<?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-5788891383136369022</id><updated>2011-09-19T09:37:16.672-07:00</updated><category term='Reviews'/><category term='Student Artwork'/><category term='poetry'/><category term='Entertainment'/><category term='literary news'/><category term='Current News Event'/><category term='Student video projects'/><category term='Recipes'/><category term='HAPPY HALLOWEEN'/><category term='Pop Culture'/><category term='fiction'/><category term='satire'/><category term='Click on image to enlarge'/><title type='text'>CMS Literary Blog</title><subtitle type='html'>A creative outlet for CMS students: Scroll down!</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cmslitmag.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5788891383136369022/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cmslitmag.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>CMS Lit Mag</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05146613189675589187</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>100</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5788891383136369022.post-1769657104754813925</id><published>2011-06-22T10:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-22T10:57:32.529-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Student Artwork'/><title type='text'>Backyard Photos by Shelby B.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BJcYx6Cy2UY/TgItBRvSiFI/AAAAAAAAAQc/ips4toeszrY/s1600/Shelby%2Bpics_0002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 154px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BJcYx6Cy2UY/TgItBRvSiFI/AAAAAAAAAQc/ips4toeszrY/s200/Shelby%2Bpics_0002.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5621104784876669010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Is3hKaH1N7Y/TgIs8KqmkXI/AAAAAAAAAQU/FG1CHdwP2dI/s1600/Shelby%2Bpics3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 154px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Is3hKaH1N7Y/TgIs8KqmkXI/AAAAAAAAAQU/FG1CHdwP2dI/s200/Shelby%2Bpics3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5621104697078616434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5n9pJHDlAbs/TgIs3OiGvuI/AAAAAAAAAQM/71RDICDrphc/s1600/Shelby1%2Bpics.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 154px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5n9pJHDlAbs/TgIs3OiGvuI/AAAAAAAAAQM/71RDICDrphc/s200/Shelby1%2Bpics.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5621104612217372386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-aJ7yEj-DFH8/TgIsEoRYMcI/AAAAAAAAAPs/3XyE5Kmgnmk/s1600/Shelby%2Bpics3.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5788891383136369022-1769657104754813925?l=cmslitmag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cmslitmag.blogspot.com/feeds/1769657104754813925/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cmslitmag.blogspot.com/2011/06/backyard-photos-by-shelby-b.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5788891383136369022/posts/default/1769657104754813925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5788891383136369022/posts/default/1769657104754813925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cmslitmag.blogspot.com/2011/06/backyard-photos-by-shelby-b.html' title='Backyard Photos by Shelby B.'/><author><name>CMS Lit Mag</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05146613189675589187</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BJcYx6Cy2UY/TgItBRvSiFI/AAAAAAAAAQc/ips4toeszrY/s72-c/Shelby%2Bpics_0002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5788891383136369022.post-2564163611164681536</id><published>2011-06-02T07:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-02T07:17:41.533-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Current News Event'/><title type='text'>Animal and Planet Club</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-y3UYMPq7HWU/TeebbOXUl4I/AAAAAAAAAPg/lDegkXCUf88/s1600/iStock_000002170269XSmall-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 252px; height: 170px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-y3UYMPq7HWU/TeebbOXUl4I/AAAAAAAAAPg/lDegkXCUf88/s320/iStock_000002170269XSmall-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5613626352555300738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The CMS Animal and Planet Club raised a total of $859.05 to help the Sterling Animal Shelter.  Check out the article in the Concord Journal:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.wickedlocal.com/concord/features/x1148652906/Concord-Middle-School-students-raise-money-for-animal-shelter#axzz1NNYGqMuQ"&gt;http://tinyurl.com/4ylrzgv&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5788891383136369022-2564163611164681536?l=cmslitmag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cmslitmag.blogspot.com/feeds/2564163611164681536/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cmslitmag.blogspot.com/2011/06/animal-and-planet-club.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5788891383136369022/posts/default/2564163611164681536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5788891383136369022/posts/default/2564163611164681536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cmslitmag.blogspot.com/2011/06/animal-and-planet-club.html' title='Animal and Planet Club'/><author><name>CMS Lit Mag</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05146613189675589187</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-y3UYMPq7HWU/TeebbOXUl4I/AAAAAAAAAPg/lDegkXCUf88/s72-c/iStock_000002170269XSmall-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5788891383136369022.post-2151112146899264513</id><published>2011-05-17T15:11:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-17T15:11:57.922-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://ohiok.com/img/yourspacecooment/meredo/funny-pics/funny-cute-kitten.gif" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://ohiok.com/img/yourspacecooment/meredo/funny-pics/funny-cute-kitten.gif" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5788891383136369022-2151112146899264513?l=cmslitmag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cmslitmag.blogspot.com/feeds/2151112146899264513/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cmslitmag.blogspot.com/2011/05/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5788891383136369022/posts/default/2151112146899264513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5788891383136369022/posts/default/2151112146899264513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cmslitmag.blogspot.com/2011/05/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>CMS Lit Mag</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05146613189675589187</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-5788891383136369022.post-7188848984452935991</id><published>2011-04-24T08:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-24T08:57:05.938-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cute Penguin video :)</title><content type='html'>It's being tickled. Go to 1:00 for the actual giggling.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://dailypicksandflicks.com/2011/04/15/baby-penguin-being-tickled-video/"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Hehe the penguin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5788891383136369022-7188848984452935991?l=cmslitmag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cmslitmag.blogspot.com/feeds/7188848984452935991/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cmslitmag.blogspot.com/2011/04/cute-penguin-video.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5788891383136369022/posts/default/7188848984452935991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5788891383136369022/posts/default/7188848984452935991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cmslitmag.blogspot.com/2011/04/cute-penguin-video.html' title='Cute Penguin video :)'/><author><name>CMS Lit Mag</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05146613189675589187</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-5788891383136369022.post-7823485840092512150</id><published>2011-04-24T08:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-24T08:54:59.244-07:00</updated><title type='text'>CHARLIE BROWN review by Isabel F.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://sz0108.wc.mail.comcast.net/service/home/~/?auth=co&amp;amp;id=76033&amp;amp;part=2.2" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://sz0108.wc.mail.comcast.net/service/home/~/?auth=co&amp;amp;id=76033&amp;amp;part=2.2" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;text-align: justify;background:white"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;text-align: justify;background:white"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:&amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-font-weight:bold"&gt;“Happiness is…” seeing an amazing middle school production of “You’re a Good Man, Charlie Brown”, at least for the people who bought out every showing of CMS’ school musical on an April weekend. Starring Johnny Kilcoyne as the title character, Charlie Brown was a well-rehearsed and charming show that brought the audience to their feet by its end. The show is set up as a series of skits resembling different Peanuts comic strips with songs providing most of the dialogue. Initially I was confused by the lack of plot, but soon understood that although each vignette was unrelated to those preceding and succeeding it, there was an overarching narrative theme: Charlie Brown’s personal development from a “Failure Face” to a kid with "self-esteem." The lead actor perfectly captured both Charlie Brown's initial depression and indecision about almost everything to his decision to take some risks and grow as a person. The show was augmented by the spunky characters of the Peanuts gang: Lily Hamilton as Lucy, who was both sassy and touchingly vulnerable; Alec Yamartino as Snoopy, quirky and very much a canine as well as a lead character; Joel Wilshire as Linus, the Sage with a blanket; Sarah Hession-Kunz as Sally, alternately adorable and bratty; and Bryce Bjork as the piano-playing Schroeder. All these young actors added their characters’ voices to the play as each got the chance to star in their own skits. There were many fabulous members of the chorus who danced and sang their way through the play as part of an impressively large ensemble and the live musicians, complex choreography and hard working crew made the production feel very professional.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;text-align: justify;text-indent:.5in;background:white"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:&amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-font-weight:bold"&gt;The more minor characters also had a chance to shine in numbers such as "Hurry Up Face" where Serena Sabine performed a charming solo. The entire ensemble gave a showstopper performance in "Edgar Allen Poe" where Erin Brady especially displayed powerhouse vocals. Giving many performers starring skits produced a good amount of variety in the show; you never got sick of a particular character or style. However, I was occasionally confused throughout the show, because I didn't know what was going on with some of the stories or how one number corresponded thematically to the previous one. Yet as I reflected on the show after it was over, I came to appreciate its unique charm and the enormous amount of work that went into the production. Peanuts is, after all, a comic strip, and short stories are where the characters were designed to be strongest. My prior knowledge of Peanuts and the dynamics of the relationships between characters helped me keep track of what was going on. I'm sure this was necessary to most of the audience members. I don't think the format of the show would have worked with anything less familiar, but since Schultz's comics are childhood classics, the cast pulled it off well. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;text-align: justify;text-indent:.5in;background:white"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:&amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-font-weight:bold"&gt;I am graduating from CMS this June and know firsthand how meaningful Mr. Kevin Shancady's productions are for the CMS community each year. He always does his best to cast as many kids from each grade as possible and tries to find a valuable message in each play. Charlie Brown’s peers insult and underestimate him but through perseverance and courage, he stands up to the bullies and they come to realize what "a good man" Charlie Brown really is.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;text-align: justify;text-indent:.5in;background:white"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:&amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-font-weight:bold"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;text-align: justify;text-indent:.5in;background:white"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:&amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-font-weight:bold"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5788891383136369022-7823485840092512150?l=cmslitmag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cmslitmag.blogspot.com/feeds/7823485840092512150/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cmslitmag.blogspot.com/2011/04/charlie-brown-review-by-isabel-f.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5788891383136369022/posts/default/7823485840092512150'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5788891383136369022/posts/default/7823485840092512150'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cmslitmag.blogspot.com/2011/04/charlie-brown-review-by-isabel-f.html' title='CHARLIE BROWN review by Isabel F.'/><author><name>CMS Lit Mag</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05146613189675589187</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-5788891383136369022.post-3349446523069632383</id><published>2011-03-28T12:33:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-28T12:39:22.115-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Book Review by Claire D.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4RQqVxuB8oY/TZDj351o3mI/AAAAAAAAAPY/geJiFK04SHc/s1600/51TBfEksoiL._SL160_AA160_.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 160px; height: 160px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4RQqVxuB8oY/TZDj351o3mI/AAAAAAAAAPY/geJiFK04SHc/s320/51TBfEksoiL._SL160_AA160_.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5589217687124893282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;!--StartFragment--&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="Georgia Bold Italic&amp;quot;font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:24.0pt;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;u&gt;THE BLUE BOTTLE&lt;/u&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="Georgia Bold Italic&amp;quot;font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:14.0pt;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;By Jill Sheeley&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="Marker Felt&amp;quot;font-family:&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-tab-count:1"&gt;            &lt;/span&gt;&lt;u&gt;The Blue Bottle &lt;/u&gt;is one of my all time favorite books. It is about two girls with completely different personalities. One is an outgoing, popular person, the other a shy girl from a poor family. The summer brings a big adventure for both girls, with one moving to the Caribbean and the other leaving on the sailing trip of her life. Soon enough their paths cross one fateful day. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="Marker Felt&amp;quot;font-family:&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-tab-count:1"&gt;            &lt;/span&gt;&lt;u&gt;The Blue Bottle&lt;/u&gt; is an intense page-turner, not that fast-paced but still full of action. It describes the unique flavors of the Caribbean, delivering suspense, travel, and action to create a beautifully written masterpiece.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Anyone who longs to go to the Caribbean one day will eat this book up like an ice cream sundae. Reading this makes you feel as if you are living with the characters, fighting through the adventure that they are. I would recommend &lt;u&gt;The Blue Bottle&lt;/u&gt; to anyone that loves travel, suspense, and the warm setting of the tropical islands. For those who are searching for an adventure that will never cease to surprise you with fascinating twists and a unique setting, this is your lucky day!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="Georgia Bold Italic&amp;quot;font-family:&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:'Georgia Bold Italic';"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;                                  &lt;/span&gt;REVIEW BY CLAIRE D.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:'Georgia Bold Italic';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:'Georgia Bold Italic';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;!--EndFragment--&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5788891383136369022-3349446523069632383?l=cmslitmag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cmslitmag.blogspot.com/feeds/3349446523069632383/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cmslitmag.blogspot.com/2011/03/book-review-by-claire-d.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5788891383136369022/posts/default/3349446523069632383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5788891383136369022/posts/default/3349446523069632383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cmslitmag.blogspot.com/2011/03/book-review-by-claire-d.html' title='Book Review by Claire D.'/><author><name>CMS Lit Mag</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05146613189675589187</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4RQqVxuB8oY/TZDj351o3mI/AAAAAAAAAPY/geJiFK04SHc/s72-c/51TBfEksoiL._SL160_AA160_.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5788891383136369022.post-2614885147727998354</id><published>2011-03-28T11:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-28T11:53:43.316-07:00</updated><title type='text'>THE SCHOOL MUSICAL OPENS APRIL 8TH!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.onesourcetalent.com/blog/images/youre-a-good-man-charlie-brown.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 295px; height: 306px;" src="http://www.onesourcetalent.com/blog/images/youre-a-good-man-charlie-brown.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Book your tickets now, because everyone is anticipating the opening night of Charlie Brown, the CMS school musical. Starring Johnny K. as Charlie, this spunky musical is sure to be entertaining. Interviews with the cast are to come, and reviews after the performances. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;Good luck to the cast from the CMS lit mag! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5788891383136369022-2614885147727998354?l=cmslitmag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cmslitmag.blogspot.com/feeds/2614885147727998354/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cmslitmag.blogspot.com/2011/03/school-musical-opens-april-8th.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5788891383136369022/posts/default/2614885147727998354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5788891383136369022/posts/default/2614885147727998354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cmslitmag.blogspot.com/2011/03/school-musical-opens-april-8th.html' title='THE SCHOOL MUSICAL OPENS APRIL 8TH!'/><author><name>CMS Lit Mag</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05146613189675589187</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-5788891383136369022.post-5601399482393369491</id><published>2011-03-14T12:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-14T12:34:52.549-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Few of the French and Spanish Building Projects</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AlVNL5i27S0/TX5tua0QrHI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/CdbS3weSr9Q/s1600/Sachi%2BW.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; 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margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8554Ex4O6BM/TX5tkY_BeTI/AAAAAAAAAO4/yTGWuHSdBy0/s400/Joel%2BS.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5584021059935500594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Rrlbb633w3Q/TX5thbfG1qI/AAAAAAAAAOw/OewJJtNNBME/s1600/Isabella%2BS.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Rrlbb633w3Q/TX5thbfG1qI/AAAAAAAAAOw/OewJJtNNBME/s400/Isabella%2BS.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5584021009067333282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;8th Grade Contributors:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Sachi W.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Lily H.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Lexi G.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Joel S.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Isabella S.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5788891383136369022-5601399482393369491?l=cmslitmag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cmslitmag.blogspot.com/feeds/5601399482393369491/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cmslitmag.blogspot.com/2011/03/few-of-french-and-spanish-building.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5788891383136369022/posts/default/5601399482393369491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5788891383136369022/posts/default/5601399482393369491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cmslitmag.blogspot.com/2011/03/few-of-french-and-spanish-building.html' title='A Few of the French and Spanish Building Projects'/><author><name>CMS Lit Mag</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05146613189675589187</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AlVNL5i27S0/TX5tua0QrHI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/CdbS3weSr9Q/s72-c/Sachi%2BW.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5788891383136369022.post-3318706774952436476</id><published>2011-03-14T12:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-14T12:30:17.988-07:00</updated><title type='text'>CCHS "The Producers" review by Fiona M.</title><content type='html'>&lt;!--StartFragment--&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-tab-count:1"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;CCHS put on the fabulous show, “The Producers”, the past two weekends. I went to see it on the first weekend. Hilarious and exciting, the plot follows two men working their way to Broadway fame in New York during the late fifties. One man, Max, is an old time pro, but unfavored by the crowds. The other is a nervous accountant, Leo. After Leo &lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;gets over his fright of encountering crazy Max and begins checking his bills, he carelessly makes a statement saying that you could make more money putting on a Broadway flop than a hit, giving Max a big idea. He convinces Leo to help him in his scheme and goes off to find the worst play and actors to produce this flop. Finally he finds the perfect one: a very politically incorrect show that glamorizes Nazi Germany, called “Springtime for Hitler.” The show goes on to introduce many more crazy characters and scenes, like the Swedish blonde Ulla, crazy old ladies, and many more hilarious situations. I would definitely recommend it to audiences who like a good laugh.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;!--EndFragment--&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5788891383136369022-3318706774952436476?l=cmslitmag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cmslitmag.blogspot.com/feeds/3318706774952436476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cmslitmag.blogspot.com/2011/03/cchs-producers-review-by-fiona-m.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5788891383136369022/posts/default/3318706774952436476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5788891383136369022/posts/default/3318706774952436476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cmslitmag.blogspot.com/2011/03/cchs-producers-review-by-fiona-m.html' title='CCHS &quot;The Producers&quot; review by Fiona M.'/><author><name>CMS Lit Mag</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05146613189675589187</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-5788891383136369022.post-5636731246392444464</id><published>2011-03-14T12:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-14T12:26:32.789-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Giant Tsunami Sweeps Miles Inland on Japanese Coast: By Zoe D.</title><content type='html'>&lt;!--StartFragment--&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;      &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14.0pt"&gt;In the early morning of March 11&lt;sup&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt;, a giant wall of water crashed into the Japanese coast, uprooting everything in its path.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The giant tsunami was the result of an 8.9 magnitute earthquake, and killed more than 2000 people.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The 30 ft waves where a muddy brown from the soil they had washed over.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Planes, and cars were tossed around like toys, and farmland across the coast was ruined.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The tsunami hit Sendai Island, flooding everywhere.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Fires broke out across the island as a result of ruptures of gas pipes, and they took 8 hours to extinguish.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The nuclear power plants on the coast stopped working because the pump failed, and now energy is seeping into the ground at an uncontrollable rate.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Citizens are being checked for radiation exposure.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Over 3000 people are missing, but there have been many rescues.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;A man and his wife where coming back to their house to gather some of their belongings after the earthquake hit, when a huge wall of water swept away their house.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The man’s wife was swept away to sea, but the man grabbed onto the roof of the house, which had come off, and floated off into the ocean with it.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;He was miles into the ocean, and stranded there for about 2 days, when a helicopter came and rescued him.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;He was taken to a hospital.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Whirlpools were conjured up in the middle of the ocean, sucking in huge cruise ships and anything else around them.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Bodies have been found along the coast, under the rubble of collapsed buildings, and lying on the streets.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Overturned planes and cars litter the streets.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14.0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;The American Red Cross and other organizations are working to help the devastated coast.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;You can help by donating money to fund raising programs. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:6;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 19px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.redcross.org/portal/site/en/menuitem.d8aaecf214c576bf971e4cfe43181aa0/?vgnextoid=46f51a53f1c37110VgnVCM1000003481a10aRCRD"&gt;DONATE TO THE RED CROSS&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;!--EndFragment--&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5788891383136369022-5636731246392444464?l=cmslitmag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cmslitmag.blogspot.com/feeds/5636731246392444464/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cmslitmag.blogspot.com/2011/03/giant-tsunami-sweeps-miles-inland-on.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5788891383136369022/posts/default/5636731246392444464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5788891383136369022/posts/default/5636731246392444464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cmslitmag.blogspot.com/2011/03/giant-tsunami-sweeps-miles-inland-on.html' title='Giant Tsunami Sweeps Miles Inland on Japanese Coast: By Zoe D.'/><author><name>CMS Lit Mag</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05146613189675589187</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-5788891383136369022.post-8941772656481259717</id><published>2011-03-14T12:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-14T12:22:55.488-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Current News Event'/><title type='text'>Mega-Earthquake Rattles Japan! By Claire D.</title><content type='html'>&lt;!--StartFragment--&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:22.0pt;font-family:Cracked"&gt;An earthquake that measured 8.9 struck Japan on March 11, devastating the country and triggering a giant tsunami.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:22.0pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Jazz LET&amp;quot;"&gt;&lt;u&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Cracked;font-size:7;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 29px;"&gt; &lt;!--StartFragment--&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Cracked;font-size:7;"&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:16.0pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman Bold&amp;quot;"&gt;You’re sitting on your couch at home, silently reading the newspaper, when suddenly, your furniture starts violently vibrating. Panic starts to kick in, and you flee from your rapidly collapsing house.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:16.0pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman Bold&amp;quot;"&gt;On March 11, a giant earthquake struck Japan. This earthquake measured an 8.9, making it the most powerful earthquake in Japan in record. The quake is the fifth-largest in the world since 1900, and it killed hundreds of people. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman Bold'; font-size: 21px; "&gt;Soon after the earthquake, a 23 foot tsunami hit the already devastated cities. The tsunami raced across the Pacific Ocean at 500 mph towards the coast of Japan, and when it crashed down on the shores, it kept going 6 miles inland. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman Bold'; font-size: 21px; "&gt;Around 2,000 bodies have already been found washed up from sea or hidden in the rubble, but the death toll is expected to run in the tens of thousands. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman Bold'; font-size: 21px; "&gt;This earthquake has devastated Japan, and the world will work hard to help Japan recover from the disaster.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;!--EndFragment--&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;!--EndFragment--&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5788891383136369022-8941772656481259717?l=cmslitmag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cmslitmag.blogspot.com/feeds/8941772656481259717/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cmslitmag.blogspot.com/2011/03/mega-earthquake-rattles-japan-by-claire.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5788891383136369022/posts/default/8941772656481259717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5788891383136369022/posts/default/8941772656481259717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cmslitmag.blogspot.com/2011/03/mega-earthquake-rattles-japan-by-claire.html' title='Mega-Earthquake Rattles Japan! By Claire D.'/><author><name>CMS Lit Mag</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05146613189675589187</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-5788891383136369022.post-1077996115712235542</id><published>2011-03-14T12:00:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-14T12:04:20.093-07:00</updated><title type='text'>10-year-old girl's Lady Gaga cover makes her famous!</title><content type='html'>Maria Aragon, a 10-year-old budding singer, covered Lady Gaga's new single "Born this Way" on piano and voice. She is very talented!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=xG0wi1m-89o"&gt;WATCH MARIA'S COVER&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Not only does the YouTube video have over 22 million hits, Maria was invited to perform with Lady Gaga live in Toronto.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=LEB3nnIsAmQ"&gt;WATCH MARIA PERFORM WITH LADY GAGA&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5788891383136369022-1077996115712235542?l=cmslitmag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cmslitmag.blogspot.com/feeds/1077996115712235542/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cmslitmag.blogspot.com/2011/03/10-year-old-girls-lady-gaga-cover-makes.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5788891383136369022/posts/default/1077996115712235542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5788891383136369022/posts/default/1077996115712235542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cmslitmag.blogspot.com/2011/03/10-year-old-girls-lady-gaga-cover-makes.html' title='10-year-old girl&apos;s Lady Gaga cover makes her famous!'/><author><name>CMS Lit Mag</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05146613189675589187</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-5788891383136369022.post-4796074727772383008</id><published>2011-03-14T11:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-14T11:58:04.148-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Free-hand sketch by Jon T.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7-838Pg87_g/TX5ki5JiIfI/AAAAAAAAAOo/tMGmWswlI88/s1600/Free%2Bsketch.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 326px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7-838Pg87_g/TX5ki5JiIfI/AAAAAAAAAOo/tMGmWswlI88/s400/Free%2Bsketch.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5584011138605130226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Tyj9HduOVME/TX5kRHAyJZI/AAAAAAAAAOg/p3OSMB3bl10/s1600/Free%2Bsketch.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-pcpKiMB5mp0/TX5jpq3Q10I/AAAAAAAAAOY/Jct5Y7GqAus/s1600/Free%2Bsketch.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5788891383136369022-4796074727772383008?l=cmslitmag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cmslitmag.blogspot.com/feeds/4796074727772383008/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cmslitmag.blogspot.com/2011/03/free-hand-sketch-by-jon.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5788891383136369022/posts/default/4796074727772383008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5788891383136369022/posts/default/4796074727772383008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cmslitmag.blogspot.com/2011/03/free-hand-sketch-by-jon.html' title='Free-hand sketch by Jon T.'/><author><name>CMS Lit Mag</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05146613189675589187</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7-838Pg87_g/TX5ki5JiIfI/AAAAAAAAAOo/tMGmWswlI88/s72-c/Free%2Bsketch.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5788891383136369022.post-4406965869039140443</id><published>2011-03-14T11:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-14T11:54:30.698-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Upcoming Events at CMS! March and April 2011</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;REMAINDER OF MARCH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday the 18th- end of second trimester&lt;br /&gt;Friday the 18th- Spaghetti Supper (6:30-9)&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday the 22nd- Grade 7 ELA Long Composition MCAS&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday the 23rd- All grades MCAS ELA Reading Comp. Session 1&lt;br /&gt;Thursday the 24th- All grades MCAS ELA Reading Comp. Session 2&lt;br /&gt;Monday the 28th- Report cards mailed out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;APRIL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday the 5th- National Spanish Exam for 8th graders&lt;br /&gt;Thursday the 7th- House Huddles, all grades&lt;br /&gt;Friday the 8th- opening of You're a Good Man, Charlie Brown! (7-9 pm)&lt;br /&gt;Thursday the 14th- 7th grade exchange students leave for China&lt;br /&gt;Monday the 18th-Friday the 22nd- April break!&lt;br /&gt;Monday the 25th- 7th graders return from China&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday the 26th- 8th graders leave for DC trip&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5788891383136369022-4406965869039140443?l=cmslitmag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cmslitmag.blogspot.com/feeds/4406965869039140443/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cmslitmag.blogspot.com/2011/03/upcoming-events-at-cms-march-and-april.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5788891383136369022/posts/default/4406965869039140443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5788891383136369022/posts/default/4406965869039140443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cmslitmag.blogspot.com/2011/03/upcoming-events-at-cms-march-and-april.html' title='Upcoming Events at CMS! March and April 2011'/><author><name>CMS Lit Mag</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05146613189675589187</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-5788891383136369022.post-8372118536874812925</id><published>2011-03-01T05:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-01T05:35:35.305-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Current News Event'/><title type='text'>Somalian Pirates</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Danish family is taken hostage by Somali pirates in the Indian Ocean&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somali is now becoming known for it’s blood-thirsty pirates.  On February 24th, three Danish children and their parents were taken hostage by Somali pirates while they were sailing in the Indian Ocean.  The children were said to be from the ages of 12 and 16, and that two crew members were also taken hostage.  As of last week, the EU’s anti-piracy naval force said that pirates are estimated to be holding 31 vessels and 688 hostages.  Many of the vessels they target are cargo ships sailing near the Gulf of Aden.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The ship with the Danish family on it sent out a distress signal on Thursday.  The Danes are the second non-commercial sailors taken by pirates in recent weeks.  For an example, a group of Americans were seized earlier in February and four were shot when the US forces tried to rescue them.  The pirates seem to be responding with increasing violence as navy forces try to rescue the hostages.  Two Philippine sailors were murdered last month because the pirates were enraged at the attempted rescue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is becoming a serious issue.  Somali gangs have recently hijacked a tanker with $200m worth of crude oil on board.  To try to control the issue, international naval forces  patrolling the area will try to free more hostages.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Original Story- BBC News&lt;br /&gt;Re-Written By- Emily L.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5788891383136369022-8372118536874812925?l=cmslitmag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cmslitmag.blogspot.com/feeds/8372118536874812925/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cmslitmag.blogspot.com/2011/03/somalian-pirates.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5788891383136369022/posts/default/8372118536874812925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5788891383136369022/posts/default/8372118536874812925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cmslitmag.blogspot.com/2011/03/somalian-pirates.html' title='Somalian Pirates'/><author><name>CMS Lit Mag</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05146613189675589187</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-5788891383136369022.post-8279783632780425428</id><published>2011-02-23T09:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-23T09:42:18.666-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='literary news'/><title type='text'>Crazy Maniac Writes HP Chapter on Bathroom Wall</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://ryanseacrest.com/wp-content/uploads/2011/02/620-girlswritesharrypotter-022211.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; 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margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 226px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vZR6DdRG7T0/TVl5BjB8WvI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/s8CwEFIPxq0/s320/comic.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573619081337920242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5788891383136369022-5145652002041985989?l=cmslitmag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cmslitmag.blogspot.com/feeds/5145652002041985989/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cmslitmag.blogspot.com/2011/02/snow-day-comic-by-mattsen.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5788891383136369022/posts/default/5145652002041985989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5788891383136369022/posts/default/5145652002041985989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cmslitmag.blogspot.com/2011/02/snow-day-comic-by-mattsen.html' title='Snow Day Comic by Mattsen'/><author><name>CMS Lit Mag</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05146613189675589187</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vZR6DdRG7T0/TVl5BjB8WvI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/s8CwEFIPxq0/s72-c/comic.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5788891383136369022.post-407214750485334887</id><published>2011-02-07T12:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-07T12:11:29.273-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Alumni Artwork  by Zoe H-M.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UX2Hvnl8yIk/TVBR7q5FwFI/AAAAAAAAAOI/cjwHRp717P4/s1600/bunny%2Bpicture%2B2_0001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 250px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UX2Hvnl8yIk/TVBR7q5FwFI/AAAAAAAAAOI/cjwHRp717P4/s320/bunny%2Bpicture%2B2_0001.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5571042824625176658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zoe, a tenth grader at CCHS and a CMS alum, is a talented artist who kindly lent her work to the lit blog!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5788891383136369022-407214750485334887?l=cmslitmag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cmslitmag.blogspot.com/feeds/407214750485334887/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cmslitmag.blogspot.com/2011/02/alumni-artwork-by-zoe-h-m.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5788891383136369022/posts/default/407214750485334887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5788891383136369022/posts/default/407214750485334887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cmslitmag.blogspot.com/2011/02/alumni-artwork-by-zoe-h-m.html' title='Alumni Artwork  by Zoe H-M.'/><author><name>CMS Lit Mag</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05146613189675589187</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UX2Hvnl8yIk/TVBR7q5FwFI/AAAAAAAAAOI/cjwHRp717P4/s72-c/bunny%2Bpicture%2B2_0001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5788891383136369022.post-7324658657225977729</id><published>2011-02-07T11:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-07T12:01:25.590-08:00</updated><title type='text'>"The Intergalactic Spy" (Part I) by Tyler L.</title><content type='html'>Michael sat cross-legged at the concert hall listening to the music. all of a sudden, his pager started beeping.  He hated it when the pager interrupted interesting things, well granted it was a school concert but still.  He hurried outside to answer his phone.  It was Agent Glox, and he needed a lot of help in some Dsubjkfgjkhiovian Country.  Michael hurriedly called his driver: he may have been an intergalactic spy, but he still couldn’t drive.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His driver came shortly and took him to the nearest spaceport where he got into his private space ship.  It was a 200-foot tall affair with fusion generators that produced 7 million pounds of thrust. It glimmered in the late afternoon light, looking just like a typical cruiser (it was an undercover vehicle).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Michael strapped in and ignited the engines and took off in a roar of smoke.   He felt the full pull of 10 g forces as he neared mach 9.9.  He wondered what was going to happen to him this time.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As Michael neared the asteroid belt several lkuluian fighters began to close in and a transmission between the two ships began.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Good morning Mr. Michael," the Ikuluian chief began. “It has come to my attention that you are going to prevent a large war from happening on planet Dsubjkfgkhiov, we need that war to happen and if it doesn’t, well lets not go there.  Now if you turn around you and Earth will be left alone, if you refuse to cooperate then things won’t be too pretty.”  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Let me on my way!” demanded Michael. “ I am a member of the company of Intergalactic Spies, and it is a federal offense to keep me from going anywhere.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Once we’re done no one will be able to trace this unfortunate event to us.  Open fire, men!” exclaimed the Ikuluian chief.  There was a loud zapping in the vast atmosphere of space, and a cloud of smoke.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What will happen to Michael?! Tune in next time to Learn!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5788891383136369022-7324658657225977729?l=cmslitmag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cmslitmag.blogspot.com/feeds/7324658657225977729/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cmslitmag.blogspot.com/2011/02/intergalactic-spy-part-i-by-tyler-l.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5788891383136369022/posts/default/7324658657225977729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5788891383136369022/posts/default/7324658657225977729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cmslitmag.blogspot.com/2011/02/intergalactic-spy-part-i-by-tyler-l.html' title='&quot;The Intergalactic Spy&quot; (Part I) by Tyler L.'/><author><name>CMS Lit Mag</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05146613189675589187</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-5788891383136369022.post-2288324011125589191</id><published>2011-02-07T11:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-07T12:08:37.556-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Student Artwork'/><title type='text'>Student Artwork with Ms. Plante</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UX2Hvnl8yIk/TVBRQHSP65I/AAAAAAAAAOA/LerQVkJPZ2U/s1600/Alec%2BY.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 154px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UX2Hvnl8yIk/TVBRQHSP65I/AAAAAAAAAOA/LerQVkJPZ2U/s200/Alec%2BY.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5571042076332649362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UX2Hvnl8yIk/TVBRNtblzqI/AAAAAAAAAN4/QY_GjtXrDLc/s1600/Ashley%2BY.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 130px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UX2Hvnl8yIk/TVBRNtblzqI/AAAAAAAAAN4/QY_GjtXrDLc/s200/Ashley%2BY.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5571042035032772258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UX2Hvnl8yIk/TVBRKeOtOtI/AAAAAAAAANw/ufOTd2yAQk0/s1600/Avalon%2BO.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UX2Hvnl8yIk/TVBRKeOtOtI/AAAAAAAAANw/ufOTd2yAQk0/s200/Avalon%2BO.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5571041979412593362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UX2Hvnl8yIk/TVBRHSTLoXI/AAAAAAAAANo/Rm195e7gWn8/s1600/Joel%2BS.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 174px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UX2Hvnl8yIk/TVBRHSTLoXI/AAAAAAAAANo/Rm195e7gWn8/s200/Joel%2BS.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5571041924670529906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UX2Hvnl8yIk/TVBQ6hXo6bI/AAAAAAAAANg/h0MG3CWnFnk/s1600/Kaleigh%2BD.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 152px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UX2Hvnl8yIk/TVBQ6hXo6bI/AAAAAAAAANg/h0MG3CWnFnk/s200/Kaleigh%2BD.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5571041705377458610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UX2Hvnl8yIk/TVBQ1MH8KQI/AAAAAAAAANY/rjIPQ3hEbqw/s1600/Sachi%2BW.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UX2Hvnl8yIk/TVBQ1MH8KQI/AAAAAAAAANY/rjIPQ3hEbqw/s200/Sachi%2BW.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5571041613775120642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Ms. Plante's eighth grade art classes, students have been very busy lately! In one recent project, students had to choose which element (earth, air, wind, water, or fire) best represented their personality and illustrate themselves as that element. In another, students visually represented the famous poem "Jabberwocky" by Lewis Carroll.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Student contributors:&lt;br /&gt;Alec Y.&lt;br /&gt;Ashley Y.&lt;br /&gt;Avalon O.&lt;br /&gt;Joel S.&lt;br /&gt;Kaleigh D.&lt;br /&gt;Sachi W.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5788891383136369022-2288324011125589191?l=cmslitmag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cmslitmag.blogspot.com/feeds/2288324011125589191/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cmslitmag.blogspot.com/2011/02/student-artwork-with-ms-plante.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5788891383136369022/posts/default/2288324011125589191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5788891383136369022/posts/default/2288324011125589191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cmslitmag.blogspot.com/2011/02/student-artwork-with-ms-plante.html' title='Student Artwork with Ms. Plante'/><author><name>CMS Lit Mag</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05146613189675589187</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UX2Hvnl8yIk/TVBRQHSP65I/AAAAAAAAAOA/LerQVkJPZ2U/s72-c/Alec%2BY.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5788891383136369022.post-7946870373699429753</id><published>2011-01-20T09:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-20T09:47:20.042-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Project 351: Interview with our Concord rep, Sophie D. by Isabel F.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UX2Hvnl8yIk/TTh0xuUMW7I/AAAAAAAAAMU/kn-11mt_sP8/s1600/Gov%2BPatrick.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UX2Hvnl8yIk/TTh0xuUMW7I/AAAAAAAAAMU/kn-11mt_sP8/s200/Gov%2BPatrick.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5564325737211386802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. What is Project 351 and how did you get involved?&lt;br /&gt;Project 351 was a day of community service in honor of governor Deval Patrick's inauguration. It brought kids from every town in Massachusetts into Boston to help out at various organizations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. What community service do you take part in currently?&lt;br /&gt;I participate in BookPALS, a program that brings Concord kids into read to 1st-4th graders. I also help out at my church, helping out with the holiday kids' craft fair, and the Secret Santa program, and stuff like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Describe your day with Project 351.&lt;br /&gt;We all met at Cradles to Crayons in Boston, where we had breakfast, Governor Patrick and Lieutenant Governor Murray talked to us about what we would be doing, and we were assigned a service site. I went to the Dimock Center (a support center/preschool focused on helping women and children). The center is making room for 100 more toddlers, and I helped paint a room and make fleece blankets for kids if they forget one for nap time. It was really fun, someone had an iPod and we sang along as we painted. At about 3, we drove back to Cradles to Crayons and had another meeting with the governor, including a question and answer section. Then we had dinner, and at about 5:45 we were bussed home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Did you meet any other kids? What were they like?&lt;br /&gt;On the bus into Boston I actually met another girl named Sophie, and we sat together to Boston and back. Sadly she was assigned to a different service site, so we didn't work together. At the Dimock Center I met two other girls, and we had a great time cutting fleece and painting. Everyone was really committed and nice, and they all seemed like they wanted to help out.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Did you meet Gov. Patrick or any other public figures?&lt;br /&gt;Gov. Patrick came to the Dimock Center when I was working on blankets, and I got my picture taken with him. He is really nice, not too professional and formal. He seemed really interested in hearing what we had to say and checking in on our work. When we got back Sophie (who had been assigned to the food bank) told me that she had met Ray Allen (from the Boston Celtics). I was jealous, but at least I met the governor!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. What did you get most out of the experience?&lt;br /&gt;Project 351 helped show everyone, I think, that community service doesn't have to be a big, complicated, and boring thing. All I did was paint a room and tie fringe on blankets, but I know some little kids are going to really appreciate it later. And I had an amazing time, so it barely felt like work at all. 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font-style: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap; font-family:'Times New Roman';font-size:12pt;color:transparent;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCC33;"&gt; is very well written and leaves plenty of tricky clues to help solve the mystery.  The end is unexpected but very logical when you look back.  This is a fantastic book for anyone who enjoys a good detective case.  The characters are well crafted with distinctive personalities that contribute to the clues.  This book is fast paced and fun to solve.  If you read this, I suggest you try and solve the mystery yourself before you finish.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5788891383136369022-2155308974384044574?l=cmslitmag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cmslitmag.blogspot.com/feeds/2155308974384044574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cmslitmag.blogspot.com/2010/12/murder-on-orient-express-by-agatha.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5788891383136369022/posts/default/2155308974384044574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5788891383136369022/posts/default/2155308974384044574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cmslitmag.blogspot.com/2010/12/murder-on-orient-express-by-agatha.html' title='Murder on the Orient Express by Agatha Christie: a book review by Tyler L.'/><author><name>CMS Lit Mag</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05146613189675589187</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-5788891383136369022.post-7794190652080966531</id><published>2010-12-13T11:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-13T12:03:10.629-08:00</updated><title type='text'>"Snowflake" by Tyler L.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.derrenbrown.co.uk/blog/wp-content/uploads/2009/09/snowflake_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; 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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;the ground&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5788891383136369022-7794190652080966531?l=cmslitmag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cmslitmag.blogspot.com/feeds/7794190652080966531/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cmslitmag.blogspot.com/2010/12/snowflake-by-tyler-l.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5788891383136369022/posts/default/7794190652080966531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5788891383136369022/posts/default/7794190652080966531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cmslitmag.blogspot.com/2010/12/snowflake-by-tyler-l.html' title='&quot;Snowflake&quot; by Tyler L.'/><author><name>CMS Lit Mag</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05146613189675589187</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-5788891383136369022.post-3786210751185838991</id><published>2010-12-13T11:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-13T11:52:29.869-08:00</updated><title type='text'>sporcle.com: A Website Review by Sam W.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div    style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; background-   font-family:Times;font-size:medium;color:transparent;"&gt;&lt;p id="internal-source-marker_0.10369474836625159" style="text-align: justify;text-indent: 36pt; margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 0pt; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap; font-family:'Times New Roman';font-size:12pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCC33;"&gt;The first thing that most people think when they hear about Sporcle is: What does Sporcle mean? After extensive research, I have discovered it. The site’s founder, Matt Ramme, says that he based the name “Sporcle” off of the word oracle. The icon of Sporcle is a crystal ball, used by oracles. Now you may wonder, what is the use of Sporcle? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCC33;"&gt;Sporcle.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCC33;"&gt; is a quiz website with a mission. Their mission statement is “We actively and methodically search out new and innovative ways to prevent our users from getting any work done whatsoever.” Sporcle is the #1 tool for procrastination, but also it’s fun, and incredibly addicting. About 4 games are published each day, and the quizzes range from educational to just for fun. The top ten games include the Countries of the World quiz, the US States quiz, Corporate Logos quiz, Commonest Words in the English Language, and more. Sporcle is a good and fun quiz site for everyone that is allowed to go on the computer and can read.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5788891383136369022-3786210751185838991?l=cmslitmag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cmslitmag.blogspot.com/feeds/3786210751185838991/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cmslitmag.blogspot.com/2010/12/sporclecom-website-review-by-sam-w.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5788891383136369022/posts/default/3786210751185838991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5788891383136369022/posts/default/3786210751185838991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cmslitmag.blogspot.com/2010/12/sporclecom-website-review-by-sam-w.html' title='sporcle.com: A Website Review by Sam W.'/><author><name>CMS Lit Mag</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05146613189675589187</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-5788891383136369022.post-8471258521807083705</id><published>2010-12-06T11:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-13T11:35:53.185-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Concord Equestrian Team Review</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:18pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCC00;"&gt;Hi, I’m Annie B. and I’m on the Concord Equestrian Team (CET).  The CET practices at Verrill Farm Stables in Concord and competes in a series of horse shows that go from September to April.  The shows can be as far as Georgia!  What you do is you go to someone else’s barn, but instead of riding your own horses, you pick a horse’s name from another barn out of a hat.  Then that would be the horse you would ride in the class you signed up for. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:18pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCC00;"&gt;The first stage in the season is Zone-1 (which is held Rhode Island, Maine, and Connecticut, etc.). There are five horse shows that go until February.  The next stage, Zone finals, is a really big show which all of New England  participates in.  After Zone Finals, there are Nationals and Regionals. In April, your whole team packs up and goes to Atlanta, Georgia for the final show.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:18pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCC00;"&gt;       I’ve seen my friend Chloe H. go through all of this, and it does NOT look easy.  This year, i hope to go to finals.   Below is a little video of how hard doing all of this is, but eventually, it all gets easier.  Thanks for reading!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:18pt;"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt; &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;o:p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: ArialMT; font-size: -webkit-xxx-large; color: rgb(38, 38, 38); "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wPLTnGFXf_Q&amp;amp;feature=BF&amp;amp;list=QL&amp;amp;index=1"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:12pt;"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-xtAxxkwJAg&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:16pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:14pt;"&gt;Watch the WHOLE thing!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:14pt;"&gt;Its AWESOME!!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt; &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;!--EndFragment--&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5788891383136369022-8471258521807083705?l=cmslitmag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cmslitmag.blogspot.com/feeds/8471258521807083705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cmslitmag.blogspot.com/2010/12/concord-equestrian-team-review.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5788891383136369022/posts/default/8471258521807083705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5788891383136369022/posts/default/8471258521807083705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cmslitmag.blogspot.com/2010/12/concord-equestrian-team-review.html' title='Concord Equestrian Team Review'/><author><name>CMS Lit Mag</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05146613189675589187</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-5788891383136369022.post-654568849339605835</id><published>2010-11-22T12:11:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-06T12:32:55.863-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='HAPPY HALLOWEEN'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fiction'/><title type='text'>WINNER OF THE HALLOWEEN CHALLENGE IS...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;The runner up of the Halloween Challenge is Taylor W.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;p   style="margin: 0px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal;font-family:Helvetica;font-size:12px;"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);" class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;One day, there was a Jack o’ Lantern. The lantern was very sweet, but it’s voice was blood-curdling. Even it’s luminous glow couldn’t distract people from the hideous sound he made.  People considering listening to him a “thrill”. Only felines could listen to him without screaming in agony. To try to meet people, the Jack o’ Lantern, masqueraded himself as a witch and tried to make a conversation with some trick or treaters. The people looked like they had seen a specter and ran away. The Jack o’ Lantern slipped off into the shadows. From then on, the Lantern only talked to nocturnal cats. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;The winning challenge was submitted by Grace O. Even though it's a little past Oct. 31, we hope you enjoy this spooky story!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;p   style="margin: 0px; text-align: justify; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal;font-family:Helvetica;font-size:12px;"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;The thrill came to George as he looked out from the jack ‘o’ lantern. The small mouse sniffed around. He stuck his head out the eye hole. His fur crawled when he heard a blood-curdling scream. In his surprise George fell, landing on top of his baby sister. They had run away when they were attacked viciously by raccoons. Now all they had left was this pumpkin, on Hallowe’en night. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p   style="margin: 0px; text-align: justify; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal;font-family:Helvetica;font-size:12px;"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;The shadow of a giant loomed over the small home. This was the first Hallowe’en the mice had ever lived in. Batty, the bat, soared over. They were friends. Batty had helped George and Lily survive. Suddenly, a small shiny package fell from the sky. George wandered out from the the pumpkin sanctuary into the world of monsters. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p   style="margin: 0px; text-align: justify; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal;font-family:Helvetica;font-size:12px;"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;When George finally reached the mystery package, Lily wandered out. Lily didn’t know that George would be back soon. She thought that he had left her for the night, she was scared. In her wanderings she felt a small chill trickled down her back. The Clouds swirled, and the gloomy trees ruffled. A small child masqueraded, he pretended to be a small dragon. The luminous pumpkin cried out to Lily with her light, warning her not to go any further. Just as Lily turned around she was swept off her feet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p   style="margin: 0px; text-align: justify; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal;font-family:Helvetica;font-size:12px;"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre;font-family:courier new;" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;George turned around after eating chocolate, his memory of the taste like a specter in the chilly evening air. The feline dropped Lily down into the melting chocolate bar. Nocturnal animals started to come out. Their noises frightened George as he hauled Lily to safety.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5788891383136369022-654568849339605835?l=cmslitmag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cmslitmag.blogspot.com/feeds/654568849339605835/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cmslitmag.blogspot.com/2010/11/winner-of-halloween-challenge-is.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5788891383136369022/posts/default/654568849339605835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5788891383136369022/posts/default/654568849339605835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cmslitmag.blogspot.com/2010/11/winner-of-halloween-challenge-is.html' title='WINNER OF THE HALLOWEEN CHALLENGE IS...'/><author><name>CMS Lit Mag</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05146613189675589187</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-5788891383136369022.post-3065960006892501492</id><published>2010-11-22T12:06:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-06T12:33:55.232-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='satire'/><title type='text'>How to Judge a Book by its Cover by Taylor W.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="text-align: justify; margin: 0px; font: 12px 'Times New Roman'; color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;So &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;many people say, “don’t judge a book by its cover”. By now, it is a cliché, and quite honestly, it is false. We will be teaching you, how to judge a book by its cover.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: justify; margin: 0px; text-indent: 36px; font: 12px 'Times New Roman'; min-height: 15px; color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;       &lt;p style="text-align: justify; margin: 0px; text-indent: 36px; font: 12px arial; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0px; color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;We will start with the book, “Harry Potter and the Chamber of Secrets”. The first thing you notice about this seemingly innocent book is the smiley boy with a scar and spiky black hair.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;He is holding onto a bird, which looks like it would rather not be there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;Some snakes are crawling out through cracks, and one snake is suspended in mid air.  There is also a sword hanging out of nothing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;Judging by this cover, I would say this book is about a crazy kid who tries to escape the asylum by hanging onto a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0px; color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;bird while being followed by snakes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;Would I recommend this book?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;No.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify; margin: 0px; text-indent: 36px; font: 12px 'Times New Roman'; min-height: 15px;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try  {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UX2Hvnl8yIk/TP1E4IwirVI/AAAAAAAAALg/amNOmQFFw8A/s1600/harry%2Bpotter.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 94px; height: 140px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UX2Hvnl8yIk/TP1E4IwirVI/AAAAAAAAALg/amNOmQFFw8A/s200/harry%2Bpotter.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547666047204765010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="text-align: justify; margin: 0px; font: 12px 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img src="file:///Network/Servers/pea-osx03.colonial.edu/HomeDirs/staff/ktalbot/Desktop/hpcos1.png" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;          &lt;p style="text-align: justify; margin: 0px; text-indent: 36px; font: 12px arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;Next, we will be reviewing “Frindle”. So from what we have gathered so far, it appears it is about a ginger who has a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0px; color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0px; color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;sacred pen that everyone idolizes. His wire frame glasses give us the impression that he is stuck in the 80’s, perhaps a time traveling plot will unfold later on? The words in the background seem to give the definition of pen. So unless you enjoy read&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0px; color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;ing&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;dictio&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0px; color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;naries in your freetime,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;then I&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;would&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0px; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt; strongly suggest that you steer clear of this book&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: justify; margin: 0px; font: 12px 'Times New Roman'; min-height: 15px;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UX2Hvnl8yIk/TP1FJV4k9kI/AAAAAAAAALo/-C6s4PuELWs/s1600/Frindle.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 106px; height: 161px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UX2Hvnl8yIk/TP1FJV4k9kI/AAAAAAAAALo/-C6s4PuELWs/s200/Frindle.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547666342785906242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5788891383136369022-3065960006892501492?l=cmslitmag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cmslitmag.blogspot.com/feeds/3065960006892501492/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cmslitmag.blogspot.com/2010/11/how-to-judge-book-by-its-cover-by.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5788891383136369022/posts/default/3065960006892501492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5788891383136369022/posts/default/3065960006892501492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cmslitmag.blogspot.com/2010/11/how-to-judge-book-by-its-cover-by.html' title='How to Judge a Book by its Cover by Taylor W.'/><author><name>CMS Lit Mag</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05146613189675589187</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UX2Hvnl8yIk/TP1E4IwirVI/AAAAAAAAALg/amNOmQFFw8A/s72-c/harry%2Bpotter.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5788891383136369022.post-4129156896847767610</id><published>2010-11-22T12:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-22T12:25:50.901-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poetry'/><title type='text'>"November" by Tyler L.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div    style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; background-   font-family:Times;font-size:medium;color:transparent;"&gt;&lt;span id="internal-source-marker_0.6762230633758008"   style="font-style: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap; font-family:'Times New Roman';font-size:12pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6666CC;"&gt;November &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6666CC;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap; font-family:'Times New Roman';font-size:12pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6666CC;"&gt;Eleventh month of the year&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6666CC;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap; font-family:'Times New Roman';font-size:12pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6666CC;"&gt;Bare skeleton trees dancing in the wind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6666CC;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap; font-family:'Times New Roman';font-size:12pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6666CC;"&gt;Mushy pumpkins on the step&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6666CC;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap; font-family:'Times New Roman';font-size:12pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6666CC;"&gt;Thanksgiving and turkeys near&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6666CC;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap; font-family:'Times New Roman';font-size:12pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6666CC;"&gt;Curling smoke in the air&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6666CC;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap; font-family:'Times New Roman';font-size:12pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6666CC;"&gt;November&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="white-space: pre-wrap; font-size:-webkit-xxx-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5788891383136369022-4129156896847767610?l=cmslitmag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cmslitmag.blogspot.com/feeds/4129156896847767610/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cmslitmag.blogspot.com/2010/11/november-by-tyler-l.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5788891383136369022/posts/default/4129156896847767610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5788891383136369022/posts/default/4129156896847767610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cmslitmag.blogspot.com/2010/11/november-by-tyler-l.html' title='&quot;November&quot; by Tyler L.'/><author><name>CMS Lit Mag</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05146613189675589187</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-5788891383136369022.post-8442790851658068429</id><published>2010-11-08T11:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-08T12:02:05.081-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Face on the Milk Carton by Caroline Cooney: Review by Caroline H.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rg1X59WR1ys/S8n-AYhUsqI/AAAAAAAAC18/KDIEDPyOuXg/038532328X.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 319px; height: 475px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rg1X59WR1ys/S8n-AYhUsqI/AAAAAAAAC18/KDIEDPyOuXg/038532328X.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;What would you do if you saw your face titled as “MISSING” on a milk carton? For Janie Johnson, it would be to tell her boyfriend Reeve Shields. In The Face on the Milk Carton, by Caroline Cooney, Janie recognizes herself in five year old form on a milk carton from her best friend, Sarah Charlotte. The carton calls her Jennie Spring, who lives in New Jersey and was kidnapped almost twelve years ago. Janie begins to have flashbacks, remembering random tidbits of what she believes to be her former life. The dress she wears in the picture, the shopping mall where she was taken. But her parents are nice and kind, a little on the old side maybe, but she could never picture them coldheartedly stealing a child. Finally she can’t take it anymore and gets Reeve, in the grade above her, to drive her down to her former parents house. She arrives just in time to see four kids, with the same thick, red hair as herself, get off a school bus and walk into a house. Janie is scared as more and more of the memories haunt her, and she realizes the Johnson’s have no pictures of her from five years and younger. As she explores the attic in search for pictures of herself, she finds a trunk marked “Hannah”, she looks in and sees a baptismal gown and pictures of a blond girl. This awakens new fears that her parents had stolen her in order to cope with the loss of another child. Unable to stand it any longer she asks her parents, Frank and Miranda Johnson, about Hannah. This exciting page turner will keep up at night, and the answer to Janie’s question will completely blow you away. If you like this book, I would recommend the sequels, Whatever Happened to Janie?, and The Voice on the Radio. Caroline Cooney is a well known and accredited author writing many other books, with suspense romance, horror, and mystery for teenage readers.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5788891383136369022-8442790851658068429?l=cmslitmag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cmslitmag.blogspot.com/feeds/8442790851658068429/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cmslitmag.blogspot.com/2010/11/face-on-milk-carton-by-caroline-cooney.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5788891383136369022/posts/default/8442790851658068429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5788891383136369022/posts/default/8442790851658068429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cmslitmag.blogspot.com/2010/11/face-on-milk-carton-by-caroline-cooney.html' title='The Face on the Milk Carton by Caroline Cooney: Review by Caroline H.'/><author><name>CMS Lit Mag</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05146613189675589187</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rg1X59WR1ys/S8n-AYhUsqI/AAAAAAAAC18/KDIEDPyOuXg/s72-c/038532328X.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5788891383136369022.post-2008214403628098562</id><published>2010-10-29T09:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-29T09:21:59.597-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='HAPPY HALLOWEEN'/><title type='text'>HAPPY HALLOWEEN FROM CMS!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UX2Hvnl8yIk/TMr0QtAoWfI/AAAAAAAAAKo/rd1MsxyV-Q4/s1600/IMG_2450.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UX2Hvnl8yIk/TMr0FIgFMKI/AAAAAAAAAKg/KiMKPlo_gXg/s1600/IMG_2449.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UX2Hvnl8yIk/TMr0FIgFMKI/AAAAAAAAAKg/KiMKPlo_gXg/s320/IMG_2449.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5533503461196640418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5788891383136369022-2008214403628098562?l=cmslitmag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cmslitmag.blogspot.com/feeds/2008214403628098562/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cmslitmag.blogspot.com/2010/10/happy-halloween-from-cms.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5788891383136369022/posts/default/2008214403628098562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5788891383136369022/posts/default/2008214403628098562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cmslitmag.blogspot.com/2010/10/happy-halloween-from-cms.html' title='HAPPY HALLOWEEN FROM CMS!!'/><author><name>CMS Lit Mag</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05146613189675589187</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UX2Hvnl8yIk/TMr0FIgFMKI/AAAAAAAAAKg/KiMKPlo_gXg/s72-c/IMG_2449.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5788891383136369022.post-5556475916932876817</id><published>2010-10-27T18:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-27T19:29:43.158-07:00</updated><title type='text'>People Are Awesome.</title><content type='html'>Enough said. You should seriously watch this video. It's...awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PEOPLE ARE AWESOME&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=EvFjHTWzJrc&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5788891383136369022-5556475916932876817?l=cmslitmag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cmslitmag.blogspot.com/feeds/5556475916932876817/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cmslitmag.blogspot.com/2010/10/people-are-awesome.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5788891383136369022/posts/default/5556475916932876817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5788891383136369022/posts/default/5556475916932876817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cmslitmag.blogspot.com/2010/10/people-are-awesome.html' title='People Are Awesome.'/><author><name>CMS Lit Mag</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05146613189675589187</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5788891383136369022.post-526510722156173215</id><published>2010-10-25T12:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-22T12:09:44.845-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='satire'/><title type='text'>Important Announcement</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.babble.com/CS/blogs/strollerderby/2007/11/01-07/213195416935420helicopter-parent.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 305px; height: 252px;" src="http://www.babble.com/CS/blogs/strollerderby/2007/11/01-07/213195416935420helicopter-parent.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shadow a student day. Some like to refer to it as “Stalk a Student Day”. But I consider it as a fun* time for parents to live the “school-kid dream”. In otherwords, I think “Shadow a Student Day” is a great day. Remember, this coming Tuesday is the day, so prepare to be stal…erhmmm…”shadowed” by your parents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-This news brought to you by J.T. Corp. (Jay and Taylor)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*any reference to “fun” in this article is purely sarcastic&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5788891383136369022-526510722156173215?l=cmslitmag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cmslitmag.blogspot.com/feeds/526510722156173215/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cmslitmag.blogspot.com/2010/10/important-announcement.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5788891383136369022/posts/default/526510722156173215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5788891383136369022/posts/default/526510722156173215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cmslitmag.blogspot.com/2010/10/important-announcement.html' title='Important Announcement'/><author><name>CMS Lit Mag</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05146613189675589187</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-5788891383136369022.post-2101368730057535016</id><published>2010-10-25T11:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-25T12:01:33.829-07:00</updated><title type='text'>MysteryGuitarMan: YouTube Find of the Week!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=MuU00Q3RhDg"&gt;Guitar: Impossible -- check it out!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;found by lit mag staffer Taylor W.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5788891383136369022-2101368730057535016?l=cmslitmag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cmslitmag.blogspot.com/feeds/2101368730057535016/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cmslitmag.blogspot.com/2010/10/mysteryguitarman-youtube-find-of-week.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5788891383136369022/posts/default/2101368730057535016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5788891383136369022/posts/default/2101368730057535016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cmslitmag.blogspot.com/2010/10/mysteryguitarman-youtube-find-of-week.html' title='MysteryGuitarMan: YouTube Find of the Week!'/><author><name>CMS Lit Mag</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05146613189675589187</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-5788891383136369022.post-762248357264606779</id><published>2010-10-25T11:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-22T12:26:18.341-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poetry'/><title type='text'>"Merrowvista" by Tyler L.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://static.howstuffworks.com/gif/elsd-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://static.howstuffworks.com/gif/elsd-2.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The long dusty road that led to fun&lt;br /&gt;Was a winding one under the sun&lt;br /&gt;Once there we got our group&lt;br /&gt;With really nice leaders to boot&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first day there we climbed the wedge&lt;br /&gt;Later on we found the cabins&lt;br /&gt;And learned the dinner route&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day two was fun with an option block&lt;br /&gt;Up the mountain we went for a walk&lt;br /&gt;Breathtaking views at the top&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We did team building on the elements&lt;br /&gt;They were very hard&lt;br /&gt;Involvement was key&lt;br /&gt;Now we were on to day three&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Up nice and early ready for fun&lt;br /&gt;Off to build bridges&lt;br /&gt;Blindfolded none the less&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bus rides away back to school&lt;br /&gt;Merrowvista was very cool.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5788891383136369022-762248357264606779?l=cmslitmag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cmslitmag.blogspot.com/feeds/762248357264606779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cmslitmag.blogspot.com/2010/10/merrowvista-by-tyler-l.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5788891383136369022/posts/default/762248357264606779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5788891383136369022/posts/default/762248357264606779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cmslitmag.blogspot.com/2010/10/merrowvista-by-tyler-l.html' title='&quot;Merrowvista&quot; by Tyler L.'/><author><name>CMS Lit Mag</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05146613189675589187</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-5788891383136369022.post-7390904154863105409</id><published>2010-10-17T12:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-17T12:34:06.604-07:00</updated><title type='text'>new year...new challenge!</title><content type='html'>With the dawn of a new September (actually, October, but that's ok) the Lit Mag is starting up again! We are welcoming back all our staff members and new rookies, too. We're still recruiting, so if you show up at a meeting, you're more than welcome. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Literary people often engage in word games, so we thought we'd start off this year with a challenge. We're going to list a bunch of words, and it's your job to create a poem or paragraph or piece of art involving all these words. By you, we mean anyone who reads this blogs: students, teachers, parents, and anyone else in the CMS community. Submissions should be emailed to cmslitmag@gmail.com, and in by Halloween. (hint: maybe a spooky theme?) We will publish some selected work on the blog. Happy creating!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Word List:&lt;br /&gt;-jack 'o' lantern&lt;br /&gt;-specter&lt;br /&gt;-thrill&lt;br /&gt;-shadow&lt;br /&gt;-nocturnal&lt;br /&gt;-feline&lt;br /&gt;-luminous&lt;br /&gt;-masquerade&lt;br /&gt;-blood-curdling&lt;br /&gt;-sweet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hehe. Have fun, no pressure :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5788891383136369022-7390904154863105409?l=cmslitmag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cmslitmag.blogspot.com/feeds/7390904154863105409/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cmslitmag.blogspot.com/2010/10/new-yearnew-challenge.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5788891383136369022/posts/default/7390904154863105409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5788891383136369022/posts/default/7390904154863105409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cmslitmag.blogspot.com/2010/10/new-yearnew-challenge.html' title='new year...new challenge!'/><author><name>CMS Lit Mag</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05146613189675589187</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-5788891383136369022.post-7449386889129179286</id><published>2010-06-20T16:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-20T16:57:58.329-07:00</updated><title type='text'>China! by Madeline G.</title><content type='html'>I'm going to attempt to condense 12 days (and one extensively detailed, long journal!) into a single piece- which may be interesting, so here goes! We woke up bright and early Thursday morning to meet a school bus at Sanborn. I was sad but excited as I said good-bye to my family. Following a short plane ride to Newark, we had a 13 hour one to Beijing! It was long, but it definitely helped that there were about 300 free movies on the plane! Finally, we landed. As we stepped off the plane, we were still processing that we were in China! After a long international line, we found our tour bus and main guide (Cool) and his assistant for just Beijing (Ashley). We went straight to dinner- our first one in China, but it unfortunately was only decent, not spectacular- then walked around a park. We went to a kung fu show which was a slightly bizarre mix of singing, dancing, and kung fu (obviously!), and elaborate costumes, all with a plot. It definitely wasn't Broadway, and could have been seriously condensed. The fact that I fell asleep kind of proves my point. Then again, it had been a 40-hour day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day, we left the hotel and immediately went to the Summer Palace, which is basically the imperial family's vacation house: but very, very, very big!! It was amazing, elaborately beautiful and obviously ancient. It had the longest corridor in the world! But I don't remember how long it was. At this point, I was beginning to become an expert at refusing vendors, who can be very persistent. You have to say "Bu Yao!" (I don't want) in a very firm voice with no eye contact. The prices are cheap to match cheap goods. We then went to a cloisonné factory where we also had lunch. Cloisonné is beautiful and very cool. After that, we went to the Great Wall! It was extremely fun though it was very misty and chilly. It was on the wall that I think I finally began to process that I was in China! It was really cool. We then went to Olympic Park, where we saw the Water Cube and the Bird's Nest. I had no idea how big they are, especially the Bird's Nest, which is actually much larger than the Water Cube. After that, we had a duck dinner (I discovered that I really dislike duck!) Several people on the trip are a vegetarian which sometimes is easy but sometimes is difficult.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On day two, we checked out then went to the morning exercises at the Temple of Heaven (really interesting) then the Temple of Heaven itself. It’s amazing and very beautiful, with 9 brilliantly colored layers stacked on top of each other. All the Chinese people wanted pictures of us! We then got to go to the pearl factory, which was very fun. It had gorgeous, expensive pearls and gorgeous, inexpensive pearls- but was insanely well priced. After lunch, we went to the Forbidden City. My main impression is that it is huge! There are 999,999 rooms- a baby could sleep in a room for every night of his life, and would finish when he was 27! We then saw an older, poorer part of Beijing, a part that is beginning to be replaced by big modern buildings. We then went to dinner, which was disgusting mainly because we were right next to a room with smoking allowed. We went to the train station next, ready to board a soft sleeper train (overnight) to Xi’an. The train was very cramped but actually fairly easy to sleep on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After leaving the train on day three, we had breakfast then went to a museum that is a little like a lesser known, smaller terra cotta warriors place. Next, we went to the school. The lunch there was amazing! They have their own noodle chef, and I got to try stretching noodles. After hanging out on the playground area, we got our host students. My girl's name is Yang Chen, and I also met her mother. Their apartment was very small but clean- it had a little kitchen, a bathroom with a Western toilet (Chinese ones are holes in the ground) two bedrooms, and a living/tv room where we ate dinner. Yang Chen also had two other people she didn't tell me about (grandmother and aunt?) and I was a little intimidated by their fast Chinese as they jabbered on and on to each other. This was the first time that I felt homesick, and I was pretty sad when I went to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day, I walked to school with Yang Chen, because she lives very close to the school, which is called Sunshine Middle School. She went to class, and I met up with the other people from the trip to visit some classrooms. We went to an art classroom where they were learning Chinese calligraphy and an English classroom where they were learning about describing people in English. We then went to the factory where they make the genuine reproduction terra cotta soldiers (that weirdly means the real fake ones). It was cool, and we were still thinking about it when we went to the genuine terra cotta warriors museum and pits after lunch. It was absolutely huge, and I was astounded when we got to actually look at the main pit. It was so cool and I was very impressed, not to mention being amazed that I was seeing this in person. After visiting a nice, relaxing tea shop, we went to a dumpling dinner and Tang Dynasty show. The dinner was, for the most part, delicious (though I accidentally had a bite of shark fin dumpling) and the show was interesting and, I must say, a little odd. I fell asleep (like the majority of our group) towards the end of the show but I did enjoy what I saw- though it was all a bit repetitive. I then met Yang Chen at the school and went home to her house for the night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After walking to school, we started day five at the jade factory. It was very cool and the jade was all beautiful and well priced, like everything in China! We went to an art museum, which was interesting, but not spectacular. Two girls from our group stayed on the bus to sleep because they were feeling sick- we were all fairly worried and hoped nothing too bad would spread. Lunch was very good, and after it we went to a mosque. It was very ancient-feeling and beautifully old. We then went to the much-anticipated bazaar. I must say, it lived up to all my expectations and more! Bargaining was insanely fun, and I think I got pretty good at it. Most of the stuff was pretty cheap, but it was still really fun to buy. We then went back to Sunshine, weighing several pounds heavier with our many new items. This night, we had dinner with the host families, which was pretty good. After dinner, Yang Chen took me to the park around the Wild Goose Pagoda, where we met up with some of her friends and their American homestays- so I was able to enjoy speaking English while also interacting with the Chinese students. We were planning to see the water show, but it was canceled because people were mourning due to the earthquake: so we made plans to go the next night! Back at the apartment, I saw Yang Chen's mother again and a few other family members. I'm still not sure who lived where in her family, and I think she might live only with her father because I only saw her mother the first night and that night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day six had okay breakfast, but not spectacular. We didn't leave the school, and instead went to what I think was a gym class. It was pretty fun, and we did a long series of exercises that I'm pretty sure were some type of martial art. I wasn't very good at it! We then visited a math class. It was really confusing, but I think they were learning about probability, maybe. The teaching style is very different in China- the teacher just talks loudly and the students listen. After briefly watching morning exercises, we went to the auditorium to rehearse our show. Every year, the students use the once a week classes after school before the trip to develop a performance for the students at Sunshine. Our show was pretty complex: lots of dancing (including a tap number and a jazz number), singing (in English, in Chinese, in South African!, and assorted miscellaneous performances (from piano solos to skits in Chinese). We had a delicious lunch at the school then performed! I think they really like us, but they have an odd habit of randomly clapping in the middle of performances- this became more than slightly annoying, especially as I'd expected everyone to be very quiet and perfect. After watching their performance, we hung out before heading back with our host families. My homestay (host family) is friends with some of my friends’ homestays, so we all went out together to KFC (2nd time in my life) and then the Wild Goose Pagoda water Show. The show was an astounding display of various fountains shooting up into the air with jets of water and glowing colored lights. The whole time, music was playing. The effect was Disney but free (and in Chinese!). We then went back to our homestays and fell asleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day seven started with (after walking to the school) a half an hour bus drive to Pangliu, which is a very small farming village outside of Xi'an. It was so different from the city- everything was small and shabby and old looking, without much technology or anything. At the small school, all the young children lined up and clapped and sang to us as we walked through- I felt very famous! They performed for us, and were absolutely precious. Unlike the Sunshine students, they didn't clap in the middle of our performance! After teaching some classes (I played a bunch of simple games with very young children, who adored it) we split into three groups and went to different farmers' houses for the most delicious lunch of the entire trip! Back in Xi’an, we went bicycling on the Xi'an city wall. It was very fun, but the 9 miles of uneven, bumpy, ancient stone was very difficult to bike on with such bad quality bikes! We went back to Sunshine, and then I went to my homestay's house. Before falling asleep, I gave her and her father my gifts for them, which they loved. They especially loved my photo scrapbook I made, and where overcome with joy when I gave it to them. In return, they gave me a book of papercuts for my mom and a HUGE gorgeous wall of cherry blossoms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next morning, I woke up early to a delicious noodle breakfast before heading off to Sunshine. I was really sad to say good bye to Yang Chen and her father, and it was weird to think that I might never see them again (though I don't know whether or not Yang Chen is coming to America in the fall). We went to the airport and had a short flight and then we arrived in Shang Hai! We went to a very fun but overwhelming museum, then a very fun boat ride around a river canal. We could see lots of incredibly tall buildings, including the second tallest in the world! After dinner (which was one the 18th floor of a nice hotel) we went to an acrobatics show. It was absolutely amazing, though it hurt me to watch the acrobats stretch in seemingly impossible ways! We went back to the hotel, where my roommates and I watched animated Cinderella on the hotel TV (in Chinese, which was very interesting) before going to bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A wake up call woke us up the next day, and we rolled out of bed. After a nice breakfast buffet, we went to the Shanghai Zoo. We saw TEN new young pandas! They were absolutely adorable, and I literally could have stared at them all day! But we were dragged away to go to the silk factory, which was also extremely fun. Learning how the silk was made was fascinating, and the gift shop was huge and amazing. We went to a cool embroidery place and then lunch. After that, we visited the Shanghai Jewish museum, which was about Jews who went to Shanghai during World War Two. It was small, but very interesting. After that, we went to an ancient garden which was very pretty and interesting. We then went to the Oriental Pearl Tower, which was incredibly tall and thoroughly awesome. We lay down on a glass floor which was exhilarating, because cars looked smaller than ants! We then bought gelato (surprisingly delicious!) before walking around the city, which was fun because there were many lights. Shanghai is so green! It's really clean and modern- I really liked it a lot. We then went to a late dinner- our last! It was sad, but we quickly fell asleep when we went back to the hotel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had an early start the last day, and I felt really disoriented about the fact that we were actually leaving. Before the airport, we had some last minute shopping which was really fun. We had an incredibly emotional lunch- it was our last meal- and I started getting really sad but excited. At the airport, we said good bye to our guides then boarded the plane. We arrived at the right time for our flight and it went smoothly: we arrived in Newark right on time. It was nice but weird to hear English that wasn't accented, and to see signs that had no Chinese! Our flight to Boston was quick, but we were some of the only people in the airport as we got back very late. I was so excited to see my family, and one of my friends had her dad bring us all pizza- it was so good!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On that note, I will end this article. Overall, China was incredibly fun, and I eventually recovered from the jet lag. I had a great time, and, even though I was happy to come home, I really miss being there and having fun with the chaperones and my friends. It was a really awesome experience and I'm glad I got to share it with you- however belated that may be!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5788891383136369022-7449386889129179286?l=cmslitmag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cmslitmag.blogspot.com/feeds/7449386889129179286/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cmslitmag.blogspot.com/2010/06/china-by-madeline-g.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5788891383136369022/posts/default/7449386889129179286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5788891383136369022/posts/default/7449386889129179286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cmslitmag.blogspot.com/2010/06/china-by-madeline-g.html' title='China! by Madeline G.'/><author><name>CMS Lit Mag</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05146613189675589187</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-5788891383136369022.post-816312390632687878</id><published>2010-05-30T15:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-31T07:01:39.932-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='literary news'/><title type='text'>nirrimi photography</title><content type='html'>Wouldn't it be great to be seventeen and already have a career? Nirimi Hakanson is a blossoming photographer who started off taking pictures of her sister and "never stopped." Visit her website at &lt;a href="http://nirrimiphotography.carbonmade.com/about"&gt;http://nirrimiphotography.carbonmade.com/&lt;/a&gt;. Here's one of her pictures.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://media.cmcdn.net/6936754/375x140-c.jpeg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5788891383136369022-816312390632687878?l=cmslitmag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cmslitmag.blogspot.com/feeds/816312390632687878/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cmslitmag.blogspot.com/2010/05/nirrimi-photography.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5788891383136369022/posts/default/816312390632687878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5788891383136369022/posts/default/816312390632687878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cmslitmag.blogspot.com/2010/05/nirrimi-photography.html' title='nirrimi photography'/><author><name>CMS Lit Mag</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05146613189675589187</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-5788891383136369022.post-12085635084399211</id><published>2010-05-29T11:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-29T11:25:06.624-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Six Flags by Sophie J.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:3.75pt;text-align:justify;line-height: normal"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-bidi-font-size:12.0pt;mso-fareast-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-bidi-font-family:Arial;mso-bidi-font-weight:bold"&gt;            Last weekend the 7&lt;sup&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt; and 8&lt;sup&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt; grade chorus, along with the orchestra, Treble Chorus, and Acapella Chorus from CMS went to Six Flags for Music in the Parks. It was a very eventful trip, complete with two sixth graders getting “lost” and a bus hitting a truck! One of the chaperones got confused and forgot that she told two girls to go on a different roller coaster than the other people in the group. She started panicking and her group searched the park for the two girls, only to find out that it was just a misunderstanding.  But all in all, it was a ton of fun. Concord won 5 trophies and a medal, and the Acapella Chorus won best chorus of the day!  At 6 Flags everyone had a great time riding roller coasters like Batman and Bizarro. At the end of the long day was the award ceremony where one of the members of the 7&lt;sup&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt; and 8&lt;sup&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt; grade chorus, Mickey V-H, won a medal for best soloist of the day. On the bus ride home, when the busses were still in the Six Flags parking lot, bus number two backed into a pick-up truck, but nobody was hurt. By the end of the day everyone was exhausted, but we all had a great day. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-bidi-font-size:12.0pt;mso-fareast-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-bidi-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-font-weight:bold"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5788891383136369022-12085635084399211?l=cmslitmag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cmslitmag.blogspot.com/feeds/12085635084399211/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cmslitmag.blogspot.com/2010/05/six-flags-by-sophie-j.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5788891383136369022/posts/default/12085635084399211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5788891383136369022/posts/default/12085635084399211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cmslitmag.blogspot.com/2010/05/six-flags-by-sophie-j.html' title='Six Flags by Sophie J.'/><author><name>CMS Lit Mag</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05146613189675589187</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-5788891383136369022.post-4887892687423648990</id><published>2010-05-19T12:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-19T12:24:13.955-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Annie Review by Isabel F. with help from Sarena S.</title><content type='html'>&lt;!--StartFragment--&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;The overture may have lasted a little long, but the CMS production of &lt;i&gt;Annie &lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:normal"&gt;was nothing if not amazing. I saw opening night and the closing Sunday matinee, and both were equally impressive. Vocals were strong, dancing was exciting and the actors did a great job of tying the audience into the emotional aspect of the show. This could sound cheesy, but I think people will understand when I say I felt chills when the orphans sang “It’s a Hard-Knock Life.” Their faces were animated and you felt like this privileged group of Concord kids transformed into plaintive and deprived orphans. It was kind of ironic, how convincing the orphans and the Hooverville-ites (hobos) were in their “Depressed” states.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-tab-count:1"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;The ensemble worked hard to create the mood and pulsing background of this production, while the leads brought feeling and skill to every detail. Annie was played by Ana F-C, who showed us that a 6&lt;sup&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt; grader can do just as much as any older kid with a main role. She was spunky and tender at the same time, and really seemed to connect with the other characters, especially Warbucks, who was played by Joe V-H. He was the soul of the show, rotating from singing to dancing to acting to carrying Annie around. The original show didn’t have as many dance numbers, in fact, the only original dance number was Hard-Knock Life. Mr. Shancady and Jen Jarvis (the choreographer) changed the show a lot by adding a Rockette tap-dancing in N.Y.C.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify;text-indent:.5in"&gt;Almost every song had some choreography, which definitely helped the scenes a lot. Elana I. was perfectly preposterous as Miss Hannigan, the evil orphanage lady who with her criminal brother and his equally immoral girlfriend, Lily St. Regis (played by Jeremy S. and Hannah S-D).&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Before intermission, they performed their fantastic number, “Easy Street.”&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;In the song, this sneaky group of characters announced their plan of how to become rich. Towards the end of the play, there were several very touching scenes and songs. The audience was enamored by the heartfelt acting by Warbucks and Annie, and the comical impersonations of Lily and Rooster. When the curtain closed for the final time, there was a collective sigh as the audience and cast alike savored the last moments of Annie, CMS’ fabulous production that blew the roof off of every performance.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;u&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;!--EndFragment--&gt;     &lt;!--EndFragment--&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5788891383136369022-4887892687423648990?l=cmslitmag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cmslitmag.blogspot.com/feeds/4887892687423648990/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cmslitmag.blogspot.com/2010/05/annie-review-by-isabel-f-with-help-from.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5788891383136369022/posts/default/4887892687423648990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5788891383136369022/posts/default/4887892687423648990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cmslitmag.blogspot.com/2010/05/annie-review-by-isabel-f-with-help-from.html' title='Annie Review by Isabel F. with help from Sarena S.'/><author><name>CMS Lit Mag</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05146613189675589187</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-5788891383136369022.post-9062489830946665115</id><published>2010-05-11T14:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-31T06:56:49.335-07:00</updated><title type='text'>NJ 6th grader kills "Paparazzi"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.aceshowbiz.com/images/news/00032760.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 448px; height: 300px;" src="http://www.aceshowbiz.com/images/news/00032760.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So there's this kid named Greyson and he's insane on the piano and at singing. Watch this cover of the Lady Gaga song! WOW...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/user/greyson97#p/a/u/1/bxDlC7YV5is"&gt;PAPARAZZI&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&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/5788891383136369022-9062489830946665115?l=cmslitmag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cmslitmag.blogspot.com/feeds/9062489830946665115/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cmslitmag.blogspot.com/2010/05/nj-6th-grader-kills-paparazzi.html#comment-form' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5788891383136369022/posts/default/9062489830946665115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5788891383136369022/posts/default/9062489830946665115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cmslitmag.blogspot.com/2010/05/nj-6th-grader-kills-paparazzi.html' title='NJ 6th grader kills &quot;Paparazzi&quot;'/><author><name>CMS Lit Mag</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05146613189675589187</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>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5788891383136369022.post-3720290249266510678</id><published>2010-05-04T09:47:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-05T14:09:33.344-07:00</updated><title type='text'>CUPCAKE CANNONS!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UX2Hvnl8yIk/S-Heh91PgYI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/H40vwhBFn94/s1600/VIOLENT+CUPCAKE.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 142px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UX2Hvnl8yIk/S-Heh91PgYI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/H40vwhBFn94/s200/VIOLENT+CUPCAKE.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467896097719419266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;YOU KNOW YOU WANT TO WATCH IT!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#99FF99;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=v4JbPLItex4"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;CUPCAKE CANNONS VID&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&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/5788891383136369022-3720290249266510678?l=cmslitmag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cmslitmag.blogspot.com/feeds/3720290249266510678/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cmslitmag.blogspot.com/2010/05/cupcake-cannons_04.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5788891383136369022/posts/default/3720290249266510678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5788891383136369022/posts/default/3720290249266510678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cmslitmag.blogspot.com/2010/05/cupcake-cannons_04.html' title='CUPCAKE CANNONS!'/><author><name>CMS Lit Mag</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05146613189675589187</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UX2Hvnl8yIk/S-Heh91PgYI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/H40vwhBFn94/s72-c/VIOLENT+CUPCAKE.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5788891383136369022.post-934542692657729838</id><published>2010-04-21T10:58:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-21T10:59:04.086-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Justin Bieber: Not So Bad By Julie N. and Isabelle N.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"&gt;&lt;span style="background:white"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#660000;"&gt;Red Sox or Yankees? Jacob or Edward? These are huge decisions. Now there is an addition; Justin or Anti-Justin? Although many people think that Justin Bieber is all hype and has a voice that is too high pitched and inexperienced,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#660000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background:white"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#660000;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#660000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background:white"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#660000;"&gt;believe many people will follow my opinion on the celebrity. First of all,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#660000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background:white"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#660000;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#660000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background:white"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#660000;"&gt;don’t believe in criticizing celebrities. It’s no different than criticizing each other, for, as Lily said, “They’re just like regular people…” which they are, in some ways, but in other ways, they are celebrities for a reason. Sure, some got lucky. However, others earned it. Justin Bieber started his career on YouTube, just making videos for his friends and family. He was not expecting fame or fortune from these videos, all he wanted was for the people close to him to see him sing. Justin couldn’t control the number hits the videos happened to get, and the result went from tens to hundreds to thousands.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"&gt;You have to admit that the base of Justin Bieber's career was not similar to those pop celebrities you see on tv and hear on kiss 108. Bieber's first step on the escalator to fame was simply raw talent. Sure, maybe he doesn't use it in some of his music videos, but he has it. And although high pitched, his voice is very pure and goes straight into the hearts of many adoring fans. The incredible looks, well, they're just icing on the cake. I'm not one of those shallow people who just goes with the opinions of the majority. In fact, there are many unnecessary haters out there. You may be one of them. See, I think that there is simply no reason to hate Justin Bieber. If you simply have to hate him, hate him quietly and to yourself. He has a great voice, mad dance skills, and natural talent. So why hate him? He's annoying? Well, what did he ever do to you? So you don't love his songs, don't listen to them. It's not that complicated. I do understand those people who just don't really like him. What I don't understand is the intense things people will say and do just to get others to hate him too. It's no different than seeing the glass half-empty.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"&gt;His songs. I will admit that the quality of the lyrics is low, but Justin did NOT write them. He was given a song and asked to sing. He performed this task well and with a lot of emotion. So maybe they're not the best songs in the world, but they sure are catchy. And I feel that they are just pleasing to listen to, all very cheerful and romantic. They give you hope for you and the person you have a crush on. His songs aren't the best for interpretation, but if you just want a song to get stuck in your head and dance along with your friends, well, Justin's your guy.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"&gt;So give the guy a break. He is talented and very famous even though he didn't control the fame he got; he earned it. And if you still don't like him, just keep it to yourself. What if the same thing happened to you? You posted up videos for your family, got famous, and suddenly everybody hated you for no reason whatsoever? Join the Justin Bieber team and you'll score the winning goal.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5788891383136369022-934542692657729838?l=cmslitmag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cmslitmag.blogspot.com/feeds/934542692657729838/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cmslitmag.blogspot.com/2010/04/justin-bieber-not-so-bad-by-julie-n-and_21.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5788891383136369022/posts/default/934542692657729838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5788891383136369022/posts/default/934542692657729838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cmslitmag.blogspot.com/2010/04/justin-bieber-not-so-bad-by-julie-n-and_21.html' title='Justin Bieber: Not So Bad By Julie N. and Isabelle N.'/><author><name>CMS Lit Mag</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05146613189675589187</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-5788891383136369022.post-634956850379318365</id><published>2010-04-07T14:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-07T14:22:38.724-07:00</updated><title type='text'>National Poetry Month</title><content type='html'>April is National Poetry Month! If you go to Poets.org and sign up you can get a poem sent to your inbox each day for free. April 29 will be Poem in Your Pocket Day, where you can carry a verse around in your pocket, share, and trade with others. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A Poem A Day- Get Them &lt;a href="http://poets.org/"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3333FF;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;HERE&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5788891383136369022-634956850379318365?l=cmslitmag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cmslitmag.blogspot.com/feeds/634956850379318365/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cmslitmag.blogspot.com/2010/04/national-poetry-month.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5788891383136369022/posts/default/634956850379318365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5788891383136369022/posts/default/634956850379318365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cmslitmag.blogspot.com/2010/04/national-poetry-month.html' title='National Poetry Month'/><author><name>CMS Lit Mag</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05146613189675589187</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-5788891383136369022.post-2926460335310644702</id><published>2010-04-02T08:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-03T13:29:38.674-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pop Culture'/><title type='text'>Am I A Single Lady?</title><content type='html'>This adorable but sad video is of a little boy singing "Single Ladies" by Beyonce in the car with his older sisters. When informed that he is not a single lady, the kid has an averse reaction. :-)&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=sb9eL3ejXmE"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF99FF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;SINGLE LADY DEVASTATION&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5788891383136369022-2926460335310644702?l=cmslitmag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cmslitmag.blogspot.com/feeds/2926460335310644702/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cmslitmag.blogspot.com/2010/04/am-i-single-lady.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5788891383136369022/posts/default/2926460335310644702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5788891383136369022/posts/default/2926460335310644702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cmslitmag.blogspot.com/2010/04/am-i-single-lady.html' title='Am I A Single Lady?'/><author><name>CMS Lit Mag</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05146613189675589187</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-5788891383136369022.post-9160605131484273758</id><published>2010-04-02T08:45:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-03T13:33:46.198-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poetry'/><title type='text'>Poem by Sam W.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://wanderingmist.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/06/starry-night-vincent-van-go1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 520px; height: 414px;" src="http://wanderingmist.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/06/starry-night-vincent-van-go1.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; border-collapse: collapse; "&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;The Last Supper before I go to bed&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;A Starry, Starry Night above my head&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;Pearl Earring clutched in my hand&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;I sneak out to the Café Terrace at Night, across the land&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;A Scream in the dark, the sound of a fight&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;Campbell’s Soup spilled in the fright&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;American Goths surround me&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;But a Blue Boy comes and sets me free&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;I Gogh back home&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;And paint a picture.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5788891383136369022-9160605131484273758?l=cmslitmag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cmslitmag.blogspot.com/feeds/9160605131484273758/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cmslitmag.blogspot.com/2010/04/poem-by-sam-w_02.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5788891383136369022/posts/default/9160605131484273758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5788891383136369022/posts/default/9160605131484273758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cmslitmag.blogspot.com/2010/04/poem-by-sam-w_02.html' title='Poem by Sam W.'/><author><name>CMS Lit Mag</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05146613189675589187</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-5788891383136369022.post-3340645244232798805</id><published>2010-03-31T12:25:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-03T13:30:11.030-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fiction'/><title type='text'>Saving Earth Part 2 by Isabel f. and Meg Y.</title><content type='html'>&lt;!--StartFragment--&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify;mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:ArialMT;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCC33;"&gt;"Lindalia, we need to discuss what is happening to the earth,” stated the magnificent god Zeus.                  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCC33;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify;mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:ArialMT;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCC33;"&gt;                “As we all know, we appointed you the goddess of all things made of mankind, but we have noticed you slacking on the job. The earth is unhealthy and full of pollution. What do you have to say for yourself?"                 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCC33;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify;mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:ArialMT;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCC33;"&gt;             ”Well, Great-Uncle Zeus, the humans have been polluting this earth for many thousands of years, and I have only been around for 3658." I squeaked. Even thought he is my great uncle, I was still greatly intimidated by him.        &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCC33;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify;mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:ArialMT;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCC33;"&gt;              I shuffled my sandal-clad feet nervously as Zeus's powerful voice booms out over the council.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCC33;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify;mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:ArialMT;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCC33;"&gt;             "Lindalia, you are to take a break from grammar corrections, and     start working to repair the human habitat. I presume you are acquainted with the goddess of spring, Persephone?" I nodded quizzically. "You are to work closely alongside her during this assignment. Am I understood?" I nodded again, mutely. "The council is dismissed." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCC33;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify;mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:ArialMT;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCC33;"&gt;                 Ugh. This was going to be a nightmare. I better go find Persephone. Maybe Pan can help too. He would be really mad about this though.  I scuttled out and mounted my transportation device. In 5 1/2 seconds, (rather slow, I must get Hepatitis to fix it), I was at Persephone's cloud and tripping on my toga to get to her.     &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCC33;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify;mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:ArialMT;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCC33;"&gt;       "Persephone!" I screeched, "I was just at the Council of the Gods. And now we have a mission to fulfill." I quickly recapped what had occurred at the council.         &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCC33;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify;mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:ArialMT;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCC33;"&gt;         "No!" whimpered Persephone, “I need to finish getting ready for spring and summer."    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCC33;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify;mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:ArialMT;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCC33;"&gt;          "Well, it will have to wait,” I stated, a little harshly. “Now here is what we have to do."     &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCC33;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify;mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:ArialMT;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCC33;"&gt;            Crossing her arms in a huff, Persephone sat down on the cloud, obviously nettled at my bossiness. I continued triumphantly: "You know how for the last thousand years or so I have been slightly-just slightly- neglecting my duties as goddess of all mankind?" She nods, looking slightly-just slightly- bored out of her beautiful skull. "Well, Zeus has requested for me to reorganize my priorities, give up the grammar, and save the human environment!" I raise a fist in the air heroically. Persephone yawns." And I come into this.... how?"     &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCC33;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify;mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:ArialMT;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCC33;"&gt;              "You are the goddess of spring, Persia! You grow trees, help the animals, and plant everything under the sun!" I sigh, with just as much desperation as exasperation. "Persephone, you are the only one who can help me."  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCC33;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify;mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:ArialMT;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCC33;"&gt;             " Am I really the only one who can help you? There is no other god or goddess who would suit the job just fine? What about.... my mother?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCC33;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify;mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:ArialMT;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCC33;"&gt;              "Persia!!! How could you say that?” I gasped in despair, knowing that she could help," Your mother hates me! Ever since I stole her seed pouch. And that was for you!"  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCC33;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify;mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:ArialMT;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCC33;"&gt;              " We were just 300 years old. She won't care. And I can ask her about it if it makes you feel better,” sighed Persephone wearily.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCC33;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify;mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:ArialMT;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCC33;"&gt;                With an overdone flurry of colored smoke, she poofed out. "That's not good for the environment!!" I shouted in a huff.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCC33;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify;mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:ArialMT;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCC33;"&gt;                I moved like a cheetah to my transportation device. Who am I kidding? A slug could have beaten me to it. Remembering the earthworms that flew out of my desk the last time Persephone told me to do something and I did not, I picked up the pace. Well, I was off to see Greek mother and corn (grain) goddess associated with the earth, vegetation and agriculture, Demeter.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCC33;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify;text-indent:.5in"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:ArialMT;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCC33;"&gt;Did I mention she is also the goddess of death?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;!--EndFragment--&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5788891383136369022-3340645244232798805?l=cmslitmag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cmslitmag.blogspot.com/feeds/3340645244232798805/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cmslitmag.blogspot.com/2010/03/saving-earth-part-2-by-isabel-f-and-meg.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5788891383136369022/posts/default/3340645244232798805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5788891383136369022/posts/default/3340645244232798805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cmslitmag.blogspot.com/2010/03/saving-earth-part-2-by-isabel-f-and-meg.html' title='Saving Earth Part 2 by Isabel f. and Meg Y.'/><author><name>CMS Lit Mag</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05146613189675589187</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-5788891383136369022.post-9113270513932480538</id><published>2010-03-31T12:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-03T13:34:23.972-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pop Culture'/><title type='text'>Project Runway by Meg Y.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;It seems to be that many people find themselves at a point when they are sitting in front of the TV and they don’t know what to watch. I have come to resolve the problem with the best show EVER, Project Runway. Project runway is a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;reality TV shows where designer compete for prizes and money.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;It’s dramatic, and I believe it is more real than shows like Dancing with The Stars or Survivor, because these people have been working on design all their working lives, or have a huge dream, their not celebrities dancing around and breaking their legs. On this show, the designer creates works of art, and has incredible challenges. On one episode, they had to make outfits out of trash bags, in another they had to base their clothing on sections of NYC, like Harlem and the Upper East Side. This show runs on Thursdays from 9 to 10 pm, so it maybe a little late for some people, but if you have OnDemand, the new episodes are posted the day after they air, so you can watch on Friday night at 8. I hope you watch and enjoy!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-ansi-language:EN-US;mso-fareast-language:EN-USfont-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:12.0pt;"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 192px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UX2Hvnl8yIk/S7Ofsdw3E-I/AAAAAAAAAJk/zWW6D0mYjiY/s320/710_Seth_Aaron_Lg.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454879159928427490" /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UX2Hvnl8yIk/S7OfsPujQWI/AAAAAAAAAJc/8Kb9ofuZMRI/s320/nyfw-project-runway-emilio.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454879156160643426" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--EndFragment--&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;       &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5788891383136369022-9113270513932480538?l=cmslitmag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cmslitmag.blogspot.com/feeds/9113270513932480538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cmslitmag.blogspot.com/2010/03/project-runway-it-seems-to-be-that-many.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5788891383136369022/posts/default/9113270513932480538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5788891383136369022/posts/default/9113270513932480538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cmslitmag.blogspot.com/2010/03/project-runway-it-seems-to-be-that-many.html' title='Project Runway by Meg Y.'/><author><name>CMS Lit Mag</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05146613189675589187</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UX2Hvnl8yIk/S7Ofsdw3E-I/AAAAAAAAAJk/zWW6D0mYjiY/s72-c/710_Seth_Aaron_Lg.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5788891383136369022.post-7702458175532589083</id><published>2010-03-30T06:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-03T13:29:09.301-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='literary news'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Student Artwork'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UX2Hvnl8yIk/S7IDmEqPRrI/AAAAAAAAAJU/Ogj0vKOUYRM/s1600/mural.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 178px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UX2Hvnl8yIk/S7IDmEqPRrI/AAAAAAAAAJU/Ogj0vKOUYRM/s320/mural.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454426051319908018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peabody&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UX2Hvnl8yIk/S7IDfIWVLuI/AAAAAAAAAJM/vQhIwcKDohI/s1600/muralfourpanelscorrected.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 66px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UX2Hvnl8yIk/S7IDfIWVLuI/AAAAAAAAAJM/vQhIwcKDohI/s320/muralfourpanelscorrected.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454425932051066594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sanborn&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check out our new murals, at Peabody and Sanborn, based on Emerson's quote,&lt;br /&gt;"Do not go where the path may lead, go instead where there is no path and leave a trail."&lt;br /&gt;The murals were created by 7th and 8th grade students in the mural making elective classes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;To see more fabulous work by CMS artists, check out the new Art Blog: &lt;a href="http://cmsartists.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://cmsartists.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5788891383136369022-7702458175532589083?l=cmslitmag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cmslitmag.blogspot.com/feeds/7702458175532589083/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cmslitmag.blogspot.com/2010/03/check-out-our-new-murals-at-peabody-and.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5788891383136369022/posts/default/7702458175532589083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5788891383136369022/posts/default/7702458175532589083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cmslitmag.blogspot.com/2010/03/check-out-our-new-murals-at-peabody-and.html' title=''/><author><name>CMS Lit Mag</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05146613189675589187</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UX2Hvnl8yIk/S7IDmEqPRrI/AAAAAAAAAJU/Ogj0vKOUYRM/s72-c/mural.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5788891383136369022.post-7435978120723914578</id><published>2010-03-25T15:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-03T13:34:23.972-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pop Culture'/><title type='text'>The TV Theme Medley</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8i7u3fl-hP8"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;TV&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF9900;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;TH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF99;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;EM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33FF33;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;E M&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#66FFFF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;ED&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6600CC;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;LEY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3333FF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Check this out--his name is Fredrik Larsson (yes, it's the same guy playing both the keyboard and the guitar) and he combined 32 well-known TV theme songs like the Office, Friends, and Family Guy to create an entertaining and funky medley.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5788891383136369022-7435978120723914578?l=cmslitmag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cmslitmag.blogspot.com/feeds/7435978120723914578/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cmslitmag.blogspot.com/2010/03/tv-theme-medley.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5788891383136369022/posts/default/7435978120723914578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5788891383136369022/posts/default/7435978120723914578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cmslitmag.blogspot.com/2010/03/tv-theme-medley.html' title='The TV Theme Medley'/><author><name>CMS Lit Mag</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05146613189675589187</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-5788891383136369022.post-547269643106889186</id><published>2010-03-24T15:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-24T15:36:34.354-07:00</updated><title type='text'>3-Year-Old Super Photographer</title><content type='html'>Ruby Ellenby of San Francisco is a precocious photographer with her first exhibition at Moshi Moshi restaurant of 22 original prints. She prefers taking pictures with her own specialized kid's camera, a Nikon Coolpix, and her parents' iPhones. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;See some of Ruby's photos and more about Ruby herself &lt;a href="http://www.sfgate.com/cgi-bin/article.cgi?f=/c/a/2010/03/24/DDM21CHCJ2.DTL"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5788891383136369022-547269643106889186?l=cmslitmag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cmslitmag.blogspot.com/feeds/547269643106889186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cmslitmag.blogspot.com/2010/03/3-year-old-super-photographer.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5788891383136369022/posts/default/547269643106889186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5788891383136369022/posts/default/547269643106889186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cmslitmag.blogspot.com/2010/03/3-year-old-super-photographer.html' title='3-Year-Old Super Photographer'/><author><name>CMS Lit Mag</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05146613189675589187</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-5788891383136369022.post-7390117311953513995</id><published>2010-03-10T11:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-04-03T13:34:55.279-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poetry'/><title type='text'>A  Truly Inspiring Poem by Andrew V., Tommy S., and Jack B.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://api.ning.com/files/rzchjyGAR9ie-VjB5ongzm54CI1*fofqF*vF0VRTvQ4UnObHfm7vjwm8Bzb1CxWXtL2YyAfeHqz-HV5zCeC4concQqYdqjN-/americandreamover.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 500px; height: 333px;" src="http://api.ning.com/files/rzchjyGAR9ie-VjB5ongzm54CI1*fofqF*vF0VRTvQ4UnObHfm7vjwm8Bzb1CxWXtL2YyAfeHqz-HV5zCeC4concQqYdqjN-/americandreamover.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;"American Dream"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;I'm livin' the American Dream&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;For my new life I don't gotta redeem&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;My old life stunk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;It was like a big bad scheme&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;As I was staring into the steam&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;I saw the never-ending American Dream&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Thank you Jack, Tommy, and Andrew for providing us with this expressively evocative example of the immigrant standpoint, as it is such a prevalent part of our local, national, and worldwide culture today. We appreciate your awareness and appreciation.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5788891383136369022-7390117311953513995?l=cmslitmag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cmslitmag.blogspot.com/feeds/7390117311953513995/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cmslitmag.blogspot.com/2010/03/truly-inspiring-poem-by-andrew-v-tommy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5788891383136369022/posts/default/7390117311953513995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5788891383136369022/posts/default/7390117311953513995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cmslitmag.blogspot.com/2010/03/truly-inspiring-poem-by-andrew-v-tommy.html' title='A  Truly Inspiring Poem by Andrew V., Tommy S., and Jack B.'/><author><name>CMS Lit Mag</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05146613189675589187</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-5788891383136369022.post-4301456477224440517</id><published>2010-02-28T16:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-28T16:46:49.135-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Israel by Isabel F.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;text-align: justify;line-height:normal"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-bidi-font-size:12.0pt;font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;mso-fareast-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;"&gt;I’m still not quite over the jet lag, but right now I’m awake enough to say that I had an amazing time in Israel. My family and I went over February break to visit family and do all that tourist sightseeing that’s unavoidable but actually really essential when visiting a historically rich country such as Israel. We started&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-bidi-font-size:12.0pt;font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;mso-fareast-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-bidi-font-size:12.0pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;"&gt;off in the quirky town of Rehovot where I have a lot of family, getting&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-bidi-font-size:12.0pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;mso-fareast-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;"&gt;acclimated to the Israeli time zone and culture and visiting local checkpoints such as the&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-bidi-font-size:12.0pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;mso-fareast-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;"&gt;Weitzmann Institute (Chaim Weitzmann was Israel’s first president), a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-bidi-font-size:12.0pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;mso-fareast-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;"&gt;university a bit like our own MIT with a famously lush and beautiful campus. After spending some&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-bidi-font-size:12.0pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;mso-fareast-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;"&gt;laid-back time in Rehovot, we took a day trip to Caesarea. Caesarea is a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-bidi-font-size:12.0pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;mso-fareast-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;"&gt;weathered, ancient city built by Herod thousands of years ago in the Roman style, with an amphitheater, a hippodrome and baths. It was very&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-bidi-font-size:12.0pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;mso-fareast-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;"&gt;informative and I had a great experience there from the historic ruins to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-bidi-font-size:12.0pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;mso-fareast-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;"&gt;the relaxing beach where chunks of ancient marble, tiny beads and fragments of buildings mix with the shells! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;text-align: justify;line-height:normal"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-bidi-font-size:12.0pt;font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;mso-fareast-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;"&gt;The next day my family toured Old Jerusalem. We went to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;mso-fareast-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-bidi-font-size:12.0pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;"&gt;the Western Wall, the Armenian Quarter, and saw from close up the Dome of&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;mso-fareast-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-bidi-font-size:12.0pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;"&gt;the Rock and the Temple Mount. It was interesting for the sights usually found on postcards or books to rise up in 3-D glory right in front of you. “Rise up” becomes literal when referencing Masada, an ancient settlement on top of a mountain in the desert, again built by Herod.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-bidi-font-size:12.0pt; font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;mso-fareast-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-bidi-font-size:12.0pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;"&gt;The view was amazing- we took a cable car all the way to the flat top where we explored the craggy palace and authentic ancient rooms. After sizzling&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;mso-fareast-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-bidi-font-size:12.0pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;"&gt;under the blazing sun, we planned to cool off in the Dead Sea which is the lowest point on earth. The water is so full of salt that nothing can sink or survive in it. It took a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-bidi-font-size:12.0pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;mso-fareast-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;"&gt;while to get used to sinking in 3 feet of mud wherever you stepped, but the sensation of floating without the slightest effort in the (fairly) clear water was completely worth it. And I got used to the squishiness in the end.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;text-align: justify;line-height:normal"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-bidi-font-size:12.0pt;font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;mso-fareast-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;"&gt;Over the next few days, we visited more modern sights in cities like Haifa, where we saw the amazingly ornate and gorgeous Baha’i Gardens and the ancient port of Jaffa. We visited an Arab village; a mall exactly like those in America except everything is in Hebrew; drove around the white city of Tel Aviv; realized there was just too much to see in ten days! During all this sightseeing, I also got to enjoy other sides of the rich culture of Israel. Personally, my favorite bit of culture was the delicious food, especially falafel (fried chickpeas in pita with toppings) and the wide ranges of scrumptious spices and sauces.  I could go on, but let’s just say I can’t wait to go back!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-bidi-font-size:12.0pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5788891383136369022-4301456477224440517?l=cmslitmag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cmslitmag.blogspot.com/feeds/4301456477224440517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cmslitmag.blogspot.com/2010/02/israel-by-isabel-f.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5788891383136369022/posts/default/4301456477224440517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5788891383136369022/posts/default/4301456477224440517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cmslitmag.blogspot.com/2010/02/israel-by-isabel-f.html' title='Israel by Isabel F.'/><author><name>CMS Lit Mag</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05146613189675589187</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-5788891383136369022.post-3412500370593725757</id><published>2010-02-24T12:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-04-03T13:30:28.638-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fiction'/><title type='text'>Camp Happiness by Sam W., Hether S., and Jenna W.</title><content type='html'>&lt;!--StartFragment--&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify;line-height:150%;tab-stops:99.0pt"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Camp Happiness is a fun and exciting experience in which young adults will build good skills for middle school. Your children can make long time friends, learn teamwork and respect, and all the while have fun. The meals are delicious, nutritious and served with a smile. After dinner, your child will learn how to clean up ketchup and wash dirty dishes. We have nightly cheesy sing-a-longs. The highly trained counselors teach the youngsters valuable skills and tactics for middle school. Safety is a top priority; so it is a rule that you may not run, only walk so that you don’t trip. Our highly trained belayers at the rock wall receive around 5 minutes of intensive training about how to catch a student before falling to their doom and smashing their head open. There is a fun and educational hike in which they will learn about wildlife.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;On the ledge, where the camper can get a beautiful view of the bordering skyscrapers, they will receive a notification that Camp Happiness was built on top of a possibly active volcano (The counselors will yak on about completely nothing until your little ones fall asleep).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;This is good because your loved ones will never get any sleep, as annoying fellow campers will keep them wide awake with snoring and endless talk. We encourage them to do this because we want them to make friends in this experience. The bathrooms are custom-made, and your child will be able to experience mildew and millions of flies and spiders. The showers USUALLY work, but we don’t count on it because 9 out of 10 showers come out as cold slime, not the warmish fresh pond water. It builds a lot of character.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;We have an on duty nurse, which is good because 1 out of 2 children complain of a very painful stomach aches, but we can’t imagine why.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;The raft building activity will lighten anyone’s spirit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Your child will be steered across uneven terrain guided by an untrustworthy pal while blind folded to pick up heavy logs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Then you will go out on your very own semi-sturdy raft with several paddles that don’t work very well, to go over to a canoe to get some soggy graham crackers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;There is no adult on the raft, but don’t worry, they will probably be skilled enough to swim over in time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Another activity of ours is the Whale Watch Balance where your child will be put carelessly onto an unsteady, hard, splintery board. Your Snoogie Poo will be forced to cooperate with the children that they hate to keep the board from toppling over and probably smushing 3 out of 4 other cuties. In conclusion, your child will absolutely LOVE it here at good &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;old&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Camp Happiness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14.0pt;"&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;!--EndFragment--&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5788891383136369022-3412500370593725757?l=cmslitmag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cmslitmag.blogspot.com/feeds/3412500370593725757/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cmslitmag.blogspot.com/2010/02/camp-happiness-by-sam-w-hether-s-and.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5788891383136369022/posts/default/3412500370593725757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5788891383136369022/posts/default/3412500370593725757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cmslitmag.blogspot.com/2010/02/camp-happiness-by-sam-w-hether-s-and.html' title='Camp Happiness by Sam W., Hether S., and Jenna W.'/><author><name>CMS Lit Mag</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05146613189675589187</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-5788891383136369022.post-6748585152058414912</id><published>2010-02-24T11:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-04-03T13:33:46.199-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poetry'/><title type='text'>Poem by Sophie J.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;My family glows brilliantly.&lt;br /&gt;Cheerful smiles radiate on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;magnificent love.&lt;br /&gt;Delicious care provides&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;stunning support.&lt;br /&gt;Warm hugs and kisses enrich&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;my heart.&lt;br /&gt;Like the sparkling starry sky,&lt;br /&gt;my family shimmers,&lt;br /&gt;with care.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5788891383136369022-6748585152058414912?l=cmslitmag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cmslitmag.blogspot.com/feeds/6748585152058414912/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cmslitmag.blogspot.com/2010/02/poem-by-sophie-j.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5788891383136369022/posts/default/6748585152058414912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5788891383136369022/posts/default/6748585152058414912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cmslitmag.blogspot.com/2010/02/poem-by-sophie-j.html' title='Poem by Sophie J.'/><author><name>CMS Lit Mag</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05146613189675589187</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-5788891383136369022.post-961269487214518608</id><published>2010-02-07T09:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-07T10:40:38.024-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Haiti Books</title><content type='html'>We all know so much about the devastation that has hit the small island nation, but do we know anything about Haiti itself? On author Mitali Perkins' blog, read this list of books for kids to learn more about this fascinating country.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mitaliblog.com/2010/01/childrens-and-ya-books-set-in-haiti.html"&gt;http://www.mitaliblog.com/2010/01/childrens-and-ya-books-set-in-haiti.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5788891383136369022-961269487214518608?l=cmslitmag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cmslitmag.blogspot.com/feeds/961269487214518608/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cmslitmag.blogspot.com/2010/02/haiti-books.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5788891383136369022/posts/default/961269487214518608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cmslitmag.blogspot.com/2010/02/public-service-announcements-from.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5788891383136369022/posts/default/6028974038090870459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5788891383136369022/posts/default/6028974038090870459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cmslitmag.blogspot.com/2010/02/public-service-announcements-from.html' title='Public Service Announcements from iMovie Elective Course'/><author><name>CMS Lit Mag</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05146613189675589187</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-5788891383136369022.post-4848249352914212229</id><published>2010-01-29T11:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-29T11:53:54.580-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Prelude to a Rebuttal</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: medium; "&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; "&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Odd Arguement between an Stubborn Editor and an Insolent Writer&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;Lily: Ha, way to go genius, you spelled argument wrong!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;Isabel: It was a typo. A-r-g-u-m-e-n-t.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;Lily: You’re a typo!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;Isabel: Okay anyway, about your latest article…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;Lily: Say what? I know—it’s awesome, just like me!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;Isabel: Yes, yes, it is. I know. But, Lily, you can’t say rude things about celebrities who are only 15. Such as a certain Justin Bieber.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;Lily:  Are you giving me a ride home today?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;Isabel: Maybe, maybe not, concentrate! ‘Kay?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;Lily: But if you can’t drive me home I don’t go home, sister, so YOU’RE GIVING ME A RIDE, ‘KAY?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;Isabel: Does that make a difference in my life? No. It doesn’t. But fine, whatever, so about Jushu-Jusd9 iyn b- Justin! Stop hitting my hand when I type!B { UGH! LILIAN!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;Lily: {pouts} WHY WOULD YOU WRITE THAT I POUTED??? I DON’T POUT, YOU POUTER!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;Isabel: Uh, okay, um, Lily? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;Lily: Yar?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;Isabel: If you don’t want to edit your article and change it to constructive criticism—&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;Lily: Ah, put a sock in it. Now, what do you want?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;Isabel: &lt;i&gt;If you don’t want to edit your article and change it to constructive criticism, I’m, uh, going to…I got it! Have someone else write a … REBUTTAL!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Watch for Julie N.'s rebuttal to Lily Has Opinions: Justin Bieber.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5788891383136369022-4848249352914212229?l=cmslitmag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cmslitmag.blogspot.com/feeds/4848249352914212229/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cmslitmag.blogspot.com/2010/01/prelude-to-rebuttal.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5788891383136369022/posts/default/4848249352914212229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5788891383136369022/posts/default/4848249352914212229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cmslitmag.blogspot.com/2010/01/prelude-to-rebuttal.html' title='Prelude to a Rebuttal'/><author><name>CMS Lit Mag</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05146613189675589187</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-5788891383136369022.post-7001907843826380444</id><published>2010-01-27T12:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-04-03T13:35:48.378-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Student Artwork'/><title type='text'>Ceramic Artwork by Sarena S.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UX2Hvnl8yIk/S2Ch6gbXK9I/AAAAAAAAAIw/1BCyEwhxFO0/s1600-h/Sarena%27s+ceramic+artwork.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UX2Hvnl8yIk/S2Ch6gbXK9I/AAAAAAAAAIw/1BCyEwhxFO0/s320/Sarena%27s+ceramic+artwork.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431519177118002130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5788891383136369022-7001907843826380444?l=cmslitmag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cmslitmag.blogspot.com/feeds/7001907843826380444/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cmslitmag.blogspot.com/2010/01/ceramic-artwork-by-sarena-s.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5788891383136369022/posts/default/7001907843826380444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5788891383136369022/posts/default/7001907843826380444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cmslitmag.blogspot.com/2010/01/ceramic-artwork-by-sarena-s.html' title='Ceramic Artwork by Sarena S.'/><author><name>CMS Lit Mag</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05146613189675589187</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UX2Hvnl8yIk/S2Ch6gbXK9I/AAAAAAAAAIw/1BCyEwhxFO0/s72-c/Sarena%27s+ceramic+artwork.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5788891383136369022.post-1010801827868752777</id><published>2010-01-27T12:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-04-03T13:31:58.383-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fiction'/><title type='text'>Strawberry Ice Cream: A Short Story By Jenna W.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  border-collapse: collapse; font-family:arial, sans-serif;font-size:13px;"&gt;“Oh, hi Britney. Uh… what are you doing here?”  Ella’s voice trails off, but the unsaid question and awkwardness remains hanging in the air, as delicate as a soap bubble waiting to pop.  I pop it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;         “I work here.”  It isn’t a statement, it’s an insult.  To me, as well as to her.  Usually I’m not this dramatic, usually I don’t use a bunch of fancy similes and metaphors and whatever, but usually Ella isn’t such a jerk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;         “We’d… uhh… like three strawberry sundaes, with chocolate fudge.”  Ella talks carefully; her quiet voice shaky and weak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;         “Fine.”  I shuffle over to the huge bins of ice cream and scoop ice cream with practiced ease.  I make sure to appear calm and collected; to hide the tiny pocket of weakness, that I’m sure is some where in my iron clad heart.  I have been building this wall for five long, hard years.  From the day dad got sick, from the day he got laid off, from the day mom had to start getting child support checks and taking us on a roller coaster ride of countless charities, overly sympathetic faces, and shame.  I had started working as soon as I could, but I wasn’t taking it home to the family.  I’m saving it in my meager bank account, to go to college someday; and it’s not coming out even if my parents were to beg on their knees.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;         “That’s five dollars.” I mutter.  Ella awkwardly pulls out a five from her designer purse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;         “Thanks.”  She says it in such a quiet, sweet voice that it almost saws through my defenses.  Almost.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, okay, I know it’s not a crime to get ice cream at the only ice cream shop in town, but could she be less tactless?  A best friend should know better, does know better.  She knows my shift, knows I refuse to admit or show I’m poor, knows I won’t take charity from her, won’t even accept her invitation to a fancy dinner party.  Yet here she was in expensive, designer clothing, real diamond earrings that are at least a karat, and two snotty popular gossip girls who are all hiding smirks with little success.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;         I watch them leave, a herd of purses and cell phones, and another metaphor/simile occurs to me, as time slows down and I plunge into a black hole and a black, black mood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;         “How was work, honey?”  My mom’s voice is tired and worn from her long day at work; and from the fact that she knows what my answer will be.  I know I heard her talking at night; we don’t exactly have soundproof walls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;         “Oh, it was absolutely wonderful, mom.”  I chirp angrily, “I’m almost at $1,000 dollars; maybe I can get into a cheap college for one semester in five years!”  I storm down the hall, not bothering to quiet my footsteps as I pass dad’s slightly open door.  I think I hear him sigh, but it might have been a wheezy cough.  I stomp into my room and flop down on my creaky old mattress; it gives a heavy groan and sinks down a few inches as I lay down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;         “Why me??” I cry to the ceiling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;         “Shut up!”  Our upstairs neighbors cries, “I’m trying to sleep!”  I kick angrily at the wall, stubbing my toe horribly.  Biting my lip to keep from crying out I vaguely hear my mother shout,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Don’t kick walls!  You might kick them down one of these days!” I burst into tears.  Home, sweet home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;         It’s closing time, and Jasmine, my cranky boss is coming out of her miniature office.  She actually does a pretty good business, being the owner of the only ice cream store  in town, but she leaves the customer interaction to yours truly.  Jasmine would scare every little 3rd grader coming from soccer practice into tears, and I’m not just exaggerating. She is a fairly pretty Asian woman, but her face is marred by an ugly dragon tattoo down one side of her face. I used to gossip with Ella, wondering when she got it, and if she killed the tattoo parlor employee with some Japanese karate chop.  Jasmine moved to America from some place in Asia when she was 11, and for years  struggled hard to raise enough money to buy the little ice cream shop, as she is constantly reminding me when I complain about my meager paycheck (it’s some junk about how she worked for years for less, and now she’s a success story, sarcastically of course).  At least we have one thing in common, we don’t buy the “poor kid who was genius gets big break and is rich chicken soup.” It’s so Hollywood. I ignore her as I close down, stewing in a rather poisonous soup of jealousy and anger.&lt;br /&gt;At school Ella keeps trying to talk to me, to beg for forgiveness, and she is getting more desperate and pathetic. Today I found a simple note (not on her designer, perfumed stationary) taped to my locker. I’m so sorry, it was stupid, please forgive me.  I hate her.  I hate her stupid fancy cars and mansions and clothes and the fact that she is rich and I am poor.  I turn to leave, swinging my sad excuse for a purse over one shoulder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;         “Wait, Britney, I want you to stay for a moment.”  If I hadn’t seen Jasmine’s lips move, I would have thought it was more likely to be a ghost of Christmas past.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;         “What?” I forget to sound annoyed and surly, I’m so curious about what she has to say.  Am I fired, or does she want me to clean the bathrooms again?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;         “Why don’t you come outside with me?”  Jasmine glides over to a metal bin of strawberry ice cream and neatly scoops two generous portions in large plastic bowls.  My mouth starts to water as she pours hot fudge around and around.  Jasmine tops it with a squirt of fluffy whipped cream and two cherries.  “Come on.” She repeats and steers me out onto the back step, carrying the sundaes in one hand.  There is a beautiful meadow out back, covered with freshly fallen snow gleaming in the sun.  The sky is a pale cotton candy blue, with streaks of rippled clouds tinged peppermint pink.  A pale moon hangs in the sky, as the sun is setting behind a sugar coated forest.  Jasmine doesn’t talk at first and I lean against the rough wood stair, soaking up the last rays of the day, enjoying the brisk air and my ice cream.  It’s so peaceful that I can almost forget about Ella, school, and the dingy apartment that I will have to return to soon.  Then Jasmine starts to speak, “You’re like me, aren’t you?”  I stare at her, wondering if she is trying to connect with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;         “Look, I don’t need a pep talk right now, okay?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:arial, sans-serif;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="border-collapse: collapse; font-size:13px;"&gt;“I know.  But we are alike.  I moved here, as you know, when I was eleven.  No money and everyone knew it.  I hated my parents, I admit it, I blamed them, you see, I was trying to fit in, and make a new start for myself.  It didn’t work.”  She grins wolfishly, remembering some long ago fight or argument I guessed.  “You’re struggling just like me, except you’ve got yourself a good friend who screwed up.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;         “No I’m not, and mind your own beeswax.” I snap, sounding like a 2nd grader.  “And you bet Ella screwed up. I hate her.”  I snarled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;         “Don’t.”  I stare at her, shocked.  “She’s a good friend to you, and those are rare these days.  Sometimes distancing yourself from others leads you to owning an ice cream parlor, bitter and grumpy.  Sometimes it leads you to getting a rotten tattoo.”  Jasmine touches her tattoo, thoughtful.  “Sometimes you forget who you are.”  I want to roll my eyes, but they seem to be permanently glued to her face.  “You talk to your parents much?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;         “N-No.”  I stutter, shocked at the sudden change in subject.  Jasmine gives me a sad little smile, and we sit there in a comfortable silence for a while.  The sun is really setting when Jasmine stands up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;         “You should go, and I should be getting home too.”  I slowly get up, and the funny thing is, I don’t want to leave her rough wooden step, I don’t want to go home, and I don’t want to leave Jasmine sitting there alone.  I throw out my ice cream bowl and head out the front door slowly, dragging my feet.  When I look back, she is still sitting by the meadow, stroking her tattoo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;         “Where were you honey? We were so worried!”  My mom throws herself onto me, hugging me tight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;         “I’m fine, Jasmine made me a sundae and we talked a bit.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;         “Jasmine!  She wasn’t mad at you, was she?  She’s a moody snake, I swear.  If she fired you…” Dad trails off, looking worried.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;         “No!  We just talked about my fight with Ella.  She’s really not that bad.”  I defended her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;         “You and Ella are fighting? Oh honey, what happened?”  I don’t answer mom right away, wavering between snapping and finishing the story.  Jasmine’s tattoo seems to swim in my mind, its detailed face snarling in disapproval.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;         “None of your…” My voice trails off.  I sigh and start to talk.  Mom pulls up a chair for me, and I sink down nervously.  Dad leans back in his chair, but his eyes are on mine and he nods often.  Mom sits, worry etched in every line of her face.&lt;br /&gt;“And so now she wants to apologize and I don’t know what to do.” I finish lamely.  Dad and mom sit quietly for a few minutes, and I think I spot a look flash between them.  It’s a good look though, one of relief, and a little hope.  It’s a look I haven’t seen for a long, long time.  It feels good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;         Dad speaks first, “That’s one heck of a problem!”  He sighs, “I used to have fights like that, ‘cept my friends were jerks.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;         “You don’t think Ella’s a jerk?”  I ask, not sure if I should feel betrayed or just plain mad. Why the heck is everyone defending her?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;         “Well, heck yeah, I’ve know lots of jerks in my life, everyone has.  But I’ll tell you one thing, that Ella is at much of a jerk as I am.”  He stops suddenly, and another look flashes between my parents, not as good anymore, but way more familiar.  It’s a look of, oh no, we’ve set her off again, or set ourselves up for an insult.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    “What we mean honey,” Mom coos, as if she expects me to hit her, “Is that dad and I are behind you.”  It’s such a corny movie moment, one where the directors are too lazy to think of an original ending and have to have some scene to tie the whole cheesy movie together; but I try not to be too critical because I know that’s just what parents do.  I look at my parents, hard.  They have too many lines on their faces, and too many gray hairs.  I know, right then, that this is their best apology to me.  For being poor, and being sick, and the fact that they’re too prideful to apologize for real, because they don’t know what to apologize for.  I realize right then that we have a lot in common, we both need to apologize and be apologized to, and neither of us knows what we need to be apologized to for. But the fact is I know I must apologize too, because my parents need to hear it, just like I did.&lt;br /&gt;  “Thank you.”  I say, and I try to put some feeling into it, “I’ll apologize to Ella, maybe I was too hard on her.”  But what I really mean is, I’m apologizing to you, maybe I was too hard, too many times on you.  I think they know because the first look, the magical, wonderful look flits across their faces again.  I get up, my chair squealing on the floor.  I pull on my coat and step outside, my parents know where I’m going, and won’t worry.  Skipping down the street, skidding on the ice, I catch a glance of myself in a frozen puddle.  I see a tired, thin girl with the biggest smile I have ever seen.  It’s the first smile I’ve seen on her face in a while.  It was missed, but now it’s back.  And it doesn’t look anything like a dragon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5788891383136369022-1010801827868752777?l=cmslitmag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cmslitmag.blogspot.com/feeds/1010801827868752777/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cmslitmag.blogspot.com/2010/01/strawberry-ice-cream-short-story-by.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5788891383136369022/posts/default/1010801827868752777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5788891383136369022/posts/default/1010801827868752777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cmslitmag.blogspot.com/2010/01/strawberry-ice-cream-short-story-by.html' title='Strawberry Ice Cream: A Short Story By Jenna W.'/><author><name>CMS Lit Mag</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05146613189675589187</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-5788891383136369022.post-729442358188164874</id><published>2010-01-27T08:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-27T12:29:35.005-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hats for Haiti</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UX2Hvnl8yIk/S2BrbdscLZI/AAAAAAAAAIc/ebBx9sj1c_Y/s1600-h/Hats.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UX2Hvnl8yIk/S2BrbdscLZI/AAAAAAAAAIc/ebBx9sj1c_Y/s200/Hats.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431459270180482450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The CMS community raised $1,718 for Haitian relief.&lt;br /&gt;A very big thank you to all the people who contributed, collected money, counted money, took photos, made posters, and wore hats. 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      "Aaaaaahhh...humans are so...uninformed," I sighed resignedly, perched atop my fluffy cloud, aka office. Leaning back languidly into the creamy lavender waves, I wonder why I even get up in the morning. As the &lt;i&gt;goddess divine&lt;/i&gt;, I know perfectly well that my job is to spread the views of mortals to their peers, oh, and correct their abominable grammar. I was assigned this job at birth. But why, oh why, couldn't I have been made the deity of spring, like my best friend, Persephone? Why, oh why, do I have to be the goddess of grammar?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;            It’s not like I don’t sometimes enjoy ameliorate comma placement or adding some adverbs to a story, but it can be tedious. No one ever prays to me or begs for forgiveness and to make their grammar perfectly proper - never! Well, maybe once, from some kid in Athens about to flunk his Greek exam.  But that is just about how much people really necessitate my power. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;            While feeling melancholy and slowly moving through my work, Persephone runs in. Sighing, she runs a manicured hand through her thick golden locks, which to me seem reminiscent of a flourishing cornfield on a summer's day. Now, all goddesses are beautiful, but there is something about the youth and pureness of Persephone that makes her especially ravishing. I listen to my companion complain of how she is just so busy with the dawn of spring less than a week away, and with Hermes pestering her day and night, her duties were growing increasingly oppressive. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;       ”Persephone, would you really like a longer winter?" I said.        &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;With a gasp she ran out of the room, shouting back to me," I must make some more olive tree buds! I can't stand any more winter!"   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;               I sit back down at my rolling blue desk, made of really water, a gift from my great uncle Poseidon. Now to get down to business. The moment I pulled out my pen to correct a scribe's essay (which was a disorderly array of improper punctuation) my mother, Calliope, one of the seven Muses and the goddess of epic poetry ran in..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;            ”Auntie Erato will be stopping by to compare notes with me on a new poem. Oh and the Council of the Gods will be needing you in about ten seconds.."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;              "Ahhhhhh!" I shouted as I pulled out my divine power of invisible White-Out. Can I complete this correction in time to make it to the top of Mount Olympus?    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Stress, stress, too much stress. You'd never think that grammar could cause so many hullabaloos, but my days are filled with mishaps and new tasks to attempt. As I penned the final mark on the scribe's heartfelt, but quite incorrect essay, gusts of worry sped windily through my mind. I am one of the few deities who has the ability to view all of mankind, everywhere, from the birth of Chaos to the Big Crunch. It's quite handy in the art of spreading thoughts, for I can read the minds of every human that's ever existed in the blink of an eye. I only wish I could get to the council in that time!    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;              "Well, I must do my best," I thought woefully as I hopped upon my purple fluffy cloud.. "Zoom, zoom! I have to be somewhere!" I impatiently urged the trusty transportation device. In four seconds flat, I was hovering above the twelve Olympians in their mighty thrones. Clumsily dismounting, I brushed off my toga and made my way in front of the gods. 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5788891383136369022.post-2623277401671917131</id><published>2010-01-06T15:03:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-04-03T13:34:23.973-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pop Culture'/><title type='text'>Lily Has Opinions: Justin Bieber (obviously by Lily H.)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;          We all have opinions on something. Maybe they’re about that hilarious sitcom, or that disgusting meatloaf your mom makes. At the same time, people could have opinions about  your opinions. Your grandpa, for example, could hate that annoying sitcom and love his daughter’s meatloaf. I am an extremely opinionated person, and it takes a lot to change my mind (a.k.a. I’m also extremely stubborn). And, as those of you with strong opinions know, it has its advantages and disadvantages. People with strong opinions tend to be persuasive, if they have good reasons to back up their statements. But, those who are strong in their statements and stubborn in their changes often get on the flow-goers’ nerves. It’s good to have opinions. You don’t want everyone to be the same. For example...I like to make fun of things, which has inspired this column. Different tastes and opinions boost your individuality. It’s good to be different than others, and it can showcase your style, sense of humor, and talents. But hey, you’re not reading this to hear my life lessons. You could be, I guess, but that would be kind of…boring, right? No offense. Just my opinion.           &lt;br /&gt;    Anyway, this week’s topic is Justin Bieber. Yeah, yeah, I know you probably don’t want to hear about it. He’s so 2009, right? Well, too bad.  We all know him, which makes it easier for you all to relate too. It’s not like I’m doing The Strokes. Who? Exactly. So Justin. I’m very opinionated about this guy. Made his big break on YouTube and now he’s a singer all over Kiss 108. Great for him. Now you don’t have to agree with me on this, but I really…I don’t like him, to put it nicely. I say this as "One Time" comes on the radio—and that’s just it. His voice is probably what bothers me most. It’s not that bad of a voice, just very nasal-y. High pitched. Personally I think he should wait until his voice is fully developed to start a singing career. Yeesh.  And it’s not just that. Being the stubborn person I am, I refuse to believe celebraties are that amazing. They’re just like regular people, but more…fake. Some can be down-to-earth, really they can, but the nose jobs and the computerized music and all the takes before completing a scene bother me, I admit, more than it really should. So how does this all connect back to J.B.? Am I just rambling on and on about how much I loathe most celebs? Why, yes, I am. But I also have a point: as Justin Bieber’s career grows, I’m almost positive he’ll become one of…them. For now, I’ll put up with him…but you just wait. In two or three years, he could be the one getting a nose job.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Do you have an opinion on JB? Comment and share it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5788891383136369022-2623277401671917131?l=cmslitmag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cmslitmag.blogspot.com/feeds/2623277401671917131/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cmslitmag.blogspot.com/2010/01/lily-has-opinions-justin-bieber.html#comment-form' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5788891383136369022/posts/default/2623277401671917131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5788891383136369022/posts/default/2623277401671917131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cmslitmag.blogspot.com/2010/01/lily-has-opinions-justin-bieber.html' title='Lily Has Opinions: Justin Bieber (obviously by Lily H.)'/><author><name>CMS Lit Mag</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05146613189675589187</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>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5788891383136369022.post-2677405050210604103</id><published>2009-12-30T15:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-04-03T13:35:13.377-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reviews'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pop Culture'/><title type='text'>Bye Bye Birdie: A Review by Isabel F.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://blog.silive.com/teens_impact/2009/07/large_main_img2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 418px; height: 588px;" src="http://blog.silive.com/teens_impact/2009/07/large_main_img2.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 0.5in; line-height: 150%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I went to New York City over winter break, and got to do something awesome: see the revival of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Bye Bye Birdie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; on Broadway. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Birdie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; tells the tale of Conrad Birdie, a beloved pop star drafted to the US army, and his hardworking manager, Albert Peterson. Rose, Albert’s secretary and longtime girlfriend, has a brilliant idea for Conrad’s sendoff. She picks the name of one of the many Conrad fans out of a hat and draws Kim MacAfee from Sweet Apple, Ohio. Conrad will journey to Sweet Apple and give “One Last Kiss” to Kim before dramatically leaving for duty. This is supposed to raise enough money for Albert to quit the show biz, and of course Sweet Apple is ecstatic. Albert, Rose, Conrad, Kim and the entire town of Sweet Apple find themselves drastically changed by this experience. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Birdie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; is a peppy, playful show with a lot of heart, soul and energy. There are many comic parts of the musical, like when Kim’s father (hilariously played by Bill Irwin) is raised by a crane while on the “Ed Sullivan Show.” The endless resources, costumes and sets a Broadway production has access to really made the show for me. In one opening scene during a number called “Telephone Hour” the teenage actors swung around in brightly colored telephone booths while singing and dancing. The singing was Broadway-caliber, but compared to others in that realm fairly average. I liked the contrast of lighthearted numbers with more tender, meaningful scenes. Natalie Hill played Rose Alvarez: she was the understudy for Gina Gershom but still did a fantastic job. She and Allie Trimm, who played Kim MacAfee, did a pretty duet in “What Did We Ever See in Them”.  Conrad Birdie was portrayed by Nolan Gerard Funk, which was not very memorable for me, but he got the job done. John Stamos (from Full House) played a more relaxed Albert than I’ve seen before, but impressive nonetheless. There was one point where he started cracking up in the middle of a solo, which I didn’t mind as much as some would. Overall, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Bye Bye Birdie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; could have been more clean and polished, but it was very entertaining and definitely made you “Put on a Happy Face.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5788891383136369022-2677405050210604103?l=cmslitmag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cmslitmag.blogspot.com/feeds/2677405050210604103/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cmslitmag.blogspot.com/2009/12/bye-bye-birdie-review-by-isabel-f.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5788891383136369022/posts/default/2677405050210604103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5788891383136369022/posts/default/2677405050210604103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cmslitmag.blogspot.com/2009/12/bye-bye-birdie-review-by-isabel-f.html' title='Bye Bye Birdie: A Review by Isabel F.'/><author><name>CMS Lit Mag</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05146613189675589187</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-5788891383136369022.post-2640645460983537201</id><published>2009-12-19T10:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-19T10:59:48.598-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Awesome Wave Pictures: Remember Summer?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://donkakote.files.wordpress.com/2009/08/clark_little_sandy_barrel_wave.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 473px; HEIGHT: 277px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://donkakote.files.wordpress.com/2009/08/clark_little_sandy_barrel_wave.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://timinator.files.wordpress.com/2009/02/inside-waves-clark-little-006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 495px; HEIGHT: 264px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://timinator.files.wordpress.com/2009/02/inside-waves-clark-little-006.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://surftherenow.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/03/clark_little_arc_wave_crest.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 370px; HEIGHT: 250px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://surftherenow.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/03/clark_little_arc_wave_crest.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://mystilllife.files.wordpress.com/2009/05/inside-waves-clark-little-009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 471px; HEIGHT: 276px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://mystilllife.files.wordpress.com/2009/05/inside-waves-clark-little-009.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i.telegraph.co.uk/telegraph/multimedia/archive/01355/clark_little_waves_1355715c.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 375px; HEIGHT: 246px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://i.telegraph.co.uk/telegraph/multimedia/archive/01355/clark_little_waves_1355715c.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.boingboing.net/images/_galleries_d-building-through-wave.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 419px; HEIGHT: 225px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://www.boingboing.net/images/_galleries_d-building-through-wave.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These photos were all taken by the talented &lt;strong&gt;Clark Little&lt;/strong&gt;, a well-known photographer who stands in the ocean snapping these gorgeous pictures for us to enjoy. Thanks to Caroline H. to sending me the email that showed these awesome photographs!&lt;br /&gt;Posted by Isabel&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5788891383136369022-2640645460983537201?l=cmslitmag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cmslitmag.blogspot.com/feeds/2640645460983537201/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cmslitmag.blogspot.com/2009/12/awesome-wave-pictures-remember-summer.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5788891383136369022/posts/default/2640645460983537201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5788891383136369022/posts/default/2640645460983537201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cmslitmag.blogspot.com/2009/12/awesome-wave-pictures-remember-summer.html' title='Awesome Wave Pictures: Remember Summer?'/><author><name>CMS Lit Mag</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05146613189675589187</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-5788891383136369022.post-1937617316958220684</id><published>2009-12-12T06:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-11T13:27:49.230-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Council of the Gods '09! (At Peabody)</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UX2Hvnl8yIk/Sy0GKWMdhAI/AAAAAAAAAGw/MI5gpqjfGkM/s1600-h/IMG_3956.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 150px; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416992701622879234" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UX2Hvnl8yIk/Sy0GKWMdhAI/AAAAAAAAAGw/MI5gpqjfGkM/s200/IMG_3956.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UX2Hvnl8yIk/Sy0Fi_PvIeI/AAAAAAAAAGo/CFKUOsa6Qbg/s1600-h/IMG_3803.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416992025447703010" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UX2Hvnl8yIk/Sy0Fi_PvIeI/AAAAAAAAAGo/CFKUOsa6Qbg/s200/IMG_3803.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UX2Hvnl8yIk/Sy0FifF5U8I/AAAAAAAAAGg/sdYHlIC6Q3I/s1600-h/IMG_3811.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 150px; HEIGHT: 200px; 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&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5788891383136369022-1937617316958220684?l=cmslitmag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cmslitmag.blogspot.com/feeds/1937617316958220684/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cmslitmag.blogspot.com/2009/12/council-of-gods-09.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5788891383136369022/posts/default/1937617316958220684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5788891383136369022/posts/default/1937617316958220684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cmslitmag.blogspot.com/2009/12/council-of-gods-09.html' title='Council of the Gods &apos;09! (At Peabody)'/><author><name>CMS Lit Mag</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05146613189675589187</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UX2Hvnl8yIk/Sy0GKWMdhAI/AAAAAAAAAGw/MI5gpqjfGkM/s72-c/IMG_3956.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5788891383136369022.post-7965404826662244249</id><published>2009-12-07T16:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-07T16:30:36.306-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Style Rookie: A Cool Blog By Isabel F.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Some middle school kids may consider themselves stylish, but Tavi Gevinson takes fashion to a whole new level. She is a 13-year-old self-prescribed "dork" from Chicago who writes a very successful fashion blog called "Style Rookie." Tavi keeps up to date with hot new designers and hip new trends all through the ironic, conversational voice of an eighth-grader. her writing style is incredibly easy to relate to, while being entertaining and detail-orienting at the same time. From reading a single post, you come away knowing a lot more about the fashion world and smiling from Tavi's humorous tone. If you'd like to educate yourself on chic clothes and cute shoes then visit Style Rookie when you find yourself bored and surfing the Internet. Even if fashion's not your thing, try this blog just for the pleasure of Tavi's funny chronicles. Or why not have a little fun ridiculing the more hideous styles? Either way, Style Rookie is for you.&lt;/div&gt;                  &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;tavi-thenewgirlintown.blogspot.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5788891383136369022-7965404826662244249?l=cmslitmag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cmslitmag.blogspot.com/feeds/7965404826662244249/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cmslitmag.blogspot.com/2009/12/style-rookie-cool-blog-by-isabel-f.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5788891383136369022/posts/default/7965404826662244249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5788891383136369022/posts/default/7965404826662244249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cmslitmag.blogspot.com/2009/12/style-rookie-cool-blog-by-isabel-f.html' title='Style Rookie: A Cool Blog By Isabel F.'/><author><name>CMS Lit Mag</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05146613189675589187</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-5788891383136369022.post-7262644073084939112</id><published>2009-12-02T12:09:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-02T12:09:48.804-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stay away from drugs A protest song based on Fireflies by Amanda S, Maggie D, Hailey H, Olivia M, and Emma R</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;This is part of a school project in music class.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You would not believe kids these days&lt;br /&gt;Getting so high and crazed&lt;br /&gt;I see them around me every day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;‘Cause they’d fill the open air&lt;br /&gt;With smoke everywhere&lt;br /&gt;They are so rude&lt;br /&gt;You can smell it in their hair&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’d like to make myself believe   &lt;br /&gt;That they could stop but most won’t&lt;br /&gt;It’s impossible to make me stay&lt;br /&gt;Around them for just a day&lt;br /&gt;‘Cause they are not as good as they may seem&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;‘Cause I’d get a hundred bugs&lt;br /&gt;From five hundred thousand drugs&lt;br /&gt;As they tried to teach me how to smoke&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A cancer that can’t be cured&lt;br /&gt;A life that is not ensured&lt;br /&gt;A bunch of kids are just getting lured&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’d like to make myself believe&lt;br /&gt;That they could stop but most won’t&lt;br /&gt;It’s impossible to make me stay&lt;br /&gt;Around them just for a day&lt;br /&gt;‘Cause they are not as good as they may seem&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don’t get yourselves into this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Get yourselves away from it)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;‘Cause I feel like such things shouldn’t exist&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Get yourselves away from it)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do I tire of smelling you?&lt;br /&gt;(Get yourselves away from it)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; But all you do is continue&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5788891383136369022-7262644073084939112?l=cmslitmag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cmslitmag.blogspot.com/feeds/7262644073084939112/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cmslitmag.blogspot.com/2009/12/stay-away-from-drugs-protest-song-based.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5788891383136369022/posts/default/7262644073084939112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5788891383136369022/posts/default/7262644073084939112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cmslitmag.blogspot.com/2009/12/stay-away-from-drugs-protest-song-based.html' title='Stay away from drugs A protest song based on Fireflies by Amanda S, Maggie D, Hailey H, Olivia M, and Emma R'/><author><name>CMS Lit Mag</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05146613189675589187</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-5788891383136369022.post-2169400428309795218</id><published>2009-11-24T19:31:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-25T04:08:03.952-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Are tight rules suffocating America's children? An Editorial by Meg Y.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin:0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin:0pt"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://docs.google.com/File?id=dg22tnqc_5dnk8k6g4_b" width="216" height="216" alt="" style="border:none" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;In&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;many cases, children want to get out there and see the world. To learn and play and have fun. But are parents and schools becoming too overprotective?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin:0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin:0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; I'm not saying that wearing a helmet is a bad thing. I mean, things are getting over the top. Here is a case in the school system in &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Newark&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Delaware&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;. A six year old boy had just&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;joined his local Cub Scout group. He was very excited, and brought his utensil that works as a spoon, a fork, and a knife. He got in major trouble for it, being said that he broke the school's no tolerance for weapons policy. Though I do not know the type of knife, you think no 6-year-old would be out to kill! He went to a committee hearing. He was suspended from school&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;and faces 45 days in a district reform school. 45 days in a reform school! And this is a 6-year-old bringing a little Spork to school. I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;bring a possibly similar thing to school&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;when I have yogurt or pasta. Am&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I in trouble?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Tell us what you think by commenting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;              &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;              &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;              &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;              &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;              &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=" ;font-family:'Times New Roman';color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;                                                                                      &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin:0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;              &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;              &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin:0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; Source:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5788891383136369022-2169400428309795218?l=cmslitmag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cmslitmag.blogspot.com/feeds/2169400428309795218/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cmslitmag.blogspot.com/2009/11/when-is-sheltering-kids-going-too-far.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5788891383136369022/posts/default/2169400428309795218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5788891383136369022/posts/default/2169400428309795218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cmslitmag.blogspot.com/2009/11/when-is-sheltering-kids-going-too-far.html' title='Are tight rules suffocating America&amp;#39;s children? An Editorial by Meg Y.'/><author><name>CMS Lit Mag</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05146613189675589187</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-5788891383136369022.post-3177343588557031360</id><published>2009-11-24T10:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-24T10:52:56.108-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Miracle Worker: a review by Emma R.</title><content type='html'>The Miracle Worker was an excellent play, which included twelve parts, played by eleven kids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doctor - Isabel Ryde&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Franklin Benjamin Sanborn - Isabel Ryde&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kate Keller - Madeline Guth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Captain Keller - Ian Reid-McGaffin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Martha - Helena Redgate&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Percy - Alex Dangel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aunt Ev - Kaitlyn Schaaf&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;James Keller - Christopher Sykes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Annie Sullivan - Dahlia Raz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Viney - Mary Sapp&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dog - Hobbs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Helen Keller - Lisa Raddassi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;           The main part, Helen Keller, was played by Lisa Raddassi, and included almost no speaking on her part, except for grunts, screams, and laughs. She had many tantrums, and she had to throw herself on the floor countless times, kicking and screaming. At many parts, it really looked like she was blind, because she would look out over the audience, not looking at anything in particular. She had to walk carefully and wobbly, holding onto whatever furniture she could grasp along the way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;           Viney was the server and cook, Kate Keller was the mom, Captain Keller was the dad, Martha was the maid, James Keller was the son, along with Percy who was the other son, and the dog was Captain Keller’s, and was at his side as he walked onstage to talk to Annie Sullivan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;           This was an amazing play. The actors did a wonderful job, and played their parts thoroughly. My favorite scenes were the food fight and the last scene.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;           A dramatic scene was the food fight, where Helen Keller (Lisa Raddassi) was having a tantrum and refused to eat with silverware. Only she and Annie Sullivan were onstage at the time, and it included some really excellent turns. There was thrown water, spat out food, slapping, crawling under tables, and plenty of screaming and crying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;           My other favorite scene was the last goodbye scene. Here, Helen (Lisa Raddassi) learned the sound for “w” in the word water. She then spells mother, papa, and Anne, and then hugs everyone. This scene was so sweet, and it made me so happy to learn that Helen was really going to learn what she needed to. Everyone in the audience was sighing, and thinking the same thing - awww.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;           This play was all about what miracles can happen in the tough situations you find yourself in, and I truly enjoyed it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5788891383136369022-3177343588557031360?l=cmslitmag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cmslitmag.blogspot.com/feeds/3177343588557031360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cmslitmag.blogspot.com/2009/11/miracle-worker-review-by-emma-r.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5788891383136369022/posts/default/3177343588557031360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5788891383136369022/posts/default/3177343588557031360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cmslitmag.blogspot.com/2009/11/miracle-worker-review-by-emma-r.html' title='The Miracle Worker: a review by Emma R.'/><author><name>CMS Lit Mag</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05146613189675589187</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-5788891383136369022.post-7620481820113291101</id><published>2009-11-22T15:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-24T19:51:36.502-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='literary news'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Entertainment'/><title type='text'>Helen Keller Interview By Lea M.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Lisa Raddassi as Helen Keller&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why did you audition?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Just for the fun of it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you think you'd get in? &lt;/span&gt; &lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Not really.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back then, if you got in what part do you think you'd get? &lt;/span&gt;   &lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I thought I'd get Helen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do you think of the show? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I think the show is hard because of the physical scenes and all the lines.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's it like being Helen Keller? &lt;/span&gt; &lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Being Helen Keller is a big part for me and sort of strange too because I have never known this person so for me to act her out it's difficult. Also having the main part is a ton of stress because if I mess up everyone will notice!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you happy with your part? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Yeah, I was happy with my part.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is the best part of being Helen Keller? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Mostly getting to throw things around and get sweets from Madeline (Mrs. Keller) and acting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is the hardest part about being Helen Keller?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;The hardest part is faking the slaps.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What was it like performing on opening night? &lt;/span&gt; &lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Opening night everyone was freaking out even me!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you ready for closing night? &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I'm ready for closing night because I need a break from practices.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you excited, nervous, or another feeling? &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I am relieved that it's over.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you sad too?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; Not really, now I have time after school to study more and I can have more activities.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What else do you want your fans to know? &lt;/span&gt; &lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Thanks for coming to the performance!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5788891383136369022-7620481820113291101?l=cmslitmag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cmslitmag.blogspot.com/feeds/7620481820113291101/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cmslitmag.blogspot.com/2009/11/helen-keller-interview-by-lea-milando.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5788891383136369022/posts/default/7620481820113291101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5788891383136369022/posts/default/7620481820113291101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cmslitmag.blogspot.com/2009/11/helen-keller-interview-by-lea-milando.html' title='Helen Keller Interview By Lea M.'/><author><name>CMS Lit Mag</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05146613189675589187</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-5788891383136369022.post-1377485377345048550</id><published>2009-11-18T12:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-04-03T13:33:34.331-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poetry'/><title type='text'>An Original Poem By Sophie J.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UX2Hvnl8yIk/SwRY5cPCZ0I/AAAAAAAAACI/LQ0TM1Lle3g/s1600/Autumn.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 291px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UX2Hvnl8yIk/SwRY5cPCZ0I/AAAAAAAAACI/LQ0TM1Lle3g/s400/Autumn.jpeg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405543196606490434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5788891383136369022-1377485377345048550?l=cmslitmag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cmslitmag.blogspot.com/feeds/1377485377345048550/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cmslitmag.blogspot.com/2009/11/original-poem-by-sophie-john.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5788891383136369022/posts/default/1377485377345048550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5788891383136369022/posts/default/1377485377345048550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cmslitmag.blogspot.com/2009/11/original-poem-by-sophie-john.html' title='An Original Poem By Sophie J.'/><author><name>CMS Lit Mag</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05146613189675589187</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UX2Hvnl8yIk/SwRY5cPCZ0I/AAAAAAAAACI/LQ0TM1Lle3g/s72-c/Autumn.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5788891383136369022.post-1936800849335520078</id><published>2009-11-18T12:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-18T12:20:17.396-08:00</updated><title type='text'>This Is It: a Movie Review by Julie N.</title><content type='html'>From the sensational films from the past up until now, it has become increasingly rare to see celebrities who are popular with our age group contribute their part to the music that they supposedly created. The most common songs appreciated by most teens or preteens in our age group are performed by incredibly lucky and wealthy, somehow famous, teenagers who are basically robot slaves to their producers and directors and everyone who does all the work for them. Of course, there is always an exception, in this case, Michael Jackson. This Is It easily proves that Michael Jackson was truly involved in every aspect of his way to a phenomenal production. The tremendous effort that he had made and all the energy he had put in was impressive yet also very sad; he was so full of enthusiasm, he seemed so full of life, but of course we now know that those were his final days. Michael had his opinion on every note that was played on the piano and every step his shimmering, black dancing shoes took. We know the Michael onstage is confident and strong. Some of us know that Michael appears shy to reporters and some others when the camera is not rolling and music is not playing. This movie shows us the real him. It allows us to witness his actions and opinions every step of the way. If I were to be critical, I would first warn you that it is more of a documentary than a story with a plot. But somehow Jackson manages to give it all the soul that a great story would need. I also thought the beginning was a tad poor, with random people saying irrelevant things about their experiences performing with Jackson, which kind of took away from the fascination that Jackson provided himself. Jackson also weaved a theme of helping and saving the Earth into some songs. With his leather jacket and all the fertile ground that must have been destroyed to build the enormous theater, I thought that was a little over the top. These songs themselves were great, but the message behind them seemed to be delivered poorly. Like all movies, it had its pros and cons, but overall it was very entertaining to see how Jackson improved his performance dramatically and didn't hesitate to make it exactly the way he wanted it. I recommend it easily to all Michael Jackson fans, (like me), and all who enjoy seeing a man, although fifty years of age, work intensely to make his show a great success, and give fans the same vibrant and exciting Michael Jackson that was a child prodigy and a teenage heartthrob, now a world famous and incredibly talented adult. [Editor's note: Even though he's dead.]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5788891383136369022-1936800849335520078?l=cmslitmag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cmslitmag.blogspot.com/feeds/1936800849335520078/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cmslitmag.blogspot.com/2009/11/this-is-it-movie-review-by-julie-n.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5788891383136369022/posts/default/1936800849335520078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5788891383136369022/posts/default/1936800849335520078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cmslitmag.blogspot.com/2009/11/this-is-it-movie-review-by-julie-n.html' title='This Is It: a Movie Review by Julie N.'/><author><name>CMS Lit Mag</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05146613189675589187</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-5788891383136369022.post-2414857677801468241</id><published>2009-11-18T11:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-04-03T13:31:32.120-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fiction'/><title type='text'>"The End of the Girls" A Story by Isabel F.</title><content type='html'>Bianca thought of herself as sweet. Well, wasn’t she? Bianca was the kind of girl who would tutor a friend in math or compliment someone on an accomplishment.  But standing behind Joyce and Mallory, watching Colbert cower in front of them, she didn’t feel sweet. Not at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bianca, Joyce, and Mallory had always been “the girls”. They were a set, a threesome, a package. Not one of them could ever imagine life without the other two. But this year, Bianca started to notice an unwelcome change in her friends. In addition to now spending hours on clothes and hair, they were simply becoming… well, mean. Mallory giggled when Joyce openly sneered at another girl’s haircut; Joyce echoed Mallory’s words of hatred for an innocent boy who blushed whenever a girl looked at him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bianca started to become more and more uncomfortable around her old friends. She felt compelled to break away from Joyce and Mallory, but after all, they had never said a mean word to her. And besides, if “the girls” were gone, who would Bianca have left?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At lunchtime today in the cafeteria, Bianca, Joyce, and Mallory stood in the lunchroom line, up to their usual tricks. A geeky but pleasant boy named Colbert stood behind the three girls. He and Mallory simultaneously reached for the last Caesar salad. Almost instantly, Colbert let go. He would never dare to challenge Mallory. She was developing quite a reputation among the other students as somebody not to cross. But that split-second of tugging proved to be all Mallory needed. “Colbert! How rude!” she exclaimed with an air of distaste. “A guy should always let a girl have the last salad. Don’t be such a pig.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Colbert’s cheeks went scarlet, and he pushed his glasses up nervously. “Oh, look, Mal! See, he’s turning pink! Just like a pig!” Joyce cried, finding the disdainful comment hilarious. Colbert’s two attackers erupted loudly with laughter. Bianca slunk away from the scene in horror. As soon as she sat down at a table, she regretfully wished she had stood up for Colbert. Why couldn’t she be brave? As soon as Mallory and Joyce started their evil torments, all of Bianca’s courage popped like a balloon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emerging out of the lunchroom, Mallory and Joyce joined their friend in the cafeteria. They were still snickering about Colbert. “Oh, Bibi, was that funny or what?” Joyce asked lightly. Summoning all the guts she had, Bianca replied,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Not really, actually.” She immediately ducked her head. Joyce frowned, looking over at Mallory, who spoke next.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“What did you say, Bianca?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I said that wasn’t that funny. It was mean.” Bianca repeated. Mallory raised her eyebrows, a scowl creeping on to her otherwise pretty face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Get a life, Bibi. We were kidding.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Yeah, seriously. Can’t you like, take a joke?” Joyce said nastily. Bianca shrugged.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Whatever, guys. Just for me, can you find something else to joke about?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Sure, I guess,” said Joyce.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Fine, Bianca. We won’t diss Colbert anymore. In fact, we won’t pay any attention at all to Colbert. We’ll just act like he’s just not there,” Mallory agreed, with sugar in her voice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Thanks so much,” said Bianca, relaxing back into her chair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By lunch the next day, Bianca realized something was up. Nobody was meeting Colbert’s eyes when he gave his usually awkward half-smile or replying when he addressed them. In fact, nobody was paying any attention at all to Colbert. They were acting like he just wasn’t there. Mallory had kept her word.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bianca made a point of smiling at Colbert in English class, and greeting him in the halls. It wasn’t much help, but at least she wasn’t overlooking him like everyone else. How did Mallory and Joyce manage to get the whole grade under their manicured thumbs?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At lunch, Bianca questioned her friends. “How did you get everyone to ignore Colbert like this?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Simple. We just told all the girls we would let them into Club Runway,” Joyce explained smugly. Club Runway was a fashion design club Bianca, Joyce, and Mallory had founded back in September. Bianca had never wanted it to become so exclusive, but the wiles of Joyce and Mallory proved otherwise. Only the best and the brightest were admitted into “the girls’” private association, and so far, that was just a very select few.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“And what about the boys?” Bianca inquired in wonder. Her friends showed their cunning side with this. Mean but clever, that’s what Joyce and Mallory had become.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“We separately promised them we would go with them to the spring formal. As if!” Mallory laughed out loud at this one. Bianca frowned. If the girls knew Club Runway was remaining as exclusive as ever, and the guys realized Joyce and Mallory would never consider them as spring formal dates, maybe they would warm up to Colbert.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bianca enlisted somebody to help spread the word. Kate, a graceful, intelligent girl, was Bianca’s closest friend beside Joyce and Mallory. They had attended the same ballet class since age seven, and had grown into advanced dancers together. Kate and Bianca went to separate elementary schools, but were happy to now see each other every day in middle school. Kate had her own set of friends, but she and Bianca still socialized, even though ‘the girls’ didn’t like her much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since Joyce and Mallory were becoming so snobby, Bianca had found Kate to be even more giving and friendly. They started to have sleepovers after ballet class, and instant messaged regularly. Bianca frequently considered dropping Joyce and Mallory for Kate. And, Bianca thought sadly, this Colbert incident was the last straw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After school, Kate and Bianca got to work emailing and calling the other kids with the news. They were all appreciative, but obviously disappointed. It seemed pretty sweet to be a member of Club Runway, or go with Joyce or Mallory to the spring formal. But Bianca felt like she was betraying her long-time friends. Kate helped to convince her otherwise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Come on, Bianca. You’re doing a good thing for everyone, not to mention Colbert. And really, are girls who would torture somebody like that really such good friends? You never know, tomorrow they could turn on you.” Kate put an arm around Bianca, who sniffled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Thanks, Kate.” Bianca said gratefully. Really, Kate was the truly sweet one. Bianca now knew what to do. She would gradually slip away from under Joyce and Mallory’s grasp, in favor of the pleasant company of Kate and her friends. Maybe being admired (and feared) by the other students was good enough reason for Joyce and Mallory to be bullies, but Bianca knew she was better than that.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5788891383136369022-2414857677801468241?l=cmslitmag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cmslitmag.blogspot.com/feeds/2414857677801468241/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cmslitmag.blogspot.com/2009/11/end-of-girls-story-by-isabel-f.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5788891383136369022/posts/default/2414857677801468241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5788891383136369022/posts/default/2414857677801468241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cmslitmag.blogspot.com/2009/11/end-of-girls-story-by-isabel-f.html' title='&quot;The End of the Girls&quot; A Story by Isabel F.'/><author><name>CMS Lit Mag</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05146613189675589187</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-5788891383136369022.post-7817566655007796454</id><published>2009-11-18T11:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-18T13:36:06.912-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reviews'/><title type='text'>Just As Long As We're Together By Judy Bloom: A Book Review by Sophie J.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.randomhouse.com/images/dyn/cover/?source=9780440400752&amp;height=300&amp;maxwidth=170"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 170px; height: 250px;" src="http://www.randomhouse.com/images/dyn/cover/?source=9780440400752&amp;height=300&amp;maxwidth=170" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since second grade, Rachel and Stephanie have been best friends. But when Alison Monceau movies into their quiet Connecticut neighborhood, everything gets shaken up. Stephanie really likes Alison, and really wants for the three of them to be best friends, especially because they are all neighbors. But Rachel isn't so sure. Rachel is afraid that Stephanie likes Allison more than than her, and gets quite flustered. And of course, it doesn't help that so much is going on in all of their lives at the moment. Stephanie finds out that her parents are getting divorced. Stephanie and Rachel find out Allison's mom is the famous "Gena Farrel," and that Allison has a talking dog! After a while, Rachel gets quite mad at Stephanie and Allison. This is mostly because she is so jealous and is still convinced that they like each other more than her. She ends up saying some mean and personal things to them, and really hurts their feelings. Can their friendship be saved?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5788891383136369022-7817566655007796454?l=cmslitmag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cmslitmag.blogspot.com/feeds/7817566655007796454/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cmslitmag.blogspot.com/2009/11/as-long-as-were-together-by-judy-bloom.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5788891383136369022/posts/default/7817566655007796454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5788891383136369022/posts/default/7817566655007796454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cmslitmag.blogspot.com/2009/11/as-long-as-were-together-by-judy-bloom.html' title='Just As Long As We&apos;re Together By Judy Bloom: A Book Review by Sophie J.'/><author><name>CMS Lit Mag</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05146613189675589187</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-5788891383136369022.post-7407768476920022076</id><published>2009-11-18T11:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-18T12:07:50.312-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Interview: Another Faust by Caroline H. and Isabel F.</title><content type='html'>We came, we saw, we interviewed. Last Thursday November 12th, a group of the lit mag staff went to the Concord Main Library to listen to a much-anticipated author talk. Daniel and Dina Nayeri, the brother-and-sister team who wrote Another Faust, are not only interesting because of their unique writing style, but also because of their interesting background. Both were born in Iran, where many books were banned because of the country’s “restrictive government.” When the Nayeri family immigrated to the USA, neither Daniel nor Dina spoke a word of English. They agree, however, for them a door into American culture was through books and reading. Once the two elementary-age kids mastered beginning literature, they “gravitated towards the classics”. This is because it was safer to read books about 19th century England rather than late 20th century America: this way, Daniel and Dina could start off on the same foot as their peers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This childhood attachment to the classics is what led the siblings to retell stories like Faust, a well-known story by the German author Goethe. Their “Another Series” of books will include retakes on Peter Pan, Jekyll and Hyde, and similar tales. A main motivation is to direct young bookworms towards classics that otherwise may feel unaccessible. Another Faust and its descendants will assist in setting a reader up for the original and more challenging version of the story, with the same basic plot framework and choices involved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We asked Dina and Daniel about their work styles in writing the book. They explained that it took 3-4 weeks to outline Faust’s plot. Then, they started trading off segments of the book to write. Since Dina lives in Amsterdam and Daniel lives in NYC, the time difference could cause problems. Yet, Dina, being a night owl, volunteered to stay up late so Daniel and she could go on Skype and interact about the writing process. The authors reveal that co-writing can cause stress in the family- they “fight constantly.” Dina’s work ethic is more systematic and attentive to deadlines, while Daniel is “loose” and relaxed. He lightheartedly commented that Dina would ask him for his latest chapter and he would make up an excuse about playing X-box instead. The lit mag is sure everyone can relate to his claims of procrastination.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had a great time learning about the writing process and about Another Faust with Dina and Daniel. If you haven’t already, check out the book. You can also read Meg Y.’s review of it to get a better grasp of the plot, characters and mood.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5788891383136369022-7407768476920022076?l=cmslitmag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cmslitmag.blogspot.com/feeds/7407768476920022076/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cmslitmag.blogspot.com/2009/11/interview-another-faust.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5788891383136369022/posts/default/7407768476920022076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5788891383136369022/posts/default/7407768476920022076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cmslitmag.blogspot.com/2009/11/interview-another-faust.html' title='Interview: Another Faust by Caroline H. and Isabel F.'/><author><name>CMS Lit Mag</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05146613189675589187</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-5788891383136369022.post-1196462412421919228</id><published>2009-11-16T12:38:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-16T12:40:05.664-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reviews'/><title type='text'>Another Faust book review by Meg Y.</title><content type='html'>A dark eerie feeling will fill you heart as you turn the pages of Another Faust, By Daniel and Dina Nayeri. The chills of seeing Victoria, Valentin, Bicé, Belle, and Christian living in New York City will flood your mind. Stolen from their homes, they are given a choice of freedom and the home they have, or things they want so much they will do anything to get them. The authors make a wonderful brother- sister team whose writing style will leave you wanting more. The defined personalities of the characters give you a good sense of how the story may play out, but you will probably be entirely wrong. A retake on a classic story, it makes an interesting piece of literature, especially for those who have not read the original. There are Faustian bargains through out this book that will send your mind spinning. A fantastic composition, but a book-lover may have better luck with this book than a negligent reader, for some parts might be a bit confusing. An overall amazing find that I hope will be succeeded by many more sequels. I recommend this book for a dedicated reader, or a teen of high school age.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5788891383136369022-1196462412421919228?l=cmslitmag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cmslitmag.blogspot.com/feeds/1196462412421919228/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cmslitmag.blogspot.com/2009/11/another-faust-book-review-by-meg-y.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5788891383136369022/posts/default/1196462412421919228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5788891383136369022/posts/default/1196462412421919228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cmslitmag.blogspot.com/2009/11/another-faust-book-review-by-meg-y.html' title='Another Faust book review by Meg Y.'/><author><name>CMS Lit Mag</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05146613189675589187</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-5788891383136369022.post-55689458253694007</id><published>2009-11-16T12:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-24T19:40:38.426-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pop Culture'/><title type='text'>Look! Twilight Barbie Dolls!</title><content type='html'>A valuable addition to consumer America.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And for those interested, New Moon comes out Nov. 20th. Check the site for a movie review!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Isabel F., Editor-in-Chief. {My note: look down there...I guess Mattel was serious.}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.dailystab.com/blog/wp-content/uploads/2009/06/twilight-barbie-dolls.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 500px; height: 500px;" src="http://www.dailystab.com/blog/wp-content/uploads/2009/06/twilight-barbie-dolls.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5788891383136369022-55689458253694007?l=cmslitmag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cmslitmag.blogspot.com/feeds/55689458253694007/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cmslitmag.blogspot.com/2009/11/look-twilight-barbie-dolls.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5788891383136369022/posts/default/55689458253694007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5788891383136369022/posts/default/55689458253694007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cmslitmag.blogspot.com/2009/11/look-twilight-barbie-dolls.html' title='Look! Twilight Barbie Dolls!'/><author><name>CMS Lit Mag</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05146613189675589187</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-5788891383136369022.post-6415626485421235261</id><published>2009-11-13T14:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-18T11:53:25.820-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Eighth Grade Math in Seventh Grade by Grace O.</title><content type='html'>Every year a few select sixth graders will be placed in 8th grade algebra. When people ask what class you got into, you tell them not realizing that it is amazing to them. All you have to do to get into 8th grade math is work hard on everything. &lt;em&gt;[Editor's note: And maybe have some natural talent].&lt;/em&gt; Some people still think it is amazing when you tell them that you are in 8th grade independent, but to be honest it really isn't.  It is just like any other class that you go to with a couple of exceptions. Depending when you have an assembly you may not have math that day while the rest of your class has math. When they have an assembly you don’t have math. Also when they have the Washington trip, you don’t have math. This all sounds so nice but there are a couple cons to this as well. If it doesn’t work out you may have math 5th period meaning that you have to go to 8th grade lunch. Your schedule may also be messed up so that you could be in two or more sections for one subject. Some math may be challenging but, you were put into 8th grade math for a reason, so tough it out. Even though some math may be hard some will be easy. You may be surprised that you are doing average or above. All in all 8th grade math is good for the brain and not “cool.”&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5788891383136369022-6415626485421235261?l=cmslitmag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cmslitmag.blogspot.com/feeds/6415626485421235261/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cmslitmag.blogspot.com/2009/11/mysteries-of-8th-grade-math-by-grace-n.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5788891383136369022/posts/default/6415626485421235261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5788891383136369022/posts/default/6415626485421235261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cmslitmag.blogspot.com/2009/11/mysteries-of-8th-grade-math-by-grace-n.html' title='Eighth Grade Math in Seventh Grade by Grace O.'/><author><name>CMS Lit Mag</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05146613189675589187</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-5788891383136369022.post-8739640538813653774</id><published>2009-11-13T14:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-15T08:44:48.064-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Tour In Photos- 3 Fantastic Pics By Emma R.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UX2Hvnl8yIk/Sv3fjYjA7aI/AAAAAAAAABo/G4WfvbyqYH4/s1600-h/3.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UX2Hvnl8yIk/Sv3fjYjA7aI/AAAAAAAAABo/G4WfvbyqYH4/s200/3.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403720926892191138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A river flowing by a valley in Zion National Park.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UX2Hvnl8yIk/Sv3ffdXKVLI/AAAAAAAAABg/9njY9X0VHTc/s1600-h/2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UX2Hvnl8yIk/Sv3ffdXKVLI/AAAAAAAAABg/9njY9X0VHTc/s200/2.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403720859465176242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunset on the mountains in Zion National Park.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UX2Hvnl8yIk/Sv3fan8GJjI/AAAAAAAAABY/1-30bhgJz80/s1600-h/Emma%27s+pics+1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UX2Hvnl8yIk/Sv3fan8GJjI/AAAAAAAAABY/1-30bhgJz80/s200/Emma%27s+pics+1.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403720776405100082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A hoodoo covered landscape in Bryce Canyon National Park.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a map of where these places are:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.rei.com/graphics/adventures/trips/bigmaps/utah_map_lg.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 440px; height: 440px;" src="http://www.rei.com/graphics/adventures/trips/bigmaps/utah_map_lg.gif" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5788891383136369022-8739640538813653774?l=cmslitmag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cmslitmag.blogspot.com/feeds/8739640538813653774/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cmslitmag.blogspot.com/2009/11/tour-in-photos-3-fantastic-pics-by-emma.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5788891383136369022/posts/default/8739640538813653774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5788891383136369022/posts/default/8739640538813653774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cmslitmag.blogspot.com/2009/11/tour-in-photos-3-fantastic-pics-by-emma.html' title='A Tour In Photos- 3 Fantastic Pics By Emma R.'/><author><name>CMS Lit Mag</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05146613189675589187</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UX2Hvnl8yIk/Sv3fjYjA7aI/AAAAAAAAABo/G4WfvbyqYH4/s72-c/3.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5788891383136369022.post-272962821722301238</id><published>2009-11-09T05:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-09T12:58:13.331-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Entertainment'/><title type='text'>Stevie Wonder Celebrates Sesame Street's 40th Birthday</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://adevotedreader.files.wordpress.com/2009/03/cookie1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 288px;" src="http://adevotedreader.files.wordpress.com/2009/03/cookie1.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Superstition:  &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_ul7X5js1vE"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_ul7X5jslvE&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5788891383136369022-272962821722301238?l=cmslitmag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cmslitmag.blogspot.com/feeds/272962821722301238/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cmslitmag.blogspot.com/2009/11/stevie-wonder-celebrates-sesame-streets.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5788891383136369022/posts/default/272962821722301238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5788891383136369022/posts/default/272962821722301238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cmslitmag.blogspot.com/2009/11/stevie-wonder-celebrates-sesame-streets.html' title='Stevie Wonder Celebrates Sesame Street&apos;s 40th Birthday'/><author><name>CMS Lit Mag</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05146613189675589187</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-5788891383136369022.post-2946480756497310896</id><published>2009-11-06T14:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-06T14:13:20.487-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Taylor Swift By Caroline H.</title><content type='html'>Taylor Swift, the young 19 year old, has already been on Oprah, interviewed by an 11 yr. old, gone on tours, and has her music on iTunes. &lt;br /&gt;Here is a review on Love Story, a recent hit:&lt;br /&gt;Singing-&lt;br /&gt;The actual singing, I have to hand it to her. Taylor has a phenomenal voice that she has been using since she was 11, when she wrote her first song. The one thing is that I occasionally notice her taking a breath that makes the song sound breathy, a quality that music shouldn't have unless it is supposed to.&lt;br /&gt;The Message:&lt;br /&gt;Taylor's message was not too good, almost like it's saying to act before you think. The basic storyline is she meets this guy who she absolutely loves. Then she sneaks out to meet with him and directly disobeys her father, who is very opposed to this. She just goes out to a garden in the middle of the might with a guy? Not the smartest thing to do. &lt;br /&gt;The Words:&lt;br /&gt;The words are in general very repetitive. I tracked the song and she repeated the phrase "Romeo save me... It's a love story baby just say yes" over five times almost in a &lt;em&gt;row&lt;/em&gt;. Her words were telling a story that she just could've told speaking instead of singing, granted that it would sound better sung but all the same she just could've talked.&lt;br /&gt;Here are some comments from the people that have listened to this:&lt;br /&gt;"Bravo. She wrote a cliché-packed pop song with﻿ a theme stolen from the only book she ever read." &lt;br /&gt;"Needs to display the theme better﻿."&lt;br /&gt;But there were some positives:&lt;br /&gt;"I don't normally go for this type of stuff, but I can't deny that this﻿ song's catchy. And it makes some interesting Shakespeare references."&lt;br /&gt;"I find this song heart touching."&lt;br /&gt;There were many more opinions some much stronger than the ones above, and some less. Being a Taylor Swift lover myself, this made me come to my senses this song is not extremely good, just catchy. But isn't that what music business is about? Catchy? Truly?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5788891383136369022-2946480756497310896?l=cmslitmag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cmslitmag.blogspot.com/feeds/2946480756497310896/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cmslitmag.blogspot.com/2009/11/taylor-swift-by-caroline-h.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5788891383136369022/posts/default/2946480756497310896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5788891383136369022/posts/default/2946480756497310896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cmslitmag.blogspot.com/2009/11/taylor-swift-by-caroline-h.html' title='Taylor Swift By Caroline H.'/><author><name>CMS Lit Mag</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05146613189675589187</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-5788891383136369022.post-6031133411263281993</id><published>2009-10-28T13:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-01-14T07:18:51.937-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='literary news'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.anotherfaust.com/site/wp-content/uploads/2009/02/another_faust_cover.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 233px; height: 332px;" src="http://www.anotherfaust.com/site/wp-content/uploads/2009/02/another_faust_cover.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On November 12 at 7:00, come to the main library to meet the authors (they're brother and sister) of the YA fantasy &lt;strong&gt;Another Faust&lt;/strong&gt;. Dina Nayeri Viergutz and Daniel Nayeri will be there to talk about their book and answer your questions. There is also going to be refreshments, copies of the book for sale, and prizes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are planning to do a follow-up book review and report on this event. Check it out!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5788891383136369022-6031133411263281993?l=cmslitmag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cmslitmag.blogspot.com/feeds/6031133411263281993/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cmslitmag.blogspot.com/2009/10/on-november-12-at-700-come-to-main.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5788891383136369022/posts/default/6031133411263281993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5788891383136369022/posts/default/6031133411263281993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cmslitmag.blogspot.com/2009/10/on-november-12-at-700-come-to-main.html' title=''/><author><name>CMS Lit Mag</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05146613189675589187</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-5788891383136369022.post-8453910128393893771</id><published>2009-10-21T12:23:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-21T12:25:43.129-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hey People!</title><content type='html'>Hello people of CMS and beyond!&lt;br /&gt;We would love for all of you to become follows to this Lit Mag and check this out! Hope you all enjoy it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5788891383136369022-8453910128393893771?l=cmslitmag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cmslitmag.blogspot.com/feeds/8453910128393893771/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cmslitmag.blogspot.com/2009/10/hey-people.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5788891383136369022/posts/default/8453910128393893771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5788891383136369022/posts/default/8453910128393893771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cmslitmag.blogspot.com/2009/10/hey-people.html' title='Hey People!'/><author><name>CMS Lit Mag</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05146613189675589187</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-5788891383136369022.post-7735624403990683128</id><published>2009-09-14T12:14:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-06T14:25:44.482-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Labels- an Editorial Opinion by Meg Y.</title><content type='html'>Uggggg. When will the twisted hierarchy of middle school end? When does it make sense that the cool kids are just the ones who wear Abercrombie and Hollister? And are thinner than a line drawn by their Tri-conderoga pencil because the standard #2 isn’t cool enough for them anymore.  Never. That will never make sense. But then why does it happen? Is being “cool” that important anyway? Do you really want to be that way? Not me. And if you are one of those people, do you really like it? It is happening with boys too- I watch it as I walk down the halls every day. You walk around as the billboards you have become, advertising with every article of clothing you put on. I’ve heard every excuse for that ever invented, so don’t tell me “they're comfortable”, “they're just clothes” or “they were gifts”. Maybe that is true for some, but I have found great clothes at stores that don’t use people to market for them.  This article may sound cliche. Just like in a book you’ve read. You think those stores are your style, but they’re not. And you know what, those people most likely wouldn’t read something like this anyway, so why should I write it? But I’ll finish it, because that’s happens to be &lt;em&gt;my&lt;/em&gt; style.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5788891383136369022-7735624403990683128?l=cmslitmag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cmslitmag.blogspot.com/feeds/7735624403990683128/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cmslitmag.blogspot.com/2009/09/cliches-editorial-opinion-by-meg-y.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5788891383136369022/posts/default/7735624403990683128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5788891383136369022/posts/default/7735624403990683128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cmslitmag.blogspot.com/2009/09/cliches-editorial-opinion-by-meg-y.html' title='Labels- an Editorial Opinion by Meg Y.'/><author><name>CMS Lit Mag</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05146613189675589187</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-5788891383136369022.post-6362034553284249106</id><published>2009-09-05T06:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-05T15:14:24.362-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Catching Fire by Suzanne Collins- A Book Review by Isabel F.</title><content type='html'>Warning: The Hunger Games spoilers alert!&lt;br /&gt;In this rousing sequel to The Hunger Games, last year’s young adult blockbuster, Suzanne Collins crafts a gripping page-turner that continues the action-packed story of Katniss Everdeen, champion of a televised fight-to-the-death between teenage gladiators. Now that Katniss and her partner Peeta have returned from their ghastly ordeal to their Home District 12, their lives should be peaceful in the illustrious Victors’ Village. But the Capitol, the menacing government that controls Panem, is out to get Katniss for her rebellious act of defiance in the arena. President Snow threateningly instructs Katniss, while on their Victory tour, to convince the citizens of Panem her actions were all for her “true love,” Peeta. Snow is afraid of a revolt, and Katniss and her mockingjay bird emblem are now the chief symbols of defiance against the Capitol. But how can she possibly manage this when she and Peeta are barely speaking since he realized that Gale, Katniss’ childhood friend and hunting partner, is still in the picture. After the Victors’ tour has concluded, Katniss realizes she has failed to quell the brewing rebellion in the Districts, and the Capitol blames her. Meanwhile, the Seventy-Fifth Hunger Games are impending. Every twenty-fifth year the Hunger Game calls for a Quarter Quell, a special change in the Hunger Games rules. Katniss must enter the arena again. Is revolution truly rising? Will Katniss survive her second round of doom? What will happen?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5788891383136369022-6362034553284249106?l=cmslitmag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cmslitmag.blogspot.com/feeds/6362034553284249106/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cmslitmag.blogspot.com/2009/09/catching-fire-by-suzanne-collins-book.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5788891383136369022/posts/default/6362034553284249106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5788891383136369022/posts/default/6362034553284249106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cmslitmag.blogspot.com/2009/09/catching-fire-by-suzanne-collins-book.html' title='Catching Fire by Suzanne Collins- A Book Review by Isabel F.'/><author><name>CMS Lit Mag</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05146613189675589187</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-5788891383136369022.post-1013543448471461818</id><published>2009-09-02T16:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-02T16:51:00.603-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reviews'/><title type='text'>Scat by Carl Hiassen- a book review by Sam W.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify;text-indent:.5in"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%; "&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCC66;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Bookman Old Style'; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCC66;"&gt;We all know Carl Hiaasen for writing the popular books &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCC66;"&gt;Hoot&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCC66;"&gt; and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCC66;"&gt;Flush, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCC66;"&gt;both exciting wildlife adventures. In &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCC66;"&gt;Scat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCC66;"&gt;, Hiaasen whipped up a good book that plunges the main characters, Nick and Marta, into overlapping mysteries.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%; font-family: 'Bookman Old Style', serif; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCC66;"&gt;       It all starts with an epic classroom showdown of the most feared teacher in the school, Ms. Starch, against a juvenile delinquent, “Smoke” (otherwise known as Duane Scrod, Jr.).  The next day, on a field trip, Ms. Starch mysteriously disappears. Everyone knows Smoke has something to do with the disappearance, but no one knows what really happened that day at Black Vine Swamp.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCC66;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%; font-family: 'Bookman Old Style', serif; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCC66;"&gt;       Nick and Marta smell something fishy, or should I say, smoky, and are ready to investigate anywhere. But the two friends are in over their heads in a mystery bigger than they expected, and they’ll have to find all of their strength to save Black Vine Swamp and everything in it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCC66;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%; font-family: 'Bookman Old Style', serif; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCC66;"&gt;       &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCC66;"&gt;Scat &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCC66;"&gt;is a great book about wildlife, expecting the unexpected, and not judging books by their covers. Carl Hiaasen has created another awesome novel that will keep readers intrigued until the end.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5788891383136369022-1013543448471461818?l=cmslitmag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cmslitmag.blogspot.com/feeds/1013543448471461818/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cmslitmag.blogspot.com/2009/09/scat-by-carl-hiassen-book-review-by-sam.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5788891383136369022/posts/default/1013543448471461818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5788891383136369022/posts/default/1013543448471461818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cmslitmag.blogspot.com/2009/09/scat-by-carl-hiassen-book-review-by-sam.html' title='Scat by Carl Hiassen- a book review by Sam W.'/><author><name>CMS Lit Mag</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05146613189675589187</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-5788891383136369022.post-6258620934874994062</id><published>2009-09-02T16:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-02T16:41:56.954-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A New Sixth Grader's View on Middle School by Helen W.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="text-align:justify;text-indent:.5in"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCC66;"&gt;My new school, Sanborn, is very flat, c&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCC66;"&gt;ompared to Thoreau, where I went to elementary school. I’m used to lots of stairs and elevators, and seeing all the little kids file by and ask their teachers, “How long until I get to be in chorus?” It’s going to be interesting, being the little kid again, and asking, “When do I get to go to DC?” but it’s not like elementary school, where you haven’t been in real school before and you don’t know anyone yet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCC66;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="text-align:justify;text-indent:.5in"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCC66;"&gt;There are lots of new people to meet in middle school, and you still have some of your friends from 5&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;sup&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCC66;"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCC66;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCC66;"&gt;grade at the same school as you. You also get to take new classes, like World Languages, and band, which I will be taking next year, is more serious than in elementary school. My mom and I just went shopping for binders and such, and it’s kind of disturbing how much &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCC66;"&gt;stuff&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCC66;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCC66;"&gt;you need for middle school! The thing that drives me crazy is that the busses come an hour earlier. Also, in elementary school, I was almost the last stop, but this year, I’m somewhere in the middle and therefore I have to get up earlier.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCC66;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="text-align:justify;text-indent:.5in"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCC66;"&gt;I didn’t really like the summer reading book for 6&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;sup&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCC66;"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCC66;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCC66;"&gt;graders,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCC66;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCC66;"&gt;Journey to Jo’burg&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCC66;"&gt;. It was very fast-moving, so one chapter the characters are walking on the road to Jo’burg and the next, they’re riding on a bus in the city itself. I think it would have been considerably better if the author had added maybe 100 pages to it or if they gave it some more detail, like having something happen kind of like the orange farm happen before they get picked up by the truck, and then, maybe they could participate in a protest march or something? It would make it a lot more interesting and fun to read! I don’t get why the schools picked this book to be the book that everyone has to read. It’s out of print, and so very hard to get a hold of. I talked to a librarian at the Fowler library when I was trying to get hold of a copy, and she said that all the copies in the Minuteman Library network were all checked out, and since it’s and out of print book you’d probably have more trouble trying to buy it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCC66;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="text-align:justify;text-indent:.5in"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCC66;"&gt;All in all, I’m really looking forward to middle school! I can’t wait to go and try everything that you couldn’t do in elementary school!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5788891383136369022-6258620934874994062?l=cmslitmag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cmslitmag.blogspot.com/feeds/6258620934874994062/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cmslitmag.blogspot.com/2009/09/new-sixth-graders-view-on-middle-school.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5788891383136369022/posts/default/6258620934874994062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5788891383136369022/posts/default/6258620934874994062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cmslitmag.blogspot.com/2009/09/new-sixth-graders-view-on-middle-school.html' title='A New Sixth Grader&apos;s View on Middle School by Helen W.'/><author><name>CMS Lit Mag</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05146613189675589187</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-5788891383136369022.post-3189223586415952782</id><published>2009-05-29T13:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-02T16:46:32.025-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sports Dedication by Meg Y.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;     Most kids at CMS play a sport. But how do they stay healthy, keep their social life, and keep their grades up with it all going on? Here are some tips to keep you ready for anything that may come your way while in the zone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;1. Over- Working&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;    Don't overwork yourself and train so much that you can't move. Feel comfortable with what you do but don't stop giving it your all. If a friend brags that they practice eight hours a week, and you practice five, don't try to make the leap and kill yourself in the process. Maybe add half an hour and work your way up. And if someone else can do a lot of practice and games and keep up with their school work, good for them. But if you can't, remember that grades come first. Chances of you becoming a professional athlete are slim, so grades are a part of your future too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;2. Free Time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;     Everyone wants some time to just chill or hang out with a friend, but with activities including homework, sports games and practices, and maybe an instrument, some kids just don't have the time. Try and keep areas of your schedule clear, in case you need to relax or by a birthday gift. If you are beginning to slack off with homework, remember that you need time to do it too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;3. Sleep&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;    Huh, that thing we call SLEEP is important right? So if you are a hardcore player, you need even more than others, not less. Staying up late does not count as a smart thing to do. Homework should not be done at eleven thirty. Everyone needs at least eight hours of sleep a night, cause sleeping in the pool, on the field, or in the classroom (Oops!) is not going to make your teacher or coach very happy. So remember that sleeping is GOOD, not a waste of time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;4. Staying healthy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;      When you sprain an ankle, you can tell you aren't healthy enough to play, but when you are sick with a fever, many kids will just get out there and do it. Not a good decision. Just because you are healthy on the outside, remember that what’s on the inside that counts, so keep healthy. When you’re sick, going to practice and games will only one, make you feel worse, and two, get everyone else sick. Repeatedly touching the basketball and coughing in your hands is not sanitary, so please, keep it clean. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;5. Eating Right&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;      Junk food. We all love it, and know how bad it is for us. I'm not saying banish it to the basement, I'm saying MODERATION. Stuffing yourself with sugar cereal before a game is not healthy. Try a smoothie, whole grain cereal, oatmeal, bananas and yogurt. Anything with protein and carbohydrates to keep you going in the game, race, at school. Whenever it is, just eat right. Oh wait one last thing about food, Sports drinks. Things like Gatorade and PowerAde don't aid you that much. They have important electrolytes, but are full of hard to digest sugars. Though you thing vitamin water is ok, it may not be. It too has lots of sugars. In all, water is the best choice of drink, but if you need an extra boost, try Ultima, a powered drink with little sugars and great taste, plus, less waste from multiple disposable bottles. You just add it into your reusable bottle.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;     I hope this has given you some insight on how to live right and stay in the game. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5788891383136369022-3189223586415952782?l=cmslitmag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cmslitmag.blogspot.com/feeds/3189223586415952782/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cmslitmag.blogspot.com/2009/05/sports-dedication-by-meg-y.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5788891383136369022/posts/default/3189223586415952782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5788891383136369022/posts/default/3189223586415952782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cmslitmag.blogspot.com/2009/05/sports-dedication-by-meg-y.html' title='Sports Dedication by Meg Y.'/><author><name>CMS Lit Mag</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05146613189675589187</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-5788891383136369022.post-4012340884234096281</id><published>2009-05-29T13:42:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-02T16:47:24.290-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reviews'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Entertainment'/><title type='text'>"Mamma Mia" Review by Julie N.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;p align="center" style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia; "&gt;Hey! I'm Julie N. I went on vacation to NYC over last April Break- yay! I saw the Broadway show “Mamma Mia” and reviewed it by 5 categories; Humor, Dancing, Singing, Acting, and Costumes &amp;amp; Scenery. Enjoy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul type="DISC"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;HUMOR&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;ul type="DISC"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;GRADE: B/B-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;EXPLANATION: Some Jokes were said with the wrong personality, left people slightly confused whether to laugh or not. Although, at least half were delivered wonderfully, and were laugh out loud funny.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;DANCING&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;ul type="DISC"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;GRADE: A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;EXPLANATION: All dancers were perfectly synchronized with the music and each other, which made the audience want to get up on their feet and move. It was very upbeat and quick.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;SINGING&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;ul type="DISC"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;GRADE: A-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;EXPLANATION: All actors and actresses were very carefully chosen. The harmonies were wonderful and each dancer and background singer had amazing voices. The lead, playing Sophie, was very talented and could sing without music or backup vocals just as well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;COSTUMES AND SCENERY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;ul type="DISC"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;GRADE B/B+&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;EXPLANATION: Most costumes really brought out the character. On the other hand, in one scene, all dancers were wearing flashy clothing while two or three were wearing more country-ish styles, which weren’t part of the story. This didn’t make much sense. The lighting was used very thoughtfully to create mood.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;ACTING&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;ul type="DISC"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;GRADE A+&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;EXPLANATION: Phenomenal acting. Sophie was astounding and put in all of her emotion, as all others did. With one of the leads who played Sky, being an understudy, acted his heart out on stage, as all cast members did. &lt;&gt;&lt;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5788891383136369022-4012340884234096281?l=cmslitmag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cmslitmag.blogspot.com/feeds/4012340884234096281/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cmslitmag.blogspot.com/2009/05/mamma-mia-review-by-julie-n.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5788891383136369022/posts/default/4012340884234096281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5788891383136369022/posts/default/4012340884234096281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cmslitmag.blogspot.com/2009/05/mamma-mia-review-by-julie-n.html' title='&quot;Mamma Mia&quot; Review by Julie N.'/><author><name>CMS Lit Mag</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05146613189675589187</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-5788891383136369022.post-1288105496494055987</id><published>2009-05-29T13:41:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-02T16:48:13.986-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reviews'/><title type='text'>London Calling Book Review by Isabel F.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;a name="0.4_graphic02"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;img height="1" alt="Your browser may not support display of this image." src="http://mail.google.com/mail/?name=ccf32a38c42f1f28.jpg&amp;amp;attid=0.4&amp;amp;disp=vahi&amp;amp;view=att&amp;amp;th=1218dfd2dbb8f94b" width="1" /&gt; The critically acclaimed author of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Tangerine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;, Edward Bloor, is back with another heartfelt mystery. This time Bloor delves into the spiritual world with the fascinating and twisty story of Martin, a miserable boy with a torn family, who attends a torturous prep school. He is content to spend eternity in the basement. But after inheriting an old cathedral radio from his newly passed and supposedly nutty Nana (whom he has always felt a “mystical” connection with), Martin starts to have realistic-incredibly realistic-dreams. These dreams (nightmares? reveries?) feature him traveling back to 1940 London, during Germany’s constant war bombing. He gets to know a boy named Jimmy, who is constantly pleading with Martin to “do his bit”. What does this mean? Why is Martin having these hallucinations? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Are&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt; they hallucinations? Why now? To find the answer, read &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;London Calling&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;, an electrifying “history mystery” that is very tough to put down. &lt;&gt;&lt;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5788891383136369022-1288105496494055987?l=cmslitmag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cmslitmag.blogspot.com/feeds/1288105496494055987/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cmslitmag.blogspot.com/2009/05/london-calling-book-review-by-isabel-f.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5788891383136369022/posts/default/1288105496494055987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5788891383136369022/posts/default/1288105496494055987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cmslitmag.blogspot.com/2009/05/london-calling-book-review-by-isabel-f.html' title='London Calling Book Review by Isabel F.'/><author><name>CMS Lit Mag</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05146613189675589187</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-5788891383136369022.post-8811308869117274356</id><published>2009-05-29T13:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-02T16:48:35.753-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Recipes'/><title type='text'>The Best Ever Hot Fudge Sauce! By Julia N.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Melt in saucepan:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul type="DISC"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;a name="0.2_graphic02"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://mail.google.com/mail/?name=ccf32a38c42f1f28.jpg&amp;amp;attid=0.2&amp;amp;disp=vahi&amp;amp;view=att&amp;amp;th=1218dfd2dbb8f94b" height="1" width="1" alt="Your browser may not support display of this image." /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;1 stick butter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;1 square baking chocolate&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Keep over low flame till smooth, and then add:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul type="DISC"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;¼ cup of cocoa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;¾ cup of sugar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;½ cup of milk (or thin cream or evaporated can milk.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Bring to boiling point, then remove from heat and add:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul type="DISC"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;pinch of salt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;1 teaspoon vanilla (it thickens as it heats up.) &lt;&gt;&lt;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5788891383136369022-8811308869117274356?l=cmslitmag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cmslitmag.blogspot.com/feeds/8811308869117274356/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cmslitmag.blogspot.com/2009/05/best-ever-hot-fudge-sauce-by-julia-n.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5788891383136369022/posts/default/8811308869117274356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5788891383136369022/posts/default/8811308869117274356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cmslitmag.blogspot.com/2009/05/best-ever-hot-fudge-sauce-by-julia-n.html' title='The Best Ever Hot Fudge Sauce! By Julia N.'/><author><name>CMS Lit Mag</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05146613189675589187</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-5788891383136369022.post-1054588379793062276</id><published>2009-05-29T13:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-02T16:49:30.877-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reviews'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Entertainment'/><title type='text'>Movie Reviews by Hannah T.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="WHITE-SPACE: pre"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;There are many great new movies out these days. There are several Disney films and others that are huge hits with an audience for kids in middle school and high school. A great Disney film that hit theatres April 10&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;sup&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt; was the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Hannah Montana Movie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt; starring Miley Cyrus, Billy Ray Cyrus, Lucas Till, Emily Osment, Jason Earles, and many other familiar actors and actresses. This movie is a wonderful PG rated comedy based on the hit T.V. series, Hannah Montana, where Miley Stewart heads home to Tennessee against her will. She struggles with her double life and now she must choose one, Hannah or Miley. Along the way she finds herself caught in romance, and some very sticky situations. This is a great movie for kids of all ages.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;If you like romance, comedy and Zac Efron, then you should see &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;17 Again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;. It hit theatres April 17&lt;/span&gt;&lt;sup&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt; and got great reviews. This movie is rated PG-13 and stars Zac Efron, Sterling Knight, Hunter Parrish, Matthew Perry, Michelle Trachtenberg, and Leslie Mann. Matthew Perry plays Mike O’Donnell who is an adult who doesn’t have a very good life, he is divorcing his wife, and his kids (Michelle Trachtenberg and Sterling Knight) don’t trust him. He was a star in high school and wishes he could go back to the glory days, and his wish comes true. Zac Efron then plays Mike O’Donnell as a teen and goes back to high school with the help of his best friend Ned Gold (Thomas Lennon). He helps his kids and himself while becoming closer to his family. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;17 Again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt; is a great flick and is very funny. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Animation has gone up and overboard with &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Monsters vs. Aliens&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt; 3D. This movie is about a girl named Susan (voice of Reese Witherspoon) who is hit by a meteorite on &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;a name="0.5_graphic04"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;img height="1" alt="Your browser may not support display of this image." src="http://mail.google.com/mail/?name=ccf32a38c42f1f28.jpg&amp;amp;attid=0.5&amp;amp;disp=vahi&amp;amp;view=att&amp;amp;th=1218dfd2dbb8f94b" width="1" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;her wedding, turned into a giant woman, and then joined with a group of monsters that have been gathered by the government over the years. The group is then rounded up to fight off aliens and save the world from imminent destruction. This animated film features the voices of Reese Witherspoon, Seth Rogen, Hugh Laurie, Will Arnett, and many more. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;A good thriller movie out right now is &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Knowing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;. In this action film, a teacher opens up a time capsule that had been dug up at his son’s elementary school. In it are some predictions of bad events-earthquakes, crashes, events where a large amount of people died-some that have already occurred, some that will in the future, which lead him to believe his family plays a role in the events that are about to unfold. It’s a great film directed by Alex Proyas, rated PG-13 starring Nicolas Cage, Chandler Canterbury, Rose Byrne, D.J. Maloney, Lara Robinson, and others. Catch all these great films in theatres now! &lt;&gt;&lt;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5788891383136369022-1054588379793062276?l=cmslitmag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cmslitmag.blogspot.com/feeds/1054588379793062276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cmslitmag.blogspot.com/2009/05/movie-reviews-by-hannah-t.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5788891383136369022/posts/default/1054588379793062276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5788891383136369022/posts/default/1054588379793062276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cmslitmag.blogspot.com/2009/05/movie-reviews-by-hannah-t.html' title='Movie Reviews by Hannah T.'/><author><name>CMS Lit Mag</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05146613189675589187</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-5788891383136369022.post-4523226988775847900</id><published>2009-05-29T12:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-02T16:51:59.957-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Entertainment'/><title type='text'>Adam Lambert: Best Singer Ever! Article by Emma B.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="BORDER-COLLAPSE: collapse;font-family:arial;font-size:13;"&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;        &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;This year, every single contestant on &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;American Idol &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;has amazing talent. However, one performer in particular seems to stand out from the rest of the bunch. His name is Adam Lambert. Not only does he have an amazing range and an unbelievable falsetto, he has stage presence. Since he has been doing musical theatre almost all of his life, Adam doesn’t just sing the songs, he performs them. He also adds diversity. Some contestants just keep singing the same types of songs, and although that can show artistry, it can be boring as well. On Motown week, Adam did a spectacular performance of “Tracks of my Tears” by Smokey Robinson, which is a very soft and high song and Adam made it even more so. On the other hand, on cinema week, he did a song called “Born to be Wild” which basically explains itself as being a crazy punk-ish song, which fits him very well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Although every contestant on &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;American Idol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt; is fantastic, Adam Lambert certainly has a major chance at winning this competition. &lt;&gt;&lt;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:JasmineUPC;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:JasmineUPC, serif;font-size:22;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5788891383136369022-4523226988775847900?l=cmslitmag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cmslitmag.blogspot.com/feeds/4523226988775847900/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cmslitmag.blogspot.com/2009/05/adam-lambert-best-singer-ever-by-emma-b.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5788891383136369022/posts/default/4523226988775847900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5788891383136369022/posts/default/4523226988775847900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cmslitmag.blogspot.com/2009/05/adam-lambert-best-singer-ever-by-emma-b.html' title='Adam Lambert: Best Singer Ever! 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