<?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-27995825</id><updated>2011-04-21T19:28:32.246-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sabat's Blog</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sabatblog.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27995825/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sabatblog.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Sabat Zahera Husaini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02266748397291282823</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i24.photobucket.com/albums/c2/dan_husain/faticaricature.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>3</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27995825.post-114772409243875155</id><published>2006-05-15T13:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-26T00:42:19.653-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Mummy Mystery</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2998/2958/1600/050505_beautifulmummy2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2998/2958/400/050505_beautifulmummy2.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://sabatblog.blogspot.com/"&gt;  &lt;/a&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Mom! I need you! I can’t find my math book.”&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt; &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;“Honey you know, I’m cooking. It must be in your backpack.”&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt; “It’s not in my backpack, not in my room, not in Lisa’s room, or in Lisa’s backpack, it’s not in Kyle’s room, or in his backpack. It’s nowhere in the whole house, and I know I brought it home from school.”&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt; “Well! Ask Lisa if she put it in her bookshelf or if she put it somewhere else in her room.”&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt; “Ok! Man, Mom’s a pain in the brain!”&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt; &lt;b&gt;Knock! Knock! Knock!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt; “Open up Lisa! It’s me Danny! I need to look for my math book in your room.”&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt; “What the heck are you doing! You know I was sleeping!”&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt; “Well, sorry Lisa! I didn’t know you were sleeping, and it’s one ‘o’ clock, I thought you were listening to your I-Pod since you are sixteen.”&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt; “Well Danny! Just to tell you, I checked my whole room and your math book is not in my room. Check Kyle’s room. May be he found it.”&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt; &lt;b&gt;Knock! Knock! Knock!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt; “What’s up Danny?”&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt; “I lost my math book, that’s what’s up!”&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt; “Well, I checked my room last night and guess what! I found your math book!”&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt; “Yeah Kyle! You Rock! But how did you find it?”&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt; “Well, I looked in my bookshelf and tahdah there was your math book sitting there in my bookshelf. Well, goodnight.”&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="font-weight: bold; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt; Trring Trring Trring Trring&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;      &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt; Lisa enters Danny’s room and wakes him up.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt; “Wake up sleepyhead! Time to go to school!”&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt; &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;“Ok!” Yawns.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt; “So, what’s for breakfast?”&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt; “Waffles! We have waffles for breakfast.”&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt; “So, I heard you’re having a field trip to the museum today.”&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt; “Yeah! We’re going to learn about the mummies. Isn’t that cool?”&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt; “Yeah! Well, eat your breakfast. The bus is going to be here sooner or later.”&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="font-weight: bold; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2998/2958/1600/museum%20bus.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2998/2958/400/museum%20bus.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Peep Peep Peep Peep&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;      &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt; The Bus Driver shouts.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt; “Come on Danny! Get into the bus! You too Lisa, and Kyle you too!”&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt; “Ok Mom, We are going! Bye!”&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt; Danny is at the school now. His class is preparing to leave for the museum. The teacher calls out for Danny.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt; “Ok Class! We’re going to have Danny lead us to the bus since he is our class leader. Danny, will you please stand up and lead us to the bus please.”&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt; “Yes Ma’am!”&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt; The Bus reaches the Mummy Museum.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt; “Well, here we are at The Mummy Museum!”&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt; “Ok Danny! Will you lead us to the Museum!”&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt; “Ok Ma’am!”&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt; “Here we go in to the Museum!”&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2998/2958/1600/spencer5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2998/2958/400/spencer5.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Wow! This place is huge!”&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2998/2958/1600/egptpic.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2998/2958/400/egptpic.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Hey look! A Mummy Case!”&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt; Everybody says, “Wow!”&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt; A Lady walks up to them and greets them, “Hi Everybody!”&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt; “Umm…Class! This is our counselor, Mrs. Cook!”&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt; The class says, “Good Morning, Mrs. Cook!”&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt; “Hi! So, you guys are here to learn about mummies.”&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt; Everybody shouts, “Yeah!”&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt; “Well then, you’re at the right place! This is The Mummy Museum! And today we’re going to see a real mummy. But it is dead; so don’t panic when you see it. Ok Class!”&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt; “Ok Mrs. Cook!”&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt; “But I need someone to help me. Umm…you little guy, do you want to help me? Please help me get that blue mummy case here.”&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt; “Yeah, I’d love to!”&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt; “Well, Ok! Then hold from this side and I’ll hold from the other side.”&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt; “Ok Danny! Let’s try to pull this!”&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt; The case is up. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt; “Ok Everybody! Let’s look at what’s inside this mummy case.”&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt; Mrs. Cook lifts the mummy case lid up and it makes the sound eeks.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt; “Look! The Mummy is coming out of the case!” A boy says that.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="font-weight: bold; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2998/2958/1600/mummy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2998/2958/400/mummy.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aaaa Aaaa&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;      &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt; All of them are screaming.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2998/2958/1600/mummy1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2998/2958/400/mummy1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Look! Look! The Mummy! The mummy is running away!”&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt; “It’s gone!”&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt; “Umm…Mrs. Cook, I know how to get the mummy back! My sister Lisa is a mystery solver. She can do anything.”&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt; “Aann…Well then call her!”&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="font-weight: bold; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt; Trring Trring&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;      &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt; “Hello Lisa! There is a mystery going on here! There was a mummy in the case but the moment we opened it, the mummy ran away!”&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt; “Ok! I’ll be there in five minutes!”&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt; Lisa reaches The Mummy Museum. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt; “Umm…Danny! I called the police and told them about the mummy and they said they’d investigate about it and get back to me. Then they called me back and told me that the mummy is going to go to the river. There is this old boat there with gold in it. So, I decided to put another bag of fake money by the river. So when he tries to get the money by the river first, we’re gonna pull a lever and a bag will fall on him and he will get trapped. And then we will catch him.”&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt; Danny says, “Oh! I get it! So, when he tries to get the money, you’ll pull a bag on him!” &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt; “Yes! That’s the point!”&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt; “Ok! Let’s go!”&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt; Everyone reaches the river.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt; “Ok! Here we are!”&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt; “Look! The Mummy is there! Get closer! Closer! Closer! And now, pull the lever!”&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="font-weight: bold; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt; KABOOM&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;      &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt; “Well! Well! Well! Let’s see who is the mummy?”&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2998/2958/1600/TheMummyStandUpReg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2998/2958/400/TheMummyStandUpReg.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“MR. MOORE!”&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt; “Yeah! It’s Me!”&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt; The police officer reaches the site.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt; “Well Mr. Moore! You’re going to the jail!”&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt; “Thanks for helping us guys!”&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt; “Oh! It was nothing! But how did you know that the mummy would go to the river?”&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt; “Well! We did some investigation and we found out that Mr. Moore has been getting absent from his duty lately. We also found out that he had a fight with his officer. We started suspecting him. We found that he is poor and wants to be rich and wants to take the manager’s position at the museum. We also found that there is a boat by the river with gold for display. That portion of the riverbank is under museum’s control and they’ve put the boat for display there. We immediately thought that the mummy, which we suspected was Mr. Moore, would go to the boat once he runs away from the museum.”&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt; “Ah!” Everybody is impressed with the police officer.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt; Lisa shakes hands with the officer and says, “Thank you!”&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt; She then turns around and says, “Come on Kyle! Come on Danny! Let’s go home!”&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;          &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="font-weight: bold; text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt; The End&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;© Sabat Zahra Husaini&lt;br /&gt;May 14, 2006&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;PS: The pictures are taken from the Internet.&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/27995825-114772409243875155?l=sabatblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sabatblog.blogspot.com/feeds/114772409243875155/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27995825&amp;postID=114772409243875155' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27995825/posts/default/114772409243875155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27995825/posts/default/114772409243875155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sabatblog.blogspot.com/2006/05/mummy-mystery.html' title='The Mummy Mystery'/><author><name>Sabat Zahera Husaini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02266748397291282823</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i24.photobucket.com/albums/c2/dan_husain/faticaricature.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27995825.post-114766067428000815</id><published>2006-05-14T19:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-15T20:51:54.396-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Secret Treasure Hunt</title><content type='html'>&lt;h3 class="post-title"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;       &lt;/h3&gt;                 &lt;div class="post-body"&gt;  &lt;div&gt;       &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3887/739/1600/hg_treasurehunt.0.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px 0px 10px 10px; float: right;" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3887/739/400/hg_treasurehunt.0.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once upon a time in far away land there lived a girl named Sabat. Sabat’s parents were so poor that they did not have a lot of food. But Sabat had everything that she wanted. But the thing she liked most was her friend Madison.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sabat and Madison lived next to each other. They also helped each other like getting water from the river, doing homework and all the other stuff. Sabat always thought that she was missing something but she didn’t care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3887/739/1600/treasure.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; float: left;" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3887/739/400/treasure.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One hot day, Sabat and Madison planned going to the forest. They got everything they needed and put them in their backpacks. Madison had secretly got a map from her mom’s trunk and took it with her. When they were ready they started walking in the forest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Madison had stolen a treasure map from her mom’s trunk. When Madison came back she showed the map to Sabat. Sabat said, “Lets go on a treasure hunt. It will be much more fun than just walking around and looking at the forest.” So they headed for the secret treasure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Madison and Sabat followed the path and did what the map told them to do. Sabat and Madison had a little trouble finding their way but they knew that they could do it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Madison told Sabat that there were some other girls whom she knew that lived in the forest. “Great!” Sabat said, “Maybe we can live with them for a while.” Madison also told Sabat that they knew where the secret treasure might be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sabat said that she also knew these girls who lived in the forest and knew where the treasure might be. Sabat said that the girls’ names were Lindsay, Mary G, Mary R and Kirsten. Madison was so shocked that these were the girls she knew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since they knew the same girls they went where they lived. Now they didn’t need any directions because they knew where to go. While they were walking something jumped out from the trees and scared them. It wasn’t an animal, it wasn’t a creature, plus it wasn’t a big giant monster. It was just Lindsay, one of the girls they were friends with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lindsay said that she could take them to the girls since they had moved to other side of the forest. Now Madison liked this because she always liked it when people helped each other. So on and so on, as you know they came to the other side and met other girls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kirsten jumped and came running to Madison and Sabat. They ran to her to and when they reached each other they gave each other a big hug.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When they were done hugging they stared the treasure hunt. They followed the yellow path in the middle of the forest. Then they stopped because the map told them to stop. There was no stop sign so they crossed a yellow line they heard creepy noises.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lindsay quickly said, “Oh! Oh! Its the boys.” “The boys!” Sabat said. “This is not good”, Madison said. But the girls kept on walking, they weren’t afraid at all. Even though they heard noises they still weren’t afraid at all. Madison and Sabat saw the boys sneaking at them. So they told the girls and the girls saw the boys. The boys saw the girls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That’s when the boys said their names. There names were Mitchell, Matthews, Pace, Arya, Noah and Casey. The boys looked up at the map really curiously. Then Mitchell came up to us and took the map. Then the boys said, “Ha, Ha! You can’t get this map back from us. We’re too strong.”&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3887/739/1600/poss.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3887/739/400/poss.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The boys ran away with the map. When they were gone the girls thought of a plan. The plan was that the girls should team up together and try to get their map back. So they can find the treasure. Soon the girls agreed with the plan and tried to do the plan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Madison, Kirsten and Sabat teamed up together with everybody and they tried to get their treasure back. But one of the boys spotted them. The first plan failed. Then they thought of another plan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other plan was to sneak up on them and get the treasure back. When they tried that they failed again because another boy spotted them. When they were all together in the middle of the forest something started twinkling and in front of them appeared a nice little fairy. The fairy said, “Hi” and told her name. Her name was Mrs. Byrd. Mrs. Byrd said that she was going to help the girls. She raised her wand and said these magical words, “Bobbidi Bobbiddi Boo.” When she was done the boys turned into frogs. The girls and Mrs. Byrd lived happily ever after in the forest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;© Sabat Zahra Husaini&lt;br /&gt;February 14, 2006&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: The pictures are taken from the Internet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;     &lt;/div&gt;     &lt;/div&gt;                   &lt;!-- End .post --&gt;&lt;!-- Begin #comments --&gt;                    &lt;a name="comments"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;11 Comments:         &lt;dl id="comments-block"&gt;&lt;dt class="comment-poster" id="c114075707731058893"&gt;&lt;a name="c114075707731058893"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;         &lt;a href="profile/7957013" rel="nofollow"&gt;Shruthi&lt;/a&gt; said...       &lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dd class="comment-body"&gt;          &lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="deleted-comment"&gt;This post has been removed by the author.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;       &lt;/dd&gt;&lt;dd class="comment-timestamp"&gt;&lt;a href="http://proseonama.blogspot.com/2006/02/secret-treasure-hunt.html#114075707731058893" title="comment permalink"&gt;Friday, February 24, 2006 10:27:57 AM&lt;/a&gt;    &lt;span class="item-control admin-1831958325"&gt;&lt;a style="border: medium none ;" href="delete-comment.g?blogID=9881322&amp;postID=114075707731058893" title="Delete Comment"&gt;&lt;span class="delete-comment-icon"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;    &lt;/dd&gt;&lt;dt class="comment-poster" id="c114075715616554598"&gt;&lt;a name="c114075715616554598"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;         &lt;a href="profile/7957013" rel="nofollow"&gt;Shruthi&lt;/a&gt; said...       &lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dd class="comment-body"&gt;          &lt;p&gt;Incredible!! Are you sure she is just 8 years old? :D Her language is way better than that of loads of adults I know! The story was lovely too! Way to go! :)&lt;/p&gt;       &lt;/dd&gt;&lt;dd class="comment-timestamp"&gt;&lt;a href="http://proseonama.blogspot.com/2006/02/secret-treasure-hunt.html#114075715616554598" title="comment permalink"&gt;Friday, February 24, 2006 10:29:16 AM&lt;/a&gt;    &lt;span class="item-control admin-1831958325 pid-469422679"&gt;&lt;a style="border: medium none ;" href="delete-comment.g?blogID=9881322&amp;postID=114075715616554598" title="Delete Comment"&gt;&lt;span class="delete-comment-icon"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;    &lt;/dd&gt;&lt;dt class="comment-poster" id="c114078176895250500"&gt;&lt;a name="c114078176895250500"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;         &lt;a href="profile/7793063" rel="nofollow"&gt;Blue Athena&lt;/a&gt; said...       &lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dd class="comment-body"&gt;          &lt;p&gt;This is way too fantastic! Danish, this girl's go a lonnnng way!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Give her my love. :)&lt;/p&gt;       &lt;/dd&gt;&lt;dd class="comment-timestamp"&gt;&lt;a href="http://proseonama.blogspot.com/2006/02/secret-treasure-hunt.html#114078176895250500" title="comment permalink"&gt;Friday, February 24, 2006 5:19:28 PM&lt;/a&gt;    &lt;span class="item-control admin-1831958325 pid-2133149106"&gt;&lt;a style="border: medium none ;" href="delete-comment.g?blogID=9881322&amp;postID=114078176895250500" title="Delete Comment"&gt;&lt;span class="delete-comment-icon"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;    &lt;/dd&gt;&lt;dt class="comment-poster" id="c114100873073076205"&gt;&lt;a name="c114100873073076205"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;         &lt;a href="profile/11174755" rel="nofollow"&gt;EATING POETRY&lt;/a&gt; said...       &lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dd class="comment-body"&gt;          &lt;p&gt;Quite a reverse to the Prince-Frog! Pretty incredible story for an 8 year old. It struck me, how she paid particular attention to the names of the people in the story. It reminds me that when I was about her age I had notebooks filled to capacity with names of imaginary families whose stories I told in my head or acted out with my younger sister. We forget how important names are, but this significance is not lost on children. To them a name carries an entire idenity, an entire story, and just naming the name is enough to tell us who the person is. We often forget this simplicity as adults, but thank your daughter for the reminder.&lt;/p&gt;       &lt;/dd&gt;&lt;dd class="comment-timestamp"&gt;&lt;a href="http://proseonama.blogspot.com/2006/02/secret-treasure-hunt.html#114100873073076205" title="comment permalink"&gt;Monday, February 27, 2006 8:22:10 AM&lt;/a&gt;    &lt;span class="item-control admin-1831958325 pid-1439242330"&gt;&lt;a style="border: medium none ;" href="delete-comment.g?blogID=9881322&amp;postID=114100873073076205" title="Delete Comment"&gt;&lt;span class="delete-comment-icon"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;    &lt;/dd&gt;&lt;dt class="comment-poster" id="c114110643648374141"&gt;&lt;a name="c114110643648374141"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;         &lt;a href="profile/5243457" rel="nofollow"&gt;kaaju katli&lt;/a&gt; said...       &lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dd class="comment-body"&gt;          &lt;p&gt;Aakhir kiske beti hai! This is adorable. Ask her to write more :)&lt;/p&gt;       &lt;/dd&gt;&lt;dd class="comment-timestamp"&gt;&lt;a href="http://proseonama.blogspot.com/2006/02/secret-treasure-hunt.html#114110643648374141" title="comment permalink"&gt;Tuesday, February 28, 2006 11:30:36 AM&lt;/a&gt;    &lt;span class="item-control admin-1831958325 pid-1696211371"&gt;&lt;a style="border: medium none ;" href="delete-comment.g?blogID=9881322&amp;postID=114110643648374141" title="Delete Comment"&gt;&lt;span class="delete-comment-icon"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;    &lt;/dd&gt;&lt;dt class="comment-poster" id="c114128790897811603"&gt;&lt;a name="c114128790897811603"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;         &lt;a href="profile/12968270" rel="nofollow"&gt;Inkblot&lt;/a&gt; said...       &lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dd class="comment-body"&gt;          &lt;p&gt;The last para is perfect!Love it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She has a very expressive face.&lt;/p&gt;       &lt;/dd&gt;&lt;dd class="comment-timestamp"&gt;&lt;a href="http://proseonama.blogspot.com/2006/02/secret-treasure-hunt.html#114128790897811603" title="comment permalink"&gt;Thursday, March 02, 2006 1:55:08 PM&lt;/a&gt;    &lt;span class="item-control admin-1831958325 pid-366880258"&gt;&lt;a style="border: medium none ;" href="delete-comment.g?blogID=9881322&amp;postID=114128790897811603" title="Delete Comment"&gt;&lt;span class="delete-comment-icon"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;    &lt;/dd&gt;&lt;dt class="comment-poster" id="c114138742046213020"&gt;&lt;a name="c114138742046213020"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;         Anonymous said...       &lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dd class="comment-body"&gt;          &lt;p&gt;What a doll she is, SO talented too. Its nice to see kids being creative, and using their imaginations, it's the most precious thing about childhood. Thanks for posting it, it's so cute, -poodiesgirl-&lt;/p&gt;       &lt;/dd&gt;&lt;dd class="comment-timestamp"&gt;&lt;a href="http://proseonama.blogspot.com/2006/02/secret-treasure-hunt.html#114138742046213020" title="comment permalink"&gt;Friday, March 03, 2006 5:33:40 PM&lt;/a&gt;    &lt;span class="item-control admin-1831958325 pid-1360498101"&gt;&lt;a style="border: medium none ;" href="delete-comment.g?blogID=9881322&amp;postID=114138742046213020" title="Delete Comment"&gt;&lt;span class="delete-comment-icon"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;    &lt;/dd&gt;&lt;dt class="comment-poster" id="c114145734046743055"&gt;&lt;a name="c114145734046743055"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;         &lt;a href="profile/16557002" rel="nofollow"&gt;Nessa&lt;/a&gt; said...       &lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dd class="comment-body"&gt;          &lt;p&gt;Wow! That is such a darling short story.. and she looks so adorable too :&lt;/p&gt;       &lt;/dd&gt;&lt;dd class="comment-timestamp"&gt;&lt;a href="http://proseonama.blogspot.com/2006/02/secret-treasure-hunt.html#114145734046743055" title="comment permalink"&gt;Saturday, March 04, 2006 12:59:00 PM&lt;/a&gt;    &lt;span class="item-control admin-1831958325 pid-1835546991"&gt;&lt;a style="border: medium none ;" href="delete-comment.g?blogID=9881322&amp;postID=114145734046743055" title="Delete Comment"&gt;&lt;span class="delete-comment-icon"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;    &lt;/dd&gt;&lt;dt class="comment-poster" id="c114267517558214723"&gt;&lt;a name="c114267517558214723"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;         &lt;a href="profile/7984198" rel="nofollow"&gt;Shilpa&lt;/a&gt; said...       &lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dd class="comment-body"&gt;          &lt;p&gt;Brilliant! Clap clap clap clap clap clap..&lt;br /&gt;Way to go Sabat! You sure are going to be a fine story teller. You are really really good!&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;/p&gt;       &lt;/dd&gt;&lt;dd class="comment-timestamp"&gt;&lt;a href="http://proseonama.blogspot.com/2006/02/secret-treasure-hunt.html#114267517558214723" title="comment permalink"&gt;Saturday, March 18, 2006 3:16:15 PM&lt;/a&gt;    &lt;span class="item-control admin-1831958325 pid-2097437389"&gt;&lt;a style="border: medium none ;" href="delete-comment.g?blogID=9881322&amp;postID=114267517558214723" title="Delete Comment"&gt;&lt;span class="delete-comment-icon"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;    &lt;/dd&gt;&lt;dt class="comment-poster" id="c114301011413119957"&gt;&lt;a name="c114301011413119957"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;         Anonymous said...       &lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dd class="comment-body"&gt;          &lt;p&gt;Great!!!!! Htas Off to little wonder...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Best Of luck Sweetie...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love:&lt;br /&gt;Soneesh Aunty&lt;/p&gt;       &lt;/dd&gt;&lt;dd class="comment-timestamp"&gt;&lt;a href="http://proseonama.blogspot.com/2006/02/secret-treasure-hunt.html#114301011413119957" title="comment permalink"&gt;Wednesday, March 22, 2006 12:18:34 PM&lt;/a&gt;    &lt;span class="item-control admin-1831958325 pid-1360498101"&gt;&lt;a style="border: medium none ;" href="delete-comment.g?blogID=9881322&amp;postID=114301011413119957" title="Delete Comment"&gt;&lt;span class="delete-comment-icon"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;    &lt;/dd&gt;&lt;dt class="comment-poster" id="c114448581512847134"&gt;&lt;a name="c114448581512847134"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;         &lt;a href="profile/3944040" rel="nofollow"&gt;M&lt;/a&gt; said...       &lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dd class="comment-body"&gt;          &lt;p&gt;You've got a prodigy on your hands it seems. Bless her.&lt;/p&gt;       &lt;/dd&gt;&lt;/dl&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27995825-114766067428000815?l=sabatblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sabatblog.blogspot.com/feeds/114766067428000815/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27995825&amp;postID=114766067428000815' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27995825/posts/default/114766067428000815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27995825/posts/default/114766067428000815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sabatblog.blogspot.com/2006/05/secret-treasure-hunt.html' title='The Secret Treasure Hunt'/><author><name>Sabat Zahera Husaini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02266748397291282823</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i24.photobucket.com/albums/c2/dan_husain/faticaricature.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27995825.post-114745524449519862</id><published>2006-05-12T10:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-05T21:54:42.053-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My First Post</title><content type='html'>Hi,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;My name is Sabat. And I am going to tell you about my first post. To make my first post, my Dad showed me his post and then went to the blogger site to create one blog for me. Then I had to pick a background and I picked a pink background for my blog. Then I had to answer some questions. The first question was what are you interests? And I told them my interests.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next question was about me. So, I had to tell them what kind of a girl I am. I told them I am a funny girl who is interested in writing stories. The other question was about my favorite movies. I told them some of my favorite English movies and some of my favorite Hindi movies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next question was what is my favorite music. I said Hindi film music. Then they asked me my favorite books and I said Harry Porter, Series of Unfortuante Events and Junie B. Jones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next question was a fun question for kids. It said that female lions don't have hair so how do they know when they've grown up. And I told them that when they find lions getting attracted to them they know they're grown up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that's what happened when I made my first post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sabat&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27995825-114745524449519862?l=sabatblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sabatblog.blogspot.com/feeds/114745524449519862/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27995825&amp;postID=114745524449519862' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27995825/posts/default/114745524449519862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27995825/posts/default/114745524449519862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sabatblog.blogspot.com/2006/05/my-first-post.html' title='My First Post'/><author><name>Sabat Zahera Husaini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02266748397291282823</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i24.photobucket.com/albums/c2/dan_husain/faticaricature.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
