<?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-7783687225871884920</id><updated>2011-07-08T06:41:30.794-07:00</updated><category term='halloween night'/><category term='BRIANNA MARTINEZ:'/><title type='text'>Graffiti 2 Kids</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://g2kids.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7783687225871884920/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://g2kids.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Graffiti 2 Kids</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10811556156408191928</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-7783687225871884920.post-8785860861585170762</id><published>2009-11-05T14:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-05T14:14:03.087-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='halloween night'/><title type='text'>scared</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;i was so scared because it was a night of halloween and so my friends were so scared and my sister dressed like a princess and we got some candy and they stole my sister's candy and then i push them back then he punched me in the face and they were lame at punching.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7783687225871884920-8785860861585170762?l=g2kids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://g2kids.blogspot.com/feeds/8785860861585170762/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://g2kids.blogspot.com/2009/11/scared.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7783687225871884920/posts/default/8785860861585170762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7783687225871884920/posts/default/8785860861585170762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://g2kids.blogspot.com/2009/11/scared.html' title='scared'/><author><name>Graffiti 2 Kids</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10811556156408191928</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-7783687225871884920.post-6742595083891134145</id><published>2009-10-15T14:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-15T14:34:55.366-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='BRIANNA MARTINEZ:'/><title type='text'>MOTHER,S  DAY:  LM   WITH   EM</title><content type='html'>ONE   DAY   MY  MOM   WAS   SLEEPING  ON   HER  CONFFY   FLOFFY   BED.     I    ASK   MY  DAD    IF  HE  CAN  HELP  ME  DO  SOMETHING   SPECEL  FOR  MY  AND  HE  SAID  OK    THEN WE  BAKED  A  CAKE  AND  SHE  WAKED  UP   ND  MY   BROTHER  AND  WE  ALL  ATE  CAKE  IT   WAS  GOOD   WE SAVED    SOME  CAKE   FOR  THE  REST  OF  MY  FAMILY  SO  THEY  CAN   INJOY    THE  CAKE .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7783687225871884920-6742595083891134145?l=g2kids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://g2kids.blogspot.com/feeds/6742595083891134145/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://g2kids.blogspot.com/2009/10/mothers-day-lm-with-em.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7783687225871884920/posts/default/6742595083891134145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7783687225871884920/posts/default/6742595083891134145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://g2kids.blogspot.com/2009/10/mothers-day-lm-with-em.html' title='MOTHER,S  DAY:  LM   WITH   EM'/><author><name>Graffiti 2 Kids</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10811556156408191928</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-7783687225871884920.post-8288556926371521948</id><published>2009-10-15T13:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-15T14:21:33.728-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;one day  i  was at the people  park  i  saw  sasha playing with  her friends   i   said  hi  and  what  are you doing   she  said  playing  ball  with  my  friend   i  said  nothing  ok   bye  sasha.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;-jyasia&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7783687225871884920-8288556926371521948?l=g2kids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://g2kids.blogspot.com/feeds/8288556926371521948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://g2kids.blogspot.com/2009/10/one-day-i-was-at-people-park-i-saw.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7783687225871884920/posts/default/8288556926371521948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7783687225871884920/posts/default/8288556926371521948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://g2kids.blogspot.com/2009/10/one-day-i-was-at-people-park-i-saw.html' title=''/><author><name>Graffiti 2 Kids</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10811556156408191928</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-7783687225871884920.post-1939230416857730796</id><published>2009-10-06T14:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-06T14:36:15.140-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>one    day I  was at peoples park. I fell off  the swings and  bust  my lip and  I broke my arm  I had  to go  to   the   doctor  I  saw  my  friend  jasmine  she  was  sick  and I saw  my friend  jada she broke her  nose  her mom was  sick  I got  better  and better .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-jyasia&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7783687225871884920-1939230416857730796?l=g2kids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://g2kids.blogspot.com/feeds/1939230416857730796/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://g2kids.blogspot.com/2009/10/one-day-i-was-at-peoples-park.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7783687225871884920/posts/default/1939230416857730796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7783687225871884920/posts/default/1939230416857730796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://g2kids.blogspot.com/2009/10/one-day-i-was-at-peoples-park.html' title=''/><author><name>Graffiti 2 Kids</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10811556156408191928</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-7783687225871884920.post-9139657600784252563</id><published>2009-10-01T14:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-01T14:28:54.608-07:00</updated><title type='text'>fist time in graffiti2</title><content type='html'>when i came to graffiti2 i was shy because i did not know pepole the only pepole i knew was my brother and my best friend ruthie but then everybody started to talk to me and i got close to every body assept one girl she is allways rooling her eyes and think she dislikes me she even pushes me and she gets mad at me fast really fast i feel sad because then i wont have friends well probly we can work it out but i love being in graffiti&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt; 2 i allways have alot of fun with andrew and ashely even kelsey .................................................................................................................................................................i lovegraffiti2 there so nice!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7783687225871884920-9139657600784252563?l=g2kids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://g2kids.blogspot.com/feeds/9139657600784252563/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://g2kids.blogspot.com/2009/10/fist-time-in-graffiti2.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7783687225871884920/posts/default/9139657600784252563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7783687225871884920/posts/default/9139657600784252563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://g2kids.blogspot.com/2009/10/fist-time-in-graffiti2.html' title='fist time in graffiti2'/><author><name>Graffiti 2 Kids</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10811556156408191928</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-7783687225871884920.post-3215076668028682316</id><published>2009-10-01T13:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-01T14:10:58.455-07:00</updated><title type='text'>on saturday</title><content type='html'>on saturday i am going to a party . for my sister  because she is coming from mexico. so when she comes back shes going to give me a present. i am going  to give  her  a present. she is going to get a haircut that is short. she is going to be the first one that i hug. thats  all  for  &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;now                                    the  end&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;laura                                 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7783687225871884920-3215076668028682316?l=g2kids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://g2kids.blogspot.com/feeds/3215076668028682316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://g2kids.blogspot.com/2009/10/on-saturday.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7783687225871884920/posts/default/3215076668028682316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7783687225871884920/posts/default/3215076668028682316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://g2kids.blogspot.com/2009/10/on-saturday.html' title='on saturday'/><author><name>Graffiti 2 Kids</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10811556156408191928</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-7783687225871884920.post-7354356067945638008</id><published>2009-09-29T14:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-30T07:18:54.387-07:00</updated><title type='text'>New Roc City</title><content type='html'>I went to new Roc with my auntie and uncle. I think I won when we played glow in the dark golf.  I was hunqry so we ate dinner at buffalo wild wings. The best that i ate was the chicken it was extra cripsy and with the salty cripsy fries it tasted even better. I drank some mountain dew. I was jumping around because i was so hyper! At the end we ate a big cake with ice cream. It was so good when i was done there was cake all over my face. So we left to the arcade and my aunt and my uncle played basketball while I played the car racing game. We got alot of tickets and won prizes. Well I won a gumball machine, tatooss (: and vampire teeth. We met my auntie friends Iris, Maddie and Jason while we was playing the games. Oh my goodness when I went on the merry go round I got so dizzy! But I wasn't to dizzy to go on the helicopter ride. After that ride I went on some ride that  goes up, down, around, back and forth. (I don't remeber the name of it). Now we went to the bumper cars and we saw other kids bumping everybody and riding fast. Now the tough part was deciding if we were going bowling or going to see a movie. We piick bowling and when we got there we started dancing and stuff. Well you know that i won cause im the champion(well i'm not better than sasha but i'm kind of good).  That was the funnest day ever.!&lt;br /&gt;                                                                        By: Mella&lt;br /&gt;                                                                             with help by: Sashaa .!&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                         (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7783687225871884920-7354356067945638008?l=g2kids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://g2kids.blogspot.com/feeds/7354356067945638008/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://g2kids.blogspot.com/2009/09/new-roc-city.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7783687225871884920/posts/default/7354356067945638008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7783687225871884920/posts/default/7354356067945638008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://g2kids.blogspot.com/2009/09/new-roc-city.html' title='New Roc City'/><author><name>Graffiti 2 Kids</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10811556156408191928</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-7783687225871884920.post-4255236982599445995</id><published>2009-09-24T14:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-24T14:22:11.623-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Jherame</title><content type='html'>Wassup J. Hey. Are you having a great time? You're cool. I had a great day at school. At school I learned math. And I learned about science. And it was a great great day. The end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jherame&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7783687225871884920-4255236982599445995?l=g2kids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://g2kids.blogspot.com/feeds/4255236982599445995/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://g2kids.blogspot.com/2009/09/jherame.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7783687225871884920/posts/default/4255236982599445995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7783687225871884920/posts/default/4255236982599445995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://g2kids.blogspot.com/2009/09/jherame.html' title='Jherame'/><author><name>Graffiti 2 Kids</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10811556156408191928</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-7783687225871884920.post-2692812061826208657</id><published>2009-09-24T13:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-24T14:18:37.596-07:00</updated><title type='text'>at school</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;today at school me and elana&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt; was doing math for math we was doing flowers and it was fun and we colored the flowers different kinds of colored and then we went to lunch and a boy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt; was making the hole class laugh so we got in trouble for laughing so we did not get to go outside so my teacher came and picked us up and she &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;was mad at us so we went outside and my teacher let us go home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;by elana and anabelle&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7783687225871884920-2692812061826208657?l=g2kids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://g2kids.blogspot.com/feeds/2692812061826208657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://g2kids.blogspot.com/2009/09/at-school_24.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7783687225871884920/posts/default/2692812061826208657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7783687225871884920/posts/default/2692812061826208657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://g2kids.blogspot.com/2009/09/at-school_24.html' title='at school'/><author><name>Graffiti 2 Kids</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10811556156408191928</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-7783687225871884920.post-4465537436778859350</id><published>2009-09-21T14:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-21T14:23:44.626-07:00</updated><title type='text'>at school</title><content type='html'>today at school i had a good day because i did all of my work in school and i was being good and listening &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;and i was being good in lunch&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; and at school we went to the ouimatuding and we was watching a movie about the &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;lion&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; k&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;king we did not get to see the hole movie because our teacher came to pick us up so we went to our class room and we did social studies it was about new york and the maps  &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;and the rivers and the oceans in new york city and then my teacher gave us our homework and then we lined up and then &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;we went down stairs and then my teacher&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt; let us go home that is the hole day of school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-anabelle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&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/7783687225871884920-4465537436778859350?l=g2kids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://g2kids.blogspot.com/feeds/4465537436778859350/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://g2kids.blogspot.com/2009/09/at-school.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7783687225871884920/posts/default/4465537436778859350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7783687225871884920/posts/default/4465537436778859350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://g2kids.blogspot.com/2009/09/at-school.html' title='at school'/><author><name>Graffiti 2 Kids</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10811556156408191928</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-7783687225871884920.post-2998196986243324661</id><published>2009-09-18T08:04:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-18T08:05:09.406-07:00</updated><title type='text'>New blog for kids</title><content type='html'>This is a blog for the kids of Graffiti 2 after school program to share stories and practice their writing skills. Enjoy!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7783687225871884920-2998196986243324661?l=g2kids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://g2kids.blogspot.com/feeds/2998196986243324661/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://g2kids.blogspot.com/2009/09/new-blog-for-kids.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7783687225871884920/posts/default/2998196986243324661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7783687225871884920/posts/default/2998196986243324661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://g2kids.blogspot.com/2009/09/new-blog-for-kids.html' title='New blog for kids'/><author><name>Graffiti 2 Kids</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10811556156408191928</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>
