<?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-1209043960525905122</id><updated>2011-04-21T13:48:56.810-07:00</updated><title type='text'>American Martyrs and St. Lawrence of Brindisi 6th Grade Reading Blog</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amsslb.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1209043960525905122/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amsslb.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1209043960525905122/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>6th Grade Reading Blog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01560137953745753947</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>219</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1209043960525905122.post-7928682262086394624</id><published>2009-05-14T13:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-14T14:05:43.320-07:00</updated><title type='text'>response by Jessica Arruda</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;no because Rubin would be in more pain and the bleeding would be hard to stop the way i would feel would be what do i do leave him there to die or help him i would try to do every thing i can for him but there would be no hope for Rubin.   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1209043960525905122-7928682262086394624?l=amsslb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amsslb.blogspot.com/feeds/7928682262086394624/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://amsslb.blogspot.com/2009/05/response-by-jessica-arruda.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1209043960525905122/posts/default/7928682262086394624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1209043960525905122/posts/default/7928682262086394624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amsslb.blogspot.com/2009/05/response-by-jessica-arruda.html' title='response by Jessica Arruda'/><author><name>6th Grade Reading Blog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01560137953745753947</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-1209043960525905122.post-2172185715119244996</id><published>2009-05-14T13:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-14T13:54:37.619-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Response by Eric Lopez</title><content type='html'>I would toke out the ax because no one has to die with a big ax in him. It is the right thing to do. &lt;div&gt;If I was Billy I would fant first and then after I woke up then I would pull out the ax and say a pray that he would be fine when he reached heaven. The memory of Rubin would haunt me forever. I would never sleep. It would get so bad I would have to see a doctor.  I might forget it but it might take forever.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1209043960525905122-2172185715119244996?l=amsslb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amsslb.blogspot.com/feeds/2172185715119244996/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://amsslb.blogspot.com/2009/05/response-by-eric-lopez_14.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1209043960525905122/posts/default/2172185715119244996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1209043960525905122/posts/default/2172185715119244996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amsslb.blogspot.com/2009/05/response-by-eric-lopez_14.html' title='Response by Eric Lopez'/><author><name>6th Grade Reading Blog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01560137953745753947</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-1209043960525905122.post-8631794820995488600</id><published>2009-05-14T13:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-14T13:48:21.973-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Response by Eric Lopez</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1209043960525905122-8631794820995488600?l=amsslb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amsslb.blogspot.com/feeds/8631794820995488600/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://amsslb.blogspot.com/2009/05/response-by-eric-lopez.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1209043960525905122/posts/default/8631794820995488600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1209043960525905122/posts/default/8631794820995488600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amsslb.blogspot.com/2009/05/response-by-eric-lopez.html' title='Response by Eric Lopez'/><author><name>6th Grade Reading Blog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01560137953745753947</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-1209043960525905122.post-2167531850594296378</id><published>2009-05-14T13:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-14T13:36:43.673-07:00</updated><title type='text'>By Duncan Mckinnon</title><content type='html'>I would not take the ax out of Rubin because I would think that he would be in more pain then he acually is and that he would have a better chance of dieing if I did take the ax out of him because all the blood would just come rushing out of him and he would die of lose of blood. And last reason is because I would have the memory stuck in my head for my hole life and would havce nightmares about it&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1209043960525905122-2167531850594296378?l=amsslb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amsslb.blogspot.com/feeds/2167531850594296378/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://amsslb.blogspot.com/2009/05/by-duncan-mckinnon.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1209043960525905122/posts/default/2167531850594296378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1209043960525905122/posts/default/2167531850594296378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amsslb.blogspot.com/2009/05/by-duncan-mckinnon.html' title='By Duncan Mckinnon'/><author><name>6th Grade Reading Blog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01560137953745753947</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-1209043960525905122.post-3873047538622730275</id><published>2009-05-14T13:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-14T13:30:13.411-07:00</updated><title type='text'>by Sullivan Lyons</title><content type='html'>Yes i would take out the ax but very slowly. If i was Billy i would be shocked to see someone that young get killed. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1209043960525905122-3873047538622730275?l=amsslb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amsslb.blogspot.com/feeds/3873047538622730275/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://amsslb.blogspot.com/2009/05/by-sullivan-lyons.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1209043960525905122/posts/default/3873047538622730275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1209043960525905122/posts/default/3873047538622730275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amsslb.blogspot.com/2009/05/by-sullivan-lyons.html' title='by Sullivan Lyons'/><author><name>6th Grade Reading Blog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01560137953745753947</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-1209043960525905122.post-1915929301095352408</id><published>2009-05-14T13:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-14T13:24:33.137-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Response by Jonathan Paetzold</title><content type='html'>No I would not take the ax out because the ax would be bloody.  I would feel weird because I would see some one get killed.  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1209043960525905122-1915929301095352408?l=amsslb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amsslb.blogspot.com/feeds/1915929301095352408/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://amsslb.blogspot.com/2009/05/response-by-jonathan-paetzold_14.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1209043960525905122/posts/default/1915929301095352408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1209043960525905122/posts/default/1915929301095352408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amsslb.blogspot.com/2009/05/response-by-jonathan-paetzold_14.html' title='Response by Jonathan Paetzold'/><author><name>6th Grade Reading Blog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01560137953745753947</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-1209043960525905122.post-3585232013896577448</id><published>2009-05-14T13:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-14T13:20:30.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Response by Jonathan Paetzold</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1209043960525905122-3585232013896577448?l=amsslb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amsslb.blogspot.com/feeds/3585232013896577448/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://amsslb.blogspot.com/2009/05/response-by-jonathan-paetzold.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1209043960525905122/posts/default/3585232013896577448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1209043960525905122/posts/default/3585232013896577448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amsslb.blogspot.com/2009/05/response-by-jonathan-paetzold.html' title='Response by Jonathan Paetzold'/><author><name>6th Grade Reading Blog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01560137953745753947</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-1209043960525905122.post-5425997576430363498</id><published>2009-05-13T14:07:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-13T14:10:22.132-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Talia Pacini 6A</title><content type='html'>I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;wouldn't&lt;/span&gt; take the ax out of Rubin for a few reasons actually.  1. If I did then he would have no chance of living because all the blood would come out 2. I would have to have that memory for the rest of my life.  I would watch that scene over and over and just the feeling of taking out the ax. And 3. If I took out the ax it might put Rubin in more pain then he was in.  I could &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;accidentally&lt;/span&gt; cut him even more than I expected and that cut could make him die.  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1209043960525905122-5425997576430363498?l=amsslb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amsslb.blogspot.com/feeds/5425997576430363498/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://amsslb.blogspot.com/2009/05/talia-pacini-6a_13.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1209043960525905122/posts/default/5425997576430363498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1209043960525905122/posts/default/5425997576430363498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amsslb.blogspot.com/2009/05/talia-pacini-6a_13.html' title='Talia Pacini 6A'/><author><name>6th Grade Reading Blog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01560137953745753947</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-1209043960525905122.post-5712526443669653458</id><published>2009-05-13T14:07:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-13T14:07:35.132-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Talia Pacini 6A</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1209043960525905122-5712526443669653458?l=amsslb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amsslb.blogspot.com/feeds/5712526443669653458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://amsslb.blogspot.com/2009/05/talia-pacini-6a.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1209043960525905122/posts/default/5712526443669653458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1209043960525905122/posts/default/5712526443669653458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amsslb.blogspot.com/2009/05/talia-pacini-6a.html' title='Talia Pacini 6A'/><author><name>6th Grade Reading Blog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01560137953745753947</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-1209043960525905122.post-1603347120028459327</id><published>2009-05-13T14:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-13T14:04:23.673-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Response by Matthew Reilly</title><content type='html'>I would not take out the ax because that is not what you are supposed to do. You are supposed to leave it in or else all the blood would gush out and he would die anyway of blood loss. I learned this from a lifeguard. I would feel as if it was all my fault. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1209043960525905122-1603347120028459327?l=amsslb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amsslb.blogspot.com/feeds/1603347120028459327/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://amsslb.blogspot.com/2009/05/response-by-matthew-reilly.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1209043960525905122/posts/default/1603347120028459327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1209043960525905122/posts/default/1603347120028459327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amsslb.blogspot.com/2009/05/response-by-matthew-reilly.html' title='Response by Matthew Reilly'/><author><name>6th Grade Reading Blog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01560137953745753947</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-1209043960525905122.post-2676785778648931055</id><published>2009-05-13T13:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-13T13:57:58.283-07:00</updated><title type='text'>MOLLY BROWN 6A!!!!</title><content type='html'>I can't even think of what I would do if I was in Billy's position...... But I would be terrified, scared, guilty because it was my ax, and I would &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;probably&lt;/span&gt; even cry. Even though Rubin isn't one of my good friends or not really even a friend I would be so sad but if Rubin told me he wanted me to take the ax out of him I would because that's all I really could do for him other than getting help. :( &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1209043960525905122-2676785778648931055?l=amsslb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amsslb.blogspot.com/feeds/2676785778648931055/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://amsslb.blogspot.com/2009/05/molly-brown-6a.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1209043960525905122/posts/default/2676785778648931055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1209043960525905122/posts/default/2676785778648931055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amsslb.blogspot.com/2009/05/molly-brown-6a.html' title='MOLLY BROWN 6A!!!!'/><author><name>6th Grade Reading Blog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01560137953745753947</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-1209043960525905122.post-6516628780347544553</id><published>2009-05-13T13:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-13T13:51:24.050-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Response by Anna Blake</title><content type='html'>If I was in Billy's position, it would be scared to death!  If anyone was put in that position, no one would ever know what the right thing to do was.  The sight of someone dying such a painful death is unbearable and I do not know what I would do if I were Billy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1209043960525905122-6516628780347544553?l=amsslb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amsslb.blogspot.com/feeds/6516628780347544553/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://amsslb.blogspot.com/2009/05/response-by-anna-blake.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1209043960525905122/posts/default/6516628780347544553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1209043960525905122/posts/default/6516628780347544553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amsslb.blogspot.com/2009/05/response-by-anna-blake.html' title='Response by Anna Blake'/><author><name>6th Grade Reading Blog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01560137953745753947</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-1209043960525905122.post-554084118145831149</id><published>2009-05-13T13:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-13T13:42:39.357-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;I would not lay a finger on that ax.  Terrifying.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;  I &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;would probably be the speechless one.  I mean, it's good to respect wishes at the final minutes, but an &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;ax&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;? Gross.  If I was Billy, which I'm not, I would never forgive myself.  I would run to get help and have somebody else do it.  Yikes.  I would probably cry or even hurl...I would blame myself.   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1209043960525905122-554084118145831149?l=amsslb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amsslb.blogspot.com/feeds/554084118145831149/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://amsslb.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-would-not-lay-finger-on-that-ax.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1209043960525905122/posts/default/554084118145831149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1209043960525905122/posts/default/554084118145831149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amsslb.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-would-not-lay-finger-on-that-ax.html' title=''/><author><name>6th Grade Reading Blog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01560137953745753947</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-1209043960525905122.post-106464524748072155</id><published>2009-05-13T13:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-13T13:29:39.720-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Response by Alyssa Casio-Togle</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;I wouldn't take the ax out because I  would feel the blood rush on to me but i would if that would've helped Rubin.  I would feel so terrified, shocked, and scared all at the same time. Sorry if that makes you wobbly knee.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1209043960525905122-106464524748072155?l=amsslb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amsslb.blogspot.com/feeds/106464524748072155/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://amsslb.blogspot.com/2009/05/response-by-alyssa-casio-togle.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1209043960525905122/posts/default/106464524748072155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1209043960525905122/posts/default/106464524748072155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amsslb.blogspot.com/2009/05/response-by-alyssa-casio-togle.html' title='Response by Alyssa Casio-Togle'/><author><name>6th Grade Reading Blog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01560137953745753947</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-1209043960525905122.post-2745211809107449472</id><published>2009-05-13T13:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-13T13:24:02.887-07:00</updated><title type='text'>response by ryan</title><content type='html'>I would not take out the ax. I would leave him there and tell someone to help us. If I were Billy I would feel so sad and scared and guilty because it was my fault that he was dead and that memory would follow me my whole life.  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1209043960525905122-2745211809107449472?l=amsslb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amsslb.blogspot.com/feeds/2745211809107449472/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://amsslb.blogspot.com/2009/05/response-by-ryan.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1209043960525905122/posts/default/2745211809107449472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1209043960525905122/posts/default/2745211809107449472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amsslb.blogspot.com/2009/05/response-by-ryan.html' title='response by ryan'/><author><name>6th Grade Reading Blog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01560137953745753947</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-1209043960525905122.post-9045433494480612630</id><published>2009-05-12T14:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-12T14:02:09.503-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Response by Aiden Blood</title><content type='html'>I would not take out the ax because he might of lived.  I would run as fast as I could to get help and not go hunting for a while.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1209043960525905122-9045433494480612630?l=amsslb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amsslb.blogspot.com/feeds/9045433494480612630/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://amsslb.blogspot.com/2009/05/response-by-aiden-blood.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1209043960525905122/posts/default/9045433494480612630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1209043960525905122/posts/default/9045433494480612630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amsslb.blogspot.com/2009/05/response-by-aiden-blood.html' title='Response by Aiden Blood'/><author><name>6th Grade Reading Blog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01560137953745753947</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-1209043960525905122.post-2564822484285879192</id><published>2009-05-12T13:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-12T13:59:39.081-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Response by Jason Martinez</title><content type='html'>If i were Billy, I would have slowly taken the axe out, being careful not to move it around to much, and done my best to make sure that he would survive. When I would see that Rubin had  an axe stuck in him.... I would have been completely flabbergasted. I would have so much shock to me because I would of know that he would probably die and I would have to just watch. I would have gotten help as quickly as possibly and hoping that he would survive&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1209043960525905122-2564822484285879192?l=amsslb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amsslb.blogspot.com/feeds/2564822484285879192/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://amsslb.blogspot.com/2009/05/response-by-jason-martinez.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1209043960525905122/posts/default/2564822484285879192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1209043960525905122/posts/default/2564822484285879192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amsslb.blogspot.com/2009/05/response-by-jason-martinez.html' title='Response by Jason Martinez'/><author><name>6th Grade Reading Blog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01560137953745753947</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-1209043960525905122.post-8778582395183407790</id><published>2009-05-12T13:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-12T13:54:18.359-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Response by Caleigh Smith</title><content type='html'>If i were Billy i would have not taken the ax out of Rubin because i hate the sight of blood and i feel as if i am going to pass out for a week if a even see a drop of blood!!!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1209043960525905122-8778582395183407790?l=amsslb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amsslb.blogspot.com/feeds/8778582395183407790/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://amsslb.blogspot.com/2009/05/response-by-caleigh-smith.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1209043960525905122/posts/default/8778582395183407790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1209043960525905122/posts/default/8778582395183407790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amsslb.blogspot.com/2009/05/response-by-caleigh-smith.html' title='Response by Caleigh Smith'/><author><name>6th Grade Reading Blog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01560137953745753947</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-1209043960525905122.post-2125022962272723569</id><published>2009-05-12T13:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-12T13:47:57.179-07:00</updated><title type='text'>By Stephen Mayer</title><content type='html'>I would not take the ax out because I would have fainted at the sight of blood and I would feel like throwing up after seeing the blood gushing out and I would never touch the ax again .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1209043960525905122-2125022962272723569?l=amsslb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amsslb.blogspot.com/feeds/2125022962272723569/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://amsslb.blogspot.com/2009/05/by-stephen-mayer.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1209043960525905122/posts/default/2125022962272723569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1209043960525905122/posts/default/2125022962272723569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amsslb.blogspot.com/2009/05/by-stephen-mayer.html' title='By Stephen Mayer'/><author><name>6th Grade Reading Blog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01560137953745753947</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-1209043960525905122.post-3508668051536351402</id><published>2009-05-12T13:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-12T13:42:51.280-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Response by Jenny Willson</title><content type='html'>I would pull the ax out of Rubin. If someone were to die I think they should die peacefully. If i were Billy I would feel ashamed about the ax incident. It would be &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;traumatizing&lt;/span&gt;  to see what Billy saw. I would pull out the ax not to keep it, but to be a good person even though everyone in town hates the Pritchard boys.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1209043960525905122-3508668051536351402?l=amsslb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amsslb.blogspot.com/feeds/3508668051536351402/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://amsslb.blogspot.com/2009/05/response-by-jenny-willson.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1209043960525905122/posts/default/3508668051536351402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1209043960525905122/posts/default/3508668051536351402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amsslb.blogspot.com/2009/05/response-by-jenny-willson.html' title='Response by Jenny Willson'/><author><name>6th Grade Reading Blog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01560137953745753947</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-1209043960525905122.post-6088510142448389428</id><published>2009-05-12T13:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-12T13:35:59.060-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Response by Jennifer Harbeck</title><content type='html'>I would pull the axe out of Rubin, it would be the least I could do. If I didn't I would feel guilty for the rest of my life. Doing Rubin's last wish for him would make me feel better, but it would still be very sad. Seeing someone die right in front of me would be by far one of the saddest things I would ever experience. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1209043960525905122-6088510142448389428?l=amsslb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amsslb.blogspot.com/feeds/6088510142448389428/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://amsslb.blogspot.com/2009/05/response-by-jennifer-harbeck.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1209043960525905122/posts/default/6088510142448389428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1209043960525905122/posts/default/6088510142448389428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amsslb.blogspot.com/2009/05/response-by-jennifer-harbeck.html' title='Response by Jennifer Harbeck'/><author><name>6th Grade Reading Blog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01560137953745753947</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-1209043960525905122.post-959689781706629288</id><published>2009-05-12T13:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-12T13:26:59.335-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Response by Maggie Morrison</title><content type='html'>I if I were Billy I would take the ax out of Rubin. It would be the least I could do for him since he was passing away. I would feel like the accident was partly my fault, that I could have kept Rubin from taking the ax and then he wouldn't have fallen on it and killed himself. I would also feel terrible and probably throw-up from the horrible accident had just witnessed. It would've been the worst thing I have seen in my entire life! There is nothing more terrible than being killed and witnessing someone dying. I would do anything to make sure Rubin survived. I would feel horrible and sick and I would've gone strait to Rubin's parents and told them the accident I had just witnessed. I would bring flowers and cookies and a card to Rubin's family and I would probably help them around their house. The poor family would probably be crying for hours, I would probably cry for hours!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1209043960525905122-959689781706629288?l=amsslb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amsslb.blogspot.com/feeds/959689781706629288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://amsslb.blogspot.com/2009/05/response-by-maggie-morrison.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1209043960525905122/posts/default/959689781706629288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1209043960525905122/posts/default/959689781706629288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amsslb.blogspot.com/2009/05/response-by-maggie-morrison.html' title='Response by Maggie Morrison'/><author><name>6th Grade Reading Blog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01560137953745753947</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-1209043960525905122.post-2469336784280782378</id><published>2009-05-12T13:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-12T13:18:05.980-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>If I was Billy I would take the ax out as Rubin's final wishes.  I would probably be angry at myself for even going up in the woods, because then Rubin wouldn't have died.  I also would hate the fact that I brought death and sorrow upon a family.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1209043960525905122-2469336784280782378?l=amsslb.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1209043960525905122.post-296268604439953948</id><published>2009-05-11T14:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-11T14:22:48.443-07:00</updated><title type='text'>By Jillian Parks</title><content type='html'>If I were Billy, yes I would have taken out the ax that was stuck in Rubin.  I would have felt horrible though, seeing an ax in him.  And if I were Billy I would have felt scared about what to do because it is very rare to see someone with an ax in them.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1209043960525905122-296268604439953948?l=amsslb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amsslb.blogspot.com/feeds/296268604439953948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://amsslb.blogspot.com/2009/05/by-jillian-parks_11.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1209043960525905122/posts/default/296268604439953948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1209043960525905122/posts/default/296268604439953948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amsslb.blogspot.com/2009/05/by-jillian-parks_11.html' title='By Jillian Parks'/><author><name>6th Grade Reading Blog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01560137953745753947</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-1209043960525905122.post-8527207480970697996</id><published>2009-05-11T14:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-11T14:17:21.394-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Responded by: Tessa Allen</title><content type='html'>If I were Billy I would have felt terrible but I would have taken the ax out of Rubin because that was his last wish. I would have wanted to make him as happy as possible before he died. I would feel terrible and I probably would have thrown up but I would have done what was needed to help Rubin feel well.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1209043960525905122-8527207480970697996?l=amsslb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amsslb.blogspot.com/feeds/8527207480970697996/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://amsslb.blogspot.com/2009/05/responded-by-tessa-allen_11.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1209043960525905122/posts/default/8527207480970697996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1209043960525905122/posts/default/8527207480970697996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amsslb.blogspot.com/2009/05/responded-by-tessa-allen_11.html' title='Responded by: Tessa Allen'/><author><name>6th Grade Reading Blog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01560137953745753947</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-1209043960525905122.post-9027186974484525979</id><published>2009-05-11T14:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-11T14:11:27.714-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Response by Connor Lucier</title><content type='html'>If I were Billy I would've taken the ax out of Rubin, granting his last request. I would've felt awful if I were Billy, especially if I were him when he saw that Rubin was dying.  I would've done whatever I could've to help Rubin before he died, even if that included taking the ax out of him, although  have to admit I would've been hesitant in doing so.  But still, I would go as far as I needed to go to help someone in need.&lt;div&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/1209043960525905122-9027186974484525979?l=amsslb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amsslb.blogspot.com/feeds/9027186974484525979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://amsslb.blogspot.com/2009/05/response-by-connor-lucier.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1209043960525905122/posts/default/9027186974484525979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1209043960525905122/posts/default/9027186974484525979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amsslb.blogspot.com/2009/05/response-by-connor-lucier.html' title='Response by Connor Lucier'/><author><name>6th Grade Reading Blog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01560137953745753947</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-1209043960525905122.post-7105767545307528038</id><published>2009-05-11T13:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-11T14:01:17.742-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Response by Covi Brannan</title><content type='html'>If I were Billy I would have taken the ax out of Rubin. Being in the presence of a dying boy, the least I could do would be granting his last request and easing  his pain. Yet still I would be horrified if I were in that position; that image of Rubin's icy,bloody body would haunt me forever. I would know it wasn't my fault (or my grandpa's fault) that Rubin died, but it would be hard not to let the guilt settle in.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1209043960525905122-7105767545307528038?l=amsslb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amsslb.blogspot.com/feeds/7105767545307528038/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://amsslb.blogspot.com/2009/05/response-by-covi-brannan_11.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1209043960525905122/posts/default/7105767545307528038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1209043960525905122/posts/default/7105767545307528038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amsslb.blogspot.com/2009/05/response-by-covi-brannan_11.html' title='Response by Covi Brannan'/><author><name>6th Grade Reading Blog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01560137953745753947</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-1209043960525905122.post-6652347961382721265</id><published>2009-05-11T13:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-11T13:53:31.235-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Nolan Sharp</title><content type='html'>I would take it out because it was the least I could do since his life was coming to an end.  If I was Billy I would feel good that I did what Rubin asked of me to help him before he died.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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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-1209043960525905122.post-6241032817817014113</id><published>2009-05-11T13:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-11T13:49:02.884-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Response by Kelly Byrne</title><content type='html'>If I was Billy I would take the ax out of Rubin.  I would be definitely be frightened because I would be all alone with a dying boy.  I would take out the ax because maybe it would be the last thing Rubin said in his life.  I would remember that moment when blood gushed out his mouth and then fell to the ground cold as ice for the rest of my life.  I would not blame myself or grandpa but I would do whatever I could to help his family live through the tough times.  I would not want to be in that situation though.  It would take a lot just to gain the courage. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1209043960525905122-6241032817817014113?l=amsslb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amsslb.blogspot.com/feeds/6241032817817014113/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://amsslb.blogspot.com/2009/05/response-by-kelly-byrne_11.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1209043960525905122/posts/default/6241032817817014113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1209043960525905122/posts/default/6241032817817014113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amsslb.blogspot.com/2009/05/response-by-kelly-byrne_11.html' title='Response by Kelly Byrne'/><author><name>6th Grade Reading Blog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01560137953745753947</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-1209043960525905122.post-3931314326440469473</id><published>2009-05-11T13:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-11T14:02:53.014-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Response by Simon Stauber</title><content type='html'>If I were Billy and Rubin told me to take and ax out of him, I probably wouldn't out of fear. I would run away in tears thinking it was all my fault and then realize that I should have done it after he died. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1209043960525905122-3931314326440469473?l=amsslb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amsslb.blogspot.com/feeds/3931314326440469473/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://amsslb.blogspot.com/2009/05/simon.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1209043960525905122/posts/default/3931314326440469473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1209043960525905122/posts/default/3931314326440469473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amsslb.blogspot.com/2009/05/simon.html' title='Response by Simon Stauber'/><author><name>6th Grade Reading Blog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01560137953745753947</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-1209043960525905122.post-973227249367773709</id><published>2009-05-11T13:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-11T13:31:54.202-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Response by Tessa McNeil</title><content type='html'>If  I were Billy, I would take the ax out, but I would be very scared to do it because if someone were talking to me with blood coming out of his mouth and an ax in his side that would be creepy. But even if I was scared, I would feel like I had to do it because it was his last request before he died.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1209043960525905122-973227249367773709?l=amsslb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amsslb.blogspot.com/feeds/973227249367773709/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://amsslb.blogspot.com/2009/05/response-by-tessa-mcneil_11.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1209043960525905122/posts/default/973227249367773709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1209043960525905122/posts/default/973227249367773709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amsslb.blogspot.com/2009/05/response-by-tessa-mcneil_11.html' title='Response by Tessa McNeil'/><author><name>6th Grade Reading Blog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01560137953745753947</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-1209043960525905122.post-2853077420199658355</id><published>2009-05-11T13:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-11T13:24:44.486-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Response by Duncan Rowland</title><content type='html'>If I was Billy I would take the ax out of Rubin because he wanted it to happen and it was is last request and it wouldn't be that hard to and he is already dead so it wouldn't hurt Rubin at all. I would feel very scared, sad and maybe a little guilty. I would feel that way because just seeing some one fall on an ax die with blood coming out of his mouth as he tried to talk would make me scared and sand and I would feel guilty because it would partly my fault that He was dead because if I didn't go to the forest and become so eager to catch the coon Old Dan and Little Ann wouldn't have fought with the Old blue tick hound.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1209043960525905122-2853077420199658355?l=amsslb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amsslb.blogspot.com/feeds/2853077420199658355/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://amsslb.blogspot.com/2009/05/response-by-duncan-rowland_11.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1209043960525905122/posts/default/2853077420199658355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1209043960525905122/posts/default/2853077420199658355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amsslb.blogspot.com/2009/05/response-by-duncan-rowland_11.html' title='Response by Duncan Rowland'/><author><name>6th Grade Reading Blog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01560137953745753947</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-1209043960525905122.post-6811421103417714470</id><published>2009-05-05T13:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-05T13:51:20.449-07:00</updated><title type='text'>response by jonathan mejia</title><content type='html'>rubin had a ax in him billy was shocked of seeing rubin. Would youtake out the ax ? yes or no? how would you feel if you where billy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I  would not take out the ax out of rubins stomach. The main reason is that he can lose a lot of blood and die. If I was billy i would fell guilty of rubins death. Also scared if the police will take me to jail.Also feel all alone no one to talk to at all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1209043960525905122-6811421103417714470?l=amsslb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amsslb.blogspot.com/feeds/6811421103417714470/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://amsslb.blogspot.com/2009/05/response-by-jonathan-mejia.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1209043960525905122/posts/default/6811421103417714470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1209043960525905122/posts/default/6811421103417714470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amsslb.blogspot.com/2009/05/response-by-jonathan-mejia.html' title='response by jonathan mejia'/><author><name>6th Grade Reading Blog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01560137953745753947</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-1209043960525905122.post-5434364459013410215</id><published>2009-05-05T13:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-05T13:53:54.096-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Response by Heriberto Maldonado</title><content type='html'>Rubin had ax in his stomach/chest Billy was was shocked of seeing Rubin. Would you take out the ax ? Yes or No? How would you feel, like Billy? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;         I would take out the ax. Because you he is already dead.  I know blood will come out of  stomach.  So  what is the point having to ax in his stomach . It will be a bad experience but I answer his last request.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;        I would feel scare because I'm alone which is scary. I will be so sad and why will his brother leave. So at the same time I will be confused. Dead person on the left, and on the right brother that left for the place.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1209043960525905122-5434364459013410215?l=amsslb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amsslb.blogspot.com/feeds/5434364459013410215/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://amsslb.blogspot.com/2009/05/response-by-heriberto-maldonado.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1209043960525905122/posts/default/5434364459013410215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1209043960525905122/posts/default/5434364459013410215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amsslb.blogspot.com/2009/05/response-by-heriberto-maldonado.html' title='Response by Heriberto Maldonado'/><author><name>6th Grade Reading Blog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01560137953745753947</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-1209043960525905122.post-4548690790396667991</id><published>2009-05-05T13:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-05T13:50:53.991-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Response  Austin Campos</title><content type='html'>Jourel Entrie : When Billy made the bet with Rannie , if you were Billy would you make the bet why or why not . Also if you saw somebody trip and fall on a axe pearcing half of his body what would you do .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    First of all I would make the bet b/c someone who thinks there  it I would finally prove them wrong and trie to make them see they are not better or perfect. Also if some one was dying befor myeyes i would set write there tell death or if they have a chace of iving i would run my fastest to help&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1209043960525905122-4548690790396667991?l=amsslb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amsslb.blogspot.com/feeds/4548690790396667991/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://amsslb.blogspot.com/2009/05/response-austin-campos.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1209043960525905122/posts/default/4548690790396667991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1209043960525905122/posts/default/4548690790396667991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amsslb.blogspot.com/2009/05/response-austin-campos.html' title='Response  Austin Campos'/><author><name>6th Grade Reading Blog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01560137953745753947</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-1209043960525905122.post-147865285889507661</id><published>2009-05-05T13:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-05T13:58:54.494-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Responses by Aaron Rocha</title><content type='html'>Rubin had ax in his stomach/chest Billy was very shocked of seeing Rubin. Would you take out the ax?yes or no? How would you feel if you were Billy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                        If I was Billy I would of been shocked not just shoked but surprised of seeing Rubin with a ax in stomach/chest.If Rubin ask me to take out the ax,I would not take out the ax because the blood might gush out like a gush candy. I would feel very sad not just sad but gillty .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1209043960525905122-147865285889507661?l=amsslb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amsslb.blogspot.com/feeds/147865285889507661/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://amsslb.blogspot.com/2009/05/responses-by-aaron-rocha.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1209043960525905122/posts/default/147865285889507661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1209043960525905122/posts/default/147865285889507661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amsslb.blogspot.com/2009/05/responses-by-aaron-rocha.html' title='Responses by Aaron Rocha'/><author><name>6th Grade Reading Blog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01560137953745753947</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-1209043960525905122.post-2945728111388261175</id><published>2009-05-05T13:25:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-05T13:28:56.432-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Responed by Jonathan</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1209043960525905122-2945728111388261175?l=amsslb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amsslb.blogspot.com/feeds/2945728111388261175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://amsslb.blogspot.com/2009/05/responed-by-jonathan.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1209043960525905122/posts/default/2945728111388261175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1209043960525905122/posts/default/2945728111388261175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amsslb.blogspot.com/2009/05/responed-by-jonathan.html' title='Responed by Jonathan'/><author><name>6th Grade Reading Blog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01560137953745753947</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-1209043960525905122.post-8542987455851244560</id><published>2009-05-05T13:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-05T13:51:23.606-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Responded By:Angela  Gaona</title><content type='html'>In ch.11 ,something bad happens to little An. Reread the chapter and look for and read 3 comments/sentencesthat foreshadows this event.Explain how each statement was an example of forshadowing. How did they make you feel?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Little Ann started Whining and begging for help. This is an example of foreshadowing because it reflects that  Little Ann is in trouble;it made me feel bad because she couldn't get out of the freezing water.Then I saw her. This is an example of foreshadowing because it tellsus that Billy found his dog;it made me fell happy that Billy saw her that way he could help Little Ann.With my pole i fished the lantern back to the bank.This foreshadows that he is a brave boy because even though he doesn't have the right equipment he improves by using something different;it made me feel proud of him.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1209043960525905122-8542987455851244560?l=amsslb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amsslb.blogspot.com/feeds/8542987455851244560/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://amsslb.blogspot.com/2009/05/responded-byangela-gaona.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1209043960525905122/posts/default/8542987455851244560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1209043960525905122/posts/default/8542987455851244560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amsslb.blogspot.com/2009/05/responded-byangela-gaona.html' title='Responded By:Angela  Gaona'/><author><name>6th Grade Reading Blog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01560137953745753947</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-1209043960525905122.post-8385718706949658367</id><published>2009-05-04T14:23:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-04T14:27:09.198-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Simon Stauber</title><content type='html'>Sometimes, doing the most simple plan or idea is the best way. I.e. during school, I do my homework,simple as it is , and almost always get a good overall grade just by doing even the most simple homework.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1209043960525905122-8385718706949658367?l=amsslb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amsslb.blogspot.com/feeds/8385718706949658367/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://amsslb.blogspot.com/2009/05/simon-stauber.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1209043960525905122/posts/default/8385718706949658367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1209043960525905122/posts/default/8385718706949658367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amsslb.blogspot.com/2009/05/simon-stauber.html' title='Simon Stauber'/><author><name>6th Grade Reading Blog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01560137953745753947</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-1209043960525905122.post-1306774628519599600</id><published>2009-05-04T14:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-04T14:21:29.593-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Response by Kelly Byrne</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Definitely!! Sometimes when I'm not doing the best I can in an event or sport I hear my family cheering me on and I feel better and I preform much better.  A little thing such as cheering for someone can make a whole lot of a difference to that person. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1209043960525905122-1306774628519599600?l=amsslb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amsslb.blogspot.com/feeds/1306774628519599600/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://amsslb.blogspot.com/2009/05/response-by-kelly-byrne.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1209043960525905122/posts/default/1306774628519599600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1209043960525905122/posts/default/1306774628519599600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amsslb.blogspot.com/2009/05/response-by-kelly-byrne.html' title='Response by Kelly Byrne'/><author><name>6th Grade Reading Blog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01560137953745753947</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>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1209043960525905122.post-3901724336945803789</id><published>2009-05-04T14:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-04T14:14:54.027-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Response By Connor Lucier</title><content type='html'>I got good results from doing something simple during school football season.  Since it is flag football, you have to pick a flag that fits you and stays on you well.  But every flag I took was either too small or fell off when I started running.  So I came to a decision to try my brother's old flag that he used in the previous football season and WOW.  It was so much different that almost no one on the team could pull my flag off and they even thought that I was cheating by tying it so no one could pull it off. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1209043960525905122-3901724336945803789?l=amsslb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amsslb.blogspot.com/feeds/3901724336945803789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://amsslb.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-got-good-results-from-doing-something.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1209043960525905122/posts/default/3901724336945803789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1209043960525905122/posts/default/3901724336945803789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amsslb.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-got-good-results-from-doing-something.html' title='Response By Connor Lucier'/><author><name>6th Grade Reading Blog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01560137953745753947</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-1209043960525905122.post-6454728936916699432</id><published>2009-05-04T14:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-04T14:05:35.352-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Responded by: Tessa Allen</title><content type='html'>Sometimes by doing a very simple move in soccer you can get by a player. Sometimes doing what is simple is doing what is right!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1209043960525905122-6454728936916699432?l=amsslb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amsslb.blogspot.com/feeds/6454728936916699432/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://amsslb.blogspot.com/2009/05/responded-by-tessa-allen.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1209043960525905122/posts/default/6454728936916699432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1209043960525905122/posts/default/6454728936916699432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amsslb.blogspot.com/2009/05/responded-by-tessa-allen.html' title='Responded by: Tessa Allen'/><author><name>6th Grade Reading Blog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01560137953745753947</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-1209043960525905122.post-8817815710323675574</id><published>2009-05-04T13:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-04T14:02:19.294-07:00</updated><title type='text'>By Jillian Parks</title><content type='html'>I got good results when doing something simple when one time I was doing a book report and I wanted to do a great book.  But since my teacher said I couldn't do it on a book I already read I had to pick a different book; that book was horrible but at least I got a good grade, right?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1209043960525905122-8817815710323675574?l=amsslb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amsslb.blogspot.com/feeds/8817815710323675574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://amsslb.blogspot.com/2009/05/by-jillian-parks.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1209043960525905122/posts/default/8817815710323675574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1209043960525905122/posts/default/8817815710323675574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amsslb.blogspot.com/2009/05/by-jillian-parks.html' title='By Jillian Parks'/><author><name>6th Grade Reading Blog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01560137953745753947</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-1209043960525905122.post-5389213029774483334</id><published>2009-05-04T13:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-04T13:57:01.136-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Response by Covi Brannan</title><content type='html'>Once I had a big diarama due for my Language Arts class. I had this HUGE idea in my head of what I was going to do but I didn't have that kind of time. So instead I did a simple,detailed project and got an A!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1209043960525905122-5389213029774483334?l=amsslb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amsslb.blogspot.com/feeds/5389213029774483334/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://amsslb.blogspot.com/2009/05/response-by-covi-brannan.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1209043960525905122/posts/default/5389213029774483334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1209043960525905122/posts/default/5389213029774483334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amsslb.blogspot.com/2009/05/response-by-covi-brannan.html' title='Response by Covi Brannan'/><author><name>6th Grade Reading Blog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01560137953745753947</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-1209043960525905122.post-4608755484328560426</id><published>2009-05-04T13:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-04T13:52:08.227-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Response by Duncan Rowland</title><content type='html'>Yes, when I got a math test back and i had a worse grade than the one mr. mac gave me and the grade I got was the better grade&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1209043960525905122-4608755484328560426?l=amsslb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1209043960525905122.post-8780181526991441264</id><published>2009-05-04T13:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-04T13:49:07.432-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Response by Tessa McNeil</title><content type='html'>one of my favorite parts is when Little Ann falls into the river, and Billy saves her, because it shows how much Billy cares for his dogs, and would do anything for them.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1209043960525905122-8780181526991441264?l=amsslb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amsslb.blogspot.com/feeds/8780181526991441264/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://amsslb.blogspot.com/2009/05/response-by-tessa-mcneil.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1209043960525905122/posts/default/8780181526991441264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1209043960525905122/posts/default/8780181526991441264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amsslb.blogspot.com/2009/05/response-by-tessa-mcneil.html' title='Response by Tessa McNeil'/><author><name>6th Grade Reading Blog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01560137953745753947</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-1209043960525905122.post-1610594170828782313</id><published>2009-05-04T13:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-04T13:39:02.783-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Response by Greg Regan</title><content type='html'>Once, I was playing tennis when I hit a simple shot and won the match. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1209043960525905122-1610594170828782313?l=amsslb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amsslb.blogspot.com/feeds/1610594170828782313/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://amsslb.blogspot.com/2009/05/response-by-greg-regan.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1209043960525905122/posts/default/1610594170828782313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1209043960525905122/posts/default/1610594170828782313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amsslb.blogspot.com/2009/05/response-by-greg-regan.html' title='Response by Greg Regan'/><author><name>6th Grade Reading Blog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01560137953745753947</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-1209043960525905122.post-4337485293655906733</id><published>2009-04-30T14:02:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-30T14:05:50.910-07:00</updated><title type='text'>response by Tim Shannon</title><content type='html'>my favorite part of this book is when he went into town and he went into the pipe and shot out and when he treed his first coon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1209043960525905122-4337485293655906733?l=amsslb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amsslb.blogspot.com/feeds/4337485293655906733/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://amsslb.blogspot.com/2009/04/response-by-tim-shannon_9395.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1209043960525905122/posts/default/4337485293655906733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1209043960525905122/posts/default/4337485293655906733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amsslb.blogspot.com/2009/04/response-by-tim-shannon_9395.html' title='response by Tim Shannon'/><author><name>6th Grade Reading Blog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01560137953745753947</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-1209043960525905122.post-1507938204590438644</id><published>2009-04-30T14:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-30T14:03:46.314-07:00</updated><title type='text'>response by Tim Shannon</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1209043960525905122-1507938204590438644?l=amsslb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amsslb.blogspot.com/feeds/1507938204590438644/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://amsslb.blogspot.com/2009/04/response-by-tim-shannon_30.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1209043960525905122/posts/default/1507938204590438644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1209043960525905122/posts/default/1507938204590438644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amsslb.blogspot.com/2009/04/response-by-tim-shannon_30.html' title='response by Tim Shannon'/><author><name>6th Grade Reading Blog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01560137953745753947</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-1209043960525905122.post-5950627492010392318</id><published>2009-04-30T13:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-30T13:47:57.269-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Response by Jonathan Paetzold</title><content type='html'>My favorite part so far is when Billy catches his first coon with his dogs.  It is my favorite part because I was happy for Billy.  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1209043960525905122-5950627492010392318?l=amsslb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amsslb.blogspot.com/feeds/5950627492010392318/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://amsslb.blogspot.com/2009/04/response-by-jonathan-paetzold_30.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1209043960525905122/posts/default/5950627492010392318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1209043960525905122/posts/default/5950627492010392318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amsslb.blogspot.com/2009/04/response-by-jonathan-paetzold_30.html' title='Response by Jonathan Paetzold'/><author><name>6th Grade Reading Blog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01560137953745753947</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1209043960525905122.post-837002009561877537</id><published>2009-04-30T13:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-30T13:43:45.046-07:00</updated><title type='text'>response by Duncan Mckinnon</title><content type='html'>So far this book has been really good. My favorite part of the book is when Billy saves up for the two dogs Old dan and Little Ann. And my other favorite part is when Billy goes hunting in the winter and Little Ann falls into the water and Billy rescues her. That shows that Billy really does care for his dogs.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1209043960525905122-837002009561877537?l=amsslb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amsslb.blogspot.com/feeds/837002009561877537/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://amsslb.blogspot.com/2009/04/response-by-duncan-mckinnon_30.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1209043960525905122/posts/default/837002009561877537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1209043960525905122/posts/default/837002009561877537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amsslb.blogspot.com/2009/04/response-by-duncan-mckinnon_30.html' title='response by Duncan Mckinnon'/><author><name>6th Grade Reading Blog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01560137953745753947</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-1209043960525905122.post-4820912790435640575</id><published>2009-04-30T13:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-30T13:38:12.396-07:00</updated><title type='text'>response by Sullivan Lyons</title><content type='html'>my favorite part was when billy got his dogs. i liked this part because this is the main part and starts the story of billy with his dogs.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1209043960525905122-4820912790435640575?l=amsslb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amsslb.blogspot.com/feeds/4820912790435640575/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://amsslb.blogspot.com/2009/04/response-by-sullivan-lyons_30.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1209043960525905122/posts/default/4820912790435640575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1209043960525905122/posts/default/4820912790435640575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amsslb.blogspot.com/2009/04/response-by-sullivan-lyons_30.html' title='response by Sullivan Lyons'/><author><name>6th Grade Reading Blog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01560137953745753947</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-1209043960525905122.post-7294065174642340355</id><published>2009-04-30T13:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-30T13:34:51.723-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Response by Eric Lopez</title><content type='html'>I think that my favorite part of the story is when Billy got his dogs. I like this part because Billy after two years finally gets a dog. I always wanted a dog but I got a cat instead. I like the cat so I don't care any more about having a dog. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1209043960525905122-7294065174642340355?l=amsslb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amsslb.blogspot.com/feeds/7294065174642340355/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://amsslb.blogspot.com/2009/04/response-by-eric-lopez_30.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1209043960525905122/posts/default/7294065174642340355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1209043960525905122/posts/default/7294065174642340355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amsslb.blogspot.com/2009/04/response-by-eric-lopez_30.html' title='Response by Eric Lopez'/><author><name>6th Grade Reading Blog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01560137953745753947</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-1209043960525905122.post-6707557653865909248</id><published>2009-04-29T14:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-29T14:14:35.670-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Response by Ryan Turley</title><content type='html'>So far Where the Red Fern Grows is a great book. My favorite part so far is when Billy, Old Dan and Little Ann go hunting for the first time and they are catching a coon and Old Dan is getting attacked and then Little Ann comes and helps Old Dan get the coon. I like that part because it shows that Little Ann and Old Dan care about each other and they wont let each other get hurt. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1209043960525905122-6707557653865909248?l=amsslb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amsslb.blogspot.com/feeds/6707557653865909248/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://amsslb.blogspot.com/2009/04/response-by-ryan-turley_29.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1209043960525905122/posts/default/6707557653865909248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1209043960525905122/posts/default/6707557653865909248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amsslb.blogspot.com/2009/04/response-by-ryan-turley_29.html' title='Response by Ryan Turley'/><author><name>6th Grade Reading Blog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01560137953745753947</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-1209043960525905122.post-2014082497263444027</id><published>2009-04-29T14:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-29T14:10:11.135-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Response by Alyssa Casio-Togle</title><content type='html'>My very favorite part of Where the Red fern Grows is when Billy got his puppies and when Billy still kept cutting the tree. That just gave the clue out that it would be a very well done story. When Billy kept on cutting down the BIG tree he never gave up because he made a promise to his dogs just to put it in a tree and the did that; at first Billy was pessimistic but then he saw the sorrow in Old Dans eyes and that look made him change his choice. That is  my favorite part of Where The Red Fern Grows.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1209043960525905122-2014082497263444027?l=amsslb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amsslb.blogspot.com/feeds/2014082497263444027/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://amsslb.blogspot.com/2009/04/response-by-alyssa-casio-togle_29.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1209043960525905122/posts/default/2014082497263444027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1209043960525905122/posts/default/2014082497263444027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amsslb.blogspot.com/2009/04/response-by-alyssa-casio-togle_29.html' title='Response by Alyssa Casio-Togle'/><author><name>6th Grade Reading Blog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01560137953745753947</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-1209043960525905122.post-8984559146711169280</id><published>2009-04-29T13:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-29T14:03:40.861-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Response by Madison Evans</title><content type='html'>My very favorite part of this book was when Billy got his pups.  It was just like, from that moment on, you knew it would be a great story. That "scene"kick-started the rest of the book. I mean, you could just see the cute little pups sitting at his feet and crying. They were just so cute.  That was surely the best scene.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1209043960525905122-8984559146711169280?l=amsslb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amsslb.blogspot.com/feeds/8984559146711169280/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://amsslb.blogspot.com/2009/04/response-by-madison-evans.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1209043960525905122/posts/default/8984559146711169280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1209043960525905122/posts/default/8984559146711169280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amsslb.blogspot.com/2009/04/response-by-madison-evans.html' title='Response by Madison Evans'/><author><name>6th Grade Reading Blog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01560137953745753947</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-1209043960525905122.post-6301626360118783400</id><published>2009-04-29T13:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-29T13:57:18.459-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Response by Anna Blake</title><content type='html'>I am enjoying this book a lot and I have many favorite parts.  One of my favorite parts of the book so far was when Billy saved money for two years to buy his coon hounds.  Billy showed a lot of determination by not giving up.  I thought that he deserved to get his dogs after his hard work.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1209043960525905122-6301626360118783400?l=amsslb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amsslb.blogspot.com/feeds/6301626360118783400/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://amsslb.blogspot.com/2009/04/response-by-anna-blake_29.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1209043960525905122/posts/default/6301626360118783400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1209043960525905122/posts/default/6301626360118783400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amsslb.blogspot.com/2009/04/response-by-anna-blake_29.html' title='Response by Anna Blake'/><author><name>6th Grade Reading Blog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01560137953745753947</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-1209043960525905122.post-7563382572734158388</id><published>2009-04-29T13:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-29T13:49:35.877-07:00</updated><title type='text'>MOLLY BROWN 6A!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;There are lots of parts in the book that I like but one of my favorite parts in this book is the part when Billy works as hard as he can to cut the big Tree down to get the coon just like he promised his dogs. He worked so hard he was soar from chopping down the tree, got multiple blisters on his hands, and even cried through the process. I wish i could have been able to do that. I can't wait to keep on reading!!!! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1209043960525905122-7563382572734158388?l=amsslb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amsslb.blogspot.com/feeds/7563382572734158388/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://amsslb.blogspot.com/2009/04/molly-brown-6a.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1209043960525905122/posts/default/7563382572734158388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1209043960525905122/posts/default/7563382572734158388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amsslb.blogspot.com/2009/04/molly-brown-6a.html' title='MOLLY BROWN 6A!!!!'/><author><name>6th Grade Reading Blog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01560137953745753947</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-1209043960525905122.post-1553862790197896726</id><published>2009-04-29T13:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-29T13:41:08.236-07:00</updated><title type='text'>By Matthew Reilly</title><content type='html'>This is one of my favorite books... My favorite part was when Billy stayed in he cave one night on his journey home from the place to get his dogs. It was my favorite because when the mountain lion screeched, Old Dan walked to the edge of the cave and bawled. This foreshadowed that he would become a great hunting dog, and that he would someday later see that mountain lion again.&lt;div&gt;:-)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1209043960525905122-1553862790197896726?l=amsslb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amsslb.blogspot.com/feeds/1553862790197896726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://amsslb.blogspot.com/2009/04/by-matthew-reilly_29.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1209043960525905122/posts/default/1553862790197896726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1209043960525905122/posts/default/1553862790197896726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amsslb.blogspot.com/2009/04/by-matthew-reilly_29.html' title='By Matthew Reilly'/><author><name>6th Grade Reading Blog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01560137953745753947</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-1209043960525905122.post-5318951045893251329</id><published>2009-04-29T13:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-29T13:32:45.910-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Jeffrey DeCoste</title><content type='html'>My favorite part in the book so far is when Billy gets the traps from his father. I thought it was so funny when the cat kept getting stuck in the traps, I thought it was so funny that I laughed out loud . After I read that part I knew the book was only going to get better. So far this is one of my most favorite books that I have read in class!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1209043960525905122-5318951045893251329?l=amsslb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amsslb.blogspot.com/feeds/5318951045893251329/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://amsslb.blogspot.com/2009/04/jeffrey-decoste.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1209043960525905122/posts/default/5318951045893251329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1209043960525905122/posts/default/5318951045893251329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amsslb.blogspot.com/2009/04/jeffrey-decoste.html' title='Jeffrey DeCoste'/><author><name>6th Grade Reading Blog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01560137953745753947</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-1209043960525905122.post-1903909846770045595</id><published>2009-04-29T13:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-29T13:24:35.389-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Talia Pacini 6A</title><content type='html'>This book so far is one of the greatest book I've read with my class.  Sometimes when I read books with my class I just don't like the book.  So when i started reading Where The Red Fern Grows, I thought I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;wouldn't&lt;/span&gt; like the book but it turns out that I love the book and I would &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;recommend&lt;/span&gt; it to anyone.  Since the question today is what is your favorite part of the book so far I will now pick one part that I love the best.  My favorite part in the book is when Billy finds the magazine with adds to buy hounds.  This part made me so happy excited and I knew the book could only get better from that point on .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1209043960525905122-1903909846770045595?l=amsslb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amsslb.blogspot.com/feeds/1903909846770045595/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://amsslb.blogspot.com/2009/04/talia-pacini-6a.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1209043960525905122/posts/default/1903909846770045595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1209043960525905122/posts/default/1903909846770045595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amsslb.blogspot.com/2009/04/talia-pacini-6a.html' title='Talia Pacini 6A'/><author><name>6th Grade Reading Blog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01560137953745753947</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-1209043960525905122.post-6150712086168498708</id><published>2009-04-28T14:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-28T14:06:19.078-07:00</updated><title type='text'>response by Aiden Blood</title><content type='html'>My favorite part of the book was when billy and his dogs gets the coon out of the big &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;sycamore&lt;/span&gt; tree.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1209043960525905122-6150712086168498708?l=amsslb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amsslb.blogspot.com/feeds/6150712086168498708/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://amsslb.blogspot.com/2009/04/response-by-aiden-blood_28.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1209043960525905122/posts/default/6150712086168498708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1209043960525905122/posts/default/6150712086168498708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amsslb.blogspot.com/2009/04/response-by-aiden-blood_28.html' title='response by Aiden Blood'/><author><name>6th Grade Reading Blog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01560137953745753947</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-1209043960525905122.post-3587293546591448026</id><published>2009-04-28T13:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-28T14:01:45.526-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Response by Jason Martinez</title><content type='html'>My personal favorite part of the book is when Billy went out in the city to go get his dogs. I think it was kind how he bought some fabric for his mother and when his grandfather gave him candy, he saved some and shared it with his sisters! When he finally received his hounds, some mean kids started messing with the dogs by pulling their ears. But he didn't let it go and he protected his dogs. When a mountain lion came in the cave where the dogs and Billy slept, he made a fire to keep him away because he remembered that mountain lions were afraid of fires. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1209043960525905122-3587293546591448026?l=amsslb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amsslb.blogspot.com/feeds/3587293546591448026/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://amsslb.blogspot.com/2009/04/response-by-jason-martinez.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1209043960525905122/posts/default/3587293546591448026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1209043960525905122/posts/default/3587293546591448026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amsslb.blogspot.com/2009/04/response-by-jason-martinez.html' title='Response by Jason Martinez'/><author><name>6th Grade Reading Blog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01560137953745753947</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-1209043960525905122.post-8965236836464588243</id><published>2009-04-28T13:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-28T13:54:45.579-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Response by Jennifer Harbeck</title><content type='html'>My favorite part of the book was when Billy, even when it seemed impossible, saved up for the dogs for 2 years. My other favorite part was when Billy finally got the dogs. Billy never gave up even if it was almost impossible.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1209043960525905122-8965236836464588243?l=amsslb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amsslb.blogspot.com/feeds/8965236836464588243/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://amsslb.blogspot.com/2009/04/response-by-jennifer-harbeck_28.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1209043960525905122/posts/default/8965236836464588243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1209043960525905122/posts/default/8965236836464588243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amsslb.blogspot.com/2009/04/response-by-jennifer-harbeck_28.html' title='Response by Jennifer Harbeck'/><author><name>6th Grade Reading Blog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01560137953745753947</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-1209043960525905122.post-5218274818239179397</id><published>2009-04-28T13:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-28T13:49:53.135-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Responded by: Trevor Wells</title><content type='html'>My favorite part of this book so far would have to be when Billy is working very to get enough to get the money for his dogs when he goes into the fishing camp and finds the add for hound dogs for sale.  I like this part because it shows that if you work hard for something you believe in it will come true!!!! Another part i like is when Billy doesn't back down to the boys in the town who are picking on him and making fun of him. I liked this pat because it showed how much strength Billy really had. :D &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1209043960525905122-5218274818239179397?l=amsslb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amsslb.blogspot.com/feeds/5218274818239179397/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://amsslb.blogspot.com/2009/04/responded-by-trevor-wells.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1209043960525905122/posts/default/5218274818239179397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1209043960525905122/posts/default/5218274818239179397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amsslb.blogspot.com/2009/04/responded-by-trevor-wells.html' title='Responded by: Trevor Wells'/><author><name>6th Grade Reading Blog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01560137953745753947</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-1209043960525905122.post-2790353816885902430</id><published>2009-04-28T13:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-28T13:43:31.263-07:00</updated><title type='text'>By Jenny Willson</title><content type='html'>My favorite part of the book so far is when Billy gets his dogs and is training them. Those are my favorite parts because he is extremely happy when he gets his dogs and he trains them himself. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1209043960525905122-2790353816885902430?l=amsslb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amsslb.blogspot.com/feeds/2790353816885902430/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://amsslb.blogspot.com/2009/04/by-jenny-willson.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1209043960525905122/posts/default/2790353816885902430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1209043960525905122/posts/default/2790353816885902430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amsslb.blogspot.com/2009/04/by-jenny-willson.html' title='By Jenny Willson'/><author><name>6th Grade Reading Blog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01560137953745753947</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-1209043960525905122.post-6690796258166505481</id><published>2009-04-28T13:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-28T13:39:01.120-07:00</updated><title type='text'>By Stephen Mayer</title><content type='html'>My favorite part of the book so far is when the coon runs up the old sycamore tree and almost fools the dogs.It is very exciting because you didn't now if they would catch the coon.It took along time for billy to cut the tree down just so he could keep the promise to his dogs.I was very happy when Billy cut down the old sycamore tree.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1209043960525905122-6690796258166505481?l=amsslb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amsslb.blogspot.com/feeds/6690796258166505481/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://amsslb.blogspot.com/2009/04/by-stephen-mayer_28.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1209043960525905122/posts/default/6690796258166505481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1209043960525905122/posts/default/6690796258166505481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amsslb.blogspot.com/2009/04/by-stephen-mayer_28.html' title='By Stephen Mayer'/><author><name>6th Grade Reading Blog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01560137953745753947</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-1209043960525905122.post-3491564839267909879</id><published>2009-04-28T13:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-28T13:30:39.425-07:00</updated><title type='text'>response by Caleigh Smith</title><content type='html'>My favorite part in the book so far is Billy and his dogs (Old Dan and Little Ann) are almost tricked by the coon but the dogs keep on trying and then they figure out where the coon was and put him in a tree. As soon Billy comes up to his dogs and notices that the coon is in the ``Big Tree`` he is upset and tries to tell the dogs he can`t cut down the tree but still stays because he promised his dogs that if they got a coon in a tree he would cut the tree down and get the coon. So Billy kept his promise. That is my favorite part so far.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1209043960525905122-3491564839267909879?l=amsslb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amsslb.blogspot.com/feeds/3491564839267909879/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://amsslb.blogspot.com/2009/04/response-by-caleigh-smith_28.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1209043960525905122/posts/default/3491564839267909879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1209043960525905122/posts/default/3491564839267909879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amsslb.blogspot.com/2009/04/response-by-caleigh-smith_28.html' title='response by Caleigh Smith'/><author><name>6th Grade Reading Blog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01560137953745753947</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-1209043960525905122.post-3507834869667830400</id><published>2009-04-28T12:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-28T12:48:17.941-07:00</updated><title type='text'>response by: Lissette arce</title><content type='html'>"I whooped several times but still could get no answer." This is an example of forshadowing because Billyb is trying to call Little Ann and Old Dan and they just won't answer back. So Billy thinks that something is wrong. This made me feel sad because I also thought that something bad happened to them. "Her small feet had rpobably slipped on the ice and had fallen into the icy waters." This is an example of forshadowing because this is telling us that something wrong has happened to Little Ann. This made me feel sad because Little Ann is a brave and smart pup, we do not want anything bad to happen to her. "She was still holding on but I saw her paws were almost at the edge." "I knew her time was short." This is an example of forshadowing because Billy thinks that Little Ann' life is almost over, but since he has been praying to God and making promises to him, God is sending a miracle. Finally this made me feel happy because billy cares a lot for his pups and is willing to sacrifice things to his dogs.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1209043960525905122-3507834869667830400?l=amsslb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amsslb.blogspot.com/feeds/3507834869667830400/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://amsslb.blogspot.com/2009/04/response-by-lissette-arce_28.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1209043960525905122/posts/default/3507834869667830400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1209043960525905122/posts/default/3507834869667830400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amsslb.blogspot.com/2009/04/response-by-lissette-arce_28.html' title='response by: Lissette arce'/><author><name>6th Grade Reading Blog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01560137953745753947</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-1209043960525905122.post-1085725401360267310</id><published>2009-04-28T12:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-28T12:53:28.006-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Response by Ryan Delgadillo</title><content type='html'>In ch.7 we find that sometimes the simplest plan works best.&lt;br /&gt;Describe a time  when you got good results by doing something&lt;br /&gt;simply?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Once when my nephew Nathan was 3 years old, we went to&lt;br /&gt;the store, and he wanted a big bike but he was to little for a big&lt;br /&gt;bike.We told him to pick a small bike but he wanted the big bike.&lt;br /&gt;So I came  up with an idea that might work ,so he could get the&lt;br /&gt;little bike. My idea was that I would tell him great things the&lt;br /&gt;little bike could do that a big bike could not do. But my dad said&lt;br /&gt;that little and big bikes did the same things. So I told my dad I&lt;br /&gt;would lie. So once I told my nephew he wanted a little bike not&lt;br /&gt;a big bike. It is true that sometimes the simplest things give you&lt;br /&gt;good results.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...........&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1209043960525905122-1085725401360267310?l=amsslb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amsslb.blogspot.com/feeds/1085725401360267310/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://amsslb.blogspot.com/2009/04/response-by-ryan-delgadillo_28.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1209043960525905122/posts/default/1085725401360267310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1209043960525905122/posts/default/1085725401360267310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amsslb.blogspot.com/2009/04/response-by-ryan-delgadillo_28.html' title='Response by Ryan Delgadillo'/><author><name>6th Grade Reading Blog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01560137953745753947</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-1209043960525905122.post-2293793918529781495</id><published>2009-04-28T12:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-28T12:52:32.492-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Response by Cytlaly Munoz</title><content type='html'>The first foreshadowing I saw was  "I had often wondered what Old Dan would do if Little Ann got into some kind of a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;predicament&lt;/span&gt;." I knew that this was foreshadowing because I notice that this sentence had nothing to do with the rest of the chapter. A other foreshadowing I saw was "never under estimate the cunning of an old river coon. When the nights are dark and the gruond is slick,they can pull some mean tricks tricks on a hound.  Sometime  the trick can be fatal." I  notice that this was foreshadowing because when you remember something that thing often happens. The last foreshadowing I notice was  "As I stood listening I  heard a gurgling sound out in the middle of the stream." I knew this was foreshadowing because it was saying that something was under water. The foreshadowing in this chapter helped me a lot for under standing what was happening.  It  also helped me in pedicting what was going to happen.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1209043960525905122-2293793918529781495?l=amsslb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amsslb.blogspot.com/feeds/2293793918529781495/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://amsslb.blogspot.com/2009/04/response-by-cytlaly-munoz_28.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1209043960525905122/posts/default/2293793918529781495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1209043960525905122/posts/default/2293793918529781495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amsslb.blogspot.com/2009/04/response-by-cytlaly-munoz_28.html' title='Response by Cytlaly Munoz'/><author><name>6th Grade Reading Blog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01560137953745753947</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-1209043960525905122.post-8024729169921493045</id><published>2009-04-28T12:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-28T12:53:04.421-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Responed by Martha</title><content type='html'>My first forshadow is when Billy was leaving his home and papa told thim that the snow was slick and that it was easy for him to break a leg . And it made me scared that something bad is goining to  happen to billy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My second forshadow is when mama tells billy to put his ax and lanterinside a leather bag because it aws dangers with the snow and at nigh. And it made me feel worried and scared for billy .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My third one is when billy  was hunting and while he  was waiking and he did not hear little ann or old dan and he thouth   that they were in truble . And i felt scared and worried that some thing bad happend to the dogs.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1209043960525905122-8024729169921493045?l=amsslb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amsslb.blogspot.com/feeds/8024729169921493045/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://amsslb.blogspot.com/2009/04/responed-by-martha.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1209043960525905122/posts/default/8024729169921493045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1209043960525905122/posts/default/8024729169921493045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amsslb.blogspot.com/2009/04/responed-by-martha.html' title='Responed by Martha'/><author><name>6th Grade Reading Blog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01560137953745753947</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-1209043960525905122.post-4099457448179669561</id><published>2009-04-28T12:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-28T12:43:56.312-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Response by : Sonia Erazo</title><content type='html'>" I remembered something my grandfather had told me. " " never underestemate the cunning of an old river coon." When the nights are dark and the ground is frozen and slick, they can pull some mean tricks on a hound. Sometimes the trick can be fatal. This is an example of forshadowing because Billy remembers the night he was going through was the exact same time granpa had said. It made me feel scared because a coon might play a dirty trick on Bill's hounds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Noy being able to hear the voices of my dogs gave me a uncomfortable feeling". This is an exaple of forshadowing because Billy has a feeling tha something wrong is happening to his dogs. It made me feel worried because maybe the coonhad play them a dirty trick. Also, that maybe that one of Billy dogs is in danger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" I haden't gone far when I heard Old dan. What i heard froze the blood in my veins. He wasen't bawling on a trail or giving the treee a bark. It was one, lond, countinous cry. In his deep voice there seemed to be a pleading cry for help. Scared, dasher, I started toward the sound" This is an example of forshadowing because now Billy knows that one of his dogs is in danger  and he goes after the sound to find out what it is. It made me feel worried, frightened, and especially scared. Why, because if I was in Billy's shoes i wouls freak out about what had happened to one of my dogs. Especially hearing that long cry from Old Dan.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1209043960525905122-4099457448179669561?l=amsslb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amsslb.blogspot.com/feeds/4099457448179669561/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://amsslb.blogspot.com/2009/04/response-by-sonia-erazo_28.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1209043960525905122/posts/default/4099457448179669561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1209043960525905122/posts/default/4099457448179669561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amsslb.blogspot.com/2009/04/response-by-sonia-erazo_28.html' title='Response by : Sonia Erazo'/><author><name>6th Grade Reading Blog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01560137953745753947</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-1209043960525905122.post-7340159875684246425</id><published>2009-04-28T12:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-28T12:48:47.268-07:00</updated><title type='text'>response by Daisy Vargas</title><content type='html'>"Never underestimate the cunning of an old river coon. When the nights are dark and the ground is frozen slick,they can pull some mean tricks on a hound.Sometimes the tricks can be fatal."        &lt;br /&gt;       It's an example of foreshadowing because the night is dark and slick. The coon has played some trick but not deadly ones.This made me feel very suspicious. It made me feel suspicious because everything Grandpa has said has come true.&lt;br /&gt;       "A cold silence fell over the bottoms."&lt;br /&gt; It's an example of foreshadowing because usually when it's quiet something bad happens.This made me feel scared because I feel something will happen.                                &lt;br /&gt;        "I whooped several times but didn't get an answer."       &lt;br /&gt;This foreshadows something bad happening.This made me feel scared because what if Little Ann is hurt.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1209043960525905122-7340159875684246425?l=amsslb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amsslb.blogspot.com/feeds/7340159875684246425/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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My Favorite part so far is when Billy, Old Dan, and Little Ann go on their first coon hunt. I also like when when they can't find the coon then Little Ann finds it and they tree the coon and Billy has to cut down the tree because it is too big to climb and that Billy is passionate towards his dogs and keeps the promise that if they tree the coon he will do the rest and it takes him days to cut it down. Billy's Grandpa makes a scarecrow with Billy so he can rest and eat. Then the next day Billy prays to God for help to cut the tree down. When he is just about to give up there is a wind that blows the tree down and it is only where the big tree he was cutting down was. Then he is really excited he got his first coon.  &lt;div&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/1209043960525905122-1755151663093327139?l=amsslb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amsslb.blogspot.com/feeds/1755151663093327139/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://amsslb.blogspot.com/2009/04/response-by-duncan-rowland.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1209043960525905122/posts/default/1755151663093327139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1209043960525905122/posts/default/1755151663093327139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amsslb.blogspot.com/2009/04/response-by-duncan-rowland.html' title='Response by Duncan Rowland'/><author><name>6th Grade Reading Blog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01560137953745753947</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-1209043960525905122.post-22421383856863058</id><published>2009-04-28T08:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-28T08:34:30.084-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Simon Stauber</title><content type='html'>This book is really good. I liked that Billy actually accepted the challenge that the brothers gave him.  I also liked when the wind seemed to be tearing the big tree down and they got the coon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1209043960525905122-22421383856863058?l=amsslb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amsslb.blogspot.com/feeds/22421383856863058/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://amsslb.blogspot.com/2009/04/simon-stauber.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1209043960525905122/posts/default/22421383856863058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1209043960525905122/posts/default/22421383856863058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amsslb.blogspot.com/2009/04/simon-stauber.html' title='Simon Stauber'/><author><name>6th Grade Reading Blog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01560137953745753947</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-1209043960525905122.post-3508506309645989848</id><published>2009-04-27T14:50:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-27T14:56:07.328-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Response by Kelly Byrne</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;"Where the Red Fern Grows" is a GREAT book so far! My favorite part is when Billy, Old Dan and Little Ann go on their first coon hunt.  Billy loves his pups so much and he loves to hear them howl in the moonlight.  Little Ann has the brains but Old Dan has the strength and passion.  They catch their first coon in the big sycamore tree.  Billy has to keep his promise to the dogs so he has to cut down the biggest tree in the forest.  It takes a lot of strength, commitment, and courage but in the end, it is worth it.  He skinned his first coon and hangs it in the barn for everyone to see.  I can't wait to read more and I really want to see the movie!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1209043960525905122-3508506309645989848?l=amsslb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amsslb.blogspot.com/feeds/3508506309645989848/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://amsslb.blogspot.com/2009/04/response-by-kelly-byrne_27.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1209043960525905122/posts/default/3508506309645989848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1209043960525905122/posts/default/3508506309645989848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amsslb.blogspot.com/2009/04/response-by-kelly-byrne_27.html' title='Response by Kelly Byrne'/><author><name>6th Grade Reading Blog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01560137953745753947</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-1209043960525905122.post-3452344279886955924</id><published>2009-04-27T14:12:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-27T14:19:02.355-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Response by Connor Lucier</title><content type='html'>"Where the Red Fern Grows" is a great book so far and I am deeply enjoying it.  Although it is slightly different from the movie, it gives more detail about the actual story. These slight details create a huge difference between the book and the movie.  That is what I really like about this particular book. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1209043960525905122-3452344279886955924?l=amsslb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amsslb.blogspot.com/feeds/3452344279886955924/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://amsslb.blogspot.com/2009/04/response-by-connor-lucier_3626.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1209043960525905122/posts/default/3452344279886955924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1209043960525905122/posts/default/3452344279886955924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amsslb.blogspot.com/2009/04/response-by-connor-lucier_3626.html' title='Response by Connor Lucier'/><author><name>6th Grade Reading Blog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01560137953745753947</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-1209043960525905122.post-7225424459240455887</id><published>2009-04-27T14:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-27T14:21:58.341-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1209043960525905122-7225424459240455887?l=amsslb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amsslb.blogspot.com/feeds/7225424459240455887/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://amsslb.blogspot.com/2009/04/response-by-connor-lucier_27.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1209043960525905122/posts/default/7225424459240455887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1209043960525905122/posts/default/7225424459240455887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amsslb.blogspot.com/2009/04/response-by-connor-lucier_27.html' title=''/><author><name>6th Grade Reading Blog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01560137953745753947</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-1209043960525905122.post-2615245449883817754</id><published>2009-04-27T13:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-27T14:03:02.857-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Response by Covi Brannan</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande';"&gt;My favorite part in Where The Red Fern Grows is when Billy and his dogs go out for their first coon hunt. I love how Little Ann and Old Dan are waiting by the door when he walks out as if they Knew they were going hunting. It's so funny when Billy sees that the tree that his pups ran the tree into is the big tree. I think this chapter really shows Billy"s friendship and love for his pups.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1209043960525905122-2615245449883817754?l=amsslb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amsslb.blogspot.com/feeds/2615245449883817754/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://amsslb.blogspot.com/2009/04/response-by-covi-brannan_27.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1209043960525905122/posts/default/2615245449883817754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1209043960525905122/posts/default/2615245449883817754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amsslb.blogspot.com/2009/04/response-by-covi-brannan_27.html' title='Response by Covi Brannan'/><author><name>6th Grade Reading Blog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01560137953745753947</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-1209043960525905122.post-3112027537552321158</id><published>2009-04-27T13:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-27T13:54:57.827-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Response by Tessa Allen</title><content type='html'>My favorite part in Where The Red Fern Grows, is when Billy cuts down The Big Tree to get the coon out. I like is because it sows that billy is faithful and he will not break a promis to his dogs or to any one for that matter.  It also shows Billy's courage. The book is great so far!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1209043960525905122-3112027537552321158?l=amsslb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amsslb.blogspot.com/feeds/3112027537552321158/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://amsslb.blogspot.com/2009/04/response-by-tessa-allen_27.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1209043960525905122/posts/default/3112027537552321158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1209043960525905122/posts/default/3112027537552321158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amsslb.blogspot.com/2009/04/response-by-tessa-allen_27.html' title='Response by Tessa Allen'/><author><name>6th Grade Reading Blog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01560137953745753947</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-1209043960525905122.post-4335375067275762384</id><published>2009-04-27T13:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-27T13:48:19.931-07:00</updated><title type='text'>By Jillian Parks</title><content type='html'>My favorite part in "Where the Red Fern Grows" is when Billy has to climb a tree because Old Dan when up it through a hole in the side of the tree. When Billy got up to the tree, he pushed the pup back down the tree hole but he had to do twice more because Old Dan climbed it up again. To stop this from happening, Billy had to stuff rocks and twigs into the hole!! &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1209043960525905122-4335375067275762384?l=amsslb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amsslb.blogspot.com/feeds/4335375067275762384/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://amsslb.blogspot.com/2009/04/by-jillian-parks.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1209043960525905122/posts/default/4335375067275762384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1209043960525905122/posts/default/4335375067275762384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amsslb.blogspot.com/2009/04/by-jillian-parks.html' title='By Jillian Parks'/><author><name>6th Grade Reading Blog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01560137953745753947</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-1209043960525905122.post-5871166606855494153</id><published>2009-04-21T12:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-21T12:46:11.537-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Response By Amy Delgado</title><content type='html'>In CH.7, Billy thinks thet Grandpa is lyingto him. Compar4e how Billy feels to hoe AnneMarie felt. In what way where the two situations were similar? In what ways were they different?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;         Billy and AnneMarie feel the same way about how grown-ups lie to them. They both feel dissapointed. They probably feel disrespected. In AnneMarie's story they lie to her to protect her and make her more brave. In Billy's story they lie to him to make him a hard worker.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1209043960525905122-5871166606855494153?l=amsslb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amsslb.blogspot.com/feeds/5871166606855494153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://amsslb.blogspot.com/2009/04/response-by-amy-delgado_21.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1209043960525905122/posts/default/5871166606855494153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1209043960525905122/posts/default/5871166606855494153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amsslb.blogspot.com/2009/04/response-by-amy-delgado_21.html' title='Response By Amy Delgado'/><author><name>6th Grade Reading Blog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01560137953745753947</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-1209043960525905122.post-8564097344167003247</id><published>2009-04-21T12:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-21T12:47:54.071-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Response By Heriberto Maldonado</title><content type='html'>Grandppa says thta boys should have to chop down a tree because it teaches them determination. Describe an experience in which you had to '' chop down a tree'' and explain how you gained ''determination and will power. ''&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     When I was 9 years old, 3 years ago not so long ago. I got stitches on my right leg, on top of my knee. I got eight stitches that was a bad experience. The determination to run and walk again was hard but I never gave up. The will power was I should start to listen to my mom when she said not climb that. That was my determinatio and will power was my experience.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1209043960525905122-8564097344167003247?l=amsslb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amsslb.blogspot.com/feeds/8564097344167003247/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://amsslb.blogspot.com/2009/04/response-by-heriberto-maldonado_21.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1209043960525905122/posts/default/8564097344167003247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1209043960525905122/posts/default/8564097344167003247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amsslb.blogspot.com/2009/04/response-by-heriberto-maldonado_21.html' title='Response By Heriberto Maldonado'/><author><name>6th Grade Reading Blog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01560137953745753947</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-1209043960525905122.post-7518174003019893799</id><published>2009-04-21T12:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-21T12:42:41.802-07:00</updated><title type='text'>response by Ashley Sandoval</title><content type='html'>Once I had to jump in front of a car to save my dogs life . My aunt went to get food , she parked outside so I went to go help .My grandma and I went to help , my dog  always stays inside . we started walking and so did the dog, out of no where a van comes so I start to panick. We start calling the dog but she is disobeying . All of a sudden I jump in front and run across with my dog.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1209043960525905122-7518174003019893799?l=amsslb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amsslb.blogspot.com/feeds/7518174003019893799/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://amsslb.blogspot.com/2009/04/response-by-ashley-sandoval_21.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1209043960525905122/posts/default/7518174003019893799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1209043960525905122/posts/default/7518174003019893799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amsslb.blogspot.com/2009/04/response-by-ashley-sandoval_21.html' title='response by Ashley Sandoval'/><author><name>6th Grade Reading Blog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01560137953745753947</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>
