<?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-7643535921768032246</id><updated>2011-04-21T11:25:18.795-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Daniela &amp; Octavio</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danielaoctavio.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7643535921768032246/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danielaoctavio.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>audubonorientationp6group8</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00934822919657684365</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>11</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7643535921768032246.post-3276560009204031397</id><published>2008-11-23T17:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-25T21:42:26.883-08:00</updated><title type='text'>quotation</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://images.art.com/images/products/regular/10095000/10095159.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: undefinedpx; height: undefinedpx;" src="http://images.art.com/images/products/regular/10095000/10095159.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The quotation(hope is a walking dream by Aristotle).Is telling you to fallow your dreams.That dreams take you where you want to go.That there almost always right.So fallow your dreams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This quotation has to do with expression because Article is right you do have to fallow your dreams.He is saying that dreams are beautiful.Also that hopes sometimes may com true.Only if you try to make it true.So fallow your dreams and hopes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7643535921768032246-3276560009204031397?l=danielaoctavio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danielaoctavio.blogspot.com/feeds/3276560009204031397/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7643535921768032246&amp;postID=3276560009204031397' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7643535921768032246/posts/default/3276560009204031397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7643535921768032246/posts/default/3276560009204031397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danielaoctavio.blogspot.com/2008/11/quotation.html' title='quotation'/><author><name>audubonorientationp6group8</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00934822919657684365</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7643535921768032246.post-5777660510272617437</id><published>2008-11-23T17:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-23T17:41:29.470-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cartoon</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.scaddistrict.com/wp-content/uploads/2008/04/chowder.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 250px; height: 289px;" src="http://www.scaddistrict.com/wp-content/uploads/2008/04/chowder.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the fantasy town of Marzipan, a very succesful kitchen is run by Mung Daal. But Mung is also a teacher.A young child by the name of Chowder is the well-known chef's apprentice. Chowder believes that one day, he will be a widely respected chef like the one he is working with. However, Chowder has a problem. He cannot stop gorging himself on the culinary delights by which he finds...&lt;br /&gt;    chowder has to do whith self_expresione by a young boy name chowder is tring t6o be a shif.He tries evrything to show his tacher that he could cook.He also likes to eat alot.He also has competition whith a girl who likeshim and is an aprentence from an enime shife.So lets see if his dreams of bieng a shif could come true.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7643535921768032246-5777660510272617437?l=danielaoctavio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danielaoctavio.blogspot.com/feeds/5777660510272617437/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7643535921768032246&amp;postID=5777660510272617437' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7643535921768032246/posts/default/5777660510272617437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7643535921768032246/posts/default/5777660510272617437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danielaoctavio.blogspot.com/2008/11/cartoon.html' title='Cartoon'/><author><name>audubonorientationp6group8</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00934822919657684365</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7643535921768032246.post-3373416575117091128</id><published>2008-11-23T16:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-25T13:25:23.823-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Advertisment</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.villarica.org/images/villarica_collage.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: undefinedpx; height: undefinedpx;" src="http://www.villarica.org/images/villarica_collage.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The bachelor’s degree program in Advertising is a 12-quarter program. It is designed to provide graduates with the skills needed to work in the field of advertising, art direction, copywriting, and account supervision. A solid art foundation combined with hands-on advertising curricula, prepares students for entry-level positions with advertising agencies and departments, art studios and departments, marketing companies and departments, and production companies. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The program provides graduates with a foundation in design, copywriting, advertising campaign, marketing, business, and life skills needed to develop and sustain a career in advertising and related fields. In this program, students develop the creative and conceptual thinking and group awareness skills to produce design solutions. Students build upon the art and design foundation to produce ideas and manage and lead imaginative teams. The curriculum focuses upon intensive training in problem solving, group dynamics, and advanced technology. Graduates from this program possess the competencies which will allow them opportunities within design studios, advertising agencies, both traditional and interactive, as well as in other related communication companies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This colage advertisement has to do whith self expreson by teling pepole to go to colage.also to falow your dreams.It also tels you if you could go to colage you could get the job of your dreams.Thy convinse you to go to colage.(SO PEPOLE GO TO COLAGE) !!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7643535921768032246-3373416575117091128?l=danielaoctavio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danielaoctavio.blogspot.com/feeds/3373416575117091128/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7643535921768032246&amp;postID=3373416575117091128' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7643535921768032246/posts/default/3373416575117091128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7643535921768032246/posts/default/3373416575117091128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danielaoctavio.blogspot.com/2008/11/advertisment.html' title='Advertisment'/><author><name>audubonorientationp6group8</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00934822919657684365</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7643535921768032246.post-5986370485743762665</id><published>2008-11-23T10:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-23T11:04:48.224-08:00</updated><title type='text'>SHORT STORY</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.yesicankids.gov/images/bedtime/thefrogprince.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 390px;" src="http://www.yesicankids.gov/images/bedtime/thefrogprince.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Frog Prince&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One fine evening a young princess put on her bonnet and clogs, and went out to take a walk by herself in a wood; and when she came to a cool spring of water with a rose in the middle of it, she sat herself down to rest a while. Now she had a golden ball in her hand, which was her favourite plaything; and she was always tossing it up into the air, and catching it again as it fell. &lt;br /&gt;     After a time she threw it up so high that she missed catching it as it fell; and the ball bounded away, and rolled along on the ground, until at last it fell down into the spring. The princess looked into the spring after her ball, but it was very deep, so deep that she could not see the bottom of it. She began to cry, and said, 'Alas! if I could only get my ball again, I would give all my fine clothes and jewels, and everything that I have in the world.' &lt;br /&gt;     Whilst she was speaking, a frog put its head out of the water, and said, 'Princess, why do you weep so bitterly?' &lt;br /&gt;     'Alas!' said she, 'what can you do for me, you nasty frog? My golden ball has fallen into the spring.' &lt;br /&gt;     The frog said, 'I do not want your pearls, and jewels, and fine clothes; but if you will love me, and let me live with you and eat from off your golden plate, and sleep on your bed, I will bring you your ball again.' &lt;br /&gt;     'What nonsense,' thought the princess, 'this silly frog is talking! He can never even get out of the spring to visit me, though he may be able to get my ball for me, and therefore I will tell him he shall have what he asks.' &lt;br /&gt;     So she said to the frog, 'Well, if you will bring me my ball, I will do all you ask.' &lt;br /&gt;     Then the frog put his head down, and dived deep under the water; and after a little while he came up again, with the ball in his mouth, and threw it on the edge of the spring. &lt;br /&gt;     As soon as the young princess saw her ball, she ran to pick it up; and she was so overjoyed to have it in her hand again, that she never thought of the frog, but ran home with it as fast as she could. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt; 2 &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     The frog called after her, 'Stay, princess, and take me with you as you said,' &lt;br /&gt;     But she did not stop to hear a word. &lt;br /&gt;     The next day, just as the princess had sat down to dinner, she heard a strange noise - tap, tap - plash, plash - as if something was coming up the marble staircase, and soon afterwards there was a gentle knock at the door, and a little voice cried out and said: &lt;br /&gt;     &lt;br /&gt;     'Open the door, my princess dear, &lt;br /&gt;     Open the door to thy true love here! &lt;br /&gt;     And mind the words that thou and I said &lt;br /&gt;     By the fountain cool, in the greenwood shade.' &lt;br /&gt;     &lt;br /&gt;Then the princess ran to the door and opened it, and there she saw the frog, whom she had quite forgotten. At this sight she was sadly frightened, and shutting the door as fast as she could came back to her seat. &lt;br /&gt;     The king, her father, seeing that something had frightened her, asked her what was the matter. &lt;br /&gt;     'There is a nasty frog,' said she, 'at the door, that lifted my ball for me out of the spring this morning. I told him that he should live with me here, thinking that he could never get out of the spring; but there he is at the door, and he wants to come in.' &lt;br /&gt;     While she was speaking the frog knocked again at the door, and said: &lt;br /&gt;     &lt;br /&gt;     'Open the door, my princess dear, &lt;br /&gt;     Open the door to thy true love here! &lt;br /&gt;     And mind the words that thou and I said &lt;br /&gt;     By the fountain cool, in the greenwood shade.' &lt;br /&gt;     &lt;br /&gt;Then the king said to the young princess, 'As you have given your word you must keep it; so go and let him in.' &lt;br /&gt;     She did so, and the frog hopped into the room, and then straight on - tap, tap - plash, plash - from the bottom of the room to the top, till he came up close to the table where the princess sat. &lt;br /&gt;     'Pray lift me upon chair,' said he to the princess, 'and let me sit next to you.' &lt;br /&gt;     As soon as she had done this, the frog said, 'Put your plate nearer to me, that I may eat out of it.' &lt;br /&gt;     This she did, and when he had eaten as much as he could, he said, 'Now I am tired; carry me upstairs, and put me into your bed.' And the princess, though very unwilling, took him up in her hand, and put him upon the pillow of her own bed, where he slept all night long. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt; 3 &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     As soon as it was light the frog jumped up, hopped downstairs, and went out of the house. &lt;br /&gt;     'Now, then,' thought the princess, 'at last he is gone, and I shall be troubled with him no more.' &lt;br /&gt;     But she was mistaken; for when night came again she heard the same tapping at the door; and the frog came once more, and said: &lt;br /&gt;     &lt;br /&gt;     'Open the door, my princess dear, &lt;br /&gt;     Open the door to thy true love here! &lt;br /&gt;     And mind the words that thou and I said &lt;br /&gt;     By the fountain cool, in the greenwood shade.' &lt;br /&gt;     &lt;br /&gt;And when the princess opened the door the frog came in, and slept upon her pillow as before, till the morning broke. And the third night he did the same. But when the princess awoke on the following morning she was astonished to see, instead of the frog, a handsome prince, gazing on her with the most beautiful eyes she had ever seen and standing at the head of her bed. &lt;br /&gt;     He told her that he had been enchanted by a spiteful fairy, who had changed him into a frog; and that he had been fated so to abide till some princess should take him out of the spring, and let him eat from her plate, and sleep upon her bed for three nights. &lt;br /&gt;     'You,' said the prince, 'have broken his cruel charm, and now I have nothing to wish for but that you should go with me into my father's kingdom, where I will marry you, and love you as long as you live.' &lt;br /&gt;     The young princess, you may be sure, was not long in saying 'Yes' to all this; and as they spoke a brightly coloured coach drove up, with eight beautiful horses, decked with plumes of feathers and a golden harness; and behind the coach rode the prince's servant, faithful Heinrich, who had bewailed the misfortunes of his dear master during his enchantment so long and so bitterly, that his heart had well-nigh burst. &lt;br /&gt;     They then took leave of the king, and got into the coach with eight horses, and all set out, full of joy and merriment, for the prince's kingdom, which they reached safely; and there they lived happily a great many years. &lt;br /&gt;    This short story has to do with self expression because the frog prince loved the princes. He didn't want to be a frog anymore.So the princes kisses the frog and he becomes a prince.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7643535921768032246-5986370485743762665?l=danielaoctavio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danielaoctavio.blogspot.com/feeds/5986370485743762665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7643535921768032246&amp;postID=5986370485743762665' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7643535921768032246/posts/default/5986370485743762665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7643535921768032246/posts/default/5986370485743762665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danielaoctavio.blogspot.com/2008/11/short-story.html' title='SHORT STORY'/><author><name>audubonorientationp6group8</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00934822919657684365</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7643535921768032246.post-9207718585047814975</id><published>2008-11-23T10:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-25T20:57:05.194-08:00</updated><title type='text'>SYMBOL</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://wwp.greenwichmeantime.com/time-zone/north-america/mexico/images/flag-of-mexico.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 340px; height: 194px;" src="http://wwp.greenwichmeantime.com/time-zone/north-america/mexico/images/flag-of-mexico.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The story goes that the Aztecs received a vision or a sign from “Huitzilopochtli” through one of their many “gods” that told them they would know where to build their central city or “zocólalo”, the empire  of &lt;br /&gt;Tenochtitlan” ("Place of the Prickly Pear Cactus") when they saw what is today depicted on the Mexican Flag..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They were told that when they saw a [Mexican] Eagle perched on a Nopal cactus with a serpent (rattle snake) in its talon, located on an island, this is where they should begin to build their permanent city. They supposedly did encounter this on an island in the middle of a lake (Lake Anáhuac) now known today as México City. See Mexico map. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only problem with building there was there was not much dry land so the Aztecs created balsas or basically rafts made of reeds and soil where they would live and grow their foods. Eventually through the many years they used and diverted the water making more and more “land” to live on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is where Mexico City currently stands today. This is also why through the many years that as the Aztecs and eventually the Spaniards and now Mexicans developed Mexico City, it is sinking into the earth. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is said that under Mexico City today are many levels of civilizations. For example many of the Catholic cathedrals created by the Spaniards are actually on top of invisible pyramids that were built by the Aztec people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The green-white-red tricolor was first seen in 1821 and was know as the “Sierra”. The name was given to it by the Indians of the sierra of Veracruz and Puebla. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was not officially adopted by Mexico until April 14th, 1823. As for the colors there seems to be some disaccord. As you can see by the following examples. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once source claims:&lt;br /&gt;Green is for hope and victory.&lt;br /&gt;White is for the purity of our ideals. &lt;br /&gt;Red is for the blood our national heroes shed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another source says:&lt;br /&gt;Green is for Independence&lt;br /&gt;White for Roman Catholicism&lt;br /&gt;Red for Union &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There have been several revisions to the flag with the last being in 1995 with the passing of the modifications of the Flag law.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The decree issued on May 9, 1995 modifies the articles 2, 18, and 55 ... of the last Flag Law issued in DOF on February 9, 1991, states how the Coat of arms should be reproduced on the reverse side: From article 2 of the mentioned decree: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The National Coat of Arms is featured by a Mexican eagle exposing its left profile, the upper part of the wings in a level higher than plume and slightly displayed in a battle attitude; with the sustentation plumage downwards touching to the tail whose feathers are arranged in natural fan. It puts its left grasp on a bloomed that is born in a rock that emerges from alake. It is grasping with the right grasp and the beak, in attitude of eats, a curved serpent, so that it harmonizes with the whole. Several "pencas" of the grow to the sides. Two branches, one of “Encino” to the front of the eagle and another one of laurel opposed, form a lower semicircle and they are united by a ribbon divided in three strips that, when the National Coat of Arms is represented in natural colors, correspond to those of the National flag. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the National Shield reproduces in the reverse side of the National Flag, the Mexican Eagle will appear standing in its right grasp, holding with the left one and the beak the curved serpent. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another important feature of this decree is the addition of the article 54-Bis talks about the destruction of a flag: &gt;From article 54-Bis of the mentioned decree: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When it is required to destroy some copy of the National flag, it will be done by means of the incineration, in respectful and solemn act, in accordance with the specifications that the corresponding regulation determines. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Source:&lt;br /&gt;Decree of reform for the articles 2o, 18 &amp; 55, and in addition article 54 Bis…of the law of the shield, the Mexico Flag and Mexican National Hymns.&lt;br /&gt;Issued in DOF on May 9, 1995.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Mexico Flag is most prominently flown on “Dias de Bandera” which is the Flag Day of Mexico, February 24th and also on México’s Independence Day, the 16th of September, known as El Grito or the shout for independence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    This symbol has to do with self expression because our family are at Mexico. We love Mexico alot. That is why I chose this symbol.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7643535921768032246-9207718585047814975?l=danielaoctavio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danielaoctavio.blogspot.com/feeds/9207718585047814975/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7643535921768032246&amp;postID=9207718585047814975' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7643535921768032246/posts/default/9207718585047814975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7643535921768032246/posts/default/9207718585047814975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danielaoctavio.blogspot.com/2008/11/symbol.html' title='SYMBOL'/><author><name>audubonorientationp6group8</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00934822919657684365</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7643535921768032246.post-1247296618433705826</id><published>2008-11-23T10:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-23T10:15:09.474-08:00</updated><title type='text'>POEM</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.st-andrew.us/SELE21.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 100px; height: 188px;" src="http://www.st-andrew.us/SELE21.JPG" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be The Best Of Whatever You Are&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you can't be a pine on the top of a hill&lt;br /&gt;Be a scrub in the valley, but be the best little scrub on the side of the hill&lt;br /&gt;Be a bush if you can't be a tree,&lt;br /&gt;If you can't be a bush be a bit of the grass&lt;br /&gt;And some highway happier make.&lt;br /&gt;If you can't be a muskie, then just be a bass,&lt;br /&gt;But the liveliest bass in the lake.&lt;br /&gt;We can't all be captains, we've got to be crew,&lt;br /&gt;There's something for all of us here.&lt;br /&gt;There's big work to do and there's lesser work, too,&lt;br /&gt;And the thing we must do is the near&lt;br /&gt;If you can't be a highway, then just be a trail.&lt;br /&gt;If you can't be the sun, be a star.&lt;br /&gt;It isn't by size that you win or you fail.&lt;br /&gt;Be the best of whatever you are.&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;   "Be The Best Of Whatever You Are" has to do with self expression because douglas made to say you should  be happy with what ever you are. You shouldn't be sad if You are a student you should be happy. That is why I chose  this poem.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7643535921768032246-1247296618433705826?l=danielaoctavio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danielaoctavio.blogspot.com/feeds/1247296618433705826/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7643535921768032246&amp;postID=1247296618433705826' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7643535921768032246/posts/default/1247296618433705826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7643535921768032246/posts/default/1247296618433705826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danielaoctavio.blogspot.com/2008/11/poem.html' title='POEM'/><author><name>audubonorientationp6group8</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00934822919657684365</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7643535921768032246.post-8577420049103353432</id><published>2008-11-21T18:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-23T10:04:38.431-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Magazine Artical</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://cloud9design.files.wordpress.com/2008/04/yoga2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 413px;" src="http://cloud9design.files.wordpress.com/2008/04/yoga2.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the physical level, yoga and its cleansing practices have proven to be extremely effective for various disorders. Yoga is extremely effective in Increasing Flexibility. yoga has positions that act upon the various joints of the body including those joints that are never really on the ‘radar screen’ let alone exercised. &lt;br /&gt;Surprisingly it has been found that the body which may have been quite rigid starts experiencing a remarkable flexibility in even those parts which have not been consciously work upon. Why? It is here that the remarkable research behind yoga positions proves its mettle. Seemingly unrelated “non strenuous” yoga positions act upon certain parts of the body in an interrelated manner. When done together, they work in harmony to create a situation where flexibility is attained relatively easily. &lt;br /&gt;. Yoga is extremely effective in Massaging of ALL Organs of the Body – Yoga is perhaps the only form of activity which massages all the internal glands and organs of the body in a thorough manner. Yoga acts in a wholesome manner on the various body parts. This stimulation and massage of the organs in turn benefits us by keeping away disease and providing a forewarning at the first possible instance of a likely onset of disease or disorder. &lt;br /&gt;Physiological Benefits of Yoga &lt;br /&gt;Stable autonomic nervous system equilibrium, Pulse rate decreases &lt;br /&gt;Respiratory rate decreases, Blood Pressure decreases, Galvanic Skin Response increases alpha waves increase, Respiratory rate decreases, Cardiovascular efficiency increases &lt;br /&gt;Respiratory efficiency increases, gastrointestinal function normalizes, Endocrine function normalizes, Excretory functions improve, Musculoskeletal flexibility and joint range of motion increase, Breath-holding time increases, Joint range of motion increase ,Grip strength increases, Eye-hand coordination improves ,Posture improves ,Strength and resiliency increase , Energy level increases ,Weight normalizes, Immunity increases ,Pain decreases ,Steadiness improves ,Depth perception improves ,Balance improves, &lt;br /&gt;Psychological Benefits of Yoga, Mood improves and subjective well-being increases &lt;br /&gt;Self-acceptance and self-actualization increase, Social adjustment increases, Anxiety and Depression decrease, Hostility decreases, Concentration improves, Memory improves &lt;br /&gt;Attention improves, Learning efficiency improves, Mood improves, Self-actualization increase, Social skills increases, Attention improves, Memory improves, Learning efficiency improves, and Symbol coding improves. &lt;br /&gt;Biochemical Benefits of Yoga &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yoga helps alot of pepole express themself.It also help`s pepole meditat and calm ther mineds.Thy express themself saing that ther are peasful.They do difrent movments.Thy also calms ther mined`s.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yoga has to do with self expression because you excersize.You do mentaly and physicaly excersizes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7643535921768032246-8577420049103353432?l=danielaoctavio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danielaoctavio.blogspot.com/feeds/8577420049103353432/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7643535921768032246&amp;postID=8577420049103353432' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7643535921768032246/posts/default/8577420049103353432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7643535921768032246/posts/default/8577420049103353432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danielaoctavio.blogspot.com/2008/11/magazine-artical.html' title='Magazine Artical'/><author><name>audubonorientationp6group8</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00934822919657684365</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7643535921768032246.post-8018618778819722094</id><published>2008-11-21T15:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-23T17:00:16.362-08:00</updated><title type='text'>song lyrics</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.screamforme.co.uk/wp-content/uploads/2007/05/lostprophets.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 500px; height: 326px;" src="http://www.screamforme.co.uk/wp-content/uploads/2007/05/lostprophets.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;When our time is up, &lt;br /&gt;When our lives are done, &lt;br /&gt;Will we say we've had our fun? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will we make a mark, &lt;br /&gt;This time. &lt;br /&gt;Will we always say we tried. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Standing on the rooftops, &lt;br /&gt;Everybody scream your heart out. &lt;br /&gt;Standing on the rooftops, &lt;br /&gt;Everybody scream your heart out. &lt;br /&gt;Standing on the rooftops, &lt;br /&gt;Everybody scream your heart out. &lt;br /&gt;This is all we've got now, &lt;br /&gt;Everybody scream your heart out. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the love I've met, &lt;br /&gt;I have no regrets, &lt;br /&gt;If it all ends now, &lt;br /&gt;I'm set. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will we make our mark, &lt;br /&gt;This time. &lt;br /&gt;Will we always say we tried? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Standing on the rooftops, &lt;br /&gt;Everybody scream your heart out. &lt;br /&gt;Standing on the rooftops, &lt;br /&gt;Everybody scream your heart out. &lt;br /&gt;Standing on the rooftops, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everybody scream your heart out. &lt;br /&gt;This is all we've got now, &lt;br /&gt;Everybody scream your heart out. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Standing on the rooftop, &lt;br /&gt;Waiting till the bomb drops, &lt;br /&gt;This is all we've got now, &lt;br /&gt;Scream until your heart stops, &lt;br /&gt;Never gonna regret, &lt;br /&gt;Watching every sunset, &lt;br /&gt;Listen to your heartbeat, &lt;br /&gt;All the love that we've felt. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Standing on the rooftop, &lt;br /&gt;Waiting till the bomb drops, &lt;br /&gt;This is all we've got now, &lt;br /&gt;Scream until your heart stops, &lt;br /&gt;Never gonna regret, &lt;br /&gt;Watching every sunset, &lt;br /&gt;Listen to your heartbeat, &lt;br /&gt;All the love that we've felt. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scream your heart out. &lt;br /&gt;Scream your heart out. &lt;br /&gt;Scream your heart out. &lt;br /&gt;Scream your... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Standing on the rooftops, &lt;br /&gt;Everybody scream your heart out. &lt;br /&gt;Standing on the rooftops, &lt;br /&gt;Everybody scream your heart out. &lt;br /&gt;Standing on the rooftops, &lt;br /&gt;Everybody scream your heart out. &lt;br /&gt;This is all we've got now, &lt;br /&gt;Everybody scream your...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;     ROOFTOPS is a song that talks about a guy who like to take risks. He likes to fly off things. He is a risktaker, who is willing to do anything. He isn't scared of anything.  He likes to jump off things.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7643535921768032246-8018618778819722094?l=danielaoctavio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danielaoctavio.blogspot.com/feeds/8018618778819722094/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7643535921768032246&amp;postID=8018618778819722094' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7643535921768032246/posts/default/8018618778819722094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7643535921768032246/posts/default/8018618778819722094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danielaoctavio.blogspot.com/2008/11/song-lyrics.html' title='song lyrics'/><author><name>audubonorientationp6group8</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00934822919657684365</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7643535921768032246.post-4986406934659272159</id><published>2008-11-20T14:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-20T14:33:58.858-08:00</updated><title type='text'>MOVIE</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://weblogs.newsday.com/entertainment/tv/blog/hsm.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: undefinedpx; height: undefinedpx;" src="http://weblogs.newsday.com/entertainment/tv/blog/hsm.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;             &lt;br /&gt;           &lt;br /&gt;             The captain of the East High basketball team and the key member of the academic club shock the student body by teaming to audition for the upcoming school musical in a Disney Channel Original Movie that's all about being yourself and following your dreams. Troy (Zac Efron) is best known as the player who keeps the East High basketball team on the scoreboard. Of course, life isn't always about athletics, though, and as Troy slam-dunks on the boards, beautiful and brainy Gabriella (Vanessa Anne Hudgens) is raising the reputation of East High as the key member of the school's successful academic team. Despite their outgoing natures, no one would ever peg Troy and Gabriella as theater types. When word gets out that this popular pair has secretly chosen to reach for the stars and try their luck on the stage, the students of East High are about to learn an important lesson in teamwork while gearing up for a musical performance that will have their audience dancing in the aisles. Jason Buchanan, All Movie Guide&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    High  School  Musical has to do with self expresion by the pepole in the move sing alot.Every feeling they have they start singing.When ther feeling happy they sing when there mad thy sing when ther sad thy also sing. thy aloso some of the boys in the move expreess them selves by plaing basketball. Some of the girls in the move  express themself by cherleading.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7643535921768032246-4986406934659272159?l=danielaoctavio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danielaoctavio.blogspot.com/feeds/4986406934659272159/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7643535921768032246&amp;postID=4986406934659272159' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7643535921768032246/posts/default/4986406934659272159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7643535921768032246/posts/default/4986406934659272159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danielaoctavio.blogspot.com/2008/11/movie.html' title='MOVIE'/><author><name>audubonorientationp6group8</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00934822919657684365</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7643535921768032246.post-4554958352060102008</id><published>2008-11-18T13:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-23T16:53:04.156-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tv Show</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7VnIuYI4rns/SSONSww0GJI/AAAAAAAAAAc/asYapN-IsF8/s1600-h/show_5B38W55M.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270211342420416658" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 390px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 390px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7VnIuYI4rns/SSONSww0GJI/AAAAAAAAAAc/asYapN-IsF8/s400/show_5B38W55M.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      WIZARD OF WAVERLY PLACE has to do with self expression because the teens use magic to solve their problems. They are wizards that make alot of trouble. There dad always gets them grounded. They always have a solution. They express them selves with their magic spells.&lt;br /&gt;      Wizards of Waverly Place" focuses on the Russos. A typical family, which includes a mom, Theresa Russo; a dad, Jerry Russo; a son, Justin Russo; a daughter, Alex Russo; and another son, Max Russo. The kids and the family live normal lives but what their friends don't know is the kids are wizards in training and the dad was a former wizard! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;       The show follows the Russo family, your typical New York City family, on the surface that is. While the Russo kids try to have normal lives as teenagers they must keep a secret; they're wizards in training. They inherit their magical abilities from their dad, Jerry Russo who is also their magic teacher and a former wizard. However, there is a twist, only one child from each wizard family is allowed to keep his or her powers. When they all turn 18 the Russo children will have a family competition between siblings to decide who gets to keep their powers.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7643535921768032246-4554958352060102008?l=danielaoctavio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danielaoctavio.blogspot.com/feeds/4554958352060102008/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7643535921768032246&amp;postID=4554958352060102008' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7643535921768032246/posts/default/4554958352060102008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7643535921768032246/posts/default/4554958352060102008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danielaoctavio.blogspot.com/2008/11/tv-show.html' title='Tv Show'/><author><name>audubonorientationp6group8</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00934822919657684365</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_7VnIuYI4rns/SSONSww0GJI/AAAAAAAAAAc/asYapN-IsF8/s72-c/show_5B38W55M.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7643535921768032246.post-8709036005935475696</id><published>2008-11-17T14:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-18T13:19:50.232-08:00</updated><title type='text'>NOVEL</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://store.scholastic.com/content/stores/media/products/47/0439629047_xlg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: undefinedpx; height: undefinedpx;" src="http://store.scholastic.com/content/stores/media/products/47/0439629047_xlg.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Read the hilarious, candid (&amp; sometimes mean) diaries of Jamie Kelly, who promises that everything in her diary is true...or at least as true as it needs to be. In this book, Jamie contends with Angeline, the school's prettiest, most popular girl (who Jamie thinks is a goon!) and the impending visit of her troll-like little cousin. Will Jamie survive? Will she go mad? Will she send her mom's nasty casserole to starving children in Wheretheheckistan? You'll just have to read the first installment of Dear Dumb Diary to find out!           &lt;br /&gt;Dear dumb diary has to do with self expression because Jamie writes all her deepest secrets in her diary. Even if she thinks she is ugly and jealous of angelin. angelin always wants to mess wih her,and tries to make her life more misserable.She express her self by writing daily about her day. everybody gets on her nerves but she dosen't do nothing about it and writes all of it on her dairy.She says everything she writes in her diary is true.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7643535921768032246-8709036005935475696?l=danielaoctavio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danielaoctavio.blogspot.com/feeds/8709036005935475696/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7643535921768032246&amp;postID=8709036005935475696' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7643535921768032246/posts/default/8709036005935475696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7643535921768032246/posts/default/8709036005935475696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danielaoctavio.blogspot.com/2008/11/novel.html' title='NOVEL'/><author><name>audubonorientationp6group8</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00934822919657684365</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
