

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Are you a fan of Nory's Daily News and want to let the contributors know that? Do you wish that people could know that you are a fan of this blog? Well, you can do it!Find the link to follow my blog.

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When we went to Lake Temiscal (Monday, August 25), we were looking up at the telephone wire. And guess whatwe saw? We saw a lot of birds sitting on there! I watched them for a while and when we were getting ready to leave, I said they were one of my favorite parts of the day.

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Kenna needs a place to hide her moneys. So she walks upstairs and gets her stuffed spider, Aragog and puts her moneys in the crack in him. When Robin comes to sew Aragog up, Kenna shouts,"No! There is a special rice in there! I need to save it!" So she dumps all the rice and moneys out and gets her moneys. Then she searches in the rice pile to find a rice she painted when she was little. And her

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GeometryNoOxypieOxypieYo!DoABabyShow.

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If you heard about the poll on my other blog, read the story with the winning title!Coming soon: Bee's FlowerLatest Post: Leaf DaysOldest post: The Cat on The RockRead and comment! Nory's Stories

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If you want to see a special place,Go to the rock placeAnd dig down very deep until you cometo a place where two tunnels meetAnd you take the one to the leftLook at the two placesDecide which one you like betterGo in thereAnd you will have foundThe specialist placein the world.

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Have you been looking at my new blog and have you been waiting for the third part of A New House For an Ant? Well, I just wrote it! Here 's a link so you can visit my other, newer blog: Nory's Stories .

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WHO VOTED FOR HERMIONE?(NOT INCLUDING KENNA AND SHELLEY)IF YOU DON'T TELL ME, I'LL BE ANNOYED!COMMENT ON THIS POST IF YOU DID IT.

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Here's some news: I have a new blog! Comment here/on my new blog if you like my new blog! If you want to visit it, here it is: Nory's Stories!

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Here's another story I wrote when I was little:This guy never came.He is stuck onto his mommy.She has the watch.He takes it from her.Then he gives it back.

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This is a collection of photos:From top: Kenna, Kyle andme, the last day of school,one like the one on top,Me at the hotel we were staying at,Kenna eating.

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Here is a story I wrote when I was little:Once upon a time,a cow jumped away.She was a colorful cow.She was wishing.It was a messy wish.You won't like it.The world became splocy (splotchy).That was her wish.Look for other posts with a matching label.

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The day had come for flowers toMake changes not only to the old but to the new.The classroom was loud, but the teacher was quiet,All the flower students were making a riot.There was a rainbow outside, and that meant good luck,Because one 0f the students saw a rare duck.The day turned out fun, because in art,The project was to make a clay heart.And that was the end of a great day,"I hope we have

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Zeke and Mr. Sugerman came to my house one night. Zeke was pretend-chasing Kenna andmy baby doll, Helena.Then Zeke got a notebook. He turned immediately to a page thatsaid: HELENA Cute babyThat's kind of amazing: Zeke immediately turning to the page of the baby he was chasing!

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This is something Shelley ( my mom ) told me:One cat has nine tails.Proof: No cat has eight tails. One cat has one more tail than no cats. Therefore,One cat has nine tails.

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My sister, Kenna is so very nice.And sometimes I like to play with her.She makes Sylvia flip once, twice, thrice, riceAnd when she does that, I laugh with her.I look around and she talks to meAt night when we're in bedAnd then I answer her questions, and she"Does not talk to me anymore that day," I said.Cute babies here, cute babies thereCute babies all around usWhy are we doing this ? To play

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His mommy said noBut the ant ateA whole berry.He was hungry after that.His mommy said noBut the ant ateTwo whole berries.He becameEven hungrier.At nightThe ant sneaked out of bed.He ate three whole berries.He became a fairy-antAnd flew away.

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Always climbingNever stoppingTired with all that workClimbing upLifting herself upImages appear in her mind of the topMinding the climbBringing foodIn my fireplaceNow she reaches the topGreat job!

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In the mornings, we waitfor everyone to arrive, and thenwe go. Whenwe get there,we start to playand do stuff.In the afternoons, we startto pack up and goback. If it's Thursdaythen it's a long timeuntil my mom picks me up.In the evenings, wehave dinner.My moms ask me, "Howwas the day?"And I tell themthe daily report.

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Table of Contents Chapter 1: The Last Day of School Chapter 2: Summer Camp List Chapter 3: A New Poem Chapter 1: The Last Day of SchoolThe last day of school was both fun and sad. We had a big party and Kenna's preschool had a potluck.

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Characters:Writer(w)Scientist(s)Talking Baby (t b)3rd grade teacher(3 g t)student/s(t , except for only one student. That is 1t.)(Students are writing. Scientist, writer and t b walk in. 3 g t, who has been writing on the board, announcesto t, "They are here, class!")s: Today we are going to study comparing. First we will learn about Venn Diagrams.(One student raises her hand).1t: What is a Venn

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My moms are so nice!On weekends, sometimes, one of them takes me to the park.They take me to the library to pick out books.How nice they are I cannot say.Every night they read me stories.Running to first base they cheer me on.Happy Mother's Day!

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I just came back from Rosi's birthday party. When I was there, I was playing with some other kids. I told themthat when they heard the sound of the moon, the wolves would come out. They kept pretending they heard thesound of the moon. I did too. I thought it was a fun game. The kids seemed to, too, but then they started leaving the game. I was sad until it was time to go home.

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On Monday, Kenna, Robin and I went to Shelley's work in San Francisco. First we visited the building she worksin. We met some people. Shelley let me have a little photo book and then she let us pick treats. Shelley let ushave two treats each: one from a bowl and the other from a store. I picked a chocolate chip cookie when it wastime for us to pick treats from the store. After that, Robin, Kenna

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Butterflies are calmExcept for when there's peopleIn their habitatThis is the poem I wrote for homework one day. Everyone in my class had three choices: haiku, math worksheet, or both. I chose both.The math worksheet was about algebra, which is what we were studying.

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Flying in the air ,And around a bush, and now,Flying all around!

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If you would like to understand this post completely and you didn't read the previous post, read it.Before I went to Ariana's party, we went to see sea lions. Before we went to see them, we saw something that wecould go on. Elina, Elina's little brother, Kenna, Ariana and I went on a thing that spun if you turned the wheel.We all had a turn to spin it. When we went to see the sea lions, I bought

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Here is some good news:One of my friends is having a birthday! She is turning 8. My family and I are going to a restaurant. The restaurant we are going to is where my friend is celebrating her birthday. I am really excited!

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Went to the beachPicked up a rockThrew it in the waterAin't got it no moreAin't got it no moreElina's Blog: Elina's News

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The spot on the dotIs like the dot on the spotBut,If the spot on the dotIs not like the dot on the spotThen,The spot on the dotIs notA spot on a dot

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Having a blog is hard work, because: 1. I have to keep checking when one of my moms tells me I've got a comment. 2.It takes me a long time to write a post.But having a blog can be really fun!

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You might have read the previous post. If you have, continue reading. If not, read it.Here is how to play the baby game:set up: get all the things you want to use. Find a nice, clear place to play. Design a soft part for the baby room.Put baby stuff in that area. Make up your own rules.starting: gather a group of people you would like to play with together. Tell them the rules you made up.

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Anna always likes to play games with me in my imagination because she is just a baby doll. She loves seeing me after I come home from school. Then we start playing. Anna's favorite game isBaby School.In the game,Anna is my sister's baby and a baby named Malfoy is mine.This is a fungame.For more information,look for posts that have a matching label.

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You knew about a thingbut you didn't sayit you weretoo afraidand someday youwouldn't be...afraid of sucha silly thing.

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A small placewith prettylampsoverheadthere is a wovenbasket with rolls in itan exciting scenewith somethingto do afterI leave the scene.

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Babies laughing, jumping, playingAlways listening to their momBabies twirling, cutting, frayingNever stopping on Baby.comAlways listening to their momAlways waiting for the sun to riseNever stopping on Baby.comBabies count their money, babies miseAlways waiting for the sun to riseThen the babies screamBabies count their money, babies miseAfter that, they eat cream!Then the babies screamBabies

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Easter is coming up. So here are some possibilities of hiding easter eggs:behind a big bush;in a tree;somewhere around the house;in an empty flower pot;or in some dirt.Have fun looking for easter eggs!

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I think mostly about thingsYou don't think about.Mostly you don't understandAll about me.You never will.Mostly.

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I just set up a shop you can come to if you come to if you come to my house in Berkeley, California. It is calledNory's Embellished Stationary.

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The high-in-the-sky rainbowdoes nothing perfectit just waits there quietly.This is a semi-haiku: it is the same as a haiku, but the syllables are different: seven, five seven.(Or some other sum that adds up to nineteen).

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A baby at school almost really missedThe most important lesson of all bySomeone who had a slash fire and kissedA very interesting normal lie.A few kids came in to say their sorryThey saw her madly to their dismay thereThey said to their teacher,"oh Linn, sorry;We just needed to get an extra; here".The teacher almost actually knew themShe grew as mad as an angry wizardShe said, "get out of here

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So many babies lie around cryingNo one can ever make them happierIt must be from the rainy-day fryingTo make each one tree so much sappier.The rain stops and the rainy-day fryingIs used by no one , exept for their momEach baby has it's own gift of cryingAnd each of them takes a part in Dot Com.Louna is their mom,Hando is their dadThey can close up a tree branch that is fitThey don't teach

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I am in Ms. Lipman's First Grade class at school. I like being there and nowhere else because we do fun projects here. We have everything we need, even a directory! Once I had to look in there to find someone's adress to send a letter to them. I like looking in the directory.

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My two best friends at school are named Sara and Elina. I like to play with them at recess. We play fun games. We play such fun games, I don't like when the bell rings! I used to not like Sara becuase of her class. But now I do! This way I always look forward to recess on a school day. I also like sitting next to Elina at lunch. For a reason I can't sit next to Sara at lunch, but I can play with

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