<?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-8252450</id><updated>2011-04-21T14:26:37.580-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pounce</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pounce-a-roo.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8252450/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pounce-a-roo.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Ashley Munns</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12760253865952316799</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>37</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8252450.post-111697926492236608</id><published>2005-05-24T16:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-25T14:40:52.960-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Arlene Wakefield Munns</title><content type='html'>We have to do a revolutionary Figure in english so I decided to talk about my. It is Arlene Wakefield Munns my grandma. What is below are just different things about her life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Born on April 1, 1927&lt;br /&gt;Grew up in Grouse Creek, Utah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She had 3 brothers:&lt;br /&gt;Burdell&lt;br /&gt;Dick&lt;br /&gt;Bob&lt;br /&gt;And 1 sister&lt;br /&gt;Fay&lt;br /&gt;As a family they enjoyed.&lt;br /&gt;HAVING A GOOD TIME&lt;br /&gt;ENJOYED MANY TYPES OF MUSIC&lt;br /&gt;THEY ALSO LOVED TO HAVE PICNICS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Schooling&lt;br /&gt;Grandma loved school she attend up to tenth grade in Grouse Creek.&lt;br /&gt;Her favorite subject was history, specially of the United States.&lt;br /&gt;She was not a straight A student, but still did very well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hobbies&lt;br /&gt;Gardening&lt;br /&gt;Croching&lt;br /&gt;Reading&lt;br /&gt;Playing the Accordion&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Favorite Songs&lt;br /&gt;Count Your Many Blessings&lt;br /&gt;Praise to the Man&lt;br /&gt;Beautiful Iowa&lt;br /&gt;Red Sails in the Sunset&lt;br /&gt;It is not Secret&lt;br /&gt;Down the River of Golden Dreams&lt;br /&gt;Let the Rest of the World go By&lt;br /&gt;It Had to be You&lt;br /&gt;Side; Side; Side&lt;br /&gt;Night Time in Nevada&lt;br /&gt;My Happiness&lt;br /&gt;Until We Meet Again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Favorites&lt;br /&gt;Flower: Sweet Peas&lt;br /&gt;Color: Lavender or Blue&lt;br /&gt;Fruit: Apricot&lt;br /&gt;Vegetable: Peas&lt;br /&gt;Animal: Dog&lt;br /&gt;Book: Man of the Forest, and Anne of Green Gables&lt;br /&gt;Movie: White Christmas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unique Story&lt;br /&gt;When she was a Junior in High School she moved to Tremonton with her grandparents for they did not offer past tenth grade where she was going to school. When she moved to Tremonton this was the first time in her life she had electricity, show houses, restaurants, and running water.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Major Changes in Her Life&lt;br /&gt;She says she had only one major change in her life, and that was marrying my grandpa, Francis Rohland Munns. On Jan 26, 1946.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why She is revolutionary to Me&lt;br /&gt;She is always so nice, and taught me so many things about life. She also knows so many little tippets to make life easier ( like where to keep your bananas so they last longer). She also has the most amazing musical talent you have ever seen, and is always willing to share it. She also always writes me letters, they are long letters like people use to write, and are so detailed. We probably have her life history just from all her letters.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8252450-111697926492236608?l=pounce-a-roo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pounce-a-roo.blogspot.com/feeds/111697926492236608/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8252450&amp;postID=111697926492236608' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8252450/posts/default/111697926492236608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8252450/posts/default/111697926492236608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pounce-a-roo.blogspot.com/2005/05/arlene-wakefield-munns.html' title='Arlene Wakefield Munns'/><author><name>Ashley Munns</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12760253865952316799</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-8252450.post-111671644861170679</id><published>2005-05-21T15:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-21T16:00:48.620-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Clark Planetarium</title><content type='html'>On Friday I got to go the Clark Planetarium for my science term project. It was lots of fun to go to the show, and watch it on their big bubble theater.  The exhibits were also fun to look at.  I think it is very important for us to learn about what is beyond our earth so here our my notes I took on the planetarium.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Notes from Clark Planetarium&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Movie: Night Vision&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;·        We are limited what we can see in the sky.&lt;br /&gt;·        Many stars appear blurred because of light pollution.&lt;br /&gt;·        The big dipper is not a constellation.&lt;br /&gt;·        The big dipper is a excellent guide to find other constellations both in the Northern, and Southern hemisphere.&lt;br /&gt;·        The North Star is not the brightest start.&lt;br /&gt;·        Another name for the North Star is Polaris.&lt;br /&gt;·        The North Star is famous for is only a few degrees of true north.&lt;br /&gt;·        Constellations usually don’t look like what they are named for.&lt;br /&gt;o       The Queen of Ethiopia looks like a disfigured shape.&lt;br /&gt;o       The little dipper and the little bear are the exact same thing.&lt;br /&gt;·        Qutoris are the brightest star in the constellation.&lt;br /&gt;·        The Cancer of Crab is a very famous constellation of stars, but does not have very bright stars.&lt;br /&gt;·        Elliptic is the path the planets take while rotating.&lt;br /&gt;·        Jupiter is the constellation of Vogo.&lt;br /&gt;·        Jupiter is so large that you could fit 1000 earths inside it.&lt;br /&gt;·        Jupiter also has the most moons then any other planet, with more than 60 that we know of.&lt;br /&gt;·        Nebulas are large clouds where stars are born and die.&lt;br /&gt;·        We have never been outside our galaxy.&lt;br /&gt;·        Our galaxy is 100,000 light years from side to side.&lt;br /&gt;·        Mars is being explored with robots called “a spirit of hope”.&lt;br /&gt;·        Mars is the only planet you can see physical features with the naked eye.&lt;br /&gt;·        The milky way has over 1,000,000 billion stars.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Displays:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apollo 17 the last manned voyage to the moon.&lt;br /&gt;Mercury&lt;br /&gt;1 day is equal to 176 earth days.&lt;br /&gt;Temperature variations can go from 797 F to –279 F.&lt;br /&gt;The sun sometimes will rise twice on one day, due to the slow rotation.&lt;br /&gt;It also has no natural moons.&lt;br /&gt;Venus&lt;br /&gt;The sun rises in the west and sets in the east.&lt;br /&gt;The atmosphere is made up of mostly carbon-dixide.&lt;br /&gt;Mars&lt;br /&gt;Olympus Mons is the tallest mountain in our solar system.&lt;br /&gt;In 2002 the orbiting “Mars Odyssey” spacecraft reveled evidence that there may be fresh water.&lt;br /&gt;Has two moons, Phobos, and Delimos.&lt;br /&gt;Jupiter&lt;br /&gt;Is like a mini solar system.&lt;br /&gt;Has a great red spot where a giant storm has been raging for the past 400 years.&lt;br /&gt;Uranus&lt;br /&gt;Spins on its side.&lt;br /&gt;Season last over 20 years.&lt;br /&gt;Has at least 20 moons.&lt;br /&gt;Was discovered by William Herschel on March 13, 1781.&lt;br /&gt;Is a gas planet.&lt;br /&gt;Neptune&lt;br /&gt;First planet located through mathematical predictions.&lt;br /&gt;Orbits the sun every 164 years.&lt;br /&gt;Its seasons last 41 years.&lt;br /&gt;Had a fly-by visit from Voyager 2 spacecraft in 1989.&lt;br /&gt;Saturn&lt;br /&gt;Is less dense than water.&lt;br /&gt;Winds in its upper atmosphere reach 1,100 miles per hour.&lt;br /&gt;Its rings our made up of large ice chunks some as large as a car.&lt;br /&gt;Its mass 95 times greater than earth.&lt;br /&gt;A day on Saturn is to hours.&lt;br /&gt;Pluto&lt;br /&gt;At least seven moons in our atmosphere are bigger than Pluto.&lt;br /&gt;Discovered by Clyde Tombaugh in 1930.&lt;br /&gt;Takes 248 years to orbit year.&lt;br /&gt;The Life cycle of a star.&lt;br /&gt;Stars are born from huge clouds and gas.&lt;br /&gt;Gravity pulls dense globules together until hydrogen fusion begins in the core.&lt;br /&gt;Stars burn hydrogen for a very long time.&lt;br /&gt;When hydrogen in the star is used up, the star dies, shedding mass into space.The lost mass is mixed back into the rest of the galaxy forming new clouds of dust and gas.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8252450-111671644861170679?l=pounce-a-roo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pounce-a-roo.blogspot.com/feeds/111671644861170679/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8252450&amp;postID=111671644861170679' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8252450/posts/default/111671644861170679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8252450/posts/default/111671644861170679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pounce-a-roo.blogspot.com/2005/05/clark-planetarium.html' title='Clark Planetarium'/><author><name>Ashley Munns</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12760253865952316799</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-8252450.post-111621172978064871</id><published>2005-05-15T19:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-15T19:48:49.786-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Family</title><content type='html'>To me my family is very important. So I decided you know some about me, but known about my family. So I will give you a summary of my family starting with my dad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my dad Bryan Archie Munns was born on Nov. 30. The 5 and last child of his parents. He had 3 older brothers and 1 older sister. He grew up on a farm in Harper, (between Brigham, and Honeyville). He attended high school at Box Elder High. He then at 19 served a mission to England for the LDS church for two years. When he returned he went the the USU and got his major in business then married my mom on June 19, 1987. He has worked at many places, but the past ten years he has been the operation manager at Circuit City in Riverdale.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my mom Barbara Jensen Munns was born on Feb. 19. In her family growing up she add a older brother, and a younger brother. She lived in Brigham City. She loved to ride her horse up into the mountatins. She also attended Box Elder High school begins two years younger than my dad. She then attended USU and got a master teaching degree in Family and Consumer Science. She then taught at a school in Idaho. She is know working at Layton High School, as the sewing teacher. She also is teaching two math classes at Layton, and will have a minor in math by the end of this summer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then me, Ashley Munns with no middle name. Born June 17, 1990 ( fathers day). Attend Burton elementary K-6 grade. Then you know about me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My brother Matthew Bryan Munns. He was born on March 26, 1993. He is in sixth grade at Burton elementary. He will be attending Fairfied next year as a seventh grader, and will be playing the trumpet. He is swimming on the Layton Surfers, and plans to swim for Davis in High School.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my sister Sara Kaye Munns. Was born on May 18, 1996. She is the third grade spectrum program at Kaysville elementary. She is taking Ballet for her third year at Clytie Adams School for Ballet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;are cat Pounce Munns is doing well and thinks she is queen of the house.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8252450-111621172978064871?l=pounce-a-roo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pounce-a-roo.blogspot.com/feeds/111621172978064871/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8252450&amp;postID=111621172978064871' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8252450/posts/default/111621172978064871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8252450/posts/default/111621172978064871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pounce-a-roo.blogspot.com/2005/05/family.html' title='Family'/><author><name>Ashley Munns</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12760253865952316799</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-8252450.post-111550568554569774</id><published>2005-05-07T15:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-07T15:41:25.553-07:00</updated><title type='text'>LIFE AND DEATH IN ALASKA</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;LIFE AND DEATH IN ALASKA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Text and Photographs: Yva Momatiuk, and John Eastcott&lt;br /&gt;National Geographic&lt;br /&gt;May 2004&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;            A bloody scene rarely witnessed by humans, the killing of a moose.  This article is on how bears, and wolves go about killing another animal.  Then who eats it, and who is left with nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;            A moose has been injured.  So in come those who wish to kill him so that they may have food.  A mother bear with cubs is the first to arrive, but then the wolves come.  The wolves threaten the bear cubs so the mother backs off to protect her cubs.  The wolves start to taunt the moose by pushing him in the river, and allowing him to get up then to push him back.  The moose is in the water, and cannot get up.  He floats about 200 yards down river when two wolves pull him out, dead.  Another bear approaches the carcass, but is chased away by the wolves.  The wolves leave, the mother bear returns.  When the wolves come back they find her eating, they slowly approach her, but she does not chase then away together they eat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;            I think it is great that a wolf and bear can join together and eat.  That is so rare  because they are usually enemies.  Maybe the drive for food is softening the hate for one another.  For if they are chased off they will not get any food, but if they share they get some food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;            The writers make a statement in the article, which backs up my opinion perfectly.  “Such a scene is almost never observed, even by seasoned wildlife biologists.  Why did these animals end up sharing their food?  Was it because most were young and inexperienced?  Or was it because the benefits of eating outweighed the risk of fighting over the last scraps?”  I think that it explains what I mean perfectly.&lt;br /&gt;             &lt;/div&gt;            I think this is a wonderful occurrence that many people never get to witness.  I hope that we may all respect animals, and nature so we may continue to learn about them, and the many secrets they hold.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8252450-111550568554569774?l=pounce-a-roo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pounce-a-roo.blogspot.com/feeds/111550568554569774/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8252450&amp;postID=111550568554569774' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8252450/posts/default/111550568554569774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8252450/posts/default/111550568554569774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pounce-a-roo.blogspot.com/2005/05/life-and-death-in-alaska.html' title='LIFE AND DEATH IN ALASKA'/><author><name>Ashley Munns</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12760253865952316799</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-8252450.post-111490153067844158</id><published>2005-04-30T15:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-30T16:03:58.210-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sacrifices</title><content type='html'>Sacrifices are a great part of are lives. Not so much now, but look at are ancestors, and all that they sacrificed to live, love, and even to relocate homes under extreme pressure. Here are some quotes I have found from people about sacrifice, and those that have experienced it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"So, we have both suffered. We must help one another and the Great Spirit will help us both"&lt;br /&gt;-Chief Pied Riche, Pottawattamie Tribe, June 1846&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"A large amount of labor has been done since arriving in this grove. Indeed, the whole camp is very industrious. Many houses have been built, wells dug, extensive farms fenced, and the whole place assumes the appearance of having been occupied for years...."&lt;br /&gt;-Orson Pratt May 10, 1846&lt;br /&gt;( He had to leave his home shortly after this statement had been made.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found some really neat quotes, but they don't fill well with my topic so I will try make them agree with it as much as possible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For this poem; just think of the sacrifice your Grandma makes by cooking wonderful meals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;GRANDMA'S BUSTLE OVEN&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Grandma's Bustle Oven&lt;br /&gt;Protruded Out in Back&lt;br /&gt;But It Sure Bake Good Muffins&lt;br /&gt;Bread, Cake, and Gingersnaps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It took Three Hours To Heat It&lt;br /&gt;Each Brick Must Be Hot Thru.&lt;br /&gt;All the Children Like To Come&lt;br /&gt;They Got A Taste Of Something New.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Along The Side there Always Was&lt;br /&gt;A fireplace For Cooking Food.&lt;br /&gt;The crowds Who Came to Grandma's&lt;br /&gt;Were Always In An Eating Mood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whether It Was Rainy Or Shiny&lt;br /&gt;It was the Best Place to Be,&lt;br /&gt;Near Grandma's Bustle Oven&lt;br /&gt;And the Food She Served To Me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Mary Taylor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This poem I don't even how it goes with Sacrifice, so just pretend it does.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A CANDLE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A candle is but a simple thing.&lt;br /&gt;It starts with but a little string.&lt;br /&gt;Yet dipped and dipped with patient hand,&lt;br /&gt;It gathers wax upon the strand&lt;br /&gt;Until complex and snowy white,&lt;br /&gt;It gives at last a lovely light.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is so like that bit of string.&lt;br /&gt;each deed we do, a simple thing.&lt;br /&gt;Yet day by day, if on life's strand,&lt;br /&gt;We work with patient heart and hand,&lt;br /&gt;It gathers joy, makes dark days bright,&lt;br /&gt;And gives at last a lovely light.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Clara B. Thirston&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8252450-111490153067844158?l=pounce-a-roo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pounce-a-roo.blogspot.com/feeds/111490153067844158/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8252450&amp;postID=111490153067844158' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8252450/posts/default/111490153067844158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8252450/posts/default/111490153067844158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pounce-a-roo.blogspot.com/2005/04/sacrifices.html' title='Sacrifices'/><author><name>Ashley Munns</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12760253865952316799</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-8252450.post-111464479884063185</id><published>2005-04-27T16:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-27T16:33:18.843-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Vacations Are Great</title><content type='html'>Over spring break I went back to Nauvoo, Illinois.  One of the places you could vist their was a blacksmith shop.  They showed you how they made horse shoes, and how the equipment worked.  They also told us a story of how some wedding rings were made.  For many people did not have enough money for the nice kind.  So the used their heads, and made a great solution for the problem.  So here is the story. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Prairie Diamond&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There once was a man with a beautiful daughter, and they were crossing the plains to reach the Salt Lake Valley. The girl had three boys courting her; all wanted her hand in marriage. The father decided that the boys were wasting their time, and his.  So he told his daughter that she needed to choose one to marry, or he would set a contest.  She could not make up her mind for she did not want to hurt any of them, but she did admit there was one that she loved more than the other two.  She wanted to see if he loved her enough to complete the contest. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He then gathered the three suitors together, and told them that the first one to present his daughter with a diamond ring would get to marry her.  Two of the boys were instantly not interested for they knew not where they would get a diamond ring, and decided she was not worth it. One of the boys was determined to get a diamond ring (the one she specially liked.) That night, he sat by the fire thinking as hard as he could where he would get a diamond ring.  Then something shiny caught his eye, it was a horseshoe nail.  He picked up the nail on examined while thinking, for nothing was left for waste on their journey west for everything was useful.  All of sudden he realized that the top of the nail looked like a diamond, or very close to.   So the next day he took the nail to a blacksmith in his company, and asked him to shape it into a ring.  The blacksmith asked him how big, and the boy told him to make it fit a lady, with a slender finger.  For what he hoped would be his future bride was a very small person in structure. The boy then took the horseshoe nail ring to the girl and called it a prairie diamond.  The father agreed to let her marry him, for he had presented her with a diamond ring.  She was very glad that he loved her enough to over come the problem so they could get married. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also in Nauvoo we visited a place called Trail of Hope.  Is the street the pioneers walked down to cross the Mississippi River for their trip west.  This is a poem/story of a women's ansectors feelings, and hers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Parley Street&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Feb. 1846 and June 2002&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before she walked Parley Street&lt;br /&gt;her aching heart&lt;br /&gt;surveyed what must be left behind.&lt;br /&gt;When fleeing for life there is no&lt;br /&gt;room to unload the root-cellar of&lt;br /&gt;food stored from autumn harvest.&lt;br /&gt;She looked tenderly&lt;br /&gt;to table and chairs&lt;br /&gt;where many meals were served&lt;br /&gt;to firewood stacked by the lean-to&lt;br /&gt;inside, sturdy brick walls&lt;br /&gt;built for security and peace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She walked Parley Street&lt;br /&gt;with a tiny babe wrapped&lt;br /&gt;tightly against the cold,&lt;br /&gt;leading children who&lt;br /&gt;did not understand.&lt;br /&gt;Her husband, with comforting arm&lt;br /&gt;assured inner strength.&lt;br /&gt;She gazed to the brightly lit temple,&lt;br /&gt;knowing all it represented.&lt;br /&gt;She left behind hopes and dreams&lt;br /&gt;built into this city.&lt;br /&gt;With apron wet with tears&lt;br /&gt;she contemplated the road ahead&lt;br /&gt;focusing on obedience to&lt;br /&gt;leaders and God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I feel her presence&lt;br /&gt;and walk in humble reverence.&lt;br /&gt;I have an overwhelming&lt;br /&gt;debt of gratitude.&lt;br /&gt;I rejoice to see the temple&lt;br /&gt;renewed from memory,&lt;br /&gt;a city beautifully restored.&lt;br /&gt;Tears flow once again&lt;br /&gt;on Parley Street.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gladys Joy Van de Merwe&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8252450-111464479884063185?l=pounce-a-roo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pounce-a-roo.blogspot.com/feeds/111464479884063185/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8252450&amp;postID=111464479884063185' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8252450/posts/default/111464479884063185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8252450/posts/default/111464479884063185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pounce-a-roo.blogspot.com/2005/04/vacations-are-great.html' title='Vacations Are Great'/><author><name>Ashley Munns</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12760253865952316799</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-8252450.post-111352142412862719</id><published>2005-04-14T16:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-14T16:30:24.130-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Red Bug</title><content type='html'>I had to create a new creature for science.  My is called the Red Bug it looks like a lady bug.  We then had to write about, and tell all about it.  Here is my wright up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THE RED BUG&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nektonic, Pelagic&lt;br /&gt;Neritic Habitat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Red Bug lives in the Photic Zone.  He is red and black like a ladybug.  He does not change colors, for that does not help them survive. &lt;br /&gt;                        &lt;br /&gt;The main way these bugs survive is because they taste very nasty.  There are few animals that are sometimes hungry enough to try for them, but then they use their synchronized swimming skills, and form an arrow and point it another direction.  The predator then will become confused, and swim the other way.  That is also why man has not discovered them, for they see the arrow and they believe no fish is that smart.  So then they believe that are just loony. So they don’t tell anyone so no one else will find them loony.  The Red Bug simply gets it food by flying down the perfect piece of seaweed then just nipples off what he wants.  The Red Bug does not have a territory they swim where they want to, but they prefer warmer oceans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Red Bugs are very light eaters, but they prefer to eat seaweed.  So I guess this would make them Herbivores.  They are very picky eaters as well for they will only eat seaweed the color of this green.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Mating Rituals are kind of strange it occurs once a year on June 17 (my birthday).  Then the men go to one side and the women on another being about 10 feet apart.  Then swim toward each other then they a dance similar to the virginia reel.  They switch partners at least 20 times.  First (this is from the ladies perspective) they swim two partners down.  Then they jump over four going left.  They then will split into three different circles switching in and out looping right and left.  After they have repeated this for about thirty minutes the partner they end up with is their mate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Red Bug starts out as what it will look like when it is full-grown, just smaller.  When they are first born they are about 2 cm, when they become full grown adults they will be anywhere between 5-7cm big.  For them to become full-grown it will usually take 3 months.  Their average lifetime is a year and a half.  Most die of old age or are eaten by other animals. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8252450-111352142412862719?l=pounce-a-roo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pounce-a-roo.blogspot.com/feeds/111352142412862719/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8252450&amp;postID=111352142412862719' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8252450/posts/default/111352142412862719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8252450/posts/default/111352142412862719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pounce-a-roo.blogspot.com/2005/04/red-bug.html' title='The Red Bug'/><author><name>Ashley Munns</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12760253865952316799</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-8252450.post-111309090852292537</id><published>2005-04-09T16:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-09T16:55:08.523-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Why We Should Read Books?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WHY SHOULD WE READ BOOKS?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;            Books can help you in so many ways.  They can help society, they really improve us and make us different people.  When reading books you can get a big variety of style of writing, and many different plots, by many different authors.  You can read books that are about things before T.V. was even created.  Reading and buying books also really helps the economy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;            In society we have had many things happen that have been awful, and almost destroyed a country, or many many people.  We can prevent these things from ever happening by knowing what caused them, and how to prevent those things happening.  People write books about what happened to cause such awful things by finding these things out we can prevent history from repeating itself.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Buying, reading and selling books we can help the economy.  When we buy books we are giving a reason for a bookstore to be where it is.  We are also helping an author and publishing company.  When a publishing company prints a book they send it to a store then the store will sell in and bring in money for them and the author.  So by one or more authors writing we can help many people keep jobs, and help the economy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We should limit ourselves on T.V. for it can strain your eyes and creativity.  What we watch on television may not always be the most appropriate thing for us to watch.  Many times when a company makes a movie it is based on a book.  If we read the book we will have a greater understanding of what is occurring.  In the movie we only get bits and pieces. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Personally we all need books because they help our imagination.  If we see it on T.V. someone else has done the interpreting for us.  When we read the book we see things how we think they should be.  We will also have greater reading skills.  Reading will help you understand how to do things without following just what we see, like when we read a instruction manual.  Books have a huge amount of words many we do not know, but could come to know them through reading, and using context clues to determine what the word means.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the quote by Ray Bradbury in the book Fahrenheit 451, which is about the importance of reading and learning from what we read.  In the books there is a character by the name of Faber who has this knowledge.  He says the following quote “Three things are missing: 1-quality of information; 2-leisure time digest what you read; 3-the right to carry out actions based on what we have learned.” (page 84)  This quote is referring to what a good book needs, and what we need to enjoy the book.  He also says society is missing many of these kinds of things.  By reading and enjoying books we can prevent this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So reading books is very important to many people.  It can help society with economy, and preventing horrible things to happen again.  We also need books to help with are communication, and learning to use are imagination.  So lets all settle down find a good book and read.            &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8252450-111309090852292537?l=pounce-a-roo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pounce-a-roo.blogspot.com/feeds/111309090852292537/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8252450&amp;postID=111309090852292537' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8252450/posts/default/111309090852292537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8252450/posts/default/111309090852292537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pounce-a-roo.blogspot.com/2005/04/why-we-should-read-books.html' title='Why We Should Read Books?'/><author><name>Ashley Munns</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12760253865952316799</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-8252450.post-111231585663030359</id><published>2005-03-31T16:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-04-02T13:48:38.126-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Resilient</title><content type='html'>Resilience-capable of withstanding shock without permanent deformation or&lt;br /&gt;                  -rupture tending to recover from or adjust easily to misfortune or change&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FIND OUT HOW RESILIENT YOU ARE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From 1 to 5, rate how much each of the following applies to you (1=very little, 5=very much)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 2 3 4 5 Curious, ask questions, want to know how things work, experiment&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 2 3 4 5 Constantly learn from your experience and the experiences of others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 2 3 4 5 Need and expert to have things work well for yourself and others. Take good care of yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 2 3 4 5 Play with new developments, find the humor, laugh at self, chuckle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 2 3 4 5 Adapt quickly to change, are highly flexible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 2 3 4 5 Fell comfortable with paradoxical qualities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 2 3 4 5 Anticipate problems and avoid difficulties.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 2 3 4 5 Develop better self-esteem and self-confidence every year.&lt;br /&gt;Develop a conscious self-concept of professionalism.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 2 3 4 5 Listen well, Read others, including difficult people, with empathy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 2 3 4 5 Think up creative solutions to challenges, invent ways to solve problems. Trust intuition and hunches.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 2 3 4 5 Manage the emotional side of recovery. Grieve, honor and let go of the past.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 2 3 4 5 Expect tough situations to work out well, keep on going.&lt;br /&gt;Help others, bring stability to times of uncertainty and turmoil.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 2 3 4 5 Find the gift in accidents and bad experiences.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;1 2 3 4 5 Convert misfortune into good fortune. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Now add up your score, and see were you fit in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;60-70 High Resilience&lt;br /&gt;50-60 Better than Most&lt;br /&gt;40-50 Average&lt;br /&gt;30-40 Struggling&lt;br /&gt;Below 30 Seek help &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I think that Resilence is very important.  For there are going to be many hard things in your life, and everyone elses.  We just need to have it in us to spring back up, and contiune on with life.  I think the best way to become for Resilent is 1 take the survey see where you score low, and try to work on that area.  2 have a postitive attitude for a positive attitude can change everything. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8252450-111231585663030359?l=pounce-a-roo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pounce-a-roo.blogspot.com/feeds/111231585663030359/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8252450&amp;postID=111231585663030359' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8252450/posts/default/111231585663030359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8252450/posts/default/111231585663030359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pounce-a-roo.blogspot.com/2005/03/resilient.html' title='Resilient'/><author><name>Ashley Munns</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12760253865952316799</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-8252450.post-111153854611109606</id><published>2005-03-22T16:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-22T16:42:26.113-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Term Change</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Term 4 Above&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Term 3 Below&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8252450-111153854611109606?l=pounce-a-roo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pounce-a-roo.blogspot.com/feeds/111153854611109606/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8252450&amp;postID=111153854611109606' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8252450/posts/default/111153854611109606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8252450/posts/default/111153854611109606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pounce-a-roo.blogspot.com/2005/03/term-change.html' title='Term Change'/><author><name>Ashley Munns</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12760253865952316799</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-8252450.post-111136838772424134</id><published>2005-03-20T17:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-20T17:26:27.726-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Best Kinds of Gifts</title><content type='html'>Here is a quote I found about the best kinds of gifts to give the following people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Best Gift to Give&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;To your friend-loyalty&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;To your enemy-forgivness&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;To your boss-service&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;To your child-a good example&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;To you parents-gratitude and devotion&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;To your enternal companion-love, and faithfulness&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;To all men-charity&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;To god-your life&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;The best kinds of gift are the ones that are made, and given with lots of love.  To me it is so much funnier to give a present if I have made it.  To me it shows you aprricate them more, and spent time thinking about the gift.  Many give a candy bar they hurried, and bought at the store.  The candy is nice, but I would perfer a card written with a very thoughtfull thought inside.  I guess this is just a matter of opnion but I bet most of you will agree with me.  The best gift comes from the heart. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8252450-111136838772424134?l=pounce-a-roo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pounce-a-roo.blogspot.com/feeds/111136838772424134/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8252450&amp;postID=111136838772424134' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8252450/posts/default/111136838772424134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8252450/posts/default/111136838772424134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pounce-a-roo.blogspot.com/2005/03/best-kinds-of-gifts.html' title='Best Kinds of Gifts'/><author><name>Ashley Munns</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12760253865952316799</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-8252450.post-111085835269076505</id><published>2005-03-14T19:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-14T19:45:52.693-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Anthem Essay</title><content type='html'>Yes my blog is late, but his time by only a day.  It is just my Anthem essay for the contest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;            Why do people not want to change the world for the better?  They reject a great gift that is being given for the good of the community.  This man Prometheus begins to understand why this gift he wishes to give is rejected.  We as the readers discover what makes him different from his other brothers.&lt;br /&gt;Prometheus discovers when he tries to give his gift they don’t want.  They knew they could change they just did not wish to make the change.  For they gave the excuse that it took fifty years to decide how many candles to make, and to change from torches to candles.  They also made it quite clear they did not appreciate what he did for they wished to destroy the box of light he had worked so hard on. This leads to the sad conclusion that the Council of Scholars did not wish to change their way of life, and they functioned the community they ran.  Prometheus runs away before they can catch him and through this he understands that he needs to leave because he has changed too much to stay.&lt;br /&gt;Prometheus begins to understand toward the end of the book he has changed to much.  He also discovers the sad truth that they do not wish to change, and will not change.  What is the saddest is they could have changed.  They had chances to change, and they did not take them.  They burned him, because he knew the forbidden word.  He could have changed the community, and they prevented it by burning him.  I think one thing that brings him to free himself is that they do not want his help, or what he  can contribute to the community.  For he realizes the reason he was a street-sweeper is because he was smart.  He had brains that others did not.  For him being smart, and a street-sweeper made it so he could not make a difference and use his brains to help the community.  By putting those in where that were not so intelligent the community had no hope of changing, or becoming better.  Knowing that he has become to different to continue living in the community, so he leaves.&lt;br /&gt;Being different can make it very hard to live in a community, and that is exactly the problem Prometheus had.  Not only is he wanted by the authorities, but could destroy the community.  Prometheus understands science, and the work of light, electricity and all that.  The community does not want this so they wish to destroy him.  If there is anything important  he has learned, it is love.  Meeting the Golden One he learns what it is like to care for someone.  He does not wish to continue life without her, and his community does not allow them to love someone, or something.  He has also come to know the forbidden ego for he will want to help himself.  Which is fine, but in his community he had to give all his thoughts and cares to his fellow brothers.  So he does not know what it is like to care a little about you.If you haven’t read this book I would suggest it.  You learn how one person can make a huge difference.  It shows the strength and courage of a man learning why a precious gift can be rejected, and destroyed.  He also comes to learn how he can be different, and free himself.  He also learns why the Council of Scholars wish to remain how they are.  He learns why he is different.  There is a quote by Juan Ramon Jimenez that goes, “If you are given ruled paper, write the other way.”  Prometheus was one of those that wrote the other way.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8252450-111085835269076505?l=pounce-a-roo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pounce-a-roo.blogspot.com/feeds/111085835269076505/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8252450&amp;postID=111085835269076505' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8252450/posts/default/111085835269076505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8252450/posts/default/111085835269076505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pounce-a-roo.blogspot.com/2005/03/anthem-essay.html' title='Anthem Essay'/><author><name>Ashley Munns</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12760253865952316799</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-8252450.post-111050262738693640</id><published>2005-03-10T16:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-10T16:57:07.390-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Months</title><content type='html'>Here is my story for the commas.  I was meaning to post it by Monday for last week, but the system was weird.  So I forgot, and I just remembered.  So here it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;The Months&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As the English became closer to figuring out the months of the year, they decided they needed to give each of the twelve months a name depending on the different holidays, and weather.  They decided they would name January after a beautiful girl named Jan, who loved the snow so much she would rather sleep in freezing cold snow than in her bed.  She later married a young man who last name was Uary so she was known as January.  Since Jan was the first person they placed in charge of the months, she was in charge of deciding the name of the months.  So the next month was February, because she would tell a feb when it came to Valentine’s day for they would not figure out who gave them the wonderful Valentine so as her nickname when it was not snowing was February.  As she grew older, a few years later she had a wonderful son and named him March as the next month.  As the years past she had another child.  Which she called April, because April was always crying the first month after she was born.  So that is why there is lots of rain in April.   As she decided what to call the next month she came to the conclusion that she would name the month May because there are lots of flowers, and that is when the Mayflower reached the United States.  June became the month of love for that was the year she celebrated her fifty-year anniversary.  As she became older she was trying to teach March it was not right to lie so during this month she would continue to as him did you lie, but she said it so quickly, being a person that talks quickly, it sounded like she said July.  As she grew older she longed to have children, but knew that she was getting old.  When the great day arrived she was delighted to have August, and September.  As the next month approached she came to realize the perfect name would be October.  For her daughter April was not making some wise choices.  So Jan would keep asking her daughter you ought not be doing that but then, again being a very fast speaker it started sounding like October.  As the next month came she decided to call it November for that was the first word August had learned.  She also liked it because it said no in it.  For some reason she hated Thanksgiving, specially the turkey, pies, and stuffing.  Last month became known as December for that was the first word that September had learned.  So now Jan could rest peacefully for all the months had a name.&lt;br /&gt; -Nothing in this story is true. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8252450-111050262738693640?l=pounce-a-roo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pounce-a-roo.blogspot.com/feeds/111050262738693640/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8252450&amp;postID=111050262738693640' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8252450/posts/default/111050262738693640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8252450/posts/default/111050262738693640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pounce-a-roo.blogspot.com/2005/03/months.html' title='The Months'/><author><name>Ashley Munns</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12760253865952316799</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-8252450.post-110945975749596721</id><published>2005-02-26T15:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-26T15:15:57.496-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The True Story of the Black Pearl</title><content type='html'>Here is my short story.  My grandpa told this story so I changed some of it, gave it a title, and wThe True Story of the Black Pearl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;            As the boat rocked back, and forth the passengers were all tired from the heat of the sun, and all the fishing done early that day.  As we were preparing to head into the marine of Yellowstone National Park the captain took us passed the shipwreck on the North side of Stevenson Island.  As he stopped the boat, and it continued to rock back and forth we could tell the captain was getting ready to tell a story.&lt;br /&gt;            The captain begun as he always began.  When I was a young man maybe in my early twenties I was the Captain of a boat called the Black Pearl.  They called me Captain Sid, and we spent most of our time on the Lake of Yellowstone National Park.  We would spend our time robbing the ships as they brought tourist to see the Lake of Yellowstone.  One day something different happened.&lt;br /&gt;            We saw roaming across the lake a beautiful steamer.  She was at least 38 quipic feet long, about as long as the Black Pearl.  We started on the chase, as we approached nearer, we saw to our great surprise that the ship also had cannons aboard as we did.  So we opened fire, the ship fired back, but we hit its main post and the ship collapsed.  We rushed forward to gather our plunder.  We did not take everything as we did not need it all, and because we were good pirates we never took more than we needed.  As we decided we did not want to leave any tracks behind we burned the beautiful steamer.&lt;br /&gt;            What a fire it was.  It burned for at least 12 hours.  Yho have never seen such bright colors of red, and orange.  You wonder what happened to the crew.  We decided rather them killing them, because that sounded a bit extreme, so we just left them on Stevenson Island, and hope that the park service would find them.   There was one down fall to this plan.  The park rangers were sure to come after us.  So we decided it was time we left Yellowstone Lake.  We headed down the Yellowstone River, and to our great horror, and surprised there was a huge waterfall at the bottom of this river.  Well a course their was nothing we could do to stop the great Black Pearl.  So we all ran for the dingie’s luckily none of went down the river, but oh our beautiful Black Pearl was smashed into so many pieces that you would never know it once had been a magnificent boat.&lt;br /&gt;            So we held a meeting of pirates, these meetings are very important for they  decide our fate.  So we heard many arguments of what we should do.  Many want to stay in Yellowstone, and play mean tricks on the campers.  Others like my idea of heading to California to buy our own boat.  In the end, majority won. We decided to head to California to purchase a new boat.  When we arrived in California we bought a new boat, it was red, and white.  We did not want the park rangers to be suspicious of us buying a boat that looked like a pirate ship. We could not name it the Black Pearl because that name brought back to many great memories.  The great ending to this story is that park rangers never found us.  We still have yearly reuions, but this may be a surprise, we all left the pirate career and not one of us has been put in jail for any other crime.  May sound surprising saying we are all a bunch of pirates at heart.             As one great wave hit the side of the boat we realized that Grandpa was ready to captain his own small boat, and his family safety back to the marina.  We all glanced back to see the burned remains of the steamer, and realized maybe for once in Grandpa’s stories he was telling the truth.   As we were all walking away from the boat heading back to are campsite we were all lost in deep thought of the true story of the Black Pearl. rote it down.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8252450-110945975749596721?l=pounce-a-roo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pounce-a-roo.blogspot.com/feeds/110945975749596721/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8252450&amp;postID=110945975749596721' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8252450/posts/default/110945975749596721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8252450/posts/default/110945975749596721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pounce-a-roo.blogspot.com/2005/02/true-story-of-black-pearl.html' title='The True Story of the Black Pearl'/><author><name>Ashley Munns</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12760253865952316799</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>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8252450.post-110902539584938391</id><published>2005-02-21T14:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-21T14:46:00.336-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ships</title><content type='html'>This is for the week of Feb 14, begining written a little late.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr. Thompson the only people I could think of that deal with your comment is Harriet Trumen, for being brave with the underground railroad. The other person Thomas Edison for all that he discovered. Who were you thinking of?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About the title of the blog now. I found a wonderful quote. For more visit the Discussion Board. The quote is "If your ship doesn't come in, then swim to it" by: Jonathan Winters&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To me this is saying if what you want does not happen then go out and try harder to reach it. A strange example of going out to your ship that doesn't go with the quote, and just popped in to my mind is when Jack Sparrow in Pirates of the Caribbean escapes from being hung by William Turner falls off in to the water and swims out to the Black Pearl. Now I think about it, it does work for Jack had to try many different ways to become again the capatain of the Black Pearl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It can also mean more time and effort to reach it. Many ships just come up to you and all you have to do is grab the rope, and tie them down. If you have to go out to get your ship you have to drag it in then tie it down. So everybody keep trying your hardest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes I am finally catched up on all my Honor's English stuff.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8252450-110902539584938391?l=pounce-a-roo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pounce-a-roo.blogspot.com/feeds/110902539584938391/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8252450&amp;postID=110902539584938391' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8252450/posts/default/110902539584938391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8252450/posts/default/110902539584938391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pounce-a-roo.blogspot.com/2005/02/ships.html' title='Ships'/><author><name>Ashley Munns</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12760253865952316799</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-8252450.post-110892593647050958</id><published>2005-02-20T10:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-20T15:19:55.786-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Anthem Newsletter</title><content type='html'>Since I got behind this blog is last weeks blog.  Here is the newsletters for the Anthem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ATTENTION ALL!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Attention stuning news one of our fellow brothers has left us for a place we do not like to mention. This brother has chosen the wrong path, and for that reason will not be returned to this community. The Council of City will not release anymore information, on what Equality 7-2521 a street-sweeper has done. They request that we write that any man that has any ideas of not following the laws should be warned that the laws will be heavily forced, and newer laws making punishments more severe will be coming soon. We want you to also remember if you see Equality 7-2521 he is no longer one of us and our brother. Please report any sighting of this dangerous man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;KEEP IT A SECRET!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;For all that are reading this paper know not was written truly happened to Equality 7-2521. So I am here to tell. I am International 4-8818 a friend and fellow street-sweeper with Equality. Equality and I found a under tunnel while we were street-sweeping. While we all went to the entertainment Equality left and discovered many wonders that were not known to us, and our people. Equality was a very smart person, so they put him in the street-sweeping position. That he couldn’t discover the hidden wonders of are community. Equality discovered many things that would destroy our community. For example he learned what love was and fell in love. He also discovered electricity which is light without heat, and would make our civilization a lot easier. Remember not to tell anyone I am hoping to find him then he can give us more information on this discovery.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The article above is printed in a private newspaper, given to only a few people.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8252450-110892593647050958?l=pounce-a-roo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pounce-a-roo.blogspot.com/feeds/110892593647050958/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8252450&amp;postID=110892593647050958' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8252450/posts/default/110892593647050958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8252450/posts/default/110892593647050958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pounce-a-roo.blogspot.com/2005/02/anthem-newsletter.html' title='Anthem Newsletter'/><author><name>Ashley Munns</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12760253865952316799</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-8252450.post-110770838844422266</id><published>2005-02-06T08:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-06T08:46:28.446-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Books are Important!</title><content type='html'>I love to read so I have wrote about some books that I read in earlier this year, and a little into last year.  Some of them are on the A.R. list.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Books I Have Read&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Since January 2005&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;High Stakes&lt;/strong&gt; by: Jennie Hansen- This book is about one girl who her dad is a gambler.  His parents both killed by out laws.  These two kids have to help each other in able to survive.  She learns how to trust again, and he learns that needs to forget his past.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Christy&lt;/strong&gt; by: Catherine Marshall- It is about a eighteen year old girl who goes to work in the mountains as a schoolteacher.  It teaches to try and to keep going, and the different ways you can help people.  I thought that it was a very good book.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Anthem&lt;/strong&gt; by: Ayn Rand- This book was okay; I read it for Honors English.  It tells about a very controlled community, and how one man breaks that way of life, and really learns about life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Angel Island&lt;/strong&gt; by: Dan Yates- It is not one of Dan Yates better one but it okay.  It is about a girl whose parents are not very good parents.  So she is a very distant girl who leans how to love someone, and come to know that people can love her.  Dan Yates has many angel books in a series, and many that are not in the series.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ella Enchanted&lt;/strong&gt; by: Gail Carson Levine- It was a wonderful about a girl who is forced to do what she doesn’t wish to do.  What she does to fight against, and how she solves her problem.  It is similar to Cinderella, but so much better.  There is also a great film about this movie staring Anne Hathaway. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Macady&lt;/strong&gt; by: Jennie Hansen-A drug ring is going on, and they shoot at the wrong person.  It is also about two people who have been terrible hurt, and how they learn to trust.  This is an excellent book. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8252450-110770838844422266?l=pounce-a-roo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pounce-a-roo.blogspot.com/feeds/110770838844422266/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8252450&amp;postID=110770838844422266' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8252450/posts/default/110770838844422266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8252450/posts/default/110770838844422266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pounce-a-roo.blogspot.com/2005/02/books-are-important.html' title='Books are Important!'/><author><name>Ashley Munns</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12760253865952316799</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-8252450.post-110703203069870921</id><published>2005-01-29T13:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-29T13:07:40.350-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bitter Or Better?</title><content type='html'>As you can probably tell by know I like quotes. So my one for this week is&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During hard times Do you get bitter? Or better?&lt;br /&gt;-John H. Groberg&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to agreed with the statement. For many people that don't get their way just throw a fit and give up. I know one person similar that wants help, but gets furious at you if you are trying to help them hardest, and it is just not making sense. (It is not me!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think many people that take it with the right attitude will get farther, for they bite the bullet, and get to work, then become better for they have conquered something, and have not hurt, or insulted people along the way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This will probably not interest anybody, but the Clyite Adams dance company are those doors on Kaysville's main street that just have numbers, and curtains, and no sign saying what they are. This morning at dance we learned all about one of the studio's (studio C). We learned that it once was a flower shop, and grocery store, a post office, and one of those places were you went if you wanted to make a phone call, the operator would put you throughout. That is not probably interesting, but to me it is for I have spent hours, and hours dancing in that studio, and all the others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8252450-110703203069870921?l=pounce-a-roo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pounce-a-roo.blogspot.com/feeds/110703203069870921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8252450&amp;postID=110703203069870921' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8252450/posts/default/110703203069870921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8252450/posts/default/110703203069870921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pounce-a-roo.blogspot.com/2005/01/bitter-or-better.html' title='Bitter Or Better?'/><author><name>Ashley Munns</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12760253865952316799</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-8252450.post-110610196004085877</id><published>2005-01-18T18:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-18T18:32:56.720-08:00</updated><title type='text'>If You Could Live Forever......</title><content type='html'>This will be one of my first blogs with real meaning, so it may not be the best so just give me a chance. I decided to put my feelings down about a quote I like. I love to collect good quotes so if you know a good one please let me know. The one for this week I don't know who wrote it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;"Live like you will die tomorrow, dream like you will live forever."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;First live like you will die tomorrow. Many of us are always putting off things that we need to do, like homework, calling a friend who is feeling low, writing a letter or e-mail, or even telling someone thank you, or I'm sorry. We should try to do everthing that needs to be done that day to get it done, for we start with a clean slate tomorrow. Many people need a compliment that you meant to give, but didn't and they couldn't wait till tomorrow. Also if you put everthing off when are you going to do what you want to. The human brain, or least mine doesn't remember things long, unless I do them or write them down, isn't it easier just to do them right away.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Second part dream like you will live forever. I mean what is funnier then sitting in class day dreaming(sorry Mr Thompson no offense inttended). Not only in class but when you are sitting alone, or just laying in bed. You dream of incredible things. Like swimming around the entire world, or floating on the highest cloud. We can dream what we want and what we don't want. Many people even consider this like dreaming of the dream vacation, and what you can do forever. Just don't forget life isn't forever, so live prepared, and dream big. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8252450-110610196004085877?l=pounce-a-roo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pounce-a-roo.blogspot.com/feeds/110610196004085877/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8252450&amp;postID=110610196004085877' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8252450/posts/default/110610196004085877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8252450/posts/default/110610196004085877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pounce-a-roo.blogspot.com/2005/01/if-you-could-live-forever.html' title='If You Could Live Forever......'/><author><name>Ashley Munns</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12760253865952316799</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-8252450.post-110545862021093728</id><published>2005-01-11T07:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-11T07:52:56.730-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Term Changing</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Term 3 Above&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;Term 2 Below&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8252450-110545862021093728?l=pounce-a-roo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pounce-a-roo.blogspot.com/feeds/110545862021093728/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8252450&amp;postID=110545862021093728' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8252450/posts/default/110545862021093728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8252450/posts/default/110545862021093728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pounce-a-roo.blogspot.com/2005/01/term-changing_11.html' title='Term Changing'/><author><name>Ashley Munns</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12760253865952316799</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-8252450.post-110521834410985245</id><published>2005-01-08T13:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-08T13:05:51.083-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blog Number 15</title><content type='html'>I will now list about M*A*S*H season six.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SEASON SIX CAST&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Alan Alda...Captain "Hawkeye" Pierce&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Mike Farrell...Captain B.J. Hunnicutt&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Harry Morgan...Colonel Sherman T. Potter&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Loretta Swit....Major Margaret Houlihan&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;David Ogden Stiers......Major Charles Emerson Winchester 3rd'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Gary Burghoff...Corporal "Radar" O'Reilly&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Jamie Farr...Corporal Maxwell Q. Klinger&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;William Christopher...Father Mulcahy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ABOUT SEASON SIX&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Korea, 1950, Mash 4077 this season depends a little about the tratdies of war. Margaret is finally married, and Frank so up set, so he gets sent home. So his replacement is a Major Charles Emerson WInchester 3rd great surgeon. He is very erogant, and drives Hawkeye, and B.J. about over the edge. Specially when he takes up learning to play the French Horn. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SOME OF MY FAVORITE FROM SEASON SIX&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Winchester Tapes&lt;/strong&gt;-Deserate to get away from B.J. and Hawkeye, Winchester tapes a letter in his influental parents back home begging them to pull a few strings and get him shipped stateside.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Light Than Failed&lt;/strong&gt;-When 4077 runs out of lightbulbs, B.J. passes around his latest murder mystery for all to read by candlelight, while Charles makes a mistake during surgery in a darkened OR. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Change Day&lt;/strong&gt;-Winchester's sneaky plan to cash in big on Change Day runs into a few road blocks after B.J. and Hawkeye get wind of his scheme.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Mash Olympics&lt;/strong&gt;-Inspired by the 1952 Olympic Games taking place in Helsinki, Colonel Potter decides the best way to get the troops into shape is to hold their own MASH Olympics.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Smell of Music&lt;/strong&gt;-Fed up with Charles' French horn playing,Hawkeye and B.J. give him an ultimatum: give up his playing or share a tent with two docs who refuse to take a shower.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Your Hit Parage&lt;/strong&gt;-Hit by a deluge of patients and clean out of type AB negative blood, Hawkeye and B.J. are forced to turn to only compativle donor-a very drunk bomb disposer on R&amp;amp;R.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Potter's Retirement&lt;/strong&gt;-Potter considers retiring when he's called to Seoul by General Waldo Kent and told that the troops back at the 4077 are complaining about his leadership.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Major Topper&lt;/strong&gt;-While the docs try to convince the wounded that plain supar pills are really morhpine, Corporal Boots Miller is convinced he's shooting down planes that aren't there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8252450-110521834410985245?l=pounce-a-roo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pounce-a-roo.blogspot.com/feeds/110521834410985245/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8252450&amp;postID=110521834410985245' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8252450/posts/default/110521834410985245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8252450/posts/default/110521834410985245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pounce-a-roo.blogspot.com/2005/01/blog-number-15.html' title='Blog Number 15'/><author><name>Ashley Munns</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12760253865952316799</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-8252450.post-110498390078336592</id><published>2005-01-05T19:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-07T16:40:38.973-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blog Number 14</title><content type='html'>I have done a little better about reading your blogs. Since I am behind I will just list my favorite T.V. shows, and try to keep up for my blogs are a little better. My favorite T.V. show is M*A*S*H we have season five-seven so I will list the different episodes on them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THE CHARACTERS FOR SEASON 5&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Alan Alda.....Caption "Hawkeye" Pierce&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Mike Farrell....Captain B.J. Hunnicut&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Harry Morgan......Colonel Sherman T. Potter&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Loretta Swit..... Major Margaret Houlihan&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Larry Linville.....Major Franklin Burns&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Gary Burghoff... Corporal "Radar" O'Rieilly&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Jamie Farr....Corporal Maxwell Q. Klinger&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;William Christopher...... Father Mucahy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THE EPISODES &amp; ABOUT THEM&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Bug Out&lt;/strong&gt;-With the Chinese closing in, the 4077 receives orders to "bug out" and set up camp in a new location-which is unfortunately in occupied territory.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Margaret's Engagement&lt;/strong&gt;-It's a hard day for Farnk after jubiland and radiant Margaret returns from a medical conference in Tokyo engaged to Lieutenant Colonel Donald Penobscott.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Out of Sight, Out of Mind&lt;/strong&gt;-While Frank bets on the outcome of a baseball game he's already herad the radio, the outcome isn't as certain for Hawkeye after a kerosene stove explodes in his face.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lt. Radar O'Rielly&lt;/strong&gt;-When Radar beats Master Sergeant Randy Woodruff at a poker game, his winnings include a promotion to second lieutenant-a payoff he soon wants to just cash in.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Nurses&lt;/strong&gt;-Hawkeye and B.J. come to a young nerse's rescue after Margaret angrily confines her to quarters just as her husband arrives in camp on an overnight pass.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Abduction of Margaret Houlihan&lt;/strong&gt;-While Margaret is delivering a baby in a nearby village Frank has the camp in an uproar, convinced Margare'ts been abducted by a group of North Korean prisoners.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dear Sigmund&lt;/strong&gt;-sidney Freedman, MD arrives at the 4077 to observe how the docs deal with the pressures of war and ends up putting his thoughts down a ltter to Sigmund Freud.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mulcahy's War&lt;/strong&gt;-Father Mulcahy sneaks a ride to an aid station at the front lines so that he can better understand what the wounded soldiers coming into the 4077 have gone through.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Korean Surgeon&lt;/strong&gt;-Hawkeye and B.J. are delighed to have anew doctor in camp, but there's just one little problem-he's North Korean and hence technically the enemy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hawkeye Get Your Gun&lt;/strong&gt;-Potter and Hawkeye go to a local hospital to help with the casualties-something they are in danger of becoming when Hawkeye refues to use his gun after they're ambushed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Colonel's Horse&lt;/strong&gt;-When Colonel Potter goes to Tokyo on R&amp;amp;R his two "favorite girls" take sick: his horse, Sophie, develops colic and Margaret comes down with appendicitis.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Exorcism&lt;/strong&gt;-A local priestess is called into camp to exorcise evil spirts when mysterious things begin to go wrong after Colonel Potter has Radar remove a Korean spitit post.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hawk's Nightmare&lt;/strong&gt;-Doctor Freedman is called back to the 4077 after the strain gets to Hawkeye and he begins sleepwalking, sleep talking, and having scream-filled nightmares.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Most Unforgettable Characters&lt;/strong&gt;-While Radar enrolls in a writer's school, Hawkeye and B.J. decide to make Frank happy on his birthday by pretending to be fighting with each other.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;38 Across&lt;/strong&gt;-Hawkeye can never finish crosswords so when he needs only one word to solve the puzzle, he contacts a friend who flies into camp believing there's a medical emergency.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ping Pong&lt;/strong&gt;-Potter steps in when a lieutenant colonel jeopardizes the lives of his men in his personal quest to get ths Cmbat Infantry Badge and a promotion to full colonel.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;End Run&lt;/strong&gt;-It's Radar to the rescue after a young sergeant-and All-American football player-has his leg amputated and subsequently decides life is not worth living.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hanky Pany&lt;/strong&gt;-B.J. experience feelings of guilt after spending the night consoling a distraught nurse who received a "Dear Jane" letter from her husband back home.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hepatitis&lt;/strong&gt;-The camp is plunged into a frenzy when it's descovered that Father Mulcahy has come down with an extremely infectious case of hepatitis.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The General's Practitioner&lt;/strong&gt;-Much to his horror, Hawkeye is recruited to be a personal physician for General Korshak, while Radar becomes a surrogate father to a Korean women and her baby.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Movie Tonight&lt;/strong&gt;-To keep up morale, Colonel Potter decides to reat the doctors and nurses to a specila movie night, bu unfortunately the fragile celluloid isn't up to the task.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Souvenirs&lt;/strong&gt;-Hawkeye and B.J. decide to put a street dealer out of business after they discover that the war souvenirs he has children find for him are often bobby-trapped by the enemy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Post Op&lt;/strong&gt;-A truckload of Turish soliders arrive just as the docs of the 4077 run out of the one thing they despertaley need in order to save a deluge of incoming patients-blood.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Margaret's Marriage&lt;/strong&gt;-Margaret's fiance arrives in camp to tie the know, but after he gets a little drunk at his bachelor party Hawkeye and B.J. decide they need to get him really plastered.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8252450-110498390078336592?l=pounce-a-roo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pounce-a-roo.blogspot.com/feeds/110498390078336592/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8252450&amp;postID=110498390078336592' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8252450/posts/default/110498390078336592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8252450/posts/default/110498390078336592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pounce-a-roo.blogspot.com/2005/01/blog-number-14.html' title='Blog Number 14'/><author><name>Ashley Munns</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12760253865952316799</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-8252450.post-110358306388470096</id><published>2004-12-20T14:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-12-20T14:51:10.973-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blog Number 13</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Honors English&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Peace Builders&lt;/em&gt; Writing Assignment&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The Yearling&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The book the “Yearling” contains deeper things then just what you see, you need to read between the lines. This following essay is about the peace builder qualities in this book. Praise people, give up put downs, seek wise people, notice hurts, right wrongs. The following paragraphs will be about praise people, giving up put downs, and righting wrongs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Praising people helps the person feel much better about themselves. Penny often praises Jody on how he his improving his hunting skills, and becoming more like a man. The Forresters also praise Penny on how well his hunting skills are. If you praise people you are not so likely to be putting them down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Giving up put downs is an important thing, for then you are not hurting people, but lifting them up. Jody learns this by deciding to rethink his feelings about Oliver, when he fought Len Forrester. He also gives up put-downs when he rethinks his opinions about his mother and father. He thought that he wasn’t loved, but soon discovered that his parents do love him. By him giving up put downs he was more able to right his wrongs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jody does quite a few things wrong, but makes them right. Like when the Forresters set fire to Jody’s grandmothers house, and then the Baxters won’t speak to the Forresters then Jody goes over and apologizes, and ask them to keep his deer. Jody also works very hard to build a fence around the corn, because Flag got into it and ate it.&lt;br /&gt;So now see what following simple ideas can lead to. Just remember praise people, give up put downs, seek wise people, notice hurts, right wrongs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8252450-110358306388470096?l=pounce-a-roo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pounce-a-roo.blogspot.com/feeds/110358306388470096/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8252450&amp;postID=110358306388470096' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8252450/posts/default/110358306388470096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8252450/posts/default/110358306388470096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pounce-a-roo.blogspot.com/2004/12/blog-number-13.html' title='Blog Number 13'/><author><name>Ashley Munns</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12760253865952316799</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-8252450.post-110306673139114703</id><published>2004-12-14T15:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-12-14T15:26:16.756-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blog Number 12/My Typing Practice</title><content type='html'>As I sit here and are trying to figure out what to type I decided, just this once that I am going to practice my typing skills. With my sisters practice book.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aa '' ss ll dd kk ff jj ;&lt;br /&gt;; aa ll ee uu oo ww xx rr&lt;br /&gt;cc ii ,, vv mm .. dd ll a&lt;br /&gt;sl dk fj jf dk sl a; aj f&lt;br /&gt;mw uc ox ri vl ak uf ja e&lt;br /&gt;also work over could form&lt;br /&gt;come six offers four does&lt;br /&gt;room low world five would&lt;br /&gt;for form our or from more&lt;br /&gt;some also work over would&lt;br /&gt;offer cake low doors come&lt;br /&gt;A call from me. Fom me.&lt;br /&gt;See me fall. A low door.&lt;br /&gt;Some will work. Ask dad.&lt;br /&gt;A sad lad. Ask all dads.&lt;br /&gt;gg tt bb ff gg ff tt ff b&lt;br /&gt;fgf ftf fbf ff gg tt bb f&lt;br /&gt;gfg tft bfb bb gg ff tt f&lt;br /&gt;bf ftf fgf ff gg tt bb fg&lt;br /&gt;a b c d e f g i j k l m o r s t u v w x g t b f g b&lt;br /&gt;fo to bo ge ti bu gs jt k&lt;br /&gt;b jf gw tm br cg xt bw gt&lt;br /&gt;at bets to go it let sits&lt;br /&gt;eat ate took but out bags&lt;br /&gt;two gave fast good before&lt;br /&gt;blue just take give black&lt;br /&gt;little after because time&lt;br /&gt;Save it. Eat fast. Good job.&lt;br /&gt;Little or big. Takes me time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8252450-110306673139114703?l=pounce-a-roo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pounce-a-roo.blogspot.com/feeds/110306673139114703/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8252450&amp;postID=110306673139114703' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8252450/posts/default/110306673139114703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8252450/posts/default/110306673139114703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pounce-a-roo.blogspot.com/2004/12/blog-number-12my-typing-practice.html' title='Blog Number 12/My Typing Practice'/><author><name>Ashley Munns</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12760253865952316799</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-8252450.post-110191364965724625</id><published>2004-12-01T07:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-12-02T16:25:37.346-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blog Number 11/My Essay</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;December 1, 2004&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Mr. Gerald N. Lund&lt;br /&gt;I would like to write and tell your the effect you series the Work and the Glory has had on me. I could not decide if one book effected me more then the other, for it was the whole series that effected me. Two were three main areas where your books touched me most: my moral standards, and good story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I learned some moral standards, like never giving up. When the pioneers crossed the plains you did not see them stopping every two minutes, because the mud puddles were so bad, another example of the saints never giving up is they would not give up their religion for anything. They moved at least four different places before they tried heading west, and abided to the ridiculous rules established by their persecutors. Another standard that I admired was their hard work, and dedication. For example, building all those temples, and being kicked out just as they were finished. It took hard work for them to keep restarting farms, and other businesses. One more great thing was they learned to humble themselves and follow others, and take others suggestions. For example, when they were crossing the plains they run into the huge fire, Nathan Steed suggest that they build a second fire to stop the first, which they all agreed to, and nobody was hurt or killed. One more example of this is when the time they had to leave places, most of them went, even if they thought it wasn’t best, they followed their leaders.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other thing that had an effect was me on how descriptive everything is, one of reasons I love to read is that you lose yourself in the book. The stories that were in this book I have heard many times over and over, but I wouldn’t want to read them anywhere else other then these books. I love to learn new things and facts about things I enjoy I have always loved to learn about the saints, and when the LDS church was started. This book just helped me to learn so much more them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you so much for writing these books, if you ever think that they don’t impact someone, I am telling you know they had a great effect on me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank You, Ashley Munns&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8252450-110191364965724625?l=pounce-a-roo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pounce-a-roo.blogspot.com/feeds/110191364965724625/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8252450&amp;postID=110191364965724625' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8252450/posts/default/110191364965724625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8252450/posts/default/110191364965724625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pounce-a-roo.blogspot.com/2004/12/blog-number-11my-essay.html' title='Blog Number 11/My Essay'/><author><name>Ashley Munns</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12760253865952316799</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-8252450.post-110168054371341168</id><published>2004-11-28T14:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-11-28T14:22:23.713-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blog Number 10</title><content type='html'>This week was great fun for it was Thanksgiving, and the Work and the Glory came out. First thing is first thanksgiving.&lt;br /&gt;This year we went to my mom's parents house. Next year we will go to my dad's parents but we did go there for a good chat, for my grandparents only live five minutes apart. We had a wonderful dinner, and all my cousins were there except for three (they went to their other grandparents). For me the dinner was very good, I don't know what was the best. My mom was in charge of making the pie's, and a jello she made a cranberry jello. The pies my mom made with the help of my little sister they made: 1 apple, 2 banana cream, 1 cherry, and bought two pumpkin pies. I made the middle for the banana cream from scrach, it is not an easy recipe, luckily I had my mom to help me. After we ate dinner and pie we helped my grandpa put up this Christmas lights. My dad and uncle did not like the idea of my grandpa climbing the latter, so we all helped to it. Then after coming in we made trains from candy.&lt;br /&gt;      The Work and the Glory was wonderful.  I went Wednesday with my friend and her older sister.  I will say what everyone alway's says because it is true, the movie is not as good as the books but the movie could not have been better.  I can't wait till the next one comes out, even though I have read all the books, and knows what happens next.  I personnoly felt that every character did a wonder job in there part.  I do think that some of the ladies clothes were much to fancy then what they would usually were.  If you read in the newspaper it tells you that there is violence, all there is pretty much is punching each other in the nose a few times.  There is some kissing if you consider violence, but that is it.  I think that you should go and see it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8252450-110168054371341168?l=pounce-a-roo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pounce-a-roo.blogspot.com/feeds/110168054371341168/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8252450&amp;postID=110168054371341168' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8252450/posts/default/110168054371341168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8252450/posts/default/110168054371341168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pounce-a-roo.blogspot.com/2004/11/blog-number-10.html' title='Blog Number 10'/><author><name>Ashley Munns</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12760253865952316799</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-8252450.post-110056025937027068</id><published>2004-11-15T15:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-12-14T15:31:40.506-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blog Number 9</title><content type='html'>Awhile ago there was a contest that you had to write an essay, about what subject you would take. So here is my essay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so excited I am turning 11 years old. So I will get to go to Hogwarts. I want to be in Gryffindor. The one class I am really excited to go to is Transfiguration. My sister says that she is really nice and that her class is fun and excited. I just think it would be great to make things turn into different objects, especially when my brother is being annoying.&lt;br /&gt;What if I need ink, but have a extra piece of parchment. I could simply turn the parchment into some ink, and send the letter with my owl Wild Flower home to my parents. Another great thing if you are good at Transfiguration.&lt;br /&gt;What’s say you get into a dueling match, but are not good at disarming. Just turn your opponent into a goblet.&lt;br /&gt;I also think it will be great to learn all the hidden passage ways and the many secrets of the castle. I can’t wait to see the library, I will be able to learn so much with all those books just a little ways from my dormitory. I am also excited to meet all the new people and make many new friends. I hope all the teachers are nice. My sister tells me that they are all nice except, Professor Snape. That is probably only to everybody except, the Slytherin. She also says that Professor Trelawny is very strange, and her room smells horrible. Madam Pomfrey well she can get very grumpy at times if you are sick, and do not follow her instructions. I also thing it would be great to meet Professor Dumbldore. I am just so excited that I will get to go to Hogwarts. I am going to have so much fun. e at Hogwarts so here is mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8252450-110056025937027068?l=pounce-a-roo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pounce-a-roo.blogspot.com/feeds/110056025937027068/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8252450&amp;postID=110056025937027068' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8252450/posts/default/110056025937027068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8252450/posts/default/110056025937027068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pounce-a-roo.blogspot.com/2004/11/blog-number-9.html' title='Blog Number 9'/><author><name>Ashley Munns</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12760253865952316799</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-8252450.post-110037259740724326</id><published>2004-11-13T10:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-11-13T11:03:30.920-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blog Number 8/Ballet Class</title><content type='html'>Instead of telling about Nutcraker, I will tell about my dance class. I go on Tuesday, and Thursday from 3:15-4:45. On Saturday's I go from 8:00-10:00. My class gets out at 9:20 on Saturdays, but I like to stay and do pilat'es with the next class. On Tuesday's we do the whole time on toe shoes. Thursday we do have toe and half technique shoes. Saturday's we do all technique shoes. My teachers name is Leslie Christian she is the oldest of Clytie's daughters. We usually start by warming are selfs up, by rolling are ankles, head, swing arms and such. For about the first half-hour to forty-five minutes of class we work at the bar. I won't name the combinations, because I don't know how you write, because they are in French, so I will describe. We usually do the same kind of combination for a month then change. We have combinations that concentrate on one thing with a few other steps added in. My favorite combination is called Grande' Allegro, it is what you might see people performing on stage. It includes turns, leaps, and other fun steps. If you want me to describe it any better come talk to me at school.&lt;br /&gt;In my class there are about eighteen girls. I would tell you there names, but we are not suppose to mention names. I will say this thought, one of the girls that does Honors English is in my dance class. I will try to describe them. Most of them are taller than me. ( I am 5'1''). The tallest one is a little more than a head taller. They are all in ninth grade except for one in eighth grade, and one in tenth grade. About half attend Kaysville Jr. High, 2 attend Fairfield including me, 2 Farmington, 1 Central Davis, 1 Davis High School, the rest I am not sure about.&lt;br /&gt;I have danced with these girls for the nine years I have taken dance. I have come to know these select few for the fast 3 years because, we have been in the same class. Except when someone comes or leaves. When you start there are maybe five to six classes your age group. There are now two my age group. On is really small, because the people don't come. My class is larger because most of them do come. We do have two cheerleaders in my class, and they don't come very often.&lt;br /&gt;The hardest thing for me to do in dance is my turns. I can not spot for the life of me. I am getting better my favorite turns are called picaes, probably because that is what I am best at. ( They are lot funner on toe). The thing I enjoy the most is jumps. You fill so in shape when you do them.&lt;br /&gt;Many people say that toe hurts your toes, but it really doesn't, across after awhile it will. The problem I have the most is my arches. They get really cramped, and soar. I have to tape them, and were supports in tennis shoes. I only have gotten a few blisters, my toes are now calsuesd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8252450-110037259740724326?l=pounce-a-roo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pounce-a-roo.blogspot.com/feeds/110037259740724326/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8252450&amp;postID=110037259740724326' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8252450/posts/default/110037259740724326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8252450/posts/default/110037259740724326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pounce-a-roo.blogspot.com/2004/11/blog-number-8ballet-class.html' title='Blog Number 8/Ballet Class'/><author><name>Ashley Munns</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12760253865952316799</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-8252450.post-109979665161614835</id><published>2004-11-06T18:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-11-07T16:23:29.313-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blog Number 7</title><content type='html'>I have just read a discussion entry by Brittine Reid, about her book she is writitng. I wish I could write, maybe I could I just haven't set down to really try. In the first place I wouldn't know what to write about, if anyone could give me any idea's I would be very appreciative.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lately I have been reading "The Yearling" like everyone else should. I don't think it is so bad, but not much goes on, it slowly's drag. I have stopped reading Pride and Prejudice for a while. I am planning to watch the movie and try to read it again, maybe I will understand it better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was looking over old blogs and noticed that I had a few comments so I will answer them now. I do think that the LDS romance books would be fine for a person of a different religion to read. Most of them, the characters live by the LDS standards, and attend church on Sunday, some go a little deeper in to the religon. The other question is about the Nutcraker, the ticket sales are over. You are still able to call Weber State, and make ticket arrangments there. There are a few other people at Fairfield that are in it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning/afternoon my brother and sister, and I were watching Harry Potter and the Chamber of Secrets. I will just write down a few things that about what I notice and like about the movie. (It may be out of order.)&lt;br /&gt;1. During the dueling club, when Harry and Malfoy are walking away the music playing matches extactly what Sean Thomas is doing with his head.&lt;br /&gt;2. Hermione's hair I think does not look quite as poofy, I like that.&lt;br /&gt;3. I think that they follow the books very well.&lt;br /&gt;4. I like how timid Ron is when they are going to take Hagrids advice, and follow the spiders.&lt;br /&gt;5. I also like how Harry, Ron, and Hermione become better friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry if this not a five hundred words this week I will try to do it more in advance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8252450-109979665161614835?l=pounce-a-roo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pounce-a-roo.blogspot.com/feeds/109979665161614835/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8252450&amp;postID=109979665161614835' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8252450/posts/default/109979665161614835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8252450/posts/default/109979665161614835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pounce-a-roo.blogspot.com/2004/11/blog-number-7.html' title='Blog Number 7'/><author><name>Ashley Munns</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12760253865952316799</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-8252450.post-109958470846653368</id><published>2004-11-04T08:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-11-04T08:12:23.746-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Term 2 Above&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Term 1 Below&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8252450-109958470846653368?l=pounce-a-roo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pounce-a-roo.blogspot.com/feeds/109958470846653368/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8252450&amp;postID=109958470846653368' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8252450/posts/default/109958470846653368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8252450/posts/default/109958470846653368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pounce-a-roo.blogspot.com/2004/11/term-2-above-term-1-below.html' title=''/><author><name>Ashley Munns</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12760253865952316799</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-8252450.post-109814714846914655</id><published>2004-10-18T17:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-10-23T14:36:08.786-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Blog Number 6</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;I am still reading &lt;strong&gt;PRIDE AND PREJUDICE&lt;/strong&gt; by Jane Austin. Their mother is still trying to get them married. I have also finally figured out without he help of Heidi. The order of the girls from oldest to youngest. Jane&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;Elizabeth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;Mary&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;Catherine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;Lydia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;I hope I spelled those correctly. Elizabeth is trying not to like Mr. Darcey. Then he asks her for a dance. While they are dancing they are making conversation, about what they dislike, and how they should be having their coversations. That is about as far has a have gotten. I will add more once I have read more. Mr. Collins Elizabeth's cousin. He proposes to her and she refuses, but he just does not believe her.&lt;/span&gt; Her mother finds out about this and tells her that if she does not marry Mr. Collins then she will not talk to her ever again. Her dad though tells her if she marry's Collins he will never talk to her again. She decides not to marry Collins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I watched Ella Enchanted at Heidi's house on Friday. I thought it was a very good show. I did not realized that Anne Hathaway had such a good voice, or maybe it is not her real voice. I think it is. I thought it was very well done. I specially like how hard she tried to break the curse, and was not able to until it was love that made her brake it. I also did not like her one sister, I thought she was very mean. I really enjoyed thought the fact that it had elfs, ogars, and giants in it. I hope we can rent it one Friday at Comos' Video. Then when my cousin's come to stay they can watch it with us. Since they seem to think we kind of watch old fashion movies, and war movies. Probably because it is true. I am very excited because I get to watch it tonight with my cousins Abby, Tawnni, and Sammy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My favorite t.v. show is M*A*S*H, it takes place during the Korean war, as a mash unit. There are many characters, and it last for thirteen seasons.&lt;br /&gt;Col. Henry Blake-was there for the first three season. He was not very military, and a very relaxing game.&lt;br /&gt;Trapper John McIntire- was a surgeon so was Henry. Liked to play praticle jokes. His nickname is Trapper. He was there for the first three seasons left a few episodes after Henry.&lt;br /&gt;Frank Burns-He is a surgeon, but not very good. He is also very G.I. and most people hate him. He left after the first five seasons. His nickname was Farriot Face.&lt;br /&gt;Col. Sherman T. Potter-was the next commanding officer. Frank was for about five episodes then is replaced by Col. Potter. Col. Potter is an older man, but a very good surgeon. The Korean war was his third war.&lt;br /&gt;Capt. B.J. Hunticutt-came in the fifth season. Him and Frank only played one season together. He was there for the rest of the seasons. He is a very good surgeon.&lt;br /&gt;Maj. Charles E. Winchester-is very arogant, and a lot of money. He is a very good surgeon, and considers above everyone.&lt;br /&gt;Cor. Radar O'Riley-Is the company clerk he is there for the first eight seasons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Their is only four I haven't yet told you about and they were there for the whole time.&lt;br /&gt;That will wait though for next time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8252450-109814714846914655?l=pounce-a-roo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pounce-a-roo.blogspot.com/feeds/109814714846914655/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8252450&amp;postID=109814714846914655' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8252450/posts/default/109814714846914655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8252450/posts/default/109814714846914655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pounce-a-roo.blogspot.com/2004/10/blog-number-6.html' title='Blog Number 6'/><author><name>Ashley Munns</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12760253865952316799</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-8252450.post-109758997953229721</id><published>2004-10-12T07:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-10-16T15:41:34.636-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Blog Number 5</title><content type='html'>My book is called &lt;strong&gt;THE HEART FOREVER&lt;/strong&gt; written by Kerry Blair. It is between the The Heart has its Reasons, and the Heart Only Knows. It is really good. They get engaged in it, and Clyite gets ask out to the prom. She receives a mysterious egg, but I will not tell you about it, because Heidi is sitting next to me. She has not yet read it. I do not with to give her any clues. The bell is about to ring, Heidi is going to seat. I know can tell you everything. It has a very sad ending, but also a very good one. Clyite's boy friend dies from a brain tumor, but Andi and Greg make up in the end. They are at the end also officiously engaged. I think there should a another one after The Heart Only Knows. They still haven't yet got married. Greg hasn't told the world about his engagement to Andi. Greg's baseball team the Diamondbacks made it to the world series, and you need to find out if they win the world series. They are great books. I hope my blogs' have inspired more people to read books.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;The next book I am reading is called &lt;strong&gt;PRIDE AND PREJUDICE&lt;/strong&gt; by Jane Austin. Most of have probably read it. I have not. I am reading it from one of those small books. I am also excited because it has little drawing in is. So far I am not very far in it. All they have done is Mrs. Bennett has tried to get her five daughters married off to the most riches men. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;I am getting very excited for Nutcraker. I think quite a bite of the fun is being able to play around in the dressings rooms. Sometimes if you are lucky, and you have a really nice chaperone. You can go visit your friends that are in other classes, and that are in other dressing rooms. The worst of the dressing rooms is mostly the heat, and if the people get to noisey.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8252450-109758997953229721?l=pounce-a-roo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pounce-a-roo.blogspot.com/feeds/109758997953229721/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8252450&amp;postID=109758997953229721' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8252450/posts/default/109758997953229721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8252450/posts/default/109758997953229721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pounce-a-roo.blogspot.com/2004/10/blog-number-5.html' title='Blog Number 5'/><author><name>Ashley Munns</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12760253865952316799</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-8252450.post-109693626096572892</id><published>2004-10-04T17:30:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2004-10-09T14:43:53.490-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Blog Number 4</title><content type='html'>The book I am reading now is called &lt;strong&gt;HOOPER HALLER&lt;/strong&gt;, written by Dean Hughes. It is another book about baseball pitcher. He goes to the major leagues at the age of seventeen. He is a really good pitcher, but he stuggles with all the emotional fillings, and forgetting a game he didn't do well on. During this time is also trying to fit in because he is LDS, and that dosen't help him to fill more in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;The book I am reading now is called &lt;strong&gt;JENNY HALLER&lt;/strong&gt;, written by Dean Hughes. It is simply a squel to the book called Hooper Haller. The girl that you think he is going to marry have a big fight. I can't tell you anymore about this because I haven't finsihed the book. He also has a problem with his arm. So for awhile he doesn't know if is going to be able to contuninug pitching. So far he has come back from this injury.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Another book that I think everyone should read is the &lt;strong&gt;WORK AND THE GLORY&lt;/strong&gt; by Gerald N. Lund. I haven't read them since last year, but I have been listening on tape. I do this in the morning and when I am cleaning my room and such. I amy write now in the seventh and there are nine. I am to the part where the saints are just starting to leave Nauvoo. If you like church history and such you will love these books. I am really excited for the movie coming out during Thanksgiving.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;The books start with you meeting Joseph Smith as one of the hired hands for the main family. They end in book nine when they finally reach the Salt Lake Valley. I will warn you I don't care much for the fourth one. That is when the saints take most of the persucution. They also have Hauns Mill in that one. The Prophet Joseph doesn't die clear till the sixth book. They spend about the last to books coming across the plains. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;This Saturday in dance it was very busy. I was there from eight to ten for my class, and I stay a half in hour into the next class so I can do pilates with there class. Then I had to come home and run throught the shower and get my hair done, like they want it done from Nutcraker. The at eleven thirty. I had to be back for Nutcraker practice. Till about twelve fifteen then I stayed there for forty-five more minutes. My mom was helping with costumes. Then at one o'clock, I had to get into my costume and get my picture taken. Then I finally got home around two o'clock. I really enjoy it. It may sound like a lot of work, but there is always someone to talk to and, most of the time something to help with. The one bad thing is one of the Lady in Waiting she does the Davis High dance, and she hurt her foot. So she is on cruchets for about two to three weeks. Luickly they think she will beable to dance, and if not we will only have seven ladies in waiting, because they won't have time to call another. But most likely she will just have to do it foot or not.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8252450-109693626096572892?l=pounce-a-roo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pounce-a-roo.blogspot.com/feeds/109693626096572892/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8252450&amp;postID=109693626096572892' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8252450/posts/default/109693626096572892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8252450/posts/default/109693626096572892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pounce-a-roo.blogspot.com/2004/10/blog-number-4.html' title='Blog Number 4'/><author><name>Ashley Munns</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12760253865952316799</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-8252450.post-109632910607526055</id><published>2004-09-27T16:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-10-01T18:32:30.620-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Blog Number 3</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;The book I am reading is another one the of the LDS romance novels. I will tell you more when I remember to have the book by me, I guess I could go get it but I have other thinks I need to do. The book is called &lt;strong&gt;THE HEART HAS ITS REASONS&lt;/strong&gt; by Kerry Blair. It is about a girl by the name of Andi, and a boy by the name of Greg. Greg is a pro-fessional baseball player. He is a pitcher. Thought he does not act like it for he is very kind and consideret. She is waiting for her return missionarary then some person she is slowly starting to fall in love. He almost dies from a baseball hiting him in the head, and then when he was lingering between death and living. Her voice called him back, so he started to get better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is the next book a squeal to The Heart Has Its Reason, this one is called &lt;strong&gt;THE HEARTS ONLY KNOWS&lt;/strong&gt;. It is about Greg and Andi, they are engaged but, they don't want the public to know. So he has to not comunicate with Andi until a person that is giving him greif is behind bars. So that they will not kidnap Andi to make him do something he doesn't want to do. I can't tell you any more or I will spoil the book, plus I haven't finsih reading it yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Then a great movie that I have watched recently &lt;strong&gt;SINGING IN THE RAIN&lt;/strong&gt;. It is about the time when the motion pitures were coming out with sound. It has one of my most favorite actors Donald O'Conner. There is one actor she is very pretty, and a good actor, but she can't sing or dance. That is what they need for there next show. She they don't have her take part in the dancing, but they have someone without a good voice sing for her, and do her talking linds without her knowing. So in the end they are planning to announce who did the voice, but she won't allow it. So this girl Cathy does all this with out any credit. Then when the show is out the girl who did not do the talking makes a speech, without the other girl talking. Then they want her to sing so the one girl is behind the screen while the other is in front faking it. Then they pull the curtain and it is reviled who was really singing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8252450-109632910607526055?l=pounce-a-roo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pounce-a-roo.blogspot.com/feeds/109632910607526055/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8252450&amp;postID=109632910607526055' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8252450/posts/default/109632910607526055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8252450/posts/default/109632910607526055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pounce-a-roo.blogspot.com/2004/09/blog-number-3.html' title='Blog Number 3'/><author><name>Ashley Munns</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12760253865952316799</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-8252450.post-109573448169433221</id><published>2004-09-20T19:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-09-25T13:44:23.463-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Blog Number 2</title><content type='html'>Since we are not suppose to write about school or such anymore I will write about a topic I enjoy, reading. So I will summarize the book I have been reading so if you want to read it you can. It is called &lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FOUL PLAY&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; by Betsy Brannon Green. It is a mystery/romance, LDS kind of book.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Billie is going to go on vacation, but something goes wrong so she is not able to go, but she meets someone called Nathan, Kip, and a few others. She has to show them places to buy a piece of property so that they can build there paper plant. A few things go wrong and she is on the run, but not for what most people think she is running for. She stays in some interstice place. If you read this book please like to this blog like Mr. Thompson said is possible, and tell me how you liked it. If you like this book I can tell you a few more good ones she has written that I have read.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;I will now tell you about my ballet experience for today Saturday. I went at 8:00 in the morning for 1 or my 3 practices during the week, and was finished at 9:30. Today we did all on toe shoes. Then I had to be back at 10:30 because my mom was helping with costumes for nutcracker, and had to be there half in hour before the first fitting. Then I had my fitting at 11:00 for Lady in Waiting. I am the shortest person. The dresses you have to string up like a corset. They are very heavy, they are also so long that you can't see your feet. Then at 11:30 I had to go to practice with the other seven Ladies in Waitings till 12:15, and that is my day of dancing. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8252450-109573448169433221?l=pounce-a-roo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pounce-a-roo.blogspot.com/feeds/109573448169433221/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8252450&amp;postID=109573448169433221' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8252450/posts/default/109573448169433221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8252450/posts/default/109573448169433221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pounce-a-roo.blogspot.com/2004/09/blog-number-2.html' title='Blog Number 2'/><author><name>Ashley Munns</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12760253865952316799</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-8252450.post-109478375299859397</id><published>2004-09-09T19:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-09-14T16:21:59.793-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Blog Number 1</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;I really don't know what to type so I will just tell you what I did on Thur. Sept. 9, 2004. I got up practiced my piano, ate breakfast and went to school. I went throught my classes. Did well on my test in third period (symphonic band). Studied Greek Mythology in forth period with Mrs. Eller. Had fifth and then went to lunch. I had a great time at lucnch, had a little headache, but it went away. I then went to sixth period played "Come Come Ye Saints" in seminary. I then went to seventh period, and it wasn't to exciting.&lt;br /&gt;I then rushed home to get ready for ballet. I we did are techinque shoes, and then the later part of class we danced on toe shoes. I felt a blister coming, but class ended before it was fully developed. I then came home and relaxed for a little while. Then have had dinner and been working on my homework since. Sorry if this sounds like mummbling like I said before, I really don't know what to write (type).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt;Sat. Sept. 11, 2004, Today was a busy day for I had Nutcraker tryouts. My first tryout was at 8:00 Saturday morning, for toe. I did not make it on toe, but then at 10:00 their was tryouts for the tallest and those who did not make it on toe. Since they decide what group you tryout in by your highth. I don't find out what I am until Monday. I really hope that I am not a solider again, I want to be a mouse.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;Mon. Sept. 13, 2004, I found out tonight that I am a Lady in Waiting in the Nutcraker.  It is better than solider, but I still wish I was a mouse.  They have really long and big dresses, so I think it is going to be hard to dance graceful, with a big heavy dress.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8252450-109478375299859397?l=pounce-a-roo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pounce-a-roo.blogspot.com/feeds/109478375299859397/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8252450&amp;postID=109478375299859397' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8252450/posts/default/109478375299859397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8252450/posts/default/109478375299859397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pounce-a-roo.blogspot.com/2004/09/blog-number-1.html' title='Blog Number 1'/><author><name>Ashley Munns</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12760253865952316799</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-8252450.post-109467961023901721</id><published>2004-09-08T14:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-09-08T14:40:10.240-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hello World</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;Hello World!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8252450-109467961023901721?l=pounce-a-roo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pounce-a-roo.blogspot.com/feeds/109467961023901721/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8252450&amp;postID=109467961023901721' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8252450/posts/default/109467961023901721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8252450/posts/default/109467961023901721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pounce-a-roo.blogspot.com/2004/09/hello-world.html' title='Hello World'/><author><name>Ashley Munns</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12760253865952316799</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></feed>
