<?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-939650587736404706</id><updated>2011-07-08T12:21:58.462+09:00</updated><category term='essays'/><category term='Movie Review'/><category term='Diary'/><category term='Book review 2'/><category term='Book review'/><category term='Speaking'/><category term='Typing'/><title type='text'>☆Diary☆</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkranjer.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/939650587736404706/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkranjer.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/939650587736404706/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Yoko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06853445502371370418</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>124</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-939650587736404706.post-3544031841069601599</id><published>2010-01-27T23:16:00.010+09:00</published><updated>2010-01-28T02:46:40.611+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Book review 2'/><title type='text'>BOOK REVIEW #11 (The Story of Chocolate)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UYd483O3DmA/S2B7JeP-y-I/AAAAAAAAAKQ/_iq_cnWWdGQ/s1600-h/41X5V1PFVTL__SL500_AA240_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431476553277950946" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UYd483O3DmA/S2B7JeP-y-I/AAAAAAAAAKQ/_iq_cnWWdGQ/s320/41X5V1PFVTL__SL500_AA240_.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;A thousand years ago, chocolate was a big secret&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;(page 3)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;This book has six stories. The first story is about the first chocolate drinkers. It was monkeys. They lived in the rain forest where was full of tropical plants and there was the small cocoa tree, and they spat out the bean of cocoa. Then a farmer discovered by turning bean into a drink, and their group called &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Myans&lt;/span&gt;. And Mayan kings began to drink it every day. But it was hard to preparing cocoa beans, so most people allowed drink it on a special day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hundreds of years later, a group of merchants arrived in a Mayan village.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(page 13)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This group, Aztecs, journeyed for days to find exotic goods for their emperor. Then they found cocoa beans and they knew how to make the chocolate drink so they served it to their emperor. He was delighted. Then they bought beans from Mayans and grew cocoa. But poor people couldn't drink it. Eventually, chocolate drink passed into legend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;In 1519, a Spanish explorer named Cortes set out with an army to fight the Aztecs.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(page 19)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;The third story is about the time after many battles. Emperor Montezuma wanted to make peace and he served chocolate drink to Cortes. So he brought cocoa beans to Spain. And he served a drink for his friends. Then chocolate gossip spread fast. But it was very expensive so only rich people buy the drink.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Lots of goods could be made more easily including chocolate.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(page 25)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The fourth story is about machine which can put out bar of chocolate. In 1847, the boss of an English chocolate maker came up with bar of chocolate. Meanwhile, a man developed milk chocolate in Switzerland. These chocolates were popular very much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;By the 20 &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; century, people had learned how to make milk chocolate smoother, creamier and even more tasty.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(page 34)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The fifth story is about diversification of chocolate. A man who is the boss of American chocolate maker thought bars were boring, so he tried squirting glossy chocolate into little peaks. He called them "Kisses". In addition, various chocolate were produced by some chocolate makers. And some of small companies made amazing chocolate by hand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Some of today's chocolate companies are gigantic. But most of them began as small family businesses.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(page 42)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sixth story is about success story of own business. John opened a shop which sold his own drinking chocolate, it was so popular. And he set up a cocoa and chocolate factory. His products are sold around the world. Also, there were many family business were successful. For example, M&amp;amp;M which company developed chocolate drops coated by sugar that wouldn't melt in hand. It is famous chocolate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I didn't know a history of chocolate. I surprised at chocolate has a many history. And I thought that chocolate is a very popular sweets from of old. Now, there are a lot of kind chocolate and we can buy it easily. Compared to old days, I think it is very convenience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Dynes&lt;/span&gt;, Katie. (2004). &lt;em&gt;The Story of Chocolate&lt;/em&gt;. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Usborned&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/939650587736404706-3544031841069601599?l=pinkranjer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkranjer.blogspot.com/feeds/3544031841069601599/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=939650587736404706&amp;postID=3544031841069601599' title='0 件のコメント'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/939650587736404706/posts/default/3544031841069601599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/939650587736404706/posts/default/3544031841069601599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkranjer.blogspot.com/2010/01/book-review-11-story-of-chocolate.html' title='BOOK REVIEW #11 (The Story of Chocolate)'/><author><name>Yoko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06853445502371370418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UYd483O3DmA/S2B7JeP-y-I/AAAAAAAAAKQ/_iq_cnWWdGQ/s72-c/41X5V1PFVTL__SL500_AA240_.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-939650587736404706.post-8370324460731821252</id><published>2010-01-27T20:52:00.008+09:00</published><updated>2010-01-28T02:42:41.995+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Book review 2'/><title type='text'>BOOK REVIEW #10 (Stories of Princes &amp; Princesses)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UYd483O3DmA/S2B7BvSFFNI/AAAAAAAAAKI/o8s2NsqI1i8/s1600-h/51d5AzF7BEL__SL500_AA240_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431476420411200722" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UYd483O3DmA/S2B7BvSFFNI/AAAAAAAAAKI/o8s2NsqI1i8/s320/51d5AzF7BEL__SL500_AA240_.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Colin was the clumsiest prince in the kingdom&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;(page 3)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;This book has four stories about princes and princesses. The first story is about Colin who is clumsy prince. A princess asked him to marry, but her father didn't permit it and he gave testes. But Colin couldn't pass them, so he had to leave the palace. That night, he heard a scream which is the princess. He leaned out of the window, then the flower pot dropped on the head of the princess thief. He rescued her, so the king permitted their marriage. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Prue liked being a princess, except for one thing. She didn't want to marry a prince.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;(page 12)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;The second story is about Prue who didn't want to marry a prince. The king gave her choice of princes, but she didn't choice. So he got her married off a beggar. He was very kind, but very poor. And Prue was used to servants. When she went to the castle to work, she saw her husband gave a speech to his guest in the ballroom. Then she knew that he was the prince. And they &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;celebrated&lt;/span&gt; a wedding in the castle.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Once, a poor prince named Sam lived in a tiny castle.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;(page 26)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;The third story is about Sam who fall in love with a rich princess, Sara. He sent her his tree and bird, and he worked at her palace. He made an effort to be liked, but she and the king didn't like him. But she did want the rattle which he made, so she kissed him. The king saw it, and he was very angry. So Sara and Sam were turned out of the palace. Sam took Sara to live in his tiny castle, and they married.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Percy was the rudest, dirtiest, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;smelliest&lt;/span&gt; prince in the country.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;(page 36)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;The fourth story is about Percy who was a very lonely prince. He had no friends and he didn't like children and animals, but he wanted to marry a princess. So he captured a princess, but she got engaged to another prince, Harry. And Harry went to Percy's castle to rescue her, Percy tried to stop him. But Harry was strong, so he was no match for Harry. Moreover, Harry's soldiers gave him a bath. Then Harry rescued her and married and Percy was invited to their wedding.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I think that there were various princes and princesses in this book. I was surprised at the four story. I thought that Percy was so dirty, why he was a prince?! And I like princess and prince story such like &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Disney&lt;/span&gt;, so it is the first time to read a story about dirty prince. It was interesting.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Rawson&lt;/span&gt;, Christopher. (2003). &lt;em&gt;Stories of Princes &amp;amp; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Princesses&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Usborne&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/939650587736404706-8370324460731821252?l=pinkranjer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkranjer.blogspot.com/feeds/8370324460731821252/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=939650587736404706&amp;postID=8370324460731821252' title='0 件のコメント'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/939650587736404706/posts/default/8370324460731821252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/939650587736404706/posts/default/8370324460731821252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkranjer.blogspot.com/2010/01/book-review-10-stories-of-princes.html' title='BOOK REVIEW #10 (Stories of Princes &amp; Princesses)'/><author><name>Yoko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06853445502371370418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UYd483O3DmA/S2B7BvSFFNI/AAAAAAAAAKI/o8s2NsqI1i8/s72-c/51d5AzF7BEL__SL500_AA240_.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-939650587736404706.post-8292192939373121008</id><published>2010-01-27T18:24:00.008+09:00</published><updated>2010-01-28T02:42:10.184+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Book review 2'/><title type='text'>BOOK REVIEW #13 (Stories of Dinosaurs)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UYd483O3DmA/S2B63JiInUI/AAAAAAAAAKA/CwMgDPPOgNQ/s1600-h/515YD21BV2L__SL500_AA240_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431476238479301954" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UYd483O3DmA/S2B63JiInUI/AAAAAAAAAKA/CwMgDPPOgNQ/s320/515YD21BV2L__SL500_AA240_.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;The Dinosaurs World Wrestling Final was one week away. Kevin was fighting Mac, the masked &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Megalosaurus&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;(page 3)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;This book has three stories about dinosaurs. The first story is about Kevin and his small trainer, Reg. They went through special training for the fight. But Mac and his trainer was&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; so&lt;/span&gt; spite, so his trainer carried on a war of nerves everyday. On the day of the fight, Kevin tripped over his tail and fell down stairs. Mac and his trainer made a fool of him, so Reg got really angry. He scuttled around Mac, he felt dizzy and went down. As a &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;result&lt;/span&gt;, Reg and Kevin won this fight.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Tonight, the Raptor brothers, Mike and Albie, were opening their new restaurant.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;(page 19)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The second story is about Mike and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Albice&lt;/span&gt;. Opening day of their restaurant, they had foods &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;stolen&lt;/span&gt;. But there was first customer who came from the Good Grub Guide. Then Mike brought a lot of bundle of plants and he cooked these. But it taste was terrible, so the customer got out. As he left, a strange looking dinosaur ate it, he liked it very much. He was a &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;herbivorous&lt;/span&gt; dinosaur, then Mike and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Albiece&lt;/span&gt; made a good trade as vegetarian restaurant.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Daisy wasn't enjoying her school trip to local museum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;(page 34)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;The third story about Daisy and the baby dinosaur. The famous explorer showed them an egg of &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Hadrosaur&lt;/span&gt;. Then he lost a balance and knocked over the egg. The egg rolled in Daisy's bag and hatched. The baby dinosaur shot out of her bag, and ran away. Then he snuggled up to a model &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Hadrosaur&lt;/span&gt;. And he cried, the sound was so calming. So the curator decided to give the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Handrosaur's&lt;/span&gt; calming voice concert.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This book was excited. I want to hear the voice of &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Handrosaur&lt;/span&gt;. And there were various dinosaurs in this book, so I don't feel fear. I don't have go to the museum of dinosaur, so I want to go the museum someday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Punter, Russell. (2006). &lt;em&gt;Stories of Dinosaurs.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_11" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Usborne&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/939650587736404706-8292192939373121008?l=pinkranjer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkranjer.blogspot.com/feeds/8292192939373121008/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=939650587736404706&amp;postID=8292192939373121008' title='0 件のコメント'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/939650587736404706/posts/default/8292192939373121008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/939650587736404706/posts/default/8292192939373121008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkranjer.blogspot.com/2010/01/book-review-13-stories-of-dinosaurs.html' title='BOOK REVIEW #13 (Stories of Dinosaurs)'/><author><name>Yoko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06853445502371370418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UYd483O3DmA/S2B63JiInUI/AAAAAAAAAKA/CwMgDPPOgNQ/s72-c/515YD21BV2L__SL500_AA240_.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-939650587736404706.post-403065961291267305</id><published>2010-01-27T10:03:00.008+09:00</published><updated>2010-01-28T02:41:07.031+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Book review 2'/><title type='text'>BOOK REVIEW #12 (Stories of Monsters)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UYd483O3DmA/S2B6pUmvrGI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/fGMRp7jfDJE/s1600-h/51ADB8NMCYL__SL500_AA240_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431476000933260386" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UYd483O3DmA/S2B6pUmvrGI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/fGMRp7jfDJE/s320/51ADB8NMCYL__SL500_AA240_.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ben Boggle lay awake in a cold sweat. How could he sleep with a monster under his bed?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;(page 3)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;This book has three stories of monsters.The first story is about Ben and the bed monster. He thought that he could catch a monster who was under the bed. He read a book about monsters and he could find food which the monster likes. It was chocolate cookies, so he prepared a chocolate cookie and he trapped the monster. But the monster was so small, so he felt sorry for her. The monster was not stupid, so he put her in his breast pocket. And he went to school. Then he called on by teacher, she told the answer to him. So he could answer correctly. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Frankie was fed up. All her friends had gone to the mountains to ski and she had to stay behind and help her mother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;(page 18)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;The second story is about Frankie and the ice monster. She heard that the ice monster carried off Frankie's friends in the mountain, so she decided to rescue them. She followed the monster's footsteps and she reached a cave of ice where he lives in. She saw the monster and her friends who frozen like icicles. She made a hot chocolate drink and smelled sweet in the air. The monster couldn't hold back and drank it. Then he thawed and she could rescue her friends with safety.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Tom loved to listen to his Grandpa Jess tell creepy stories about the old days.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;(page 37)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;The third &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;story&lt;/span&gt; is about Jess and the swamp monster. He was a farmhand, when one of his cows went missing. He searched it but he couldn't find. Then he found the muddy trail which leading to the middle of the swamp. He went to the store to buy bottles of bubble bath. He took a shortcut through the swamp. Then he was caught by the monster. But bottles of bubble bath cracked when the monster squeeze him, and it went all over the monster. The monster was frothed, he could escape.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I think this book was very exciting for me. I like Monsters Ink and such stories very much. I want to see a tiny monster and put it my pocket. I envy Ben. And I thought that Frankie was so cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Punter, Russell. (2004). &lt;em&gt;Stories of Monsters&lt;/em&gt;. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Usborne&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/939650587736404706-403065961291267305?l=pinkranjer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkranjer.blogspot.com/feeds/403065961291267305/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=939650587736404706&amp;postID=403065961291267305' title='0 件のコメント'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/939650587736404706/posts/default/403065961291267305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/939650587736404706/posts/default/403065961291267305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkranjer.blogspot.com/2010/01/book-review-12-stories-of-monsters_27.html' title='BOOK REVIEW #12 (Stories of Monsters)'/><author><name>Yoko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06853445502371370418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UYd483O3DmA/S2B6pUmvrGI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/fGMRp7jfDJE/s72-c/51ADB8NMCYL__SL500_AA240_.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-939650587736404706.post-3544971019310558788</id><published>2010-01-12T17:51:00.004+09:00</published><updated>2010-01-12T19:28:46.767+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Diary'/><title type='text'>Hatachi ha isshoumono；ω；`</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UYd483O3DmA/S0xODgQ0TeI/AAAAAAAAAJw/VnpiTCEoZQ4/s1600-h/%E6%88%90%E4%BA%BA%E5%BC%8F.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425797473181650402" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UYd483O3DmA/S0xODgQ0TeI/AAAAAAAAAJw/VnpiTCEoZQ4/s320/%E6%88%90%E4%BA%BA%E5%BC%8F.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UYd483O3DmA/S0xN9OqLd3I/AAAAAAAAAJo/4FpOzjLG6N8/s1600-h/10-01-11_3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 226px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425797365376972658" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UYd483O3DmA/S0xN9OqLd3I/AAAAAAAAAJo/4FpOzjLG6N8/s320/10-01-11_3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hello~^^ Yesterday was a coming of age ceremony!! Yesterday, I wake up at 7:00 and I went to a hair care salon at 8:00. Then I did a makeup, and I was fixed up kimono. And I went to a relative’s home and I took some pictures with them. At 10:30, my friend, Rie picked me up and her mother drove us to the site. There were a lot of people!!! Everyone wore cute and beautiful kimono. I thought that hakama is very cool. And we went to meeting place, and we join our friends, Sae, Mariko, Akane, at the door of the site. I met a lot of my friends!!! Iwai, Aya, Hanako, Megu, Ayumi, Akane, Chiaki, Kohei, Yuki Manami, Rika, Rie, Micky, Miku, Yuka….. there were many friends^^♪ I took a lot of pictures with them. I enjoyed very much!!! Then I and Rie went to the town. We took purikura and we went to Doutor Coffee. We talked about a lot of thing. For example, boyfriend, taking a job, high school days and so on. And we went to Inari shrine and we draw paper fortune of love. We had a very good time^^ We went back home (I was droved by her mother, thank you very much!!!), I and my mother went to childhood friend’s home. I took picture with him and his family. Then we went back home, I changed into clothes and I went to the reunion. It was very fun^^ I had very good time. This purikura is Rie and I, and this picture is Manami and I. We are very good friend since we were high school student. Now, she lived in Fukuoka, so we are in communication with each other but cell phone text messaging. A coming of age ceremony was very excited! I like kimono^^ And I like Kyushu Gakuin very much^^!!! I want to wear hurisode and go to the reunion one more time('・ω・`)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;(326 words)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/939650587736404706-3544971019310558788?l=pinkranjer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkranjer.blogspot.com/feeds/3544971019310558788/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=939650587736404706&amp;postID=3544971019310558788' title='1 件のコメント'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/939650587736404706/posts/default/3544971019310558788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/939650587736404706/posts/default/3544971019310558788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkranjer.blogspot.com/2010/01/hatachi-ha-isshoumono.html' title='Hatachi ha isshoumono；ω；`'/><author><name>Yoko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06853445502371370418</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/_UYd483O3DmA/S0xODgQ0TeI/AAAAAAAAAJw/VnpiTCEoZQ4/s72-c/%E6%88%90%E4%BA%BA%E5%BC%8F.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-939650587736404706.post-1368281488618434787</id><published>2010-01-10T18:06:00.003+09:00</published><updated>2010-01-10T18:27:04.176+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Diary'/><title type='text'>^^♪</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UYd483O3DmA/S0mdWFRI40I/AAAAAAAAAJg/cOLegI1tZ0M/s1600-h/mail.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 135px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 192px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425040228841218882" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UYd483O3DmA/S0mdWFRI40I/AAAAAAAAAJg/cOLegI1tZ0M/s320/mail.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Last Wednesday, I played with Rie. We went to downtown. And we went to JINN restaurant and karaoke. We had a very good time^^ And last Thursday, I went to PARCO with Sae. She is my friend since we were junior high school students. She bought skirt, sweater, leather jacket and boots. I didn't buy clothes, but I bought some rhinestone. Then we went to Mr. Donuts and we talked about a lot of things. It was very fun. And yesterday, I went to Korean class and Kengun shrine with my mother and mother's friends. We draw paper fortune. My paper fortune said that I'll have excellent luck! Year~^^ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;(112 words)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/939650587736404706-1368281488618434787?l=pinkranjer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkranjer.blogspot.com/feeds/1368281488618434787/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=939650587736404706&amp;postID=1368281488618434787' title='0 件のコメント'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/939650587736404706/posts/default/1368281488618434787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/939650587736404706/posts/default/1368281488618434787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkranjer.blogspot.com/2010/01/blog-post_10.html' title='^^♪'/><author><name>Yoko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06853445502371370418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UYd483O3DmA/S0mdWFRI40I/AAAAAAAAAJg/cOLegI1tZ0M/s72-c/mail.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-939650587736404706.post-7899189148303358901</id><published>2010-01-10T18:02:00.002+09:00</published><updated>2010-01-10T18:05:54.376+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Diary'/><title type='text'>’・ω・’!!!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UYd483O3DmA/S0mYWqeGprI/AAAAAAAAAJY/rMZk7ddwn9I/s1600-h/100110_163258.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 179px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425034741269571250" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UYd483O3DmA/S0mYWqeGprI/AAAAAAAAAJY/rMZk7ddwn9I/s400/100110_163258.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tomorrow is a coming of age ceremony! I’m looking forward to it. I like Kimono very much^^ So I enjoyed to make choice of kimono and I thoughtful about my choice of kimono. And today, my father gave me a newspaper of the day when I was born. I was very surprised, and I was moved to the point of tears. And my mother gave me a ring. This ring is my mother memorabilia. She bought it when she got a job and got a salary for the first time. It is very beautiful. And I was very impressed. I couldn’t stop crying from happiness when I gave these from them. I cherish this newspaper and this ring forever. My heart filled up with happiness. I express my gratitude to my father and my mother. I love my family very much!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;(141 words)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/939650587736404706-7899189148303358901?l=pinkranjer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkranjer.blogspot.com/feeds/7899189148303358901/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=939650587736404706&amp;postID=7899189148303358901' title='0 件のコメント'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/939650587736404706/posts/default/7899189148303358901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/939650587736404706/posts/default/7899189148303358901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkranjer.blogspot.com/2010/01/blog-post.html' title='’・ω・’!!!!!!!!!'/><author><name>Yoko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06853445502371370418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UYd483O3DmA/S0mYWqeGprI/AAAAAAAAAJY/rMZk7ddwn9I/s72-c/100110_163258.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-939650587736404706.post-126613547459773048</id><published>2010-01-07T13:28:00.002+09:00</published><updated>2010-01-07T14:26:25.055+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Book review 2'/><title type='text'>BOOK REVIEW #13(Stories of Dinosaurs)</title><content type='html'>The Dinosaur world Wrestling Final was one week away. Kevin ‘Crusher’ &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Kritosaurus&lt;/span&gt; was fighting Mac, the masked &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Megalosaurus&lt;/span&gt;. Kevin’s trainer, Reg, kept him super fit. He did grinding practice every day. One day, a huge horned dinosaur lumbered into his gym. It was Mac’s trainer, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Stig&lt;/span&gt;. And he left word with them “I only hope you don’t have any accidents before the fight.” Kevin and Reg looked worried. Next day, Kevin was out on his morning run, when a bridge suddenly collapsed. And the next day he had accident. The accident happened in a row. Kevin and Reg guessed &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Stig&lt;/span&gt; was to blame, but they &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;couldn&lt;/span&gt;’t prove it. The day of the big fight had arrived. Mac and Kevin bounded up the steps to ring. Suddenly, Kevin tripped over his trail and he &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;couldn&lt;/span&gt;’t walk. Everyone was disappointed that Kevin was out of the fight. But Mac and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Stig&lt;/span&gt; held up him to ridicule. Then Reg was blazed up and he ran circle around Mac. So Mac felt dizzier and dizzier, he thudded to the floor in an exhausted daze.&lt;br /&gt;I was very surprised at the scene that Reg defeated Mac. Reg is very tiny dinosaur, so I impressed by him. And I thought that Mac and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Stig&lt;/span&gt; was very ill nature! I thought that everyone cheered as Reg and Kevin collected their prize money. The dinosaur is big and looks scare, but Reg and Kevin was very kind dinosaur, so I like them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;(245 words)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/939650587736404706-126613547459773048?l=pinkranjer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkranjer.blogspot.com/feeds/126613547459773048/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=939650587736404706&amp;postID=126613547459773048' title='0 件のコメント'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/939650587736404706/posts/default/126613547459773048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/939650587736404706/posts/default/126613547459773048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkranjer.blogspot.com/2010/01/book-review-13.html' title='BOOK REVIEW #13(Stories of Dinosaurs)'/><author><name>Yoko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06853445502371370418</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-939650587736404706.post-6708218777638310429</id><published>2010-01-07T00:43:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2010-01-07T01:53:06.652+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Book review 2'/><title type='text'>BOOK REVIEW #12 (Stories of Monsters)</title><content type='html'>Every evening it was the same story. As soon as Ben switched off his bed side light, the monster woke with snort. All through the night, the creature gurgled and growled in the shadows. Ben had never dared to look under his bed. He was too terrified of what he might see. At school, he could hardly keep his eyes open. So his teacher was shouting at him every day. He found a book which title “Book of Monster” on his way home. But there was no mention of monsters under the bed. He decided to build a monster trap. That night, his monster trap had worked. The smallest monster in the world was tangled in the net. The smallest monster started to sob and said that “I’m too small to scare anyone. That’s way I hid under your bed. I &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;didn&lt;/span&gt;’t want you to see me.” Ben began to feel sorry for the monster. But he never feels fear and he never falls asleep in class again. I don’t like monster. But the smallest monster looks very cute! If that monster hid under my bed, I want to show the monster to my family and friends. And I want to put it in a pocket and go for a walk. It sounds fun. I feel fear the monster and the ghost but if they looks cute or small, I’m going to be good friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;(235 words)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/939650587736404706-6708218777638310429?l=pinkranjer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkranjer.blogspot.com/feeds/6708218777638310429/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=939650587736404706&amp;postID=6708218777638310429' title='0 件のコメント'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/939650587736404706/posts/default/6708218777638310429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/939650587736404706/posts/default/6708218777638310429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkranjer.blogspot.com/2010/01/book-review-12-stories-of-monsters.html' title='BOOK REVIEW #12 (Stories of Monsters)'/><author><name>Yoko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06853445502371370418</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-939650587736404706.post-3667121449363033399</id><published>2010-01-06T23:39:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2010-01-07T00:42:44.245+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Book review 2'/><title type='text'>BOOK REVIEW #11 (Storiesof Gnomes &amp; Goblins)</title><content type='html'>Jessy was skipping in the sun when she heard a tiny, tiny cry. When she looked down, there was a fairy, stuck in a spider’s web. She could hardly believe her eyes. Gently, she lifted the fairy from the web. The fairy was so pleased and invited her to a party which is held at Goblin Hill. Jessy’s grandmother had told her stories about Goblin Hill. Not once had Jessy imagined goblins actually lived there. A door was too small, so the fairy tapped her on the toe and the fairy worked a magic on her. The fairy opened the door and led Jessy inside. They arrived in the middle of a goblin parade. This parade was to celebrate the return of Prince &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Kester&lt;/span&gt;. He was very excited to meet Jessy. He had never seen a girl up close before. He asked the goblin choir to sing a song just for Jessy. Finally, everyone sat down to a huge picnic in the shade of a lollipop tree. But Jessy had to get back. So the king gave her beautiful flowers. Jessy ran down the tunnel and rolled out of the door, but she was still the size of a bee. But, as she stood up, Jessy shot to her usual size. She looked back at the hill. The door was nowhere to be seen. She shook her head and put her hand in her pocket. She took flowers out of her pocket which flowers were given by the king.&lt;br /&gt;It was very fantasy story. I was very excited. I want to see the goblin or the fairy very much!!! And I was envious of Jessy. She could see the fairy, and she also could go to the fairy land. I want to see and go there. I like fantasy story very much. For example, “Alice In Wonderland”, “Harry Potter” and so on. It makes me fun. And I like “Tinker bell” very much. She is very cute and I think that the fairy and the goblin will very cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;(340 words)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/939650587736404706-3667121449363033399?l=pinkranjer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkranjer.blogspot.com/feeds/3667121449363033399/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=939650587736404706&amp;postID=3667121449363033399' title='0 件のコメント'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/939650587736404706/posts/default/3667121449363033399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/939650587736404706/posts/default/3667121449363033399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkranjer.blogspot.com/2010/01/book-review-11-storiesof-gnomes-goblins.html' title='BOOK REVIEW #11 (Storiesof Gnomes &amp; Goblins)'/><author><name>Yoko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06853445502371370418</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-939650587736404706.post-4109743783887075269</id><published>2010-01-06T10:07:00.003+09:00</published><updated>2010-01-06T22:51:17.856+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Book review 2'/><title type='text'>BOOK REVIEW #10( Story of Princes&amp;Princesses)</title><content type='html'>This story has 4 stories of Princes and Princesses.&lt;br /&gt;#1 There was the clumsiest prince in the kingdom, his name is Colin. Other princes fought dragons, Colin fell over them. Other princes battered villains. Colin bumped into them. One day, he tripped in front of a sad princess. She thought he was so funny, she wanted to marry him on the spot. Her father had other ideas. He gave Colin three tests, test he knew Colin would not pass. Sure enough he couldn't pass the test, so her father was very angry and Colin had to leave the palace. That night, Colin couldn't sleep. Suddenly, he heard a scream which was the princess. He leaned out of his window and sent a flower pot flying straight onto the head of the man stealing the princess. Colin saved the princess, so the king permitted to marry.&lt;br /&gt;#2 There was the princess who &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;wouldn&lt;/span&gt;’t get married. Prue &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;didn&lt;/span&gt;’t want to marry a prince. So the king was angry. One day, the king made her to marry a beggar. The beggar took Prue home as his wife. He was kind, but very poor. They wore old rags and never had enough to eat. Prue was used to servants. One day, she went to the castle to get some food. She was going home when she passed the ballroom. Then she saw the beggar. In fact, he was the prince. He took her to the ballroom, and they celebrated wedding.&lt;br /&gt;#3 Once, a poor prince named Sam lived in a tiny castle. Sam fell in love with a rich princess named Sara. So he went to her palace and got a job taking care of the palace pig. Sara developed feelings for him. But her father &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;didn&lt;/span&gt;’t like pigs, so he &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;didn&lt;/span&gt;’t permit their marriage. They had to leave the palace and they lived in his tiny castle.&lt;br /&gt;#4 Percy was the rudest, dirtiest, smelliest prince in the country. He lived all alone in his dirty old castle. He &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;didn&lt;/span&gt;’t like children and animals. He had no friends, not one. He was lonely prince, so he captured a princess. But she agreed to marry the prince Harry. Harry went to Percy’s castle to save her. Then Harry’s soldiers decided Percy needed a bath. Percy became friends with them. Harry rescued the princess and married her. And Percy got friends.&lt;br /&gt;I read this book, this book has four chapter so it was long. First story, I thought that Colin is so lucky guy. Almost people hate the clumsiest man, and he &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;couldn&lt;/span&gt;’t pass tests, despite this he could marry!!! I don’t like the person who such like him. Second story, I was surprised that the beggar was the prince!!! It was unexpected. And I felt sorry for Prue. Third story, Sam serve her faithfully so I thought that Sam was very good guy^^ And it was funny that her father &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;didn&lt;/span&gt;’t like pig and he boot out them. Fourth story, it was funny story. I’m so relieved that Percy made some friends. I thought that bath dodger get on the wrong side of everyone. I like princess and prince story very much. My favorite princess and prince story is “Little Mermaid”. It is very interesting story for me. And I like story with a happy ending.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;(552 words)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/939650587736404706-4109743783887075269?l=pinkranjer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkranjer.blogspot.com/feeds/4109743783887075269/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=939650587736404706&amp;postID=4109743783887075269' title='0 件のコメント'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/939650587736404706/posts/default/4109743783887075269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/939650587736404706/posts/default/4109743783887075269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkranjer.blogspot.com/2010/01/book-review-10-story-of-princes.html' title='BOOK REVIEW #10( Story of Princes&amp;Princesses)'/><author><name>Yoko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06853445502371370418</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-939650587736404706.post-6683657698585551062</id><published>2010-01-04T00:25:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2010-01-04T00:27:40.803+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Book review 2'/><title type='text'>BOOK REVIEW #9 (Rapunzel)</title><content type='html'>Mr. and Mrs. Rose lived in a small house that looked onto a beautiful garden. A garden they never dare enter because it belonged to a wicked and powerful witch. Mrs. Rose was in a family way and she was very big eater, she had spent a lot of time thinking about food. One day, she really wanted to eat a vegetable which in the garden. The vegetable is rapunzel. So Mr. Rose had no alternative but to creep into the witch’s garden. But he was found by the witch. The witch said that “I’ll make a deal with you. You can have as much rapunzel as you like, but you must give me the baby as soon as it’s born.” Mr. Rose was so terrified, he agreed. Then as soon as his wife gave birth to their daughter, the witch appeared. She snatched the baby, and vanished. The baby is named Rapunzel, she lived with the witch for eleven years. She was treated like a slave. The older she grew, the more beautiful Rapunzel became. And she had very long hair. The witch thought that “I don’t want any young men running off with her.” So the witch shut her into a tower. There was no way out, no stairs, no door. Four years went by. One day, a young and handsome prince rode through the forest. And the prince found her and he climbed up her long hair. He saved her and he disposed of the witch. She was reunited with her family and she got married the prince. It is a story with a happy ending. But I thought that the father was very bad. I thought that it was very awful to give his baby to the witch as a sacrifice instead of food. Rapunzel had blue eyes and long golden long hair, I want to see such beautiful girl^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;(314 words)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/939650587736404706-6683657698585551062?l=pinkranjer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkranjer.blogspot.com/feeds/6683657698585551062/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=939650587736404706&amp;postID=6683657698585551062' title='0 件のコメント'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/939650587736404706/posts/default/6683657698585551062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/939650587736404706/posts/default/6683657698585551062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkranjer.blogspot.com/2010/01/book-review-9-rapunzel.html' title='BOOK REVIEW #9 (Rapunzel)'/><author><name>Yoko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06853445502371370418</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-939650587736404706.post-5089998797457366865</id><published>2010-01-02T16:34:00.004+09:00</published><updated>2010-01-02T17:20:45.783+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Diary'/><title type='text'>☆☆☆2010☆☆☆</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UYd483O3DmA/Sz8BxCwUsFI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/oWQkazhhiFY/s1600-h/mail3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 93px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 166px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422054418442137682" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UYd483O3DmA/Sz8BxCwUsFI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/oWQkazhhiFY/s320/mail3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 93px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 166px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422054340975993010" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UYd483O3DmA/Sz8BsiK9ILI/AAAAAAAAAJI/nQ-9iFPyvAQ/s320/mail.jpg" /&gt;Hallo!!!! A Happy New Year^^ I hope to see more of you. And I wish this year will be very good for you. Yesterday was New Year’s Day. I went to Oshima. Oshima is my father’s parents’ home. It is very country. I met cousins after a long separation. And my aunt has a new dog!!! She is poodle and her name is Ran. She is very small, it was really really cute!!!! Then we went to for a walk. We went elementary school where my father went to. And we went to small local shrine. We paid homage at a shrine. I love country very much♪ I had very good time there^^ &lt;div&gt;And I gave a present from my friend who is Korean. It is very beautiful!! It is a mirror. I was surprised very much and I felt really happy. I send him e-mail soon. I cherish this mirror^^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;(154 words)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/939650587736404706-5089998797457366865?l=pinkranjer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkranjer.blogspot.com/feeds/5089998797457366865/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=939650587736404706&amp;postID=5089998797457366865' title='1 件のコメント'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/939650587736404706/posts/default/5089998797457366865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/939650587736404706/posts/default/5089998797457366865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkranjer.blogspot.com/2010/01/2010.html' title='☆☆☆2010☆☆☆'/><author><name>Yoko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06853445502371370418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UYd483O3DmA/Sz8BxCwUsFI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/oWQkazhhiFY/s72-c/mail3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-939650587736404706.post-6215374225226914642</id><published>2010-01-02T16:30:00.003+09:00</published><updated>2010-01-02T17:22:46.529+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Book review 2'/><title type='text'>BOOK REVIEW #8 (The Princess and the Pea)</title><content type='html'>Once upon a time there was a prince who wanted to marry a princess. But he didn’t want to just any old princess. He wanted a real one. Then he set out to travel the world, in search of a real princess. They hadn’t gone far when they heard a loud sneeze from under the seat. A small figure crept out, it was Peg who is the palace maid. She said that “I’ve been at the palace all my life ever since I was left on doorstep as a baby so I want to see the world. Please bring me!!!” So Prince Patrick decided to take her to the trip. And they went to the witch’s house to ask for the witch’s help. Prince Patrick want to know how to find a real princess. The witch said that “Real princesses are very rare and it’s hard to spot a fake one. But there is a test you can do.” Then the witch made out the condition list of a real princess. There were three points at the list,“1. Politeness to one and all 2. Kindness to rich and poor 3. Very sensitive skin.” Prince Patrick handed out it all over the world. But he couldn’t meet a real princess. Then he found that Peg is true for all conditions of a real princess. Finally, Prince Patrick married his real prince, Peg.&lt;br /&gt;I thought that it was very difficult to meet a real princess or prince. But there may be the ideal person near unexpectedly. I want to see my real prince someday^^ha ha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;(265 words)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/939650587736404706-6215374225226914642?l=pinkranjer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkranjer.blogspot.com/feeds/6215374225226914642/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=939650587736404706&amp;postID=6215374225226914642' title='0 件のコメント'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/939650587736404706/posts/default/6215374225226914642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/939650587736404706/posts/default/6215374225226914642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkranjer.blogspot.com/2010/01/book-review-8-princess-and-pea.html' title='BOOK REVIEW #8 (The Princess and the Pea)'/><author><name>Yoko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06853445502371370418</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-939650587736404706.post-2830217378259982717</id><published>2009-12-24T00:32:00.003+09:00</published><updated>2009-12-31T17:20:31.889+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Diary'/><title type='text'>HEY^^</title><content type='html'>Long time no see^^ Today is the last day of 2009!!!!! I'm going to write about my 2009.&lt;br /&gt;Spring*.. First, I went to Tokyo with my friend. First day, we went to &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Akihabara&lt;/span&gt;, and we went &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Mei do&lt;/span&gt; cafe! There were some &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;otaku&lt;/span&gt;. It was very interesting. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Mei do&lt;/span&gt; were very cute^^ We ate lunch at there, we had a very nice time there. And we went &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Takeshita&lt;/span&gt; street, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Roppongi&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Shibuya&lt;/span&gt;. We enjoyed shopping very much^^ But there are a lot of people in Tokyo, so we were very tired. Second day, we went to &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Disney&lt;/span&gt; Sea! We went &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Disney&lt;/span&gt; land last year, so this time we went to &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Disney&lt;/span&gt; Sea^^ It was &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;really&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_11" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;really&lt;/span&gt; excited!!! We rode a lot of &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_12" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;attractions&lt;/span&gt; and took pictures with some &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_13" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Disney&lt;/span&gt; character. I love &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_14" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Disney&lt;/span&gt; Land and Sea very much^^ Last day, we went to &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_15" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Shinjuku&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_16" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Shinjuku&lt;/span&gt; station is very large, so we couldn't find a exit. Then we went to &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_17" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Shinjuku&lt;/span&gt; Alta. We enjoyed this trip very much!!! Second, I went to Korea with my mother. It was my first time! We bought a lot of cosmetics, face packs. And I bought some clothes. These were cheap and cute^^ I love Korea very much.&lt;br /&gt;Summer*.. I went to a-nation with my friend, my mother, and mother's friends. This is a music festival! There were a lot of famous artists. For example, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_18" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Koda&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_19" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Kumi&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_20" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Otsuka&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_21" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Ai&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_22" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;TOHOSHINKI&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_23" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Hamaski&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_24" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Ayumi&lt;/span&gt;, and so on. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_25" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Ayu&lt;/span&gt; was very cute!!! She looks like a doll. We had a very good time. And I worked as a short term stuff at &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_26" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Tsuruya&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_27" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Sanrio&lt;/span&gt;. It was fun but I felt tired every day.. And I went to Korea with &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_28" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Yuki&lt;/span&gt;, my mother and mother's friends. We went &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_29" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Kyonbokkun&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_30" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Myondon&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_31" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Insadon&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_32" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Hangan&lt;/span&gt; and so on. We saw "&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_33" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Nan ta&lt;/span&gt;" which show is very popular in Korea. It was very excited^^ Our hotel was in &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_34" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Tondemon&lt;/span&gt;, so I and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_35" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Yuki&lt;/span&gt; made a night of it. We had a &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_36" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;realy&lt;/span&gt; good time there.&lt;br /&gt;Winter*.. I worked as a short term stuff at &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_37" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Kurea&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_38" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Sanrio&lt;/span&gt;. I sold Christmas card and Christmas gift at &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_39" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Kurea&lt;/span&gt;. I had a nice time. And 25&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_40" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;, I went to movie with my mother. We saw "&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_41" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Nodame&lt;/span&gt; cantabile". It was very fun^^ And I went to &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_42" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Kurea&lt;/span&gt; for eat dinner with &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_43" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Aya&lt;/span&gt;. 26&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_44" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;, I pound steamed rice into cake with friends and mothers. And I went to a town with &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_45" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Chika&lt;/span&gt;. We talked a lot of things at Mr.&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_46" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Donuts&lt;/span&gt;. Then I met &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_47" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Yuki&lt;/span&gt; on my way home! We enjoyed stand talking. 27t&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_48" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;h&lt;/span&gt;, I went to movie with my mother. We saw "STRONG WORLD" which movie is ONE PIECE Film. It was very exciting movie!! I love ONE PIECE since I was a elementary school student. This comic is very popular all over the world. I respect &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_49" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Oda&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_50" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Eiichiro&lt;/span&gt; very much^^ He is from &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_51" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Kumamoto&lt;/span&gt;!!! I want to see him someday. And 28&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_52" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;, I went to dinner with my old friends. We went to dinner and Karaoke, we had a blast all night long^^ Today is New Year's Eve!! &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_53" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Yoi&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_54" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;otoshi&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_55" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;wo&lt;/span&gt;~^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;(520 words)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/939650587736404706-2830217378259982717?l=pinkranjer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkranjer.blogspot.com/feeds/2830217378259982717/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=939650587736404706&amp;postID=2830217378259982717' title='0 件のコメント'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/939650587736404706/posts/default/2830217378259982717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/939650587736404706/posts/default/2830217378259982717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkranjer.blogspot.com/2009/12/hey.html' title='HEY^^'/><author><name>Yoko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06853445502371370418</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-939650587736404706.post-7855866220488537144</id><published>2009-12-21T23:14:00.002+09:00</published><updated>2010-01-06T10:02:21.252+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movie Review'/><title type='text'>Rewrite:MR#6 (Whale Rider)</title><content type='html'>In the small beach village of New Zealand, there was a Maori village which hand down a legend that their ancestral hero, Paikea, was led to this place by a whale. And the head of family keeping protecting the village from generation to generation. One day, the elder son Porourangi, who is the head of family was given twin boy and girl. Only boys can be the head of family, girls can’t be the head of family. But a boy and mother lose their life at the time of birth. He got a shock. Then he leaves his only daughter and he left the village. So the girl was bestowed the name Paikea which is same name with the hero of legend, and she is brought up by her grandparents.&lt;br /&gt;The grandfather who was the head of a family felt strong anger and sorrow that lost his grandchild who should have become his successor. So he couldn’t accept Pai. But he loves her as a grandchild. He took her the school on bicycle everyday.&lt;br /&gt;When Pai became 12 years old, she and boys who boys of the same age are gathered in the village and the training of successor upbringing begins. But Pai is a girl so she was not permitted to participate in the training. She wants to take part in the training very much. So she learns the traditional song and dance in secret with the aid of her uncle and begins the special training of “taiaha” which can be done by only tribal boy from generation to generation.&lt;br /&gt;One day, a lot of whales were tossed up onto the beach. Kolo(her grandfather) and village people try to sent back them to the sea. But it was very difficult so they was going to leave the beach. Then Pai rode on a back of whale to return them to the sea, and the whale which she rode on returns to the sea and the other whales came back to the sea with Pai. Her grandfather come to the realization that Pai is a real successor.&lt;br /&gt;I saw this movie for the first time. The scenery of this movie is very beautiful!! I want to go there someday. I impressed by her speech scene. I can sense her steadfastness to become the head of the family. And I thought that this movie likes The Naushika of wind of valley. My favorite scene is when Pai ride on a whale. I think that this scene is really wonderful. I want to ride a whale once.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;(425 words) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.odeo.com/flash/audio_player_standard_gray.swf" quality="high" allowscriptaccess="always" wmode="transparent" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" flashvars="valid_sample_rate=true&amp;amp;external_url=http://www2.kumagaku.ac.jp/teacher/wink/Tomei1term09/8111 mr6.mp3" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" width="300" height="52"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/939650587736404706-7855866220488537144?l=pinkranjer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkranjer.blogspot.com/feeds/7855866220488537144/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=939650587736404706&amp;postID=7855866220488537144' title='0 件のコメント'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/939650587736404706/posts/default/7855866220488537144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/939650587736404706/posts/default/7855866220488537144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkranjer.blogspot.com/2009/12/rewritemr6-whale-rider.html' title='Rewrite:MR#6 (Whale Rider)'/><author><name>Yoko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06853445502371370418</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-939650587736404706.post-6502368338084200541</id><published>2009-12-15T23:08:00.001+09:00</published><updated>2009-12-15T23:10:20.362+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movie Review'/><title type='text'>Movie Review#6 (Whale Rider)</title><content type='html'>In the small beach village of New Zealand. There were the Maori which hands down the legend that ancestral hero &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Paikea&lt;/span&gt; was led to this place by whale. And the head of family keep protecting the village from generation to generation. One day, an elder son &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Porourangi&lt;/span&gt; who is the head of the head of family was given twin boy and girl. Only boys can be the head of family, girls can’t be the head of family. But a boy and mother lose their life at the time of birth. He was in for a rude awakening. Then he leaves an only daughter and he left the village. So the girl was bestowed the name &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Paikea&lt;/span&gt; which is same name with the hero of legend, and she is brought up by grandparents.&lt;br /&gt;The grandfather of the pie who was the head of a family felt the strong anger and sorrow that lost the grandchild of a boy who should have become a successor. And he &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;couldn't&lt;/span&gt; receive her. But he loves her as a grandchild. He took her on bicycle and took the school to and from everyday.&lt;br /&gt;When &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Pai&lt;/span&gt; became 12 years old, she and boys who of the same age are gathered in the village and the training of successor upbringing begins. But &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Pai&lt;/span&gt; is a girl so she was not permitted participation to the training. She want to take part in the training very much. So she learns a traditional song and dance in secret with the aid of her uncle and begins the special training of “&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;taiaha&lt;/span&gt;” which can play only tribal boy from generation to generation.&lt;br /&gt;One day, a lot of whales were tossed up onto the beach. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Kolo&lt;/span&gt;(her grandfather) and village people try to sent back them to the sea. But it was very difficult so they was going to leave the beach. Then &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Pai&lt;/span&gt; rode on a back of whale to return them to the sea, and the whale which she rode returns to the sea and the other whales came back to the sea with &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Pai&lt;/span&gt;. Her grandfather come to the realization that &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Pai&lt;/span&gt; is a really successor.&lt;br /&gt;I saw this movie for the first time. The scenery of this movie is very beautiful!! I want to go there someday. I impressed by her speech scene. I can sense her steadfastness for the head of family. And I thought that this movie likes The &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_11" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Naushika&lt;/span&gt; of wind of valley. My favorite scene is &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_12" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Pai&lt;/span&gt; ride on a whale. I think that this scene is really wonderful. I want to ride a whale once.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;(431 words)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/939650587736404706-6502368338084200541?l=pinkranjer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkranjer.blogspot.com/feeds/6502368338084200541/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=939650587736404706&amp;postID=6502368338084200541' title='0 件のコメント'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/939650587736404706/posts/default/6502368338084200541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/939650587736404706/posts/default/6502368338084200541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkranjer.blogspot.com/2009/12/movie-review6-whale-rider.html' title='Movie Review#6 (Whale Rider)'/><author><name>Yoko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06853445502371370418</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-939650587736404706.post-7907557822404123495</id><published>2009-12-09T10:23:00.002+09:00</published><updated>2010-01-06T10:03:06.044+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movie Review'/><title type='text'>REWRITE  MR #5</title><content type='html'>Phil is a main character is a television weather caster of who actually wants to work as an anchorperson, so he informs the weather forecast in the sulks every day. Then he was asked to report about Groundhog Day (February 2) which is annual an every year. Groundhog Day is a classic event. A Groundhog is an American marmot which comes out of the hole and expects the turn of the year.&lt;br /&gt;He goes to Pennsylvania to broadcast Groundhog Day by relay with the producer (Rita) and the cameraman (Rally). And they stayed at a hick hotel. The next morning, the day of Groundhog Day, he woke up with the alarm which he set at 6:00. And the radio program begins and DJ said “Happy Groundhog Day!!” Phil wake feeling displeased feeling. He took cold water by the trouble of the shower so he has become more and more sullenly. They finished the work, but the weather was a snowstorm. So they stayed overnight at there.&lt;br /&gt;The next morning, Phil wake up at 6:00 again and the radio program began “Happy Groundhog Day!!” which sounds familiar to him. Then he took a shower which was broken. So he took a cold water shower. He spends the same day again!! Then he wakes up the next morning, the date is February 2. It is always February 2. And nobody notices it besides him. He had a neurosis and he try to commit suicide. But he wakes in the bed at 6:00 in the morning. He tends to learn every day. He came to help people so they don’t repeat the same error.&lt;br /&gt;I saw this movie for the first time. I didn’t know what a Groundhog was, so I looked up the Groundhog. It is very cute!! They look like a beaver and a prairie dog. I like this! This movie was very funny and comical. And it is a heartwarming story. My favorite scene is the scene of Phil helps people without notice. I always think “How I wish I could live my life again.” So I envy Phil very much. I thought that it is important to enjoy my everyday!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;(361 words)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.odeo.com/flash/audio_player_standard_gray.swf" quality="high" allowscriptaccess="always" wmode="transparent" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" flashvars="valid_sample_rate=true&amp;amp;external_url=http://www2.kumagaku.ac.jp/teacher/wink/Tomei1term09/8111 mr5.mp3" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" width="300" height="52"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/939650587736404706-7907557822404123495?l=pinkranjer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkranjer.blogspot.com/feeds/7907557822404123495/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=939650587736404706&amp;postID=7907557822404123495' title='0 件のコメント'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/939650587736404706/posts/default/7907557822404123495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/939650587736404706/posts/default/7907557822404123495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkranjer.blogspot.com/2009/12/rewrite-mr-5.html' title='REWRITE  MR #5'/><author><name>Yoko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06853445502371370418</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-939650587736404706.post-2820348008396581534</id><published>2009-12-07T01:34:00.003+09:00</published><updated>2009-12-07T01:40:03.152+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movie Review'/><title type='text'>Movie Review#5 (Groundhog Day)</title><content type='html'>Fill is a main character is the weather caster of a television who actually wants to work as an anchorperson, so he informs the weather forecast in the sulks every day. Then he was asked for a report about Groundhog Day (February 2) which is annual every year. Groundhog Day is a classic event. Groundhog is an American marmot which comes out of the hole and expects the turn of the tide.&lt;br /&gt;He goes to Pennsylvania to broadcast Groundhog Day by relay with the producer (Rita) and the cameraman (rally). And they stayed at a hick hotel. The next morning, the day of Groundhog Day, he woke up with the alarm which he set at 6:00. And the radio program begins and DJ said “Happy Groundhog Day!!” Fill wake for a displeased feeling. He took cold water by the trouble of the shower so he has become more and more sullenly. They finished the work, but the weather was the snowstorm. So they stayed overnight at there.&lt;br /&gt;The next morning, Fill wake up at 6:00 and the radio program began “Happy Groundhog Day!!” which sounds familiar to him. Then he took a shower which was broken. So he took cold water. He spends the same day again!! Then he wake on the next morning, the date is February 2. On both a following day and a following day, it is ever February 2. And nobody notices it besides him. He had a neurosis and he try to suicide. But he wakes in the bed at 6:00 in the morning. He learns from same every day. He came to help people to don’t duplicate the same error.&lt;br /&gt;I saw this movie for the first time. I &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;didn&lt;/span&gt;’t know what a Groundhog is, so I examined for the Groundhog. It is very cute!! They look like a beaver and a prairie dog. I like this! This movie was very funny and comical. And it is a heartwarming story. My favorite scene is the scene of Fill helps people without notice. I always think that “How I wish I could live my life again.” So I envy Fill very much. I thought that it is important to enjoy my everyday!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;(367 words)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/939650587736404706-2820348008396581534?l=pinkranjer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkranjer.blogspot.com/feeds/2820348008396581534/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=939650587736404706&amp;postID=2820348008396581534' title='0 件のコメント'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/939650587736404706/posts/default/2820348008396581534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/939650587736404706/posts/default/2820348008396581534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkranjer.blogspot.com/2009/12/movie-revie5-groundhog-day.html' title='Movie Review#5 (Groundhog Day)'/><author><name>Yoko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06853445502371370418</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-939650587736404706.post-3198891322191420274</id><published>2009-12-03T20:20:00.002+09:00</published><updated>2009-12-07T01:34:20.106+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Speaking'/><title type='text'>Speaking discussion(・m・) 2</title><content type='html'>We discussed the speaking presentation each other with Misaki's group. Their theme is facilities of the university nature. Their topic is "Let's make a park in the university". If there is the park in the university, students can enjoy in the park. For example, they can enjoy cricket or exercise, enjoy have a lunch, talking and so on. I thought that their topic and opinion is very nice. I enjoy talking in the park too^^ And we can refresh by a fountain in the park. But I thought that the park will be gradually pollute by students. In my opinion, many students throw rubbish anywhere. So it is anxiety for the park filled with a lot of rubbish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;(120 words)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/939650587736404706-3198891322191420274?l=pinkranjer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkranjer.blogspot.com/feeds/3198891322191420274/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=939650587736404706&amp;postID=3198891322191420274' title='1 件のコメント'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/939650587736404706/posts/default/3198891322191420274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/939650587736404706/posts/default/3198891322191420274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkranjer.blogspot.com/2009/12/speaking-discussionm-2.html' title='Speaking discussion(・m・) 2'/><author><name>Yoko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06853445502371370418</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-939650587736404706.post-5122994589965871875</id><published>2009-12-02T10:00:00.007+09:00</published><updated>2009-12-20T01:03:05.133+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Speaking'/><title type='text'>Our Speaking Topic..(・m・)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Our group's topic is "Facilities (lockers and others)". We have a 11 questions^^&lt;br /&gt;1. Do you always take many baggage?&lt;br /&gt;2. Do you think that you need a locker?&lt;br /&gt;3. Why do you think so?&lt;br /&gt;4. Where do you want to set up locker?&lt;br /&gt;5. How do you use it?&lt;br /&gt;6. Have you stolen your umbrella?&lt;br /&gt;7. Do you think that you need a free umbrella?&lt;br /&gt;8. Where do you wan to set up a free umbrella?&lt;br /&gt;9. Do you want charger of cell phone in the university?&lt;br /&gt;10. What is in really trouble before, when you cell phone has burned?&lt;br /&gt;11. Do you want to use these even if they are not free service?&lt;br /&gt;According to the survey, a lot of students have many baggage everyday so they want more lockers in the university. There are some lockers in &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;KGU&lt;/span&gt; but these are fill up soon, so almost students can't use this. All of students want more lockers in the university. They want lockers at a nearby parking area for bicycles, the student union, classroom, and so on. Buy the way, have you ever stolen your umbrella? There are a lot of students have stolen their umbrella by unexpected rain. So we need a free umbrella service at the front of classroom, the student union, and the library. I agree with their voice! It is very &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;convenient&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Finally&lt;/span&gt;, we think that we depend on cell phone everyday, for example, we get many &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;information&lt;/span&gt; by cell phone, we can keep in touch with friends and family anytime. And we think all of students bring their cell phone to &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;the&lt;/span&gt; university. Then many students have been in trouble that their cell phone has burned out in the university. When their cell phone burned out, they can't send e-mail or call their friends or family. It is very &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;inconvenient&lt;/span&gt;. So we want a charger of cell phone in the university. On investigation, there are a lot of students want such services. But if these services are not free, all of students don't want use these.&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for reading^^ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;(352 words)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/939650587736404706-5122994589965871875?l=pinkranjer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkranjer.blogspot.com/feeds/5122994589965871875/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=939650587736404706&amp;postID=5122994589965871875' title='1 件のコメント'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/939650587736404706/posts/default/5122994589965871875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/939650587736404706/posts/default/5122994589965871875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkranjer.blogspot.com/2009/12/speaking.html' title='Our Speaking Topic..(・m・)'/><author><name>Yoko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06853445502371370418</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-939650587736404706.post-5084665818288547827</id><published>2009-11-30T01:42:00.002+09:00</published><updated>2009-11-30T01:45:23.623+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Speaking'/><title type='text'>Speaking Presentation(Booms)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UYd483O3DmA/SxKk9-63oCI/AAAAAAAAAIk/S6eynsf4oEQ/s1600/totoro.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409567487194275874" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UYd483O3DmA/SxKk9-63oCI/AAAAAAAAAIk/S6eynsf4oEQ/s200/totoro.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hi. I'm going to tell you about the boom of Japan. Recently, there are a lot of booms in Japan. For example, Konkatsu, Otomen, Sosyoku Danshi, Comics, Korean stars and so on. Konkatsu is the abbreviation of Kekkon Katsudou. This activity is necessary to marriage. Otomen is a boy who likes cooking, sewing. Sosyoku Danshi is not aggressive. They are the opposite of Nikusyoku Danshi. Japanese comics are popular all over the world. Especially, Naruto, ONE PIECE, BLEACH are very popular.&lt;br /&gt;Then I introduce Kyara ben. Kyara ben is the abbreviation of "the character lunch" which did the figures such as television or the animated cartoon in a lunch. It looks very cute and funny. This is a kind of a lunch box prepared by loving wife. Kyara ben is very popular among children, mother, and girls. And now, mother came to make the lunch which used the characters such as "bear" or "An pan-Man". I make good use of dying, tweezers, scissors and create character to materials with an omelet, a cucumber, paste, sausage, a mini-tomato and so on. Recently, a lot of books of Kyara ben is published and many housewife write blogging about Kyara ben and put the photograph on the blog. Kyara ben is not easy to make. But many people try to make it. I would like to make Kyara ben someday. Thank you!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;(232 words)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/939650587736404706-5084665818288547827?l=pinkranjer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkranjer.blogspot.com/feeds/5084665818288547827/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=939650587736404706&amp;postID=5084665818288547827' title='2 件のコメント'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/939650587736404706/posts/default/5084665818288547827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/939650587736404706/posts/default/5084665818288547827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkranjer.blogspot.com/2009/11/hi.html' title='Speaking Presentation(Booms)'/><author><name>Yoko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06853445502371370418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UYd483O3DmA/SxKk9-63oCI/AAAAAAAAAIk/S6eynsf4oEQ/s72-c/totoro.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-939650587736404706.post-2049639676478056104</id><published>2009-11-29T13:57:00.002+09:00</published><updated>2009-11-29T15:07:55.849+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Diary'/><title type='text'>Recently..</title><content type='html'>My personal computer was broken of late, so I couldn't write blogging. I am going to write how I've been getting along^^&lt;br /&gt;November 18th.. My best friend, Yuki baked a cheese cake for me. It was a birthday cake! It was very very delicious. She is good at make sweets. For example, cream puff, pudding, sweet potato, apple pie, and cheese cake. I was very happy^^ And I went to Tsuruya with my friend, Akane. We went to an area for special sales at a department store. There took place an exhibition of the product of Hokkaido. There were a lot of food of Hpkkaido. And there were a lot of people! We bought cheese and chocolate. We had a very good time^^ 19th.. Tomoko baked a cake for me. It was very nice. I ate it with my friends. Thank you Tomoko^^ I felt very happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;(149 words)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/939650587736404706-2049639676478056104?l=pinkranjer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkranjer.blogspot.com/feeds/2049639676478056104/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=939650587736404706&amp;postID=2049639676478056104' title='0 件のコメント'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/939650587736404706/posts/default/2049639676478056104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/939650587736404706/posts/default/2049639676478056104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkranjer.blogspot.com/2009/11/recently.html' title='Recently..'/><author><name>Yoko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06853445502371370418</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-939650587736404706.post-2951469036019992220</id><published>2009-11-29T13:54:00.003+09:00</published><updated>2010-01-06T10:03:45.765+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movie Review'/><title type='text'>Movie Review#4 (Drumline)</title><content type='html'>This story is a youth story. The main character is Devon. He inherits a trait or talent from the talent of the music of father and has talent of genius as a marching drummer. And Lee has an eye on his talent of marching drummer. Lee is a manager of the marching band club of A &amp;amp; T University. And Devon is spotted and recruited as a music scholarship student in A &amp;amp; T University. There is an excellent marching drum club in A &amp;amp; T University. The marching drum club performs splendid drums technique and a daring performance in good order for 12 minutes of the halftime of the sporting event, and back up it. A lot of schools bet a championship and honor and youth. And A &amp;amp; T University’s biggest rival school is Maurice Brown University.&lt;br /&gt;Devon became a member of the marching club, and he shows the great technique of a snare drum. Devon overwhelms Jason, Charles, and the teammate, and he appeals to them for presence. Devon is very kind, but he is full of conceit and overconfidence. And he is egocentric so he also trouble with his teammate. In addition, it turned out that he can’t read music. The rule of the marching club is to read music. This rule is the condition of the member. Therefore Lee lets him drop out of the marching club.&lt;br /&gt;Then he is scouted by Mr. Wade. He is a manager of the marching band in Maurice Brown. He makes a point of more showy performance than music sense. Devon wavered between accepting his scout and refusing it. But he was disappointed in his snobbery. He comes to his senses and he returned to the band after starting study to read music. He could not participate in the meeting, but brought A&amp;amp;T University into a draw with Maurice Brown University. A&amp;amp;T University fought with Maurice Brown University in the finals. Devon participated in the finals, and the team won the championship.&lt;br /&gt;It was very cool movie. I was impressed by the scene which is the showdown of drum. This scene was very powerful. And I want to play drum and join a marching band. But I think that it is very difficult for me!! I like music very much. This movie was interesting for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;(387 words)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.odeo.com/flash/audio_player_standard_gray.swf" quality="high" allowscriptaccess="always" wmode="transparent" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" flashvars="valid_sample_rate=true&amp;amp;external_url=http://www2.kumagaku.ac.jp/teacher/wink/Tomei1term09/8111 mr4.mp3" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" width="300" height="52"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/939650587736404706-2951469036019992220?l=pinkranjer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkranjer.blogspot.com/feeds/2951469036019992220/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=939650587736404706&amp;postID=2951469036019992220' title='0 件のコメント'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/939650587736404706/posts/default/2951469036019992220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/939650587736404706/posts/default/2951469036019992220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkranjer.blogspot.com/2009/11/movie-revie4-drumline.html' title='Movie Review#4 (Drumline)'/><author><name>Yoko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06853445502371370418</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-939650587736404706.post-6647525492029431879</id><published>2009-11-16T20:55:00.002+09:00</published><updated>2009-11-16T21:21:31.095+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Diary'/><title type='text'>♡♡BIRTHDAY♡♡</title><content type='html'>Today is my birthday!! I am 20 years old. My mother baked a cake^^ And my friends baked a cheese cake for me. These were very delicious! And today's speaking class, my friends and teachers sung a birthday song for me!!! I felt very happy!!! Thank you so much!!! I like everyone^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;(52 words)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/939650587736404706-6647525492029431879?l=pinkranjer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkranjer.blogspot.com/feeds/6647525492029431879/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=939650587736404706&amp;postID=6647525492029431879' title='1 件のコメント'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/939650587736404706/posts/default/6647525492029431879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/939650587736404706/posts/default/6647525492029431879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkranjer.blogspot.com/2009/11/birthday.html' title='♡♡BIRTHDAY♡♡'/><author><name>Yoko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06853445502371370418</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-939650587736404706.post-897989804145717461</id><published>2009-11-15T16:27:00.002+09:00</published><updated>2009-11-15T16:29:08.757+09:00</updated><title type='text'>THIS IS IT</title><content type='html'>I went to the movie with my mother last night. We saw "THIS IS IT". It was a very nice movie!!! Michael &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Jackson&lt;/span&gt; was very cool. It was really great. If you have a free time, please see this movie^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;(40 words)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/939650587736404706-897989804145717461?l=pinkranjer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkranjer.blogspot.com/feeds/897989804145717461/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=939650587736404706&amp;postID=897989804145717461' title='1 件のコメント'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/939650587736404706/posts/default/897989804145717461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/939650587736404706/posts/default/897989804145717461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkranjer.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-went-to-movie-with-my-mother-last.html' title='THIS IS IT'/><author><name>Yoko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06853445502371370418</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-939650587736404706.post-3758279097019292391</id><published>2009-11-14T19:29:00.007+09:00</published><updated>2009-11-18T09:47:38.441+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movie Review'/><title type='text'>Movie Review#3 (Cars)</title><content type='html'>This is the story of cars. The main character is Macqueen, and he is a racing car, a roadster. It is an original model by Pixar. He is a rookie and he always flattered himself, and he has a lot of fans. But he has trouble associating with others, and he is very selfish. He always takes independent action. He takes aim at the champion ship of The Piston Cup. The Piston Cup is considered to be the greatest form of car racing. And the final game takes place in California.&lt;br /&gt;But he was separated from his group on his way to California. He was lost in a small town along Route 66. He got all shook up and he damaged a road in the small town. Then he was ordered to restore of the road for disciplinary reasons by Hudson. Hudson is a doctor and a judge in the small town. Macqueen wants to leave the town as soon as possible. But he has to work in the small town.&lt;br /&gt;He starts to restoration in bad humor. And then he meets a lot of various cars. For example, a peace officer’s car, an owner of tire shop, a fire engine, a breakdown lorry, a Porsche and so on. The breakdown lorry’s name is Mater, he is Macqueen’s best friend. And he fall in love with Sally, who is a Porsche. In the past, he had trouble associating with others. But he realizes the existence of family love and friendship through the medium of encounters with various cars.&lt;br /&gt;I saw this movie when I was a high school student. I was impressed by the last scene of this movie. The last scene is a car race scene. I could feel a sense of speed from this last scene. But I don’t like this movie. I don’t know kind of cars very well. And I am indifferent to car race, so I was sleepy while I watched this movie. This movie is popular among children and boys. My friends also like this movie. It was a very fun and exciting movie. And I thought that this movie is aimed at boys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;(360 words) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.odeo.com/flash/audio_player_standard_gray.swf" quality="high" allowscriptaccess="always" wmode="transparent" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" flashvars="valid_sample_rate=true&amp;amp;external_url=http://www2.kumagaku.ac.jp/teacher/wink/Tomei1term09/8111 mr3.mp3" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" width="300" height="52"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/939650587736404706-3758279097019292391?l=pinkranjer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkranjer.blogspot.com/feeds/3758279097019292391/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=939650587736404706&amp;postID=3758279097019292391' title='0 件のコメント'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/939650587736404706/posts/default/3758279097019292391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/939650587736404706/posts/default/3758279097019292391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkranjer.blogspot.com/2009/11/movie-review3-cars.html' title='Movie Review#3 (Cars)'/><author><name>Yoko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06853445502371370418</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-939650587736404706.post-6131329873577258504</id><published>2009-11-08T11:10:00.004+09:00</published><updated>2009-11-08T12:56:00.481+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Book review 2'/><title type='text'>BOOK REVIEW #7 (The Burglar's Breakfast)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UYd483O3DmA/SvZBNPhEoQI/AAAAAAAAAIc/tGkEH1xts0o/s1600-h/41V41C5Y1YL__SL500_AA240_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401576498836840706" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UYd483O3DmA/SvZBNPhEoQI/AAAAAAAAAIc/tGkEH1xts0o/s200/41V41C5Y1YL__SL500_AA240_.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Alfie Briggs was a burglar. After hard night, Alfie liked to go home to a tasty breakfast. Breakfast was his main meal of the day. He always ate at least three courses. Alfie's stomach gave a hungry growl. It was time for breakfast. He hunted high and low. But he couldn't find the cornflakes. Just then, he noticed a trail of cornflakes leading out of the door and up the street. Someone had stolen Alfie's cornflakes He decided to track down the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;thief&lt;/span&gt; and get back his breakfast. He followed the trail into the park. Suddenly, he came face to face with the thief. The chief was a goat! On his way home, he thought about what he'd have for breakfast instead of cornflakes. Then he saw a fox, and the fox ate some eggs. But it was Alfie's egg. The fox ran off. Alfie was cross. And he went home, he was going to eat sardines and waffles. But these were eaten by mouses. He sighed. Then he was going to eat a big juicy grapefruit, and he put sugar on the grapefruit. But there were a lot of ants. He can't eat grapefruit without sugar. At last, he went to cafe. Then he glanced at a newspaper and he found a new job. It was a detective. He was good at find a culprit, so he changed his job.&lt;br /&gt;I read this book. This is a very funny story. It is interesting that the chief changed his job to a culprit. And I thought that he was so unlucky. Because his all his breakfast was eaten by someone. Breakfast is very important for everyone^^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;(282 words)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/939650587736404706-6131329873577258504?l=pinkranjer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkranjer.blogspot.com/feeds/6131329873577258504/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=939650587736404706&amp;postID=6131329873577258504' title='0 件のコメント'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/939650587736404706/posts/default/6131329873577258504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/939650587736404706/posts/default/6131329873577258504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkranjer.blogspot.com/2009/11/book-review-7-burglars-breakfast.html' title='BOOK REVIEW #7 (The Burglar&apos;s Breakfast)'/><author><name>Yoko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06853445502371370418</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/_UYd483O3DmA/SvZBNPhEoQI/AAAAAAAAAIc/tGkEH1xts0o/s72-c/41V41C5Y1YL__SL500_AA240_.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-939650587736404706.post-8342958496083552983</id><published>2009-11-07T15:31:00.003+09:00</published><updated>2009-11-07T17:23:41.461+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Book review 2'/><title type='text'>BOOK REVIEW #6 (The Frog Prince)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UYd483O3DmA/SvUuegR0qcI/AAAAAAAAAIU/8Rl80pW69PM/s1600-h/51h8Ii6w9wL__SL160_AA115_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 143px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 155px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401274429696420290" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UYd483O3DmA/SvUuegR0qcI/AAAAAAAAAIU/8Rl80pW69PM/s200/51h8Ii6w9wL__SL160_AA115_.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Princess Poppy have to marry Prince Humperdink. But she don't like him, so she was furious. She ran down the path to the palace pond, throwing and catching her ball as she went. Poppy was so cross, she didn't see the wobbly stone and she slipped and fell into the pond. Her beautiful golden ball flew out of her hands. It disappeared into the deep, dark pond. The ball is her treasure, so she looked for the ball. Then the frog find the ball and help her. The frog can speak, Poppy was very surprised. And the frog said "Promise that you will let me live in your palace. I want to sleep on your silken pillow." Poppy was unwilling to promise. One day, the frog came to her room. But Poppy dropped the frog in the darkest, most distant corner of her room. The frog said "You promised I could sleep on your silken pillow." Then Poppy strode over to the frog, picked him up and threw him out of her window. There was a long silence, followed by a long splat. Poppy suddenly realized what she'd done. She was horrified. She raced down the stairs as fast as her legs could carry her. Outside, the frog was lying sprawled on the palace lawn. Poppy picked up him up. "Are you all right?" she whispered. The frog said "Yes." Poppy apologized to him and she bent down and kissed him. There was a loud crash of thunder, followed by a shower of sparks. The frog had vanished. In his place stood a handsome young prince. A wicked witch cast an evil spell on him. And Poppy and the prince got marry.&lt;br /&gt;I thought that this story is very fancy. And it is amazing that the frog is a handsome young prince! But it is unthinkable to me that she kissed the frog. I can't kiss the frog. I don't like frogs..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;(327 words)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/939650587736404706-8342958496083552983?l=pinkranjer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkranjer.blogspot.com/feeds/8342958496083552983/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=939650587736404706&amp;postID=8342958496083552983' title='0 件のコメント'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/939650587736404706/posts/default/8342958496083552983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/939650587736404706/posts/default/8342958496083552983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkranjer.blogspot.com/2009/11/book-review-6-frog-prince.html' title='BOOK REVIEW #6 (The Frog Prince)'/><author><name>Yoko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06853445502371370418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UYd483O3DmA/SvUuegR0qcI/AAAAAAAAAIU/8Rl80pW69PM/s72-c/51h8Ii6w9wL__SL160_AA115_.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-939650587736404706.post-9075504001963459075</id><published>2009-11-04T20:42:00.004+09:00</published><updated>2009-11-07T15:31:02.261+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Book review 2'/><title type='text'>BOOK REVIEW #5 (Stories of Mermaids)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UYd483O3DmA/SvUUGpH0KEI/AAAAAAAAAIM/jSjzBD3zgUc/s1600-h/5164GEE97BL__SL500_AA240_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401245432451180610" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UYd483O3DmA/SvUUGpH0KEI/AAAAAAAAAIM/jSjzBD3zgUc/s200/5164GEE97BL__SL500_AA240_.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Harmony is a cute mermaids, and she lived with her mother at the very bottom of the ocean. She likes to sing a song very much. She tried to keep up their spirits by singing beautiful song. Her voice was so enchanting that passing fish had to stop and listen. One day, her mother woke up shivering all over. She was covered in blue spots and her tongue had turned purple. Harmony rushed to find a doctor. And a doctor said "she is a sick, the only cure is polka dot seaweed, taken twice a day for one week. " The polka dot seaweed is only grows in the Pirates' Graveyard. It is haunted by the ghost of Gingerbeard, he was the fiercest pirate. The thought of visiting the graveyard filled Harmony with fear, but she had no choice. She was swimming nervously between the creepy wrecks. She searched countless ship without luck. At last, she find the seaweed. Suddenly, Gingerbeard's ghost appeared! And he grabbed her roughly and locked her in a cabin. Harmony felt terrible. She tried to cheer herself up by singing. Her lovely voice floated around Gingerbeard's ship. As each day passed, he began to feel sorry for Harmony. After a week, he liberates her from the ship. And he gave her a polka dot seaweed and treasures! Harmony's mother was cured and Gingerbreard's gold.&lt;br /&gt;I read this book. I like mermaid very much since I was a child!! So this book was very interesting for me. I thought that Harmony's singing voice was really beautiful. I want to hear her singing voice^^ And I want to swim and explore as a mermaid in the sea.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;(284 words)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/939650587736404706-9075504001963459075?l=pinkranjer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkranjer.blogspot.com/feeds/9075504001963459075/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=939650587736404706&amp;postID=9075504001963459075' title='0 件のコメント'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/939650587736404706/posts/default/9075504001963459075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/939650587736404706/posts/default/9075504001963459075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkranjer.blogspot.com/2009/11/book-review-5-stories-of-mermaids.html' title='BOOK REVIEW #5 (Stories of Mermaids)'/><author><name>Yoko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06853445502371370418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UYd483O3DmA/SvUUGpH0KEI/AAAAAAAAAIM/jSjzBD3zgUc/s72-c/5164GEE97BL__SL500_AA240_.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-939650587736404706.post-638029616648454841</id><published>2009-11-04T09:58:00.004+09:00</published><updated>2009-11-07T15:12:02.382+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Diary'/><title type='text'>Cute goat☆</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UYd483O3DmA/SvUPojY32HI/AAAAAAAAAIE/qQlvB8Qa2fQ/s1600-h/200910281345000.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 180px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 229px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401240517469526130" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UYd483O3DmA/SvUPojY32HI/AAAAAAAAAIE/qQlvB8Qa2fQ/s200/200910281345000.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This picture is a park near my house. There are some animals, two goats, ass, and chickens. They are very cute^^ They are local idol. Everyone can feeding without any inhibition. And this goat's name is Hanako. I like animals very much. But I am afraid of the goat, Hanako. I was bitten my skirt and a straw hat by Hanako when I was a child, so I can't get at her. But she looks very cute, isn't it?^^ I like this park very much.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;(88 words)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/939650587736404706-638029616648454841?l=pinkranjer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkranjer.blogspot.com/feeds/638029616648454841/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=939650587736404706&amp;postID=638029616648454841' title='1 件のコメント'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/939650587736404706/posts/default/638029616648454841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/939650587736404706/posts/default/638029616648454841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkranjer.blogspot.com/2009/11/cute-goat.html' title='Cute goat☆'/><author><name>Yoko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06853445502371370418</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/_UYd483O3DmA/SvUPojY32HI/AAAAAAAAAIE/qQlvB8Qa2fQ/s72-c/200910281345000.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-939650587736404706.post-4398377290841516884</id><published>2009-11-02T21:20:00.003+09:00</published><updated>2009-11-04T09:26:30.020+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Diary'/><title type='text'>Today</title><content type='html'>Last night, I went to Hakaichi with my friends, Aya. We talked a lot of things. Aya is very funny, so I often laughed. I like her very much. And her younger sister working part time as a staff in there. And she serves us dessert. It was very delicious. We had a very good time there.&lt;br /&gt;Today, I went to a school festival of Kumamaoto University with my friend, Tomoko. We ate a crepe. It was nice. But today was very cold, so we went back soon. It was very exciting, but I thought that a school festival of KGU is more exciting^^ I like KGU~^^ Hahaha.. Then I met Eri, Hikari, Matsuri. And I heard a very good news. Eri got a new boyfriend^^ I know her boyfriend, he is very cool. I wish her good luck!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;(139 words)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/939650587736404706-4398377290841516884?l=pinkranjer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkranjer.blogspot.com/feeds/4398377290841516884/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=939650587736404706&amp;postID=4398377290841516884' title='0 件のコメント'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/939650587736404706/posts/default/4398377290841516884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/939650587736404706/posts/default/4398377290841516884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkranjer.blogspot.com/2009/11/today.html' title='Today'/><author><name>Yoko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06853445502371370418</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-939650587736404706.post-3455877698298827765</id><published>2009-11-02T19:13:00.004+09:00</published><updated>2009-11-02T21:15:05.777+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Book review 2'/><title type='text'>BOOK REVIEW #4 (The Billy Goats Gruff)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UYd483O3DmA/Su7NJXf_QuI/AAAAAAAAAH8/DuRJ8a3xu58/s1600-h/1584.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 134px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399478564074504930" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UYd483O3DmA/Su7NJXf_QuI/AAAAAAAAAH8/DuRJ8a3xu58/s200/1584.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Once upon a time, three billy &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;goats&lt;/span&gt; lived on a firm. They were brothers, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Beanine&lt;/span&gt;, Bertie, and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Biffer&lt;/span&gt;. And their last name was Gruff. One winter, there was very little food on the farm. So they decided to move another mountain. Then Beanie and Bertie had to learn to climb up hills. After a few days, they were both excellent climbers. Finally, the brothers had to pack for their journey. At last, the Billy Goats Gruff were ready to set off. All the farm animals came to say goodbye. They pass through the Dark Forest, and they headed to the river. Beanie crossing the bridge. Then a large, green hand smashed through the wooden planks and grabbed Beanie's leg. There was a fat and warty troll. "Please don't eat me! I'm only a little goat. My big &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;brother&lt;/span&gt; is coming behind me. He'll be much tastier than me!" cried Beanie. The troll sets him free. He went to hide in some bushes. Then Bertie crossing the bridge, and he peered over the bridge and scared. And he said "My big brother is much tastier than me!" The troll set him free. At last, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Biffer&lt;/span&gt; crossing the bridge. And he lowered his head and caught the troll on his horns. He whacked the troll into the river. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Beanine&lt;/span&gt; and Bertie ran up to him and a lot of animals came out of the forest. They skipped across the bridge. And they lived happily in there.&lt;br /&gt;I read this book. I thought that &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Biffer&lt;/span&gt; is very cool!!! But I found that it heartless for &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Beanine&lt;/span&gt; and Bertie to walk out on his brother... This book was interesting for me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;(281 words)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/939650587736404706-3455877698298827765?l=pinkranjer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkranjer.blogspot.com/feeds/3455877698298827765/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=939650587736404706&amp;postID=3455877698298827765' title='0 件のコメント'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/939650587736404706/posts/default/3455877698298827765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/939650587736404706/posts/default/3455877698298827765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkranjer.blogspot.com/2009/11/book-review-4-billy-goats-gruff.html' title='BOOK REVIEW #4 (The Billy Goats Gruff)'/><author><name>Yoko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06853445502371370418</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/_UYd483O3DmA/Su7NJXf_QuI/AAAAAAAAAH8/DuRJ8a3xu58/s72-c/1584.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-939650587736404706.post-2495953836003051190</id><published>2009-11-02T19:02:00.006+09:00</published><updated>2009-12-02T09:57:34.613+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Diary'/><title type='text'>Wedding</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UYd483O3DmA/SxW6WG6Z3_I/AAAAAAAAAI0/0SWz4BIAlc4/s1600/NEC_0087.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410435416330985458" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UYd483O3DmA/SxW6WG6Z3_I/AAAAAAAAAI0/0SWz4BIAlc4/s200/NEC_0087.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UYd483O3DmA/SxW6QKc97mI/AAAAAAAAAIs/XZ7TufGpTbw/s1600/NEC_0068.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410435314202046050" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UYd483O3DmA/SxW6QKc97mI/AAAAAAAAAIs/XZ7TufGpTbw/s200/NEC_0068.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yesterday, I attended a wedding ceremony with my mother. She is my mother's friend's daughter^^ We were playing well together when I was a child. I was moved to tears by herself in a wedding dress. It was really beautiful!!! She wore a snow white wedding dress. And after, she shanged her dress. In a wedding reception, she wore a leopard pattern. It was very cute^^ Her husband looks very kind. And she have been going out with him since they were cllege student. They met on their university.They were students of KGU. And now, their job is a teacher of a nursery school. She looked very happy. And I felt happy to saw such her. Then I want to wear a wedding dress^^!! I wish her happiness. We had a good time theres☆&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;(136 words)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/939650587736404706-2495953836003051190?l=pinkranjer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkranjer.blogspot.com/feeds/2495953836003051190/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=939650587736404706&amp;postID=2495953836003051190' title='0 件のコメント'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/939650587736404706/posts/default/2495953836003051190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/939650587736404706/posts/default/2495953836003051190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkranjer.blogspot.com/2009/11/wedding.html' title='Wedding'/><author><name>Yoko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06853445502371370418</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/_UYd483O3DmA/SxW6WG6Z3_I/AAAAAAAAAI0/0SWz4BIAlc4/s72-c/NEC_0087.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-939650587736404706.post-4073633305881321644</id><published>2009-10-31T21:15:00.002+09:00</published><updated>2009-10-31T21:25:36.215+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Diary'/><title type='text'>Takumasai!!!!</title><content type='html'>Yesterday, I went to a school festival "Takumasai" with Aya, Tomoko, Akane. I saw a lot of friends^^ We ate fried bread ice. It was very delicious!! I had a very good time there^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;(35 words)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/939650587736404706-4073633305881321644?l=pinkranjer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkranjer.blogspot.com/feeds/4073633305881321644/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=939650587736404706&amp;postID=4073633305881321644' title='0 件のコメント'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/939650587736404706/posts/default/4073633305881321644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/939650587736404706/posts/default/4073633305881321644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkranjer.blogspot.com/2009/10/takumasai.html' title='Takumasai!!!!'/><author><name>Yoko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06853445502371370418</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-939650587736404706.post-3973779164208528034</id><published>2009-10-31T20:43:00.003+09:00</published><updated>2009-10-31T21:14:57.309+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Diary'/><title type='text'>29' DIARY☺</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UYd483O3DmA/Suwox-m2QgI/AAAAAAAAAH0/Eg4D1Sleoac/s1600-h/mail.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 124px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 166px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398734892395020802" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UYd483O3DmA/Suwox-m2QgI/AAAAAAAAAH0/Eg4D1Sleoac/s200/mail.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I went for a drive with Tomoko and Akane. We went to Amakusa^^ We saw a beautiful sea. We was healed through the view. We took in the view there and we got back Kumamoto city. And we went to Hakaichi. Hakaichi is a yakitori restaurant. We like yakitori very much^^ We had a very good time!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;(57 words)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/939650587736404706-3973779164208528034?l=pinkranjer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkranjer.blogspot.com/feeds/3973779164208528034/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=939650587736404706&amp;postID=3973779164208528034' title='0 件のコメント'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/939650587736404706/posts/default/3973779164208528034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/939650587736404706/posts/default/3973779164208528034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkranjer.blogspot.com/2009/10/29-diary.html' title='29&apos; DIARY☺'/><author><name>Yoko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06853445502371370418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UYd483O3DmA/Suwox-m2QgI/AAAAAAAAAH0/Eg4D1Sleoac/s72-c/mail.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-939650587736404706.post-6782950013604537441</id><published>2009-10-29T21:52:00.004+09:00</published><updated>2009-10-30T23:38:09.886+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Diary'/><title type='text'>♡I give you my first love♡</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UYd483O3DmA/Sur6SWpDGKI/AAAAAAAAAHs/xsCv06pJCp0/s1600-h/mail.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 117px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 166px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398402296579299490" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UYd483O3DmA/Sur6SWpDGKI/AAAAAAAAAHs/xsCv06pJCp0/s200/mail.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yesterday, I went to the movie with Aya. I met Aya in front of Kurea at 5:50. We saw "I give you my first love". This is a pure love story. It wa very good!!! This movie really moved me. We cride. It was so impressive. Mao Inoue is very cute and Masaki Okada is very cool!!!!!! I like them very much. Then We took purikura. Yesterday, we dressed in matching clothes. It was funny^^ And we went to 31 ice cream. Our friend works at 31 ice cream. We talked at there and ate ice cream. We had a very good time!! I like movie very much.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;(109 words)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/939650587736404706-6782950013604537441?l=pinkranjer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkranjer.blogspot.com/feeds/6782950013604537441/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=939650587736404706&amp;postID=6782950013604537441' title='0 件のコメント'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/939650587736404706/posts/default/6782950013604537441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/939650587736404706/posts/default/6782950013604537441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkranjer.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-give-you-my-first-love.html' title='♡I give you my first love♡'/><author><name>Yoko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06853445502371370418</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/_UYd483O3DmA/Sur6SWpDGKI/AAAAAAAAAHs/xsCv06pJCp0/s72-c/mail.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-939650587736404706.post-6251989553385084278</id><published>2009-10-27T23:00:00.004+09:00</published><updated>2009-11-04T09:54:31.234+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movie Review'/><title type='text'>Movie Review #2 (Mrs.Doubtfire)</title><content type='html'>The main character is Daniel. Daniel dotes on his children. He loved his children very much. He worked as a dubber. He can make proper use of his voice. One day, he was in difficulty with his boss and he was fired from the work. He did nothing but play with his children. On the other hand his wife, Miranda, she is a gifted interior designer. She was disgusted with him.&lt;br /&gt;On his older son’s birthday party, he made a lot of noise with children and animals. And he received a complaint. At last, Miranda asked him for a divorce. As a result of judgment, he lost the right of bringing up his children. And he can see his children only once a week. This result was a terrible shock to him, and his children loved him very much so they were also shocked at the result.&lt;br /&gt;He found employment at a local television station. On the other hand Miranda is starts to see her ex-boy friend, Stewart. Then she looks for a housekeeper who takes care of her children during her absence. Daniel knows that, and he asked his brother to put on a special makeup. His brother’s job is a makeup artist in the movies. He transforms himself into an old woman by wearing special makeup, and he visited Miranda. And he got in right with Miranda, he works as a housekeeper. He works at the local television in the daytime, and works as a housekeeper in the evening. At first he couldn’t do housework, and he became accustomed to the work as a housekeeper. Children gradually become attached to him.&lt;br /&gt;One day, he was invited to meet the president of the television station. But Miranda’s birthday party takes place at the same restaurant and same time. He had to take part in the meeting and party. He went to the restaurant, and he took part in both by changing in and out of his disguise in the bathroom.&lt;br /&gt;Eventually, it came out that Mrs. Doubtfire was Daniel. Then Miranda knew that he has a deep affection for children. And he gets back with his family.&lt;br /&gt;I saw this movie for the first time. This is a comedy movie, it was very funny. This movie told me about love of family. I want a father like Daniel. He cherishes his children very much, and he does anything for his children. But I thought that he overdoes what he called a mobile zoo for his son’s birthday party. And this movie received an Academy Award makeup prize. I was amazed at the special makeup!! I like this movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;(439 words)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.odeo.com/flash/audio_player_standard_gray.swf" quality="high" allowscriptaccess="always" wmode="transparent" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" flashvars="valid_sample_rate=true&amp;amp;external_url=http://www2.kumagaku.ac.jp/teacher/wink/Tomei1term09/8111 mr2.mp3" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" width="300" height="52"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/939650587736404706-6251989553385084278?l=pinkranjer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkranjer.blogspot.com/feeds/6251989553385084278/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=939650587736404706&amp;postID=6251989553385084278' title='0 件のコメント'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/939650587736404706/posts/default/6251989553385084278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/939650587736404706/posts/default/6251989553385084278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkranjer.blogspot.com/2009/10/movie-review-2-mrsdoubt.html' title='Movie Review #2 (Mrs.Doubtfire)'/><author><name>Yoko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06853445502371370418</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-939650587736404706.post-2335067036964906134</id><published>2009-10-26T23:39:00.002+09:00</published><updated>2009-10-27T00:05:53.762+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Diary'/><title type='text'>Ayaaaaaaa♡</title><content type='html'>Today, I went to school by my mother's car. I picked up Aya at a pharmacy near her house. She is the same class^^ I always call her "Ejima". Ejima is very cute girl. She has a fair skin! I envy you;ω; And she is very funny. She always makes me laugh. We went to school at 10:oo, and we went to the library. Then Tomoko and Kohei came to  the library, we worked at reading subject together. It was very difficult! It was too hard for me.. I don't like reading subject and reading class.. Ha ha~ I went to Kurea with Ejima after school. I bought contact lenses. We wanted to buy some clothes, but we enjoyed window shopping^^ And we ate ice cream. We ate a marron taste ice cream. It was good. But Ejima didn't like the ice cream. Ha ha^^  We had very good time. I like her very much!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;(160 words)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/939650587736404706-2335067036964906134?l=pinkranjer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkranjer.blogspot.com/feeds/2335067036964906134/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=939650587736404706&amp;postID=2335067036964906134' title='1 件のコメント'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/939650587736404706/posts/default/2335067036964906134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/939650587736404706/posts/default/2335067036964906134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkranjer.blogspot.com/2009/10/ayaaaaaaa.html' title='Ayaaaaaaa♡'/><author><name>Yoko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06853445502371370418</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-939650587736404706.post-8070110624074542192</id><published>2009-10-25T22:59:00.004+09:00</published><updated>2009-10-25T23:41:40.321+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Diary'/><title type='text'>Yesterday☆</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UYd483O3DmA/SuRjdeS8qVI/AAAAAAAAAHk/-RLGYBF5Vuo/s1600-h/mail.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 124px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 166px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396547611496589650" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UYd483O3DmA/SuRjdeS8qVI/AAAAAAAAAHk/-RLGYBF5Vuo/s320/mail.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UYd483O3DmA/SuRjZdB-jqI/AAAAAAAAAHc/Coxnx-ZEZAQ/s1600-h/mail1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 124px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 166px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396547542437498530" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UYd483O3DmA/SuRjZdB-jqI/AAAAAAAAAHc/Coxnx-ZEZAQ/s320/mail1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I got up at 7:30, and I went to the hospital with my mother. We had a vaccination against influenza! And we went to the community center in Mashiki to study Korean. We study Korean in there twice a month. The teacher is Korean, she is very cute and very kind. I like her very much^^ I went to Ousyou with Tomoko. Tomoko picked up me at Kuwamizu. Thank you!!! Ousyou is a restaurant of gyouza, and this restaurant is very famous. It was very delicious^^ Then we went to karaoke. We had a very good time there. And we went to family mart to pick up Yuki. We went to Shimizu. We saw a night view☆ It was really beautiful! And we ate Sushi^^ We talked a lot of things. We listened to music with driving. I like drive very much. I had very good time♪&lt;br /&gt;(148 words)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/939650587736404706-8070110624074542192?l=pinkranjer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkranjer.blogspot.com/feeds/8070110624074542192/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=939650587736404706&amp;postID=8070110624074542192' title='0 件のコメント'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/939650587736404706/posts/default/8070110624074542192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/939650587736404706/posts/default/8070110624074542192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkranjer.blogspot.com/2009/10/yesterday.html' title='Yesterday☆'/><author><name>Yoko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06853445502371370418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UYd483O3DmA/SuRjdeS8qVI/AAAAAAAAAHk/-RLGYBF5Vuo/s72-c/mail.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-939650587736404706.post-222336619505691757</id><published>2009-10-25T00:30:00.003+09:00</published><updated>2009-10-25T22:59:14.791+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Diary'/><title type='text'>Last Thursday</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UYd483O3DmA/SuRZlFA6czI/AAAAAAAAAHU/qZ7L9GaINDI/s1600-h/mail.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 163px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 227px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396536747032736562" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UYd483O3DmA/SuRZlFA6czI/AAAAAAAAAHU/qZ7L9GaINDI/s320/mail.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Last Thursday, We had no class in the first period and second period. So I went to 31 ice cream shop with Tomoko, Saki, Yui, Kohei, and Yutaro. Tomoko picked up me at my house. I ate magical mint night and rocky road. Magical mint night ice cream is a ice cream of Halloween! It was very delicious^^ And rocky road is a chocolate ice cream. This ice cream is my favorite ice cream! Please eat them when you go to 31 ice cream shop. Then we went to karaoke. I like karaoke very much. We had a very good time there^^ And I went to Kurea to eat dinner with my friends, Aya. We went to same high school. And she is a student of KGU. Her department is a hospitality management. We ate pasta and honey toast. And we talked about love, our future, school life, movies, pet, vacation...and so on. We talked about a lot of things. She is very funny, and she always makes me laugh. I like her very much! Then we bought clothes together^^ It was very good time for me. We are going to go to see a movie next week!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;(199 words)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/939650587736404706-222336619505691757?l=pinkranjer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkranjer.blogspot.com/feeds/222336619505691757/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=939650587736404706&amp;postID=222336619505691757' title='0 件のコメント'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/939650587736404706/posts/default/222336619505691757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/939650587736404706/posts/default/222336619505691757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkranjer.blogspot.com/2009/10/last-thursday.html' title='Last Thursday'/><author><name>Yoko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06853445502371370418</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/_UYd483O3DmA/SuRZlFA6czI/AAAAAAAAAHU/qZ7L9GaINDI/s72-c/mail.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-939650587736404706.post-8328488699105119644</id><published>2009-10-20T18:32:00.003+09:00</published><updated>2009-10-25T00:29:30.023+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Book review 2'/><title type='text'>BOOK REVIEW #3 (The Emperor's New Clothes)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UYd483O3DmA/SuMdPx0otII/AAAAAAAAAHM/yT9W2Yr0n3o/s1600-h/1724.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 213px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396188935429338242" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UYd483O3DmA/SuMdPx0otII/AAAAAAAAAHM/yT9W2Yr0n3o/s320/1724.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Once upon a time, there was an emperor who loved clothes. He liked riding in the park so he could show off his amazing outfits. But the emperor had a problem. The royal procession was in two weeks' time, and he had nothing to wear. The emperor ordered his stylist to find a great clothes maker. His stylist, Boris, spent all day looking for a great clothes maker. Then two strangers rushed to him, and they said " We are the finest clothes maker! Take us to the emperor at once!" Boris took them to the emperor. The strangers said " We make &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;magical&lt;/span&gt; clothes! Our clothes can only be seen by clever people." The emperor was very excited. And he cried them to make a magic suit. He handed them a sack of money. They pretended to take the material, and they cuts in the air with huge scissors and sewed without any thread. And they finish making a magic suit. The emperor couldn't see the magic suit. But he made a pretense to see the suit. Actually, the magic suit was not exist. The emperor didn't notice that they deceive him. And the emperor didn't notice that he is nude. He went to the royal procession, everyone astonished to see the emperor. Then child said "The emperor's got nothing on!" The emperor felt humiliate.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is a famous story. This story is very funny. But I thought that two strangers clothes maker is really cruel to deceive the emperor. And I think that the emperor is an idiot.. I like clothes very much, but I don't think that I want the magic clothe. I want &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;normal&lt;/span&gt; clothes^^; I like this book.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;(286 words)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/939650587736404706-8328488699105119644?l=pinkranjer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkranjer.blogspot.com/feeds/8328488699105119644/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=939650587736404706&amp;postID=8328488699105119644' title='0 件のコメント'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/939650587736404706/posts/default/8328488699105119644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/939650587736404706/posts/default/8328488699105119644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkranjer.blogspot.com/2009/10/book-review-3-emperors-new-clothes.html' title='BOOK REVIEW #3 (The Emperor&apos;s New Clothes)'/><author><name>Yoko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06853445502371370418</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/_UYd483O3DmA/SuMdPx0otII/AAAAAAAAAHM/yT9W2Yr0n3o/s72-c/1724.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-939650587736404706.post-6341818825539806693</id><published>2009-10-13T19:45:00.002+09:00</published><updated>2009-10-13T20:16:42.413+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Book review 2'/><title type='text'>BOOK REVIEW #2 (The fairground ghost)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UYd483O3DmA/StRhb7H2uKI/AAAAAAAAAHE/zABRI2QTi3w/s1600-h/51MCVJB5V7L__BO2,204,203,200_PIsitb-sticker-arrow-click,TopRight,35,-76_AA240_SH20_OU02_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392041786224326818" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UYd483O3DmA/StRhb7H2uKI/AAAAAAAAAHE/zABRI2QTi3w/s320/51MCVJB5V7L__BO2,204,203,200_PIsitb-sticker-arrow-click,TopRight,35,-76_AA240_SH20_OU02_.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jake saw a poster on his way to school. The fair was in town! That night, Jake was so excited and he could hardly sleep. He was looking forward to the fair. On Saturday, he went to the fair with his sister, Marcia, and her boyfriend. They walked into the fairground. But Marcia and her boyfriend went somewhere. Jake was left behind by them. Then Jake found the ghost train. It looked very fun. He rode on the ghost train. With a lurch, the train began to move into a tunnel. There were a lot of imitation ghost and people shrieked. Then Jake saw a little ghost, it was a real ghost. But the little ghost was very cute and it wasn't scary. Jake was laughing as he left train. He talked about the little ghost to the man who is a ghost inspector. The man investigated the little ghost and Jake trained the ghost to scare people. At last, the little ghost was able to scare people. And Jake made friends with the little ghost. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I read this book. But I don't know what is the fair. Do you know the fair? I think that the fair is a sort of festival.. I like the ghost train and haunted house. So this book was very exciting for me. I want to see such a cute ghost.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;(229 words)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/939650587736404706-6341818825539806693?l=pinkranjer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkranjer.blogspot.com/feeds/6341818825539806693/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=939650587736404706&amp;postID=6341818825539806693' title='0 件のコメント'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/939650587736404706/posts/default/6341818825539806693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/939650587736404706/posts/default/6341818825539806693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkranjer.blogspot.com/2009/10/book-review-2-fairground-ghost.html' title='BOOK REVIEW #2 (The fairground ghost)'/><author><name>Yoko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06853445502371370418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UYd483O3DmA/StRhb7H2uKI/AAAAAAAAAHE/zABRI2QTi3w/s72-c/51MCVJB5V7L__BO2,204,203,200_PIsitb-sticker-arrow-click,TopRight,35,-76_AA240_SH20_OU02_.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-939650587736404706.post-201665191597164481</id><published>2009-10-13T19:42:00.002+09:00</published><updated>2009-10-13T19:45:23.762+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Diary'/><title type='text'>TAKOPA♡♡</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UYd483O3DmA/StRaDTIl0CI/AAAAAAAAAG8/UKIciGqbwb8/s1600-h/200910131908000.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392033666591739938" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 191px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 231px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UYd483O3DmA/StRaDTIl0CI/AAAAAAAAAG8/UKIciGqbwb8/s320/200910131908000.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UYd483O3DmA/StRZ8mrxECI/AAAAAAAAAG0/1AoTLkNFxuQ/s1600-h/200910111412000.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392033551580467234" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UYd483O3DmA/StRZ8mrxECI/AAAAAAAAAG0/1AoTLkNFxuQ/s320/200910111412000.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Last Sunday, I went to Aya's House. We cooked takoyaki! Aya is very good at cook takoyaki. It was very delicious!!! We challenged various taste. We put cheese and rice cake, red pepper, snacks, and chocolate in takoyaki. Snacks were not good. But cheese and rice cake was really good. We ate a lot of takoyaki(;;) We had a very good time^^ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;(63 words) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/939650587736404706-201665191597164481?l=pinkranjer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkranjer.blogspot.com/feeds/201665191597164481/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=939650587736404706&amp;postID=201665191597164481' title='1 件のコメント'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/939650587736404706/posts/default/201665191597164481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/939650587736404706/posts/default/201665191597164481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkranjer.blogspot.com/2009/10/takopa.html' title='TAKOPA♡♡'/><author><name>Yoko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06853445502371370418</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/_UYd483O3DmA/StRaDTIl0CI/AAAAAAAAAG8/UKIciGqbwb8/s72-c/200910131908000.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-939650587736404706.post-5904503018198417591</id><published>2009-10-06T21:09:00.009+09:00</published><updated>2009-10-21T10:01:05.731+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movie Review'/><title type='text'>Movie Review #1 (Mr.Incredible)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UYd483O3DmA/SstFx00PK3I/AAAAAAAAAGM/CtBWtUD3A4Y/s1600-h/200833113184286779.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389478101372578674" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 220px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 311px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UYd483O3DmA/SstFx00PK3I/AAAAAAAAAGM/CtBWtUD3A4Y/s320/200833113184286779.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; There were the times when super heroes played an active part in the world once. Above all, a Mr. Incredible played an active part most. He played an active part for the peace of people with various other super heroes day and night. For example, saves the cat which was not able to go down on a tree, catches an escaping criminal, saves a suicide with catching safe robbery, and prevents a train accident and so on. The living of the hero was substantial in his way. But there was a troublesome thing. It is that the boy who long for Mr. Incredible and calls himself "an incredible boy". One day, super heroes complained from people who were helped by heroes. At last, the government draws a conclusion in a storm of booing. It is prohibition of the activity as the super hero. Instead of exempting from various damages, put a ban on the activity as the super heroes. They had to live with hide their identity. 15 years later, Mr. Incredible works at an insurance office. It is a very dreary day for him. He wants to play an active part as a super hero again. One day, he fired from a company. He came back home, and he found a package. It was a mysterious panel. And it was from Mirage. She asked him to lend the power of super hero. And she said that reward him for his service. Of course he took on the work. But it is the trap of the enemy. The enemy was Mr. incredible boy! He has a grudge against Mr. Incredible, and he going to revenge. Mr. Incredible was driven into a corner. And he tried to conquer the world. Then his family came there for help him. All his family has the power of super hero. They are very strong! They helped Mr. Incredible and fought with Mr. Incredible boy. Finally, Mr. Incredible and his family saved the world!&lt;br /&gt;This movie is my favorite movie since I was a high school student. I felt love and the bond of family from this story. I love this movie! And I thought that I want to be a super hero.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;(368 words) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.odeo.com/flash/audio_player_standard_gray.swf" quality="high" allowscriptaccess="always" wmode="transparent" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" flashvars="valid_sample_rate=true&amp;amp;external_url=http://www2.kumagaku.ac.jp/teacher/wink/Tomei1term09/8111 mr1.mp3" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" width="300" height="52"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/939650587736404706-5904503018198417591?l=pinkranjer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkranjer.blogspot.com/feeds/5904503018198417591/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=939650587736404706&amp;postID=5904503018198417591' title='0 件のコメント'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/939650587736404706/posts/default/5904503018198417591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/939650587736404706/posts/default/5904503018198417591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkranjer.blogspot.com/2009/10/movie-revie1-mrincredible.html' title='Movie Review #1 (Mr.Incredible)'/><author><name>Yoko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06853445502371370418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UYd483O3DmA/SstFx00PK3I/AAAAAAAAAGM/CtBWtUD3A4Y/s72-c/200833113184286779.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-939650587736404706.post-7566851782780960153</id><published>2009-10-06T19:22:00.007+09:00</published><updated>2009-10-20T18:32:05.640+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Book review 2'/><title type='text'>BOOK REVIEW #1 (The Elves and the Shoemaker)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UYd483O3DmA/SsszImHB9tI/AAAAAAAAAGE/oydlxZVAr1o/s1600-h/31ua8J1d0zL__SL500_AA200_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389457601840936658" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UYd483O3DmA/SsszImHB9tI/AAAAAAAAAGE/oydlxZVAr1o/s320/31ua8J1d0zL__SL500_AA200_.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Once upon a time, an old shoemaker lived with his wife. They lived in a room above their workshop. Each day he made shoes. It was very hard work. People loved his shoes. One day, a crafty shoe seller came over in his town. His shoes were badly sewn, with poor leather. But he sold them at a bargain price. So the local people delighted and the cheap shoes shop became popular in no time. And people didn't buy shoes of an old shoemaker's shop. Then they were running out of money. He cut out the shoe shapes and laid them on his work desk. He was so tired and sleepy, so he went to bed. Next morning, he was surprised to look at his desk. There were a perfect pair of shoes! And the wonder continued every day. His shop prospered again. They were very happy. One night, they decided to stay awake and see what happened. They hid behind some coats in the workshop. At midnight, two little elves rushed in the workshop!!! They made a perfect pair of shoes in place of an old shoemaker. And they disappeared at the break of day. The shoemaker and his wife appreciated them very much. And they made clothes for elves. That night, two little elves was pleased very much. And they returned to them world.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I read this book. It is a very wonderful story. I thought that the two elves were very kind!!! I want to see them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;(252 words)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/939650587736404706-7566851782780960153?l=pinkranjer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkranjer.blogspot.com/feeds/7566851782780960153/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=939650587736404706&amp;postID=7566851782780960153' title='0 件のコメント'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/939650587736404706/posts/default/7566851782780960153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/939650587736404706/posts/default/7566851782780960153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkranjer.blogspot.com/2009/10/book-revie-elves-and-shoemaker.html' title='BOOK REVIEW #1 (The Elves and the Shoemaker)'/><author><name>Yoko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06853445502371370418</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/_UYd483O3DmA/SsszImHB9tI/AAAAAAAAAGE/oydlxZVAr1o/s72-c/31ua8J1d0zL__SL500_AA200_.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-939650587736404706.post-3117624637431105420</id><published>2009-10-05T23:03:00.004+09:00</published><updated>2009-10-13T20:25:40.379+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Speaking'/><title type='text'>Speaking Presentation</title><content type='html'>I introduce member of speaking presentation☆&lt;br /&gt;Member is Risa Matsunaga, Machiko Motoda, and Yoko Ueno^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, we decided contents of the presentation. Our presentation about ..&lt;br /&gt;1. Put a locker of individual&lt;br /&gt;2. Add to audio in the library&lt;br /&gt;3. Parking&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We would like to do our best^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;(47 words)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/939650587736404706-3117624637431105420?l=pinkranjer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkranjer.blogspot.com/feeds/3117624637431105420/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=939650587736404706&amp;postID=3117624637431105420' title='1 件のコメント'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/939650587736404706/posts/default/3117624637431105420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/939650587736404706/posts/default/3117624637431105420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkranjer.blogspot.com/2009/10/speaking-presentation.html' title='Speaking Presentation'/><author><name>Yoko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06853445502371370418</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-939650587736404706.post-4621321568926311412</id><published>2009-10-04T16:52:00.003+09:00</published><updated>2009-10-05T23:02:22.459+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Speaking'/><title type='text'>Speaking</title><content type='html'>☺Which is more refreshing and tasty?I think that kakigori is more refreshing and tasty. I like ice cream very much. But ice cream is rich taste than kakigori. And kakigori is a sweet of ice. It is very cold and delicious. So I think that kakigori is better.&lt;br /&gt;☺Which is better music?I like Jazz music. I think that Rock is very cool. But I can not hear what they sing. And Rock is noisy and hard music for me. Then Jazz is a leisurely music, so I often listen to Jazz when I want to relax. I think that Jazz music makes people relax. So I think that Jazz music is better.&lt;br /&gt;☺Which would be more exciting?In my opinion, a last minute goal (soccer) is more exciting. I like both these game. Basketball is very exciting sport. But I don't know the rule well, and I like soccer than basketball. And soccer game rule is very simple. And player is very cool. So I think that a last minute goal is more exciting than basketball.&lt;br /&gt;☺Which is more useful?In my opinion, a knife is more useful than a spoon. A knife can cut anything. And a knife can protect the body from danger. It is very useful! But a spoon, I use it only at meals. So I think that a knife is more useful than spoon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;(232 words)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/939650587736404706-4621321568926311412?l=pinkranjer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkranjer.blogspot.com/feeds/4621321568926311412/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=939650587736404706&amp;postID=4621321568926311412' title='3 件のコメント'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/939650587736404706/posts/default/4621321568926311412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/939650587736404706/posts/default/4621321568926311412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkranjer.blogspot.com/2009/10/speaking_04.html' title='Speaking'/><author><name>Yoko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06853445502371370418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-939650587736404706.post-5073319165182834321</id><published>2009-10-04T16:33:00.002+09:00</published><updated>2009-10-04T16:52:21.288+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Diary'/><title type='text'>September 26.27' diary☆</title><content type='html'>☆26☆I went to the zoo with my friend, Akane. We love animals very much!!! We enjoyed very much^^ I want to there again.&lt;br /&gt;☆27☆ I went to karaoke with Rie. She is my best friend. She goes to BELeBEL. So her nail is always cute!!! And she is very cute girl, and very kind. I like her very much. We went to karaoke, Mr.doughnut, Tsutaya, and so on. And we went to daie- to take purikura. We had a very good time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;(84 words)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/939650587736404706-5073319165182834321?l=pinkranjer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkranjer.blogspot.com/feeds/5073319165182834321/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=939650587736404706&amp;postID=5073319165182834321' title='0 件のコメント'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/939650587736404706/posts/default/5073319165182834321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/939650587736404706/posts/default/5073319165182834321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkranjer.blogspot.com/2009/10/september-2627-diary.html' title='September 26.27&apos; diary☆'/><author><name>Yoko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06853445502371370418</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-939650587736404706.post-3499285284408374526</id><published>2009-10-04T16:09:00.003+09:00</published><updated>2009-10-04T16:33:04.481+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Diary'/><title type='text'>September 25' diary☆</title><content type='html'>I went to Starbucks Coffee with Tomoko, Kouhei, Yuki after school. Tomoko drove her car. Her car is very cute, and Tomoka is very good at drive. I and Yuki drunk a caramel latte frappuccino, Kouhei drunk a powdered green tee frappuccino, and Tomoko drunk a caramel macchiato. Tomoko likes caramel macchiato and Starbucks Coffee very much. I like too. We talked about love^^ It was very good time. We want to do a happy love. Hahaha~^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;(78 words)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/939650587736404706-3499285284408374526?l=pinkranjer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkranjer.blogspot.com/feeds/3499285284408374526/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=939650587736404706&amp;postID=3499285284408374526' title='0 件のコメント'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/939650587736404706/posts/default/3499285284408374526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/939650587736404706/posts/default/3499285284408374526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkranjer.blogspot.com/2009/10/september-25-diary.html' title='September 25&apos; diary☆'/><author><name>Yoko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06853445502371370418</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-939650587736404706.post-7578283776277489296</id><published>2009-10-04T12:50:00.002+09:00</published><updated>2009-10-04T16:09:01.251+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Diary'/><title type='text'>September 21~23' diary☆</title><content type='html'>☆21☆ I went to Kurea with my friend, Mami. I drove my mother's car. There are a lot of clothes which I want. My friend bought a bag, clothes, beret, and so on. She bought a lot of clothes, so I envied her. I bought nothing(:ω;) Because I didn't have money.. I want money!! And we ate ice cream. We talked about her boy friend. She and her boy friend went to Miyazaki. They staied overnight at there. She said that Miyazaki is very good place. I want to go there^^&lt;br /&gt;☆22☆ I went shopping with Yuki. We went to Kami to-ri, Shimo to-ri, PARCO. And we ate pasta at Itarian Tomato, and we drunk mango juice. It was very delicious. Then we went to pet shop. There are a lot of cute dogs and cats!! I love dogs very much, and Yuki loves dogs too. So we looked them for a long time. We love pet shop^^ And we took purikura. Yuki is a very cute girl!! I like her very much. She working part time as a clerk in Ichihana. Ichihana is a restaurant of syabu syabu. It is very delicious. Please go there, if you have a free time and you want to eat syabu syabu.&lt;br /&gt;☆23☆ I went to karaoke with my friend, Aya. Aya is very funny. She makes me laugh^^ I like her. We sung for three hour. And we went to Kurea to eat dinner. We ate pasta and took purikura. Then we met our friends, Yui. She working part time job as a clerk in 31 ice cream. She gave us ice cream!!! We ate ringo sherbet, Mont blanc, tiramisu, strawberry cheese cake, and rocky road. We talked about a lot of things. We go to the same university. Aya and Yui's department is hospitality management. They are very funny and kind. We always talk about love. We had a very good time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;(326 words)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/939650587736404706-7578283776277489296?l=pinkranjer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkranjer.blogspot.com/feeds/7578283776277489296/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=939650587736404706&amp;postID=7578283776277489296' title='0 件のコメント'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/939650587736404706/posts/default/7578283776277489296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/939650587736404706/posts/default/7578283776277489296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkranjer.blogspot.com/2009/10/september-2123-diary.html' title='September 21~23&apos; diary☆'/><author><name>Yoko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06853445502371370418</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-939650587736404706.post-7724587353686389890</id><published>2009-10-03T23:02:00.001+09:00</published><updated>2009-10-03T23:17:56.973+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Diary'/><title type='text'>September 20' diary☆</title><content type='html'>I went to ringo gari with my family and my mother's friend. I woke up early, and I cooked a picnic lunch with my mother. We went to Aso. There was an enormous traffic jam. Then we went to Ikoi no mura. This is camp site, so there were a lot of people. And we ate lunch in there. It is very nice. After the lunch, we took a walk and went to ringo gari. It was very interesting. We had a very good time there^^&lt;br /&gt;We are going to mikan gari in October or November. I am looking forward to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;(104 words)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/939650587736404706-7724587353686389890?l=pinkranjer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkranjer.blogspot.com/feeds/7724587353686389890/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=939650587736404706&amp;postID=7724587353686389890' title='0 件のコメント'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/939650587736404706/posts/default/7724587353686389890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/939650587736404706/posts/default/7724587353686389890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkranjer.blogspot.com/2009/10/september-20-diary.html' title='September 20&apos; diary☆'/><author><name>Yoko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06853445502371370418</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-939650587736404706.post-9111479945964710121</id><published>2009-10-03T22:19:00.003+09:00</published><updated>2009-10-03T23:02:30.256+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Diary'/><title type='text'>September 15-16 diary☆</title><content type='html'>First, I went to karaoke with my friend. She is my friend in elementary school days. We talked about her boyfriend. He is the owner of drugstore. This drugstore is her part time job place. She looked very happy. And we went to Kurea. We ate pasta and took purikura. It was very good time for me.&lt;br /&gt;16' diary/ I went to see a movie with my mother. I like to go to the movie very much. And my mother likes too. I often go to see a movie with my mother. We saw "20 century boy". I like this movie^^ It is very interesting!!! We saw the final chapter of this series. It was so exciting. Plese see "20 century boy" when you have a free time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;(128 words)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/939650587736404706-9111479945964710121?l=pinkranjer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkranjer.blogspot.com/feeds/9111479945964710121/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=939650587736404706&amp;postID=9111479945964710121' title='0 件のコメント'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/939650587736404706/posts/default/9111479945964710121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/939650587736404706/posts/default/9111479945964710121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkranjer.blogspot.com/2009/10/september-15-16-diary.html' title='September 15-16 diary☆'/><author><name>Yoko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06853445502371370418</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-939650587736404706.post-2703640679288666773</id><published>2009-10-03T21:02:00.003+09:00</published><updated>2009-10-03T21:49:57.222+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Diary'/><title type='text'>August 31' diary☆</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UYd483O3DmA/SsdIa5MibcI/AAAAAAAAAF8/MrO4oWN5bHI/s1600-h/200908311741000.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388355106039295426" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UYd483O3DmA/SsdIa5MibcI/AAAAAAAAAF8/MrO4oWN5bHI/s320/200908311741000.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I went to Aso with my seniors. They picked up me at my house. We talked about a lot of things in a car. Then we went to Aso shrine. We paid homage at a shrine and we drew a fortune slip. And we took a walk around the shrine. There were a lot of old stores. We found strange taste soda, siso and chocolate. I bought normal taste soda, and my seniors bought siso and chocolate taste soda. The normal taste soda was very nice. But siso and chocolate was not good. And we ate ice cream and horse meat croquette. These were very delicious!!! And we went to hot spring. It was very good. We had a very good time there. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;(123 words)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/939650587736404706-2703640679288666773?l=pinkranjer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkranjer.blogspot.com/feeds/2703640679288666773/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=939650587736404706&amp;postID=2703640679288666773' title='0 件のコメント'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/939650587736404706/posts/default/2703640679288666773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/939650587736404706/posts/default/2703640679288666773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkranjer.blogspot.com/2009/10/august-31-diary.html' title='August 31&apos; diary☆'/><author><name>Yoko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06853445502371370418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UYd483O3DmA/SsdIa5MibcI/AAAAAAAAAF8/MrO4oWN5bHI/s72-c/200908311741000.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-939650587736404706.post-7622069277723737805</id><published>2009-10-01T19:02:00.003+09:00</published><updated>2009-10-05T23:02:45.272+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Speaking'/><title type='text'>Speaking</title><content type='html'>Hello!! My name is Sunny. I am from Europe. And my occupation is a fire fighter. My sign of zodiac is the Scorpion. I like animals very much! They are very cute. And I have a dog. He is really cute! But I don't like cats because I am allergic to cats. I talked with people who came to the party. First, I talked with Cathy. She is a police officer. She came from England. Her hobby is driving. And she doesn't like telephone. She said it is very noisy. She is very friendly, I like her. Second, I talked with Betty. She is an actress in South America. She was very cute. She likes to eat sweets. I like too^^ Her favorite sweets is ice cream. And she likes to filming movies too. She doesn't like cats because she is allergic to cats. I think that we have a lot in common. Third, I talked with Anna. She is from North America. She is 40 years old and she is an artist. Her hobby is hiking. Hiking is very interesting for her. And she doesn't like the hot weather. So she hate Summer. Finally, I talked with Puty. He is from Pari and his occupation is a writer. He likes to eat sweets. And He take a walk when he has a free time. He said Pari is a very beautiful place. I want to go Pari!!! And he can't eat meat. He likes vegetables very much. I thought that he is healthy.&lt;br /&gt;I had a very good time there and I want to go this party again^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;(273 words)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/939650587736404706-7622069277723737805?l=pinkranjer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkranjer.blogspot.com/feeds/7622069277723737805/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=939650587736404706&amp;postID=7622069277723737805' title='1 件のコメント'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/939650587736404706/posts/default/7622069277723737805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/939650587736404706/posts/default/7622069277723737805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkranjer.blogspot.com/2009/10/speaking.html' title='Speaking'/><author><name>Yoko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06853445502371370418</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-939650587736404706.post-5725703478071442128</id><published>2009-08-25T15:53:00.004+09:00</published><updated>2009-08-25T16:30:22.449+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Diary'/><title type='text'>August 24' diary☆</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UYd483O3DmA/SpOSVkt5FLI/AAAAAAAAAFU/QaVbhYQpXIU/s1600-h/200908241306000.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373799679714202802" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UYd483O3DmA/SpOSVkt5FLI/AAAAAAAAAFU/QaVbhYQpXIU/s320/200908241306000.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UYd483O3DmA/SpOSWAIfwbI/AAAAAAAAAFc/P3SjxQj9sfQ/s1600-h/200908241315000.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373799687073546674" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 225px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 302px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UYd483O3DmA/SpOSWAIfwbI/AAAAAAAAAFc/P3SjxQj9sfQ/s320/200908241315000.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yesterday, my friend, Tomoko, took me and Akane for a ride. First, we went to Shirakawa Suigen. It was very beautiful place. And water was very delicious. Then we met a very kind man who is a owner of a stall. He gave us tofu. It was very delicious. Next, we went to Yuusui tunnel park. It is in Takamori. There was very cool! We had very good time there. Then we went to Moe no Sato. We ate ice cream cone there. Last, we went to Hanaoka yama to see a night view. It was really beautiful!!! We talked a lot of thing and sung with driving. Tomoko is good at driving. It was a very exciting. I like this member very much^^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UYd483O3DmA/SpOSwzplJ_I/AAAAAAAAAFs/aFq8uO9ZDu8/s1600-h/NEC_0056.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373800147579119602" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UYd483O3DmA/SpOSwzplJ_I/AAAAAAAAAFs/aFq8uO9ZDu8/s320/NEC_0056.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;(124 words)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/939650587736404706-5725703478071442128?l=pinkranjer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkranjer.blogspot.com/feeds/5725703478071442128/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=939650587736404706&amp;postID=5725703478071442128' title='2 件のコメント'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/939650587736404706/posts/default/5725703478071442128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/939650587736404706/posts/default/5725703478071442128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkranjer.blogspot.com/2009/08/august-24-diary.html' title='August 24&apos; diary☆'/><author><name>Yoko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06853445502371370418</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/_UYd483O3DmA/SpOSVkt5FLI/AAAAAAAAAFU/QaVbhYQpXIU/s72-c/200908241306000.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-939650587736404706.post-3011986830060443188</id><published>2009-08-25T15:39:00.004+09:00</published><updated>2009-08-25T15:53:05.218+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Diary'/><title type='text'>August 23' diary☆</title><content type='html'>I wen to Kurea to ate dinner with Aya and Akane. They are students of Kumamoto Gakuen University. But we are different &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;department.&lt;/span&gt; We went to same high school, so we are all good friends. We went to Ninniku-ya. We ate pasta and honey toast. It was very delicious. We talked a lot of things. It was very fun!! I like them very much^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;(65 words)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/939650587736404706-3011986830060443188?l=pinkranjer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkranjer.blogspot.com/feeds/3011986830060443188/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=939650587736404706&amp;postID=3011986830060443188' title='0 件のコメント'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/939650587736404706/posts/default/3011986830060443188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/939650587736404706/posts/default/3011986830060443188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkranjer.blogspot.com/2009/08/august-23-diary.html' title='August 23&apos; diary☆'/><author><name>Yoko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06853445502371370418</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-939650587736404706.post-1166619168353709227</id><published>2009-08-25T15:16:00.006+09:00</published><updated>2009-08-25T15:37:55.987+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Diary'/><title type='text'>August 22' diary☆</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UYd483O3DmA/SpOGqgSegnI/AAAAAAAAAE8/QpEUvjwZbuU/s1600-h/hanabi.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373786845163192946" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 124px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 166px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UYd483O3DmA/SpOGqgSegnI/AAAAAAAAAE8/QpEUvjwZbuU/s320/hanabi.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UYd483O3DmA/SpOGqH39WjI/AAAAAAAAAE0/huCeSuZo94c/s1600-h/hanabi1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373786838609517106" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 124px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 166px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UYd483O3DmA/SpOGqH39WjI/AAAAAAAAAE0/huCeSuZo94c/s320/hanabi1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UYd483O3DmA/SpOGp9SMhRI/AAAAAAAAAEs/yE6HhtT9-Fg/s1600-h/hanabi2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373786835766773010" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 124px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 166px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UYd483O3DmA/SpOGp9SMhRI/AAAAAAAAAEs/yE6HhtT9-Fg/s320/hanabi2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I went to Suishun with Mami. Suishun has a hot spring and sports gym. It is near Kurea. It was very comfortable. I like hot spring. And we went to a local fireworks. There were a lot of people. And we saw fireworks with my family, her family and neighborhood. It was very beautiful!!! We had a very good time. I like fireworks very much.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;(65 words)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/939650587736404706-1166619168353709227?l=pinkranjer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkranjer.blogspot.com/feeds/1166619168353709227/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=939650587736404706&amp;postID=1166619168353709227' title='0 件のコメント'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/939650587736404706/posts/default/1166619168353709227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/939650587736404706/posts/default/1166619168353709227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkranjer.blogspot.com/2009/08/august-22-diary.html' title='August 22&apos; diary☆'/><author><name>Yoko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06853445502371370418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UYd483O3DmA/SpOGqgSegnI/AAAAAAAAAE8/QpEUvjwZbuU/s72-c/hanabi.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-939650587736404706.post-4156852840792976860</id><published>2009-08-25T14:59:00.003+09:00</published><updated>2009-08-25T15:13:59.524+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Diary'/><title type='text'>August 17' diary☆</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UYd483O3DmA/SpOBHC1Ha2I/AAAAAAAAAEk/IDvup6kJwr4/s1600-h/eji.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373780738401856354" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 226px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 160px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UYd483O3DmA/SpOBHC1Ha2I/AAAAAAAAAEk/IDvup6kJwr4/s320/eji.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I went to Kurea with Aya. I dove my mother's car, and picked up Aya at the pharmacy near her house. We listened to music with driving. It was very fun♫ And we ate 31 ice cream. It was very delicious. I like ice cream^^ Then we went into Asian shop. Aya likes Thailand very much. So the Asian shop is her favorite shop. There were a lot of cute things!!! We had a very good time. I like her very much❤&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;(83 words)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/939650587736404706-4156852840792976860?l=pinkranjer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkranjer.blogspot.com/feeds/4156852840792976860/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=939650587736404706&amp;postID=4156852840792976860' title='0 件のコメント'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/939650587736404706/posts/default/4156852840792976860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/939650587736404706/posts/default/4156852840792976860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkranjer.blogspot.com/2009/08/august-17-diary.html' title='August 17&apos; diary☆'/><author><name>Yoko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06853445502371370418</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/_UYd483O3DmA/SpOBHC1Ha2I/AAAAAAAAAEk/IDvup6kJwr4/s72-c/eji.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-939650587736404706.post-1358495400900736599</id><published>2009-08-25T14:43:00.001+09:00</published><updated>2009-08-25T14:58:52.809+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Diary'/><title type='text'>August 11' diary☆</title><content type='html'>I went to karaoke with Mami. Mami and I are very good friends since we were a primary school student. We went to a same primary school and high school. She is a very funny. Her jokes always makes me laugh. We like to go to karaoke very much. We often go to karaoke when we were a high school student. We sung a lot of sings. It was very fun. We had a very good time!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;(77 words)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/939650587736404706-1358495400900736599?l=pinkranjer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkranjer.blogspot.com/feeds/1358495400900736599/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=939650587736404706&amp;postID=1358495400900736599' title='0 件のコメント'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/939650587736404706/posts/default/1358495400900736599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/939650587736404706/posts/default/1358495400900736599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkranjer.blogspot.com/2009/08/august-11-diary.html' title='August 11&apos; diary☆'/><author><name>Yoko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06853445502371370418</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-939650587736404706.post-7443130392046829748</id><published>2009-08-25T14:34:00.001+09:00</published><updated>2009-08-25T14:43:39.968+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Diary'/><title type='text'>August 10' diary☆</title><content type='html'>I ate a shaved ice with my friends after my part time job. We went to the second basement in Tsuruya. There is a very delicious shaved ice store. We had a very good time there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;(36 words)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/939650587736404706-7443130392046829748?l=pinkranjer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkranjer.blogspot.com/feeds/7443130392046829748/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=939650587736404706&amp;postID=7443130392046829748' title='0 件のコメント'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/939650587736404706/posts/default/7443130392046829748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/939650587736404706/posts/default/7443130392046829748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkranjer.blogspot.com/2009/08/august-10-diary.html' title='August 10&apos; diary☆'/><author><name>Yoko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06853445502371370418</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-939650587736404706.post-5539012603788094860</id><published>2009-08-25T13:44:00.002+09:00</published><updated>2009-08-25T14:34:10.586+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Diary'/><title type='text'>August 7' diary☆</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UYd483O3DmA/SpN3wxvCJYI/AAAAAAAAAEc/DKgr-EmqXlw/s1600-h/mail.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373770460251170178" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 226px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 160px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UYd483O3DmA/SpN3wxvCJYI/AAAAAAAAAEc/DKgr-EmqXlw/s320/mail.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I went to Hinokuni festival with my friends. The fireworks was very beautiful!! And we went to Karashima park. We ate a shavet ice at the booth. And we talked about boyfriend, school, summer vacation, and so on. We talked a lot of things. And I heard a very good news. Rie got through an interview for a job!!! This news made me happy. She goes to a professional school of beauty. She wants to be an aeathetician. She find employment at the aesthetic salon in Tokyo. I was very happy to hear that. But I felt lonely... We are very good friend since we were a high school students. She is a special friend of mine. We always go to dinner twice a month even if we are very busy. But she will go to Tokyo in next year. We can't meet frequently. I feel lonely very much. I would like to go Tokyo and stay at her house frequently^^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;(162 words)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/939650587736404706-5539012603788094860?l=pinkranjer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkranjer.blogspot.com/feeds/5539012603788094860/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=939650587736404706&amp;postID=5539012603788094860' title='0 件のコメント'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/939650587736404706/posts/default/5539012603788094860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/939650587736404706/posts/default/5539012603788094860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkranjer.blogspot.com/2009/08/august-7-diary.html' title='August 7&apos; diary☆'/><author><name>Yoko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06853445502371370418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UYd483O3DmA/SpN3wxvCJYI/AAAAAAAAAEc/DKgr-EmqXlw/s72-c/mail.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-939650587736404706.post-7204833195551154545</id><published>2009-08-06T15:14:00.003+09:00</published><updated>2009-08-06T15:53:02.631+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Diary'/><title type='text'>SANRIO・ω・</title><content type='html'>I work part time job in Tsuruya during this summer vacation. I'm working part time as a staff in a Sanrio. Now, we hold "Play school" at Tsuruya 6F( front of Sanrio store). You can enjoy "Sunae", "Yakiga", make a bracelet, key ring, and so on. All 500 yen. "Sunae" is very popular with children. "Sunae" is a kind of "Nurie". It is little difficult for children, but it is very fun!!! If you have a free time, please come to Tsuruya, and enjoy with your cousin or children.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;(90 words)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/939650587736404706-7204833195551154545?l=pinkranjer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkranjer.blogspot.com/feeds/7204833195551154545/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=939650587736404706&amp;postID=7204833195551154545' title='2 件のコメント'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/939650587736404706/posts/default/7204833195551154545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/939650587736404706/posts/default/7204833195551154545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkranjer.blogspot.com/2009/08/sanrio.html' title='SANRIO・ω・'/><author><name>Yoko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06853445502371370418</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-939650587736404706.post-3953244348439612909</id><published>2009-08-02T12:31:00.003+09:00</published><updated>2009-08-06T15:54:48.870+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Diary'/><title type='text'>☆a-nation!!!!!</title><content type='html'>Yesterday, I went to a-nation with my friend, my mother, and my mother's friends. This is a concert in the open air. A lot of famous singer and group appear at the concert. This year's a-nation took place in Kumamoto country park. There were a lot of people! A lot of artists came to Kumamoto!! Last year, we went to a-nation in Miyazaki. The concert held under the flaming sun,so it was very hot. But yesterday's weather was a cloudy, it was a comfortable weather. And our seats was the twelfth row!! The stage was very near from our seats. The artist list is gorgeous. Yesterday's artist LINE UP was..→J-Min, AAA, GIRL NEXT DOOR, hitomi, Do As Infinity, mihimaru GT, Ai Otsuka, Kumi Koda, TOHOSHINKI, TRF, and Ayumi Hamasaki. I am a fan of TOHOSHINKI since I was a high school student. They are very cool!!! It was very happy to see them by near my seat. And Ayu was very cute!!!!!!!! And her songs are very good. Her performance aroused the audience at the concert to enthusiasm. We had a very good time there. It was very fun!!!! I like a-nation♡&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;(203 words)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/939650587736404706-3953244348439612909?l=pinkranjer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkranjer.blogspot.com/feeds/3953244348439612909/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=939650587736404706&amp;postID=3953244348439612909' title='0 件のコメント'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/939650587736404706/posts/default/3953244348439612909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/939650587736404706/posts/default/3953244348439612909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkranjer.blogspot.com/2009/08/nation.html' title='☆a-nation!!!!!'/><author><name>Yoko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06853445502371370418</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-939650587736404706.post-3519411912029065700</id><published>2009-07-13T22:11:00.007+09:00</published><updated>2009-07-14T21:46:33.814+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Book review'/><title type='text'>BOOK REVIEW #13 (Hansel and Gretel)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UYd483O3DmA/Slx6tZS2pqI/AAAAAAAAAEU/CbHcL1IMO9Q/s1600-h/Hansel.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358292576966715042" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UYd483O3DmA/Slx6tZS2pqI/AAAAAAAAAEU/CbHcL1IMO9Q/s320/Hansel.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I read this book. Hensel and Gretel had difficulty making a living with their father and stepmother. Their stepmother was very bad. One day, stepmother and father took Hansel and Gretel deep into the forest, and left them there. The father sighed and made fire. He couldn't bear to look at his children. By morning, they didn't have a plan. So they walked all day long. At noon, they finally staggered into a clearing. There was a house which made from sweets. They were very hungry. Hansel was trying to bite off the toffee apple doorknocker, when the door flew open. Then the old woman hobbled out, and smiled. She said that "I love visitors! You must come inside." The kind woman served meal to them, and they stayed at there. Then Gretel woke up, but Hansel wasn't there. Gretel was confused. She went outside and heard her brother yelling from the shed. And he said "That woman's a witch!" So Gretel tricked her and helped him. They could escape. They took some jewels and a basket of snacks, then set off into the trees. Taking pity on Hansel and Gretel, the birds showed them the way home. This picture is very cute. I want to see such house! I thought that the stepmother is a very terrible person. But this story is very interesting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;(229 words)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/939650587736404706-3519411912029065700?l=pinkranjer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkranjer.blogspot.com/feeds/3519411912029065700/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=939650587736404706&amp;postID=3519411912029065700' title='0 件のコメント'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/939650587736404706/posts/default/3519411912029065700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/939650587736404706/posts/default/3519411912029065700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkranjer.blogspot.com/2009/07/book-review-13-hansel-and-gretel.html' title='BOOK REVIEW #13 (Hansel and Gretel)'/><author><name>Yoko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06853445502371370418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UYd483O3DmA/Slx6tZS2pqI/AAAAAAAAAEU/CbHcL1IMO9Q/s72-c/Hansel.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-939650587736404706.post-2151264316032252016</id><published>2009-07-07T21:10:00.007+09:00</published><updated>2009-07-10T10:20:33.689+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='essays'/><title type='text'>Essay#5</title><content type='html'>The worst day in my life is my friend had a traffic accident on her way home when I was a high school student. I was in the third year, everyone studied hard for the examination. My friend, Yuka, was a charmer in my class. She was very kind and friendly. And she was at pain to get through the entrance examination. Her school of her choice was a national university. This university is in Tokyo. It was very hard for her. But she really wanted to go that university for translate a dream into a reality. So she went to a cram school every day. And she studied hard. She always studied deep into the night at a cram school. And her father always picked up her at the station. In September 27, we got a turn at the news. The news was Yuka had a traffic accident on her way home. She studied deep into the night at a cram school as usual, and she has kept her father waiting at the station. So she was hurrying up. She got off a bus, and she ran for the station. Then she was hit by car. A driver didn't notice her and knocked down. She hit the whole body at the ground hard. She broke her shoulder, back, and neck. And she hit her head hard. She was unconscious for a week. She was a serious condition, and she was in the ICU. So we couldn't see her. Everyone liked her, so we felt really sad. Then we made a string of one thousand cranes for her. And we prayed every day. We got our wish, she got out of the hospital in February. She came to school by wheelchair. We could take a picture for a yearbook. It made us happy! Our homeroom teacher cried for joy. But she couldn't take the National Center Test for University Admission. So she decided to spend one year preparing for the entrance examinations after she left high school. She went to a cram school for university entrance examinations. She studied hard. But she failed the entrance examination. And now, she goes to the Fukuoka University. I keep in touch with her and classmate. And we often go to lunch, sea, Aso during summer vacation and spring vacation. I thought that the traffic accident is very terror. It was my worst day in my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;(406 words)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.odeo.com/flash/audio_player_standard_gray.swf" quality="high" allowscriptaccess="always" wmode="transparent" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" flashvars="valid_sample_rate=true&amp;amp;external_url=http://www2.kumagaku.ac.jp/teacher/wink/Tomei1term09/8111e5.mp3" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" width="300" height="52"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/939650587736404706-2151264316032252016?l=pinkranjer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkranjer.blogspot.com/feeds/2151264316032252016/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=939650587736404706&amp;postID=2151264316032252016' title='0 件のコメント'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/939650587736404706/posts/default/2151264316032252016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/939650587736404706/posts/default/2151264316032252016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkranjer.blogspot.com/2009/07/worst-day-in-my-life.html' title='Essay#5'/><author><name>Yoko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06853445502371370418</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-939650587736404706.post-6490619913312957257</id><published>2009-07-07T20:43:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2009-07-07T20:45:28.363+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Typing'/><title type='text'>Vacation plan</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I like to plan to my vacation plans. Almost all of my friends are going to go on a home stay in this summer vacation. But I don't go on a home stay. I'm going to go on a trip this summer vacation. I'm going to go Korea with my friends and my mother. And I go to a concert. This concert is "a-nation". This is very big concert! There are a lot of famous singers and groups. This concert is in the open air. It is so hot! I'd like to take care in get sunstroke. I'm going to go there with my friends. And I plan to go a firework. Last summer vacation, I went to Tamana to see a firework. It was really good. I want to see again, so I'm going to go Tamana's firework with my friends. I have a lot of events in my summer vacation. I'm looking forward to my summer vacation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;(168 words)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/939650587736404706-6490619913312957257?l=pinkranjer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkranjer.blogspot.com/feeds/6490619913312957257/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=939650587736404706&amp;postID=6490619913312957257' title='0 件のコメント'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/939650587736404706/posts/default/6490619913312957257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/939650587736404706/posts/default/6490619913312957257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkranjer.blogspot.com/2009/07/vacation-plan.html' title='Vacation plan'/><author><name>Yoko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06853445502371370418</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-939650587736404706.post-2186638374715497175</id><published>2009-06-30T21:39:00.006+09:00</published><updated>2009-07-10T10:19:02.719+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Book review'/><title type='text'>BOOK REVIEW #12 (The Twelve Dancing Princess)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UYd483O3DmA/SkolRKLg52I/AAAAAAAAAEM/o8dZMtZklO4/s1600-h/Prencesses.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353132083803907938" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UYd483O3DmA/SkolRKLg52I/AAAAAAAAAEM/o8dZMtZklO4/s320/Prencesses.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;There were once twelve beautiful princesses. They likes to dance very nuch. But their father,the king, was a grumpy old man who did not believe in having fun. Their father hated to dance, but the princesses love it. So whenever he wasn't looking, they danced anyway. The princesses had a secret. They sneaked out of their room, and they went to dance party at nights. So their father posted a guard at their room. And he decided that the first man to discover where the prencesses went each night could marry one of them. But all challengers fell down. One day, a magician named Ralph issued a challenge. When the princesses were out of sight, he quickly entered their room. He clicked his fingers and a cloak appeared, with a second click, he vanished. And he followed them. Then they made it to a beautiful dace hall. The next day, Ralph talked about the happenings of the night. And Ralph married one of his daughters. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I like party too. I thought that the father try to join a party.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;(181 words)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/939650587736404706-2186638374715497175?l=pinkranjer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkranjer.blogspot.com/feeds/2186638374715497175/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=939650587736404706&amp;postID=2186638374715497175' title='0 件のコメント'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/939650587736404706/posts/default/2186638374715497175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/939650587736404706/posts/default/2186638374715497175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkranjer.blogspot.com/2009/06/book-revie-12-twelve-dancing-princess.html' title='BOOK REVIEW #12 (The Twelve Dancing Princess)'/><author><name>Yoko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06853445502371370418</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/_UYd483O3DmA/SkolRKLg52I/AAAAAAAAAEM/o8dZMtZklO4/s72-c/Prencesses.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-939650587736404706.post-7438306876394745341</id><published>2009-06-30T20:40:00.006+09:00</published><updated>2009-07-10T10:21:06.164+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Book review'/><title type='text'>BOOK REVIEW #11 (The Nutcracker)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UYd483O3DmA/SkolF1HWoYI/AAAAAAAAAEE/QGnduQkAItk/s1600-h/mail.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353131889170751874" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 124px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 166px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UYd483O3DmA/SkolF1HWoYI/AAAAAAAAAEE/QGnduQkAItk/s320/mail.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Clara waited for her godfather and she watched for him at the window in Christmas Eve. Then there was a loud knock on the door. She gave him a big hug, and her godfather gave her a very special present. He gave her the nutcracker. And in the night, she dreamed a funny dream. She was shrinking. Soon, she was as small as a mouse. And her doll said that "I'm the Nutcracker Prince." He protected her from the kitchen mice, and he led her to a magic casstle. And she had a very good time there. Next, they went to the land of sweets. Clara saw a lot of performances by sweets fairy. It was so nice. She had a very good time with her doll (prince). When Clara woke up, she was back under the Christmas tree and the prince was gone. Only her doll lay beside her. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I read this book. And I thought that I wanted to go such world.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;(165 words)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/939650587736404706-7438306876394745341?l=pinkranjer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkranjer.blogspot.com/feeds/7438306876394745341/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=939650587736404706&amp;postID=7438306876394745341' title='0 件のコメント'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/939650587736404706/posts/default/7438306876394745341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/939650587736404706/posts/default/7438306876394745341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkranjer.blogspot.com/2009/06/book-revie-11-nutcracker.html' title='BOOK REVIEW #11 (The Nutcracker)'/><author><name>Yoko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06853445502371370418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UYd483O3DmA/SkolF1HWoYI/AAAAAAAAAEE/QGnduQkAItk/s72-c/mail.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-939650587736404706.post-3834562557745072436</id><published>2009-06-30T19:26:00.003+09:00</published><updated>2009-07-10T10:19:54.409+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Book review'/><title type='text'>BOOK REVIEW #10 (Little Red Riding Hood)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UYd483O3DmA/Skokyvw0T5I/AAAAAAAAAD8/sTKsKZJ6_ys/s1600-h/mail.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353131561316536210" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 124px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 166px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UYd483O3DmA/Skokyvw0T5I/AAAAAAAAAD8/sTKsKZJ6_ys/s320/mail.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is a very famous story. Once upon a time, there was a kind little girl called Little Red Riding Hood. One day, Little Red Riding Hood's mother gave her a pot of vegetable soup, and she said "Take this your grandmother." Her grandmother was not feeling well. So Little Red Riding Hood went to her grandmother's house. Then the bad wolf heard to that, and the bad wolf gobbled up Little Red Riding Hood's grandmother. He climbed into bed after that, and he pulled on the grandmother's cap and hid under the blankets. And he waited for Little Red Riding Hood. Soon Little Red Riding Hood came home and knock at the door. And she eaten by the wolf too! Then he lay down on the bed to sleep. He snored so loudly, so the woodcutter sensed something was wrong. He looked into the house, and he saw a very fat wolf. Then he picked up some scissors and snipped open the wolf's tummy. The woodcutter saved them. And they put a lot of stones in the wolf's tummy and the grandmother sewed the tummy up. Then the wolf woke up, and he noted that they put stones into his tummy. The wolf took an oath to never catch and eat anyone.&lt;br /&gt;I used to read this book when I was a child. I like this book very much. And I took part in the play of Little Red Riding Hood when I was a primary school student.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;(255 words)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/939650587736404706-3834562557745072436?l=pinkranjer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkranjer.blogspot.com/feeds/3834562557745072436/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=939650587736404706&amp;postID=3834562557745072436' title='0 件のコメント'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/939650587736404706/posts/default/3834562557745072436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/939650587736404706/posts/default/3834562557745072436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkranjer.blogspot.com/2009/06/b.html' title='BOOK REVIEW #10 (Little Red Riding Hood)'/><author><name>Yoko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06853445502371370418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UYd483O3DmA/Skokyvw0T5I/AAAAAAAAAD8/sTKsKZJ6_ys/s72-c/mail.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-939650587736404706.post-55373775615350543</id><published>2009-06-30T18:38:00.004+09:00</published><updated>2009-07-10T10:19:38.243+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Book review'/><title type='text'>BOOK REVIEW #9 (The Gingerbread Man)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UYd483O3DmA/Skokg5tPr0I/AAAAAAAAAD0/Augxf7FX54k/s1600-h/G.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353131254748262210" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UYd483O3DmA/Skokg5tPr0I/AAAAAAAAAD0/Augxf7FX54k/s320/G.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span &gt;I read this book. Once upon a time, the old couple lived on a firm. Most of the time, they were very happy. But they had no child. This thing made them sad. So the little old woman decided to make a boy out of gingerbread. Then she opened the oven door and looked in, and a gingerbread man jumped out and run away! The gingerbread man ran out of the house, and ran on down the road, sinking. And the gingerbread man came to a river. he couldn't swim, but he wanted to cross it. Then a fox saw him and he said that "I'll take you across." So he jumped on his back. But water started creeping up the fox's back, so the gingerbread man climbed up the fox. Then the gingerbread man was eaten by the fox.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span &gt;This picture is very cute. I thought that the old couple felt sad to the gingerbread man was eaten by fox. The gingerbread man is very cute boy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;(171 words)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/939650587736404706-55373775615350543?l=pinkranjer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkranjer.blogspot.com/feeds/55373775615350543/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=939650587736404706&amp;postID=55373775615350543' title='0 件のコメント'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/939650587736404706/posts/default/55373775615350543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/939650587736404706/posts/default/55373775615350543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkranjer.blogspot.com/2009/06/book-revie-9-gingerbread-man.html' title='BOOK REVIEW #9 (The Gingerbread Man)'/><author><name>Yoko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06853445502371370418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UYd483O3DmA/Skokg5tPr0I/AAAAAAAAAD0/Augxf7FX54k/s72-c/G.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-939650587736404706.post-1197982824441572556</id><published>2009-06-29T21:01:00.002+09:00</published><updated>2009-06-29T21:19:34.646+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Diary'/><title type='text'>Yesterday</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Yesterday, I went to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Ichihana&lt;/span&gt; with my friends. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Ichihana&lt;/span&gt; is a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;syabu&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;syabu&lt;/span&gt; restaurant. My friend is working part-time as a staff  in this restaurant. We ate beef &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;syabu&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;syabu&lt;/span&gt;. We ordered the beef &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;syabu&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;syabu&lt;/span&gt; course. Then my friend give a good service, she serve up pork. It was very delicious! We appreciated her service. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Ichihana&lt;/span&gt; is very good restaurant, and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;syabu&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;syabu&lt;/span&gt; is very delicious!! If you have a time, please go to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Ichihana&lt;/span&gt; and eat &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;syabu&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;syabu&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;(81 words)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/939650587736404706-1197982824441572556?l=pinkranjer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkranjer.blogspot.com/feeds/1197982824441572556/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=939650587736404706&amp;postID=1197982824441572556' title='0 件のコメント'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/939650587736404706/posts/default/1197982824441572556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/939650587736404706/posts/default/1197982824441572556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkranjer.blogspot.com/2009/06/yesterday.html' title='Yesterday'/><author><name>Yoko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06853445502371370418</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-939650587736404706.post-2936901283549081926</id><published>2009-06-29T20:24:00.005+09:00</published><updated>2009-06-29T21:20:04.912+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Diary'/><title type='text'>☆</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Last Saturday, I stayed at my friends house. Her name is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Aya&lt;/span&gt;. She is a student of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;KGU&lt;/span&gt;. I went her home in the evening. And we watch a baseball game on TV. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Aya&lt;/span&gt; likes baseball very much. Her young brother belongs to a baseball club. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Aya&lt;/span&gt; is a fan of Giants. Then she make me a Tom Yam &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Kun&lt;/span&gt;. It was very delicious. She has a cat (chinchilla). His name is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Uru&lt;/span&gt;. He has a very good white fur. And his eyes are blue and gray. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Uru&lt;/span&gt; is really cute!! I love him. He often fawn on us, so I fondled him very much. But I am allergic to cats. So I had a nettle rash over my whole body. And I can't get rid of a nettle rash for a week. But I like cats very much, so I cannot help fondling. I had a very good time!! I like &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Aya&lt;/span&gt; very much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;(156 words)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/939650587736404706-2936901283549081926?l=pinkranjer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkranjer.blogspot.com/feeds/2936901283549081926/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=939650587736404706&amp;postID=2936901283549081926' title='0 件のコメント'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/939650587736404706/posts/default/2936901283549081926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/939650587736404706/posts/default/2936901283549081926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkranjer.blogspot.com/2009/06/blog-post.html' title='☆'/><author><name>Yoko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06853445502371370418</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-939650587736404706.post-2721335308616825094</id><published>2009-06-29T01:30:00.001+09:00</published><updated>2009-06-29T01:32:45.726+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Typing'/><title type='text'>About blogging</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I have a blog. It is my private blog. I write my private blog everyday. I always attach pictures to my blog. I have my blog since when I was high school student. I keep a diary for a long time. And my friends also have own blog too. It is very fun. And I can write very easily. I write by my cell phone. It is very easy for me. And I have an English blog too. This blog is very hard for me. We have to write in English. I'm not good at English, and I don't like typing. So I always write tooth and nail. Thank you for reading. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;(114 words)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/939650587736404706-2721335308616825094?l=pinkranjer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkranjer.blogspot.com/feeds/2721335308616825094/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=939650587736404706&amp;postID=2721335308616825094' title='0 件のコメント'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/939650587736404706/posts/default/2721335308616825094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/939650587736404706/posts/default/2721335308616825094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkranjer.blogspot.com/2009/06/about-blogging.html' title='About blogging'/><author><name>Yoko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06853445502371370418</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-939650587736404706.post-3317264705425344097</id><published>2009-06-20T14:55:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2009-06-20T14:57:10.570+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Typing'/><title type='text'>About my cell phone</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;The cell phone is very important for me. Because, I like to take pictures and I like to listen to music very much. I always listen to music by my cell phone when I have a free time. And I often take pictures by my cell phane. I take pictures when I see a beautiful scene and I go on a trip. There are a lot of pictures in my cell phone. These pictures are my precious memories. I often muse over past memories. And I keep in touch with my friends by my cell phone. It is very convenient! I like my cell phone. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;105 words&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/939650587736404706-3317264705425344097?l=pinkranjer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkranjer.blogspot.com/feeds/3317264705425344097/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=939650587736404706&amp;postID=3317264705425344097' title='0 件のコメント'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/939650587736404706/posts/default/3317264705425344097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/939650587736404706/posts/default/3317264705425344097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkranjer.blogspot.com/2009/06/about-my-cell-phone.html' title='About my cell phone'/><author><name>Yoko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06853445502371370418</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-939650587736404706.post-3423620342276870428</id><published>2009-06-14T18:13:00.004+09:00</published><updated>2009-06-17T09:44:04.034+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Book review'/><title type='text'>BOOK REVIEW #8 The clumsy crocodile</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UYd483O3DmA/SjS_-QfqTGI/AAAAAAAAADs/0exTgbQsn7k/s1600-h/51W3V9VK2KL__SL500_AA240_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347109733896178786" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UYd483O3DmA/SjS_-QfqTGI/AAAAAAAAADs/0exTgbQsn7k/s320/51W3V9VK2KL__SL500_AA240_.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Cassy tripped over a stool, and a bowl of salad flew into the air and landed on chairman's head! He was very angry, and he yelled "I'll fire you!".&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I read this book. This story about a crocodile. Her name is Cassy, and she was going to work at the store which is the biggest and best store in town. This store sold things which couldn't buy anywhere else, so she was as pleased as punch when she got a job there. But she was constantly failed at the workplace. She tried to work at the China &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;department&lt;/span&gt;, the toy &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;department&lt;/span&gt;, then the food &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;department&lt;/span&gt;, but she failed all departments and she was going to be fired by the chairman. But she caught jewel thieves and she became a chief taster at the food &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;department&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I also failed at the workplace. I think that her clumsy is her charming feature&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;(150 words)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/939650587736404706-3423620342276870428?l=pinkranjer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkranjer.blogspot.com/feeds/3423620342276870428/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=939650587736404706&amp;postID=3423620342276870428' title='0 件のコメント'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/939650587736404706/posts/default/3423620342276870428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/939650587736404706/posts/default/3423620342276870428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkranjer.blogspot.com/2009/06/clumsy-crocodile.html' title='BOOK REVIEW #8 The clumsy crocodile'/><author><name>Yoko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06853445502371370418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UYd483O3DmA/SjS_-QfqTGI/AAAAAAAAADs/0exTgbQsn7k/s72-c/51W3V9VK2KL__SL500_AA240_.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-939650587736404706.post-2952657738365131210</id><published>2009-06-10T10:05:00.004+09:00</published><updated>2009-06-10T10:21:51.349+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Diary'/><title type='text'>Custard pudding☆</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UYd483O3DmA/Si8KW7xYmSI/AAAAAAAAADk/9UwwSTJ7XIY/s1600-h/Yuki.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345502671830292770" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 124px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 166px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UYd483O3DmA/Si8KW7xYmSI/AAAAAAAAADk/9UwwSTJ7XIY/s320/Yuki.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I went to sweets shop with my friend. This sweets shop sells many kind of custard puddings. They are very delicious! We bought a custard pudding which name is "drink pudding". It was very delicious!! Please eat and drink it. This shop is near the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Misotenjin&lt;/span&gt; bus stop. The shop's name is "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Chichigashiya&lt;/span&gt;".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;(53 words)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/939650587736404706-2952657738365131210?l=pinkranjer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkranjer.blogspot.com/feeds/2952657738365131210/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=939650587736404706&amp;postID=2952657738365131210' title='3 件のコメント'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/939650587736404706/posts/default/2952657738365131210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/939650587736404706/posts/default/2952657738365131210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkranjer.blogspot.com/2009/06/custard-pudding.html' title='Custard pudding☆'/><author><name>Yoko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06853445502371370418</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/_UYd483O3DmA/Si8KW7xYmSI/AAAAAAAAADk/9UwwSTJ7XIY/s72-c/Yuki.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-939650587736404706.post-3509147550994067911</id><published>2009-06-09T21:13:00.003+09:00</published><updated>2009-06-17T10:28:39.146+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='essays'/><title type='text'>Essay #4</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;My memorable day in my life is my high school days. I went to Kyusyu Gakuin high school. This school is very good school! There are a lot of people who are very kind and funny in there. I had a lot of friends there. My homeroom teacher was very frank. And she was little strict. But we like her. And our class was very good. We were all good friends. We always united when we had a class much. And afterward, we always ate yakiniku and went to a karaoke. We enjoyed that time. Then, we had a school festival when we were in a second grade. Our class held a yakitori stall and a karaoke room. A karaoke room was held in our classroom. It was very exciting!!! Our homeroom teacher was very good at grill chicken. She enjoyed that. I ate a yakitori which she was grilled, it was delicious! I think that the school festival was most exciting event in my school days. During the summer vacation, I went to Ashikita with my friends. We went to there by train. It was very hard but we enjoyed that time. And we arrived Ashikita at noon. The sea was very beautiful! We enjoyed swimming, beach volleyball, and play on the sand. We made a castle of the sand. It was very fun. The next day, we enjoyed sea bathing too. We had a very good time there. And I belonged to tennis club when I was a high school student. There was no tennis club of girls, so we asked the principal to form a girl's tennis club. But the teacher of our tennis club was really strict. Everyone hated him. Of course I hated him very much! Every day we had club activities, so I had a good tan. It was very hard time. I wanted to quite the club again and again. But my team mate encouraged to me. So I could carry on the club. It was very hard, but we had a good friendship. At the graduation ceremony, I felt very lonely. I cried with my friends and teachers. I like Kyusyu Gakuin very much! Now I keep touch with my classmate. And I often go Kyusyu Gakuin with my friends. All graduates like Kyusyu Gakuin. I enjoyed my youth. These days are my precious memories.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;(394 words)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.odeo.com/flash/audio_player_standard_gray.swf" quality="high" allowscriptaccess="always" wmode="transparent" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" flashvars="valid_sample_rate=true&amp;amp;external_url=http://www2.kumagaku.ac.jp/teacher/wink/Tomei1term09/Essay4.mp3" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" width="300" height="52"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/939650587736404706-3509147550994067911?l=pinkranjer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkranjer.blogspot.com/feeds/3509147550994067911/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=939650587736404706&amp;postID=3509147550994067911' title='0 件のコメント'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/939650587736404706/posts/default/3509147550994067911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/939650587736404706/posts/default/3509147550994067911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkranjer.blogspot.com/2009/06/essay4.html' title='Essay #4'/><author><name>Yoko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06853445502371370418</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-939650587736404706.post-4493989894760001218</id><published>2009-06-06T16:50:00.003+09:00</published><updated>2009-06-06T16:54:24.827+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Typing'/><title type='text'>My favorite movies.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I like movies very much! I go to the movie once or twice a month. My favorite movie is "Hair spray". This movie is a musical film. The story is a fat girl drives to be a regular member of the popular probrem. And she raises a protest movement to racial discrimination for her friends. This movie is very funny and makes me happy. If you have a free time, please watch this movie!! And I have one more favorite movie. It's " 猟奇的な彼女(My Sassy Girl)" and "僕の彼女を紹介します". These are Korean movie. These movies are very funny, but the last is sad. Please watch these too! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Then I want to watch " 余命１ヵ月の花嫁"!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;(110)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/939650587736404706-4493989894760001218?l=pinkranjer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkranjer.blogspot.com/feeds/4493989894760001218/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=939650587736404706&amp;postID=4493989894760001218' title='1 件のコメント'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/939650587736404706/posts/default/4493989894760001218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/939650587736404706/posts/default/4493989894760001218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkranjer.blogspot.com/2009/06/my-favorite-movies.html' title='My favorite movies.'/><author><name>Yoko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06853445502371370418</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-939650587736404706.post-8455100113497332239</id><published>2009-06-03T09:17:00.003+09:00</published><updated>2009-06-10T09:52:05.748+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Diary'/><title type='text'>June(;_;)</title><content type='html'>The rainy season will set in soon. I hate this season very much. I really don't like the rain! I don't like to go out in the rain. So I often tend to absent from class and late for class in this season. And my foot often brenched with rain. I want rubber boots!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;(54 words)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/939650587736404706-8455100113497332239?l=pinkranjer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkranjer.blogspot.com/feeds/8455100113497332239/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=939650587736404706&amp;postID=8455100113497332239' title='0 件のコメント'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/939650587736404706/posts/default/8455100113497332239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/939650587736404706/posts/default/8455100113497332239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkranjer.blogspot.com/2009/06/june.html' title='June(;_;)'/><author><name>Yoko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06853445502371370418</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-939650587736404706.post-4777020417562721814</id><published>2009-06-02T19:45:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2009-06-03T09:32:27.801+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Typing'/><title type='text'>Foreign countries</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I interested about Korea! Because, I like Korean star and Korean foods very much. I went to Korea with my mother during a last spring vacation. It was very fun!!! I had very good time there. But I can't speak and read Korean, so I could not contact with Korean. I was surprised at most Korean people can speak Japanese! I thought that I want to talk in Korean. So I go to Korean lesson twice a month since last month. It was very interesting for me. I want to speak, read, and write Korean.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;(96 words)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/939650587736404706-4777020417562721814?l=pinkranjer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkranjer.blogspot.com/feeds/4777020417562721814/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=939650587736404706&amp;postID=4777020417562721814' title='0 件のコメント'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/939650587736404706/posts/default/4777020417562721814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/939650587736404706/posts/default/4777020417562721814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkranjer.blogspot.com/2009/06/foreign-countries.html' title='Foreign countries'/><author><name>Yoko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06853445502371370418</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-939650587736404706.post-5192002416618912997</id><published>2009-05-31T15:24:00.002+09:00</published><updated>2009-06-03T09:33:52.785+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Typing'/><title type='text'>My university life</title><content type='html'>My university life is very fun! But I don't good at English, and study english is hard for me, so I can't keep up with class. &lt;br /&gt;But I had a lot of good friends there. So I can enjoy my university life! I belong to a tour club. We went to Oita, Miyazaki, Nagasaki, and Okinawa on club tour. It was very fun!! We had a very good time there. I would like to take part in a club activity, but my money run out in a flash.. &lt;br /&gt;I would like to study English more for keep with class. &lt;br /&gt;I enjoy my university life.&lt;br /&gt;(106 words)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/939650587736404706-5192002416618912997?l=pinkranjer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkranjer.blogspot.com/feeds/5192002416618912997/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=939650587736404706&amp;postID=5192002416618912997' title='0 件のコメント'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/939650587736404706/posts/default/5192002416618912997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/939650587736404706/posts/default/5192002416618912997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkranjer.blogspot.com/2009/05/my-university-life.html' title='My university life'/><author><name>Yoko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06853445502371370418</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-939650587736404706.post-8214022410813303222</id><published>2009-05-17T11:35:00.005+09:00</published><updated>2009-06-03T09:52:46.007+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Book review'/><title type='text'>BOOK REVIEW #7 (The Dinosaur Who Lost His ROAR)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UYd483O3DmA/Sg-GGAesH3I/AAAAAAAAADc/narP5SeVtY4/s1600-h/51uXufoIvnL__SL500_AA240_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336631521223384946" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UYd483O3DmA/Sg-GGAesH3I/AAAAAAAAADc/narP5SeVtY4/s320/51uXufoIvnL__SL500_AA240_.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;This is a story about five dinosaurs. Their name is Sid, Spike, Ross, Ollie, and Rex. Sid lived in the middle of a big forest. He liked crashing through bushes, climbing tall trees, sprashing in the river. But, most of all, he liked scaring other dinosaurs. He had the loudest roar of all. One day, he went for a walk. He saw his friends, Spike, he was picking berries, and Spike did not see him. Sid crept up behind Spike, and gave a roar! Spike got covered in squashy berries. Sid saw such him, and laughed. Spike got angry, but Sid just grinned and stomped on his way. Next, Ross was catching fish. Sid crept up behind Ross, and gave a roar! Ross fell into the water. Sid was amused by saw such him. Ross felt bad. Then Ollie was collecting eggs for her dinner. Sid crept up behind Ollie, and gave a roar! Egg went everywhere. Sid laughed, but Ollie was very angry. When Sid got home, and his throat hurt. The next day, Sid went another walk. He saw Spike picking berries. Sid crept up behind Spike and gave a croak! Spik laughed and said " You've lost your roar. You can't scare me any more!" Sid went red in the face and tiptoed away. Sid didn't like being laughed at. It felt bad. And he didn't like having sore throat either. So he ate a spoonful of honey, drank some warm water and went to bed. The next day, Sid's throat was better. So he decided to visit Spike, Ross and Ollie. He thought " I'll say sorry for scaring them.." But they weren't any where. Then Sid saw some big footprints. He followed the footprints. The footprints led to a huge dinosaur!! He called Rex. Rex had taken Spike, Ross and Ollie home for dinner. Sid crept up behind Rex, and he gave his biggest, strongest, loudest roar!!! So Rex was terrified. His roar saved his friends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I read this book. I think that Sid is very naughty dinosaur, and he is very kind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;(353 words)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/939650587736404706-8214022410813303222?l=pinkranjer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkranjer.blogspot.com/feeds/8214022410813303222/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=939650587736404706&amp;postID=8214022410813303222' title='0 件のコメント'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/939650587736404706/posts/default/8214022410813303222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/939650587736404706/posts/default/8214022410813303222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkranjer.blogspot.com/2009/05/book-review-7-dinosaur-who-lost-his.html' title='BOOK REVIEW #7 (The Dinosaur Who Lost His ROAR)'/><author><name>Yoko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06853445502371370418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UYd483O3DmA/Sg-GGAesH3I/AAAAAAAAADc/narP5SeVtY4/s72-c/51uXufoIvnL__SL500_AA240_.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-939650587736404706.post-7104698509010955403</id><published>2009-05-16T12:40:00.002+09:00</published><updated>2009-06-03T09:49:49.103+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Diary'/><title type='text'>NEVER GIVE UP!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UYd483O3DmA/Sg45UtCuH6I/AAAAAAAAADU/IxlUBf5PoY4/s1600-h/%E3%81%B1%E3%81%B5%E3%81%87.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336265636331790242" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UYd483O3DmA/Sg45UtCuH6I/AAAAAAAAADU/IxlUBf5PoY4/s320/%E3%81%B1%E3%81%B5%E3%81%87.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I ate a jumbo parfait with my friends yesterday. This name is " Never give up"!!! This parfait is the next big at that restautant. This restaurant have some jumbo perfait. The most big size perfait is " Unbelievable"!!! This perfait is really big! And those are also delicious, and these jumbo perfait arouse people who eat it. This restaurant is in Kumamoto Kulea. We had a very good time there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;(69 words)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/939650587736404706-7104698509010955403?l=pinkranjer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkranjer.blogspot.com/feeds/7104698509010955403/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=939650587736404706&amp;postID=7104698509010955403' title='4 件のコメント'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/939650587736404706/posts/default/7104698509010955403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/939650587736404706/posts/default/7104698509010955403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkranjer.blogspot.com/2009/05/never-give-up.html' title='NEVER GIVE UP!!!!!'/><author><name>Yoko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06853445502371370418</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/_UYd483O3DmA/Sg45UtCuH6I/AAAAAAAAADU/IxlUBf5PoY4/s72-c/%E3%81%B1%E3%81%B5%E3%81%87.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-939650587736404706.post-4150496623225192694</id><published>2009-05-13T10:19:00.003+09:00</published><updated>2009-06-03T09:38:04.433+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='essays'/><title type='text'>Essay#3</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m going to introduce about my favorite animal. I like animals very much!! So I often go to the zoo with my friends. They are really cute, and I always healed by them. I like dogs very much! I think that they are very prettier than any other animals. And they also loyalty to their owner. Dogs are very clever. For example, a guide dog, a rescue dog, and so on. A guide dog is help to people who is blindness. They are work for their owner. And a rescue dog is always rescue a drowned person. I always admire their activity. Then, I have a pet. I have one dog when I was a child. So he is very old. His name is Maru. Maru is very cute!! I think that he is as cute as anything. I really love him!! He is very old, but he is very lively when I take him for a walk. He looks very happy at that time. And I always feel happy to see such him. He usually sleeping from morning till night. I think that he has a happy dream which is he eat heartily.  And he look at flowers and birds very much! He often go to the yard, and look them for a long time. He likes sleep at the yard very much. So he often sleeps at the yard. And I'm going to take him for a walk!! And I like that time very much. I can't think that he dies. If he dies, I think that I can' t get over the shock. I would like to have more time to stay with him and cherish him. And I also like a hamster too. They are very small and very cute. But I can’t have them. Because my mother doesn’t like a mouse. I don’t think that a hamster isn’t a mouse!! Animals are very cute and interesting. Thank you for reading.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt; (326 words)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.odeo.com/flash/audio_player_standard_gray.swf" quality="high" allowscriptaccess="always" wmode="transparent" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" flashvars="valid_sample_rate=true&amp;amp;external_url=http://www2.kumagaku.ac.jp/teacher/wink/Tomei1term09/8111e3.mp3" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" width="300" height="52"&gt;&lt;/embed&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/939650587736404706-4150496623225192694?l=pinkranjer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkranjer.blogspot.com/feeds/4150496623225192694/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=939650587736404706&amp;postID=4150496623225192694' title='0 件のコメント'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/939650587736404706/posts/default/4150496623225192694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/939650587736404706/posts/default/4150496623225192694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkranjer.blogspot.com/2009/05/essay3.html' title='Essay#3'/><author><name>Yoko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06853445502371370418</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-939650587736404706.post-3418867383075732541</id><published>2009-05-10T17:22:00.004+09:00</published><updated>2009-06-03T09:52:46.007+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Book review'/><title type='text'>BOOK REVIEW #6 (Noises in the Night)</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;This book story is a girl experiences a terror. One day, Jess went to stay with her friend Carla for night. Carla's house was big and old, and she had lots of pets, three birds, five cats and one little dog. So Jess liked her house. After dinner, Carla and Jess and all the cats sat and looked at the TV. Then Carla's mother said to them, " Time for bed, girls!". The girls went to Carla's room. Then Carla said that " I am going to sleep.. But you can stay up if you want." Jess want to read a book, so she said "I will. Good night and sleep well!" Carla into to bed, but Jess stayed up and looking at her book. She did not want to go to sleep. She looks around the room. Then she looked out the window. And she heard a noise. She felt very fear. Jess shouted over the room to her friend's name. But Carla did not have her hearing-aid in. She did not hear Jess shouting, and she stayed asleep. Then, Jess heard the noise again! Jess stopped and she stayed very still. And she heard the noise again, but this time, it came from outside the window. She looked around. She saw a identity of the noise, it was one of Carla's cats!! The cat sitting at the window, and it looked like it wanted to come inside. She helped it in and she gave a sigh of relief. Jess got into bed with the Carla's cat. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I read this book and felt a little fear. Sometimes, I heard a noise when I get into bed. It is very terrified!!! I hope that a noise by cats or winds or birds.. I really do not want to a terror situation!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;(306 words)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/939650587736404706-3418867383075732541?l=pinkranjer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkranjer.blogspot.com/feeds/3418867383075732541/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=939650587736404706&amp;postID=3418867383075732541' title='0 件のコメント'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/939650587736404706/posts/default/3418867383075732541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/939650587736404706/posts/default/3418867383075732541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkranjer.blogspot.com/2009/05/book-review-6-noises-in-night.html' title='BOOK REVIEW #6 (Noises in the Night)'/><author><name>Yoko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06853445502371370418</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-939650587736404706.post-3136969590169783442</id><published>2009-05-10T16:36:00.002+09:00</published><updated>2009-06-03T09:49:49.104+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Diary'/><title type='text'>❁Mother's Day❁</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UYd483O3DmA/SgaMof6MKFI/AAAAAAAAADE/lzhjNQzvT4I/s1600-h/ROSE.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334105436055152722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UYd483O3DmA/SgaMof6MKFI/AAAAAAAAADE/lzhjNQzvT4I/s400/ROSE.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Today is Mother's Day!! I and my father and my brother gave presents for her in this morning. I gave cosmetics for her. She said that " Thank you. I will become beautiful.", and she looked very happy. My father and my brother gave a hat for her. She was very pleased that the hat was very cute. We felt happy to see such her! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Then, we went to a rose garden which hold in country park. There were a lot of beautiful roses and their smell was very good!!! There were a lot of color and kind of roses. I took a lot of pictures there. Look at this picture, of all roses I like this rose very much. This rose name is " TOKIMEKI". It is very cute♡ Isn't it?! And we went to Kikuchi. There is a store witch sells a lot of fresh vegetables. We bought some vegetables and we ate ice cream. I ate pumpkin flavor ice cream. It was very delicious. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;We had a very good time today. I like my family very much(^ω^)❤&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;(180 words)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/939650587736404706-3136969590169783442?l=pinkranjer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkranjer.blogspot.com/feeds/3136969590169783442/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=939650587736404706&amp;postID=3136969590169783442' title='0 件のコメント'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/939650587736404706/posts/default/3136969590169783442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/939650587736404706/posts/default/3136969590169783442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkranjer.blogspot.com/2009/05/mothers-day.html' title='❁Mother&apos;s Day❁'/><author><name>Yoko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06853445502371370418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UYd483O3DmA/SgaMof6MKFI/AAAAAAAAADE/lzhjNQzvT4I/s72-c/ROSE.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-939650587736404706.post-840097886087669544</id><published>2009-05-09T20:24:00.006+09:00</published><updated>2009-06-03T09:49:49.104+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Diary'/><title type='text'>Strawberry☆!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UYd483O3DmA/SgVyTy-FfwI/AAAAAAAAAC0/45VyyQcc7Bk/s1600-h/ichigo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333795018115481346" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 239px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 278px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UYd483O3DmA/SgVyTy-FfwI/AAAAAAAAAC0/45VyyQcc7Bk/s320/ichigo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Hi!! A hot day continues on these days. I like fine weather, but I don't like hot weather. I really do not want to sunburn!! By the way, I ate strawberries in this morning. Strawberries which is this side, these strawberries are very big! This strawberry called "Summer strawberry (夏いちご)". My father brought these from his workplace. This strawberry is three times the size of general strawberry. This taste is very sweet☺ If you have a opportunity, please eat it!!! I like strawberry v&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;ery much♡ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333795215957197810" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 220px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 222px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UYd483O3DmA/SgVyfT_Og_I/AAAAAAAAAC8/Oz_pkV7LxGU/s320/nasubiiii.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I found the strange eggplant when I cooked dinner. Look at this picture! It is seems that it have hands like a human. Isn't it? I cooked ma-bo eggplant 麻婆茄子. It was delicious. My father brought this eggplant from his workplayce too. He often bring a lot of fruits and vegetables. These are very delicious and very fresh(^ω^)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;(145 words)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/939650587736404706-840097886087669544?l=pinkranjer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkranjer.blogspot.com/feeds/840097886087669544/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=939650587736404706&amp;postID=840097886087669544' title='0 件のコメント'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/939650587736404706/posts/default/840097886087669544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/939650587736404706/posts/default/840097886087669544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkranjer.blogspot.com/2009/05/strawberry.html' title='Strawberry☆!'/><author><name>Yoko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06853445502371370418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UYd483O3DmA/SgVyTy-FfwI/AAAAAAAAAC0/45VyyQcc7Bk/s72-c/ichigo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-939650587736404706.post-3048988881122648115</id><published>2009-05-06T20:35:00.007+09:00</published><updated>2009-06-03T09:52:46.007+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Book review'/><title type='text'>BOOK REVIEW#5 (Percy and the Pirates)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UYd483O3DmA/SgaOfU1ln8I/AAAAAAAAADM/dGo_uJKHsGo/s1600-h/51a55OjukgL__SL500_AA240_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334107477487493058" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UYd483O3DmA/SgaOfU1ln8I/AAAAAAAAADM/dGo_uJKHsGo/s200/51a55OjukgL__SL500_AA240_.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I read this book "Percy and Pirates". This books main character is Percy Pike. He and his family lived on a farm by the sea. They spent all day working in their tiny field. However, there was never enough to eat. One day, Percy woke up early and made a fishing pole. He tried to catch some fish and surprise everyone! Percy rowed around the day. He started to fish. And he waited..and waited..and waited. But he got so tired of waiting, he felt asleep. Hours laters, he woke up with wet feet. His boat had sprung a leak! Just then, he saw a ship, and he cried out for help. The ship came alongside his boat, and he grabbed a rope and pulled himself up. He climbed on board. He saw the man who had rescued him. Suddenly, he didn't feel so lucky. Because the ship was pirates!!! The captain of the pirates said him that " You have a choice. Join my crew or I'll throw you to the sharks." Percy didn't want to be a pirate. But he didn't want to be a shark's dinner, either. So he decided to join. He think that " I will never see my family..". He felt very sad. One day, He find maps. They gave him an idea. He found a map of a place called Crab Island. He took a pen, and he drew a place where is treasure. But the place is lie. He got across the map to him. The captain dug down the place. But he couldn't find any treasure. And he tried to climb out of the hole, but he couldn't! Then Percy back to the ship. He took down the pirates' flag and set sail. Five days later, he arrived home!!! And he returned their treasure which the pirates attacked. Everyone was so happy. They gave him a big reward. And his family was never hungry again!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I was impressed by his brave! And I felt happy that he could back home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;(345 words)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/939650587736404706-3048988881122648115?l=pinkranjer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkranjer.blogspot.com/feeds/3048988881122648115/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=939650587736404706&amp;postID=3048988881122648115' title='0 件のコメント'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/939650587736404706/posts/default/3048988881122648115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/939650587736404706/posts/default/3048988881122648115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkranjer.blogspot.com/2009/05/book-review5-percy-and-pirates.html' title='BOOK REVIEW#5 (Percy and the Pirates)'/><author><name>Yoko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06853445502371370418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UYd483O3DmA/SgaOfU1ln8I/AAAAAAAAADM/dGo_uJKHsGo/s72-c/51a55OjukgL__SL500_AA240_.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-939650587736404706.post-4121876775814029620</id><published>2009-05-06T20:14:00.004+09:00</published><updated>2009-06-03T09:49:49.104+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Diary'/><title type='text'>Watermelons★</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UYd483O3DmA/SgFz4HYndLI/AAAAAAAAACk/-hMNmrASARg/s1600-h/%E3%81%86%E3%81%89%E3%83%BC%E3%81%9F%E3%83%BC%E3%82%81%E3%82%8D%E3%83%BC%E3%82%93.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332670841675543730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UYd483O3DmA/SgFz4HYndLI/AAAAAAAAACk/-hMNmrASARg/s200/%E3%81%86%E3%81%89%E3%83%BC%E3%81%9F%E3%83%BC%E3%82%81%E3%82%8D%E3%83%BC%E3%82%93.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;My father bring four watermelons!!! We ate one watermelon these days. It was very delicious and sweet♡ This is fresh watermelons, so it is very fresh and juicy✿I like watermelon very much(^ω^) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;(33 words)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/939650587736404706-4121876775814029620?l=pinkranjer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkranjer.blogspot.com/feeds/4121876775814029620/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=939650587736404706&amp;postID=4121876775814029620' title='0 件のコメント'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/939650587736404706/posts/default/4121876775814029620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/939650587736404706/posts/default/4121876775814029620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkranjer.blogspot.com/2009/05/watermelons.html' title='Watermelons★'/><author><name>Yoko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06853445502371370418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UYd483O3DmA/SgFz4HYndLI/AAAAAAAAACk/-hMNmrASARg/s72-c/%E3%81%86%E3%81%89%E3%83%BC%E3%81%9F%E3%83%BC%E3%82%81%E3%82%8D%E3%83%BC%E3%82%93.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-939650587736404706.post-4811686852102440660</id><published>2009-05-06T19:45:00.006+09:00</published><updated>2009-06-03T09:49:49.104+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Diary'/><title type='text'>BBQ⊂(^ω^)⊃!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UYd483O3DmA/SgFwpoKFLlI/AAAAAAAAACU/J1g7pyIu-5E/s1600-h/BBQ.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332667294240026194" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UYd483O3DmA/SgFwpoKFLlI/AAAAAAAAACU/J1g7pyIu-5E/s200/BBQ.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Today, we have BBQ in the yard with my relative. Today's weather was fine☀ But it was very hot today(/_;)!! It seems as if summer season. BBQ was very fun!!! After, I and my cousins went to a park near my house. They are child, so they looked very fun. I couldn't keep up with their vigor: But it was very excited. And we ate Yakionigiri and Watermelons after the BBQ. We ate a lot of foods. Hahaha:-) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UYd483O3DmA/SgFwwZKqdSI/AAAAAAAAACc/5HRhBZlwZbc/s1600-h/%E3%81%99%E3%81%84%E3%81%8B%E3%81%82.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332667410475021602" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UYd483O3DmA/SgFwwZKqdSI/AAAAAAAAACc/5HRhBZlwZbc/s200/%E3%81%99%E3%81%84%E3%81%8B%E3%81%82.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Today is a last day of Golden Week. My Golden Week was very fun!! I had a very good time during this Golden Week♫&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;(104 words)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/939650587736404706-4811686852102440660?l=pinkranjer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkranjer.blogspot.com/feeds/4811686852102440660/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=939650587736404706&amp;postID=4811686852102440660' title='0 件のコメント'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/939650587736404706/posts/default/4811686852102440660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/939650587736404706/posts/default/4811686852102440660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkranjer.blogspot.com/2009/05/bbq.html' title='BBQ⊂(^ω^)⊃!!!!!!!'/><author><name>Yoko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06853445502371370418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UYd483O3DmA/SgFwpoKFLlI/AAAAAAAAACU/J1g7pyIu-5E/s72-c/BBQ.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-939650587736404706.post-2618924428398627899</id><published>2009-05-03T20:36:00.003+09:00</published><updated>2009-06-03T09:49:49.105+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Diary'/><title type='text'>⋆Drive!!!!!!!!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UYd483O3DmA/Sf2JNckW64I/AAAAAAAAACM/bByMR7mr8OM/s1600-h/NEC_0022.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331568397976529794" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UYd483O3DmA/Sf2JNckW64I/AAAAAAAAACM/bByMR7mr8OM/s400/NEC_0022.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Yesterday, I took a drive for see a night view with my friend!! My friend drove her mothers car, she was very good at drive. We went to Tawarayama(俵山), but we didn't know how to go there. So we mistook the road again and again, but that time is fun too(^ω^) We reached there at past one o'clock. The night view was very beautiful!!!! We were very impressed the scene☆&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Today, we ate pasta! We went to Pasta Lista. We like pasta very much!! There pasta was really delicious♡ I want to go there again. Then, we went to Karaoke. We sang a lot of songs♫ We had a very good time there. And my friend took me to my house by car. I really thanks to her. I like her very much✰ And I like drive very much. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Next, we want to go to Kinpouzan(金峰山).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;(148 words)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/939650587736404706-2618924428398627899?l=pinkranjer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkranjer.blogspot.com/feeds/2618924428398627899/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=939650587736404706&amp;postID=2618924428398627899' title='2 件のコメント'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/939650587736404706/posts/default/2618924428398627899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/939650587736404706/posts/default/2618924428398627899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkranjer.blogspot.com/2009/05/drive.html' title='⋆Drive!!!!!!!!!!!!!!'/><author><name>Yoko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06853445502371370418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UYd483O3DmA/Sf2JNckW64I/AAAAAAAAACM/bByMR7mr8OM/s72-c/NEC_0022.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-939650587736404706.post-7062881267392198178</id><published>2009-05-03T20:28:00.003+09:00</published><updated>2009-06-03T09:32:27.802+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Typing'/><title type='text'>☆Food/eating habits☆</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I like to eat very much!! I don't have likes and dislikes about food. I like Japanese food very much, and I like tofu. It is made from soybean, so it's taste is very simple. Some people don't like this taste, but I like this. And I like Korean!! I like a hot taste very much. For example, "Toppogi", "Chige", and so on. I'm indifferent to eat a red pepper. My friends see such me, and often say that "Your palate is crazy!". I like to eat very much, so I often go to restaurant where printed in magazines. And I like sweet very much!! I want to go to Kurea to eat a jumbo parfait! It is very fun to eat(^ω^)♫&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;(126 words)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/939650587736404706-7062881267392198178?l=pinkranjer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkranjer.blogspot.com/feeds/7062881267392198178/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=939650587736404706&amp;postID=7062881267392198178' title='0 件のコメント'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/939650587736404706/posts/default/7062881267392198178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/939650587736404706/posts/default/7062881267392198178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkranjer.blogspot.com/2009/05/foodeating-habits.html' title='☆Food/eating habits☆'/><author><name>Yoko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06853445502371370418</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-939650587736404706.post-2570504344174816496</id><published>2009-05-02T15:44:00.006+09:00</published><updated>2009-06-03T09:52:46.007+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Book review'/><title type='text'>BOOK REVIEW #4 (The Little Red Hen)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UYd483O3DmA/Sfv8vFYbT1I/AAAAAAAAACE/_2OiBfdrC5A/s1600-h/515H54BKPFL__SL500_AA240_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331132469751795538" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UYd483O3DmA/Sfv8vFYbT1I/AAAAAAAAACE/_2OiBfdrC5A/s400/515H54BKPFL__SL500_AA240_.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;This Book is the story of the red hen. Once upon a time, there was a little red hen who lived on a farm in a little white hen house with a bright red roof. She had three best friends, a glossy black cat, a big noisy duck, and a fat brown rat. One morning, the little red hen walked to the field. Then she found some grains of wheat. And she try to plant the wheat! She asked to her three friends "Who will help me plant the wheat?", but anyone didn't help her. So she plants the wheat herself. One by one, she dropped the grains in. The little red hen waited for her wheat to grow all through the winter. Gradually, the weat grew! at last, the wheat was ready. Then she asked to her three friends "Who will help me cut it down?". But they said "Not I". So she cut it down herself. Then she asked "I want to grind it into flour. Who will help me take the wheat to the mill?". But they said "No!". She took it to the mill and ground it into flour herself. And she asked them "Who will help me make the flour into bread?". Of course, they said "Not I"!! So she baked the bread without any help at all. Then the bread completioned, she asked "Who will help me eat the bread?". They said " I'll eat the bread!!". But the little red hen didn't forgive them. And she ate the bread all herself. I read this book, and I feel this story is very fun!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I can understanding the feeling of the little red hen. I thought that her three friends are very cunning. This book is very interesting. And this book's picture is very cute!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;(303 words)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/939650587736404706-2570504344174816496?l=pinkranjer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkranjer.blogspot.com/feeds/2570504344174816496/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=939650587736404706&amp;postID=2570504344174816496' title='0 件のコメント'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/939650587736404706/posts/default/2570504344174816496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/939650587736404706/posts/default/2570504344174816496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkranjer.blogspot.com/2009/05/book-review-4-little-red-hen.html' title='BOOK REVIEW #4 (The Little Red Hen)'/><author><name>Yoko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06853445502371370418</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/_UYd483O3DmA/Sfv8vFYbT1I/AAAAAAAAACE/_2OiBfdrC5A/s72-c/515H54BKPFL__SL500_AA240_.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-939650587736404706.post-4232098678852478197</id><published>2009-05-02T13:02:00.002+09:00</published><updated>2009-06-03T09:52:46.008+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Book review'/><title type='text'>BOOK REVIEW #3 (THE BOOKSTORE BURGLAR)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UYd483O3DmA/SfvW11V_5SI/AAAAAAAAAB8/hhxyJcO84E8/s1600-h/THE+BOOKSTORE+BURGLAR.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331090804263871778" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 173px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 260px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UYd483O3DmA/SfvW11V_5SI/AAAAAAAAAB8/hhxyJcO84E8/s400/THE+BOOKSTORE+BURGLAR.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I read this "THE BOOKSTORE BURGLAR". This book is very fantastic. Mr. Brown owned a bookstore. It called the Black Cat Bookstore. Mr. Brown lived above the store with his cat(Her name is Cobweb). Her favorite food was cheese, and every morning they ate cheese for breakfast. Then they went downstairs to open the store. The Black Cat Bookstore was not just any bookstore. It sold only ghost books. It even had a ghost!! Cobweb helped him keep an eye on things. One day, she saw something strange what the spare key was not on its hook! And she saw a man with the key! He was putting it in his pocket. The man walked toward the door. But Mr. Brown did'nt notice. And that night, Cobweb thought the burglar might come back, so she stayed downstairs. Then she heard a key in the lock. The burglar tiptoed across the store. Cobweb called for there gohsts. She got rid of the burglar with gohsts!! Then Mr. Brown heard some noise, and he came downstairs. He saw the burglar. The burglar ran out of the store. Mr. Brown was thanks for Cobweb and ghost. He made a cheese treat for them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I admired the act of this cat!! I think that she is very wise. I want such pet!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;(220 words)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/939650587736404706-4232098678852478197?l=pinkranjer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkranjer.blogspot.com/feeds/4232098678852478197/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=939650587736404706&amp;postID=4232098678852478197' title='0 件のコメント'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/939650587736404706/posts/default/4232098678852478197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/939650587736404706/posts/default/4232098678852478197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkranjer.blogspot.com/2009/05/book-review-3-bookstore-burglar.html' title='BOOK REVIEW #3 (THE BOOKSTORE BURGLAR)'/><author><name>Yoko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06853445502371370418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UYd483O3DmA/SfvW11V_5SI/AAAAAAAAAB8/hhxyJcO84E8/s72-c/THE+BOOKSTORE+BURGLAR.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-939650587736404706.post-9117996298254462639</id><published>2009-05-02T12:26:00.005+09:00</published><updated>2009-06-03T09:49:49.105+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Diary'/><title type='text'>☆Cute Bear（・ω・）</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UYd483O3DmA/SfvDt8rx6nI/AAAAAAAAABk/DSorDFCmyKE/s1600-h/%E3%81%8F%E3%81%BE%E3%81%9F%E3%82%93.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331069778074397298" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UYd483O3DmA/SfvDt8rx6nI/AAAAAAAAABk/DSorDFCmyKE/s400/%E3%81%8F%E3%81%BE%E3%81%9F%E3%82%93.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UYd483O3DmA/SfvDmvx1BnI/AAAAAAAAABc/z1qOb4JUTOI/s1600-h/%E3%81%8D%E3%82%85%E3%83%BC%E3%81%A8%E3%81%B9%E3%81%82.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331069654351021682" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UYd483O3DmA/SfvDmvx1BnI/AAAAAAAAABc/z1qOb4JUTOI/s400/%E3%81%8D%E3%82%85%E3%83%BC%E3%81%A8%E3%81%B9%E3%81%82.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Look!!! This bear is very cute♡ Isn't it??! My senior of club bought this bear for me. They went to Nagasaki. And he bought this "HUIS TEN BOSCH". The magnet in this bear's hand, so I hang this any where. I want to go there too!! There was a Big Bear!!! I would like to see such the bear. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I felt very surprise and very happy when I got this. I was really thanks to him♫&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;(77 words)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/939650587736404706-9117996298254462639?l=pinkranjer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkranjer.blogspot.com/feeds/9117996298254462639/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=939650587736404706&amp;postID=9117996298254462639' title='0 件のコメント'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/939650587736404706/posts/default/9117996298254462639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/939650587736404706/posts/default/9117996298254462639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkranjer.blogspot.com/2009/05/cute-bear.html' title='☆Cute Bear（・ω・）'/><author><name>Yoko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06853445502371370418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UYd483O3DmA/SfvDt8rx6nI/AAAAAAAAABk/DSorDFCmyKE/s72-c/%E3%81%8F%E3%81%BE%E3%81%9F%E3%82%93.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-939650587736404706.post-5873647033567966334</id><published>2009-05-02T12:17:00.002+09:00</published><updated>2009-06-03T09:32:27.802+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Typing'/><title type='text'>✿My Golden Week✿</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;My plans of Golden Week are very fun!!! First, I go for a drive with my friend on Saturday. And I put up with her home. We are going to Karaoke. Second, I'm going to play with my friends on Monday. They are my friends when I was a high school student!! I'm looking forward to see them!!! Third, I have a BBQ in the yard on Tuesday. We are going to invite a relative. Finally, I will go for a drive with my friend on Wednesday. I want to go to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Aso&lt;/span&gt;!!! These plans are very exciting! I would like to enjoy this Golden Week!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;(108 words)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/939650587736404706-5873647033567966334?l=pinkranjer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkranjer.blogspot.com/feeds/5873647033567966334/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=939650587736404706&amp;postID=5873647033567966334' title='0 件のコメント'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/939650587736404706/posts/default/5873647033567966334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/939650587736404706/posts/default/5873647033567966334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkranjer.blogspot.com/2009/05/my-golden-week.html' title='✿My Golden Week✿'/><author><name>Yoko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06853445502371370418</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-939650587736404706.post-8574305776205776531</id><published>2009-05-01T00:44:00.003+09:00</published><updated>2009-06-03T09:49:49.105+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Diary'/><title type='text'>☺~♫</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UYd483O3DmA/SfnNIQ0c7OI/AAAAAAAAABU/3nANckx9Dwk/s1600-h/%E3%81%AF%E3%81%AB%E3%83%BC%E3%81%A8%E3%83%BC%E3%81%99%E3%81%A8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330517175807306978" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UYd483O3DmA/SfnNIQ0c7OI/AAAAAAAAABU/3nANckx9Dwk/s400/%E3%81%AF%E3%81%AB%E3%83%BC%E3%81%A8%E3%83%BC%E3%81%99%E3%81%A8.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Hi!! I didn't write this blog for a long time. I had a bad cold these days. I would like to write this blog just now♪　Look!!!!! Do you know what is this?! This is a "Honey toast". I ate it in Kumamoto Kulea with my friend. We went to go there by car. My friend drove her mother's car☆ It was very delicious and sweet♡!! Have you ever eat it?? Please eat it! And we can add the syrup on the way to eat. Then stuff spread some syrup on this, they sing a song. Such like, " ♫Bun bun bun.. Hatch ga tobu♪". This service is very cute!!! We had a very nice time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Now, I am very sleepy.. So I would like to go to bed.&lt;br /&gt;Good night!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;(132 words)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/939650587736404706-8574305776205776531?l=pinkranjer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkranjer.blogspot.com/feeds/8574305776205776531/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=939650587736404706&amp;postID=8574305776205776531' title='1 件のコメント'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/939650587736404706/posts/default/8574305776205776531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/939650587736404706/posts/default/8574305776205776531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkranjer.blogspot.com/2009/05/blog-post.html' title='☺~♫'/><author><name>Yoko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06853445502371370418</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/_UYd483O3DmA/SfnNIQ0c7OI/AAAAAAAAABU/3nANckx9Dwk/s72-c/%E3%81%AF%E3%81%AB%E3%83%BC%E3%81%A8%E3%83%BC%E3%81%99%E3%81%A8.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-939650587736404706.post-7880134267944848147</id><published>2009-04-28T12:55:00.002+09:00</published><updated>2009-06-03T09:32:27.802+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Typing'/><title type='text'>Typing Test!!!  (Vacation)</title><content type='html'>My spring vacation was very good! First, I went on a three day trip to Tokyo with my friends. First day, we went to Akihabara, Shibuya, and Odaiba. There were a lot of people. We went to a "Meido-cafe". They were very cute. Next day, We went to the Tokyo Disney Land. It was very fun!! We took a lit of pictures with Disney character. They were very cute. Second, I went to Korea with my mother. It was very nice. I love Korea very much!! I bought a lot of clothes and cosmetics. But the climate was cloud and cold in Korea. I enjoyed my spring vacation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;(109 words)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/939650587736404706-7880134267944848147?l=pinkranjer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkranjer.blogspot.com/feeds/7880134267944848147/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=939650587736404706&amp;postID=7880134267944848147' title='0 件のコメント'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/939650587736404706/posts/default/7880134267944848147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/939650587736404706/posts/default/7880134267944848147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkranjer.blogspot.com/2009/04/typing-test-vacation.html' title='Typing Test!!!  (Vacation)'/><author><name>Yoko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06853445502371370418</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-939650587736404706.post-2908642328319609726</id><published>2009-04-25T18:29:00.003+09:00</published><updated>2009-06-03T09:49:49.106+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Diary'/><title type='text'>Cherry blossom✿</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UYd483O3DmA/SfvFHVWunQI/AAAAAAAAABs/aKQ7vyzI1sI/s1600-h/SAKURA.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331071313705344258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UYd483O3DmA/SfvFHVWunQI/AAAAAAAAABs/aKQ7vyzI1sI/s400/SAKURA.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;This picture is cherryblossom!! It is very cute, isn't it??! I took this picture when I went out to see the cherry blossom in the park near my friend's house. Did you go to a picnic under the cherry blossom last spring? I went to enjoy the cherryblossom with my friends. It was very excited♫ &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;What kind of flower do you like? I like a lotus flower. This flower is very beautiful and the color is very cute!! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;(80 words)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/939650587736404706-2908642328319609726?l=pinkranjer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkranjer.blogspot.com/feeds/2908642328319609726/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=939650587736404706&amp;postID=2908642328319609726' title='0 件のコメント'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/939650587736404706/posts/default/2908642328319609726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/939650587736404706/posts/default/2908642328319609726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkranjer.blogspot.com/2009/04/cherry-blossom.html' title='Cherry blossom✿'/><author><name>Yoko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06853445502371370418</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/_UYd483O3DmA/SfvFHVWunQI/AAAAAAAAABs/aKQ7vyzI1sI/s72-c/SAKURA.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
