<?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-2061450804186136321</id><updated>2012-01-15T17:02:33.403+09:00</updated><category term='My favorite book.'/><category term='assignment classactivity'/><category term='　'/><title type='text'>Aogaku IE3 Daily Blog</title><subtitle type='html'>Dr. Hamilton Armstrong's Aoyama Gakuin University IE3 Students Blog Fluently in English!</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aogakuie3.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2061450804186136321/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aogakuie3.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2061450804186136321/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Dr. Armstrong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12490902328791426226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WYpg3TESG38/Sr7VEDhIanI/AAAAAAAAADM/coIBS92ltWM/S220/CIMG2239-WEB.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>2371</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2061450804186136321.post-1266485897954932666</id><published>2012-01-15T17:00:00.002+09:00</published><updated>2012-01-15T17:02:33.416+09:00</updated><title type='text'>thank you^^</title><content type='html'>I liked this IE members very much!!&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to you, I could enjoy IE classes.&lt;br /&gt;Thank you &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;sooooooooooo&lt;/span&gt; much!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2061450804186136321-1266485897954932666?l=aogakuie3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2061450804186136321/posts/default/1266485897954932666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2061450804186136321/posts/default/1266485897954932666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aogakuie3.blogspot.com/2012/01/thank-you.html' title='thank you^^'/><author><name>Yoko Saito</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15281462079409196818</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2061450804186136321.post-3525146756838231852</id><published>2012-01-13T10:52:00.001+09:00</published><updated>2012-01-13T10:53:12.828+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Presentation</title><content type='html'>I have a presentation today.&lt;br /&gt;I will be nervous, but I'll do my best!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2061450804186136321-3525146756838231852?l=aogakuie3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2061450804186136321/posts/default/3525146756838231852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2061450804186136321/posts/default/3525146756838231852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aogakuie3.blogspot.com/2012/01/presentation_4218.html' title='Presentation'/><author><name>misato</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14885882465101122138</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2061450804186136321.post-8846639132900494248</id><published>2012-01-13T10:48:00.004+09:00</published><updated>2012-01-13T10:49:26.306+09:00</updated><title type='text'>The Phantom of the Opera</title><content type='html'>I watched musical a few days ago. I watched &lt;em&gt;The Phantom of the Opera&lt;/em&gt; by Shiki theatorical company.&lt;br /&gt;It was so wonderful!! There was a live performance by an orchestra. I was very surprised!&lt;br /&gt;I want to watch again♪&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2061450804186136321-8846639132900494248?l=aogakuie3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2061450804186136321/posts/default/8846639132900494248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2061450804186136321/posts/default/8846639132900494248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aogakuie3.blogspot.com/2012/01/phantom-of-opera.html' title='The Phantom of the Opera'/><author><name>misato</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14885882465101122138</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2061450804186136321.post-4836868816942284631</id><published>2012-01-13T01:19:00.002+09:00</published><updated>2012-01-13T01:24:25.034+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Presentation</title><content type='html'>I have to prepare for presentation. It's already 1:20 ;( I m sleepy.. Tomorrow our team meet at 9:30. Fight!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2061450804186136321-4836868816942284631?l=aogakuie3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2061450804186136321/posts/default/4836868816942284631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2061450804186136321/posts/default/4836868816942284631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aogakuie3.blogspot.com/2012/01/presentation_13.html' title='Presentation'/><author><name>saki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02051344487164409986</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2061450804186136321.post-7362994676606215259</id><published>2012-01-11T16:13:00.002+09:00</published><updated>2012-01-11T16:21:57.470+09:00</updated><title type='text'>loneliness</title><content type='html'>Today, all of the members of my family are not at home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel loney!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish I had a larger famiy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2061450804186136321-7362994676606215259?l=aogakuie3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2061450804186136321/posts/default/7362994676606215259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2061450804186136321/posts/default/7362994676606215259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aogakuie3.blogspot.com/2012/01/loneliness.html' title='loneliness'/><author><name>madoka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05611677173038534155</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2061450804186136321.post-6553167313687757788</id><published>2012-01-11T16:08:00.002+09:00</published><updated>2012-01-11T16:13:33.827+09:00</updated><title type='text'>presentation</title><content type='html'>I prepared for our presentation with Yuka, Shiori, and Karen today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was hard to finish many assignments.&lt;br /&gt;However, I was able to enjoy studying with them today :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2061450804186136321-6553167313687757788?l=aogakuie3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2061450804186136321/posts/default/6553167313687757788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2061450804186136321/posts/default/6553167313687757788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aogakuie3.blogspot.com/2012/01/presentation.html' title='presentation'/><author><name>madoka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05611677173038534155</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2061450804186136321.post-4356778941128353872</id><published>2012-01-10T23:38:00.002+09:00</published><updated>2012-01-10T23:49:02.777+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Final exam</title><content type='html'>This is the first my writing!&lt;br /&gt;I'd wanted to see IE member, so I was very happy last Friday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, our university started final examination terms recently.&lt;br /&gt;I had two test today. These were German and English literature history's.&lt;br /&gt;Recently, I was busy because of my part-time jobs, so I studied very hard yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;I was very sleepy but I did my best then. Tests were very difficult, but I'm happy to finish it.&lt;br /&gt;I still have many tests... I'll do my best too!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2061450804186136321-4356778941128353872?l=aogakuie3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2061450804186136321/posts/default/4356778941128353872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2061450804186136321/posts/default/4356778941128353872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aogakuie3.blogspot.com/2012/01/final-exam.html' title='Final exam'/><author><name>Mai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02784497457062700395</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2061450804186136321.post-831164819462328916</id><published>2012-01-09T21:17:00.002+09:00</published><updated>2012-01-09T21:21:48.352+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Study</title><content type='html'>I have to study Chinese and Chinese law for examination. Tomorrow, I have first test:(&lt;br /&gt;It's fun to study new things and learn Chinese but also hard.&lt;br /&gt;I'll do my best tomorrow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2061450804186136321-831164819462328916?l=aogakuie3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2061450804186136321/posts/default/831164819462328916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2061450804186136321/posts/default/831164819462328916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aogakuie3.blogspot.com/2012/01/study.html' title='Study'/><author><name>saki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02051344487164409986</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2061450804186136321.post-95091988982293904</id><published>2012-01-06T12:09:00.004+09:00</published><updated>2012-01-06T12:24:03.280+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Mr. Krueger's Christmas</title><content type='html'>1) What does Mr. Krueger do?&lt;br /&gt;He is a cleaner of a building.&lt;br /&gt;2) Why is he living alone?&lt;br /&gt;Because his wife died and he has no family.&lt;br /&gt;3) Why is he lonely?&lt;br /&gt;Because nobody entertains him.&lt;br /&gt;4) What are the names of the cat, his wife, and the little girl?&lt;br /&gt;The cat is George, his wife is Martha, and the little girl is Clarissa.&lt;br /&gt;5) How would you describe "Caroling"?&lt;br /&gt;I think it means singing a traditional Christmas song.&lt;br /&gt;6) To whom does Mr. Krueger say "I love you"?&lt;br /&gt;To Jesus.&lt;br /&gt;7) What messages do you think the film makers want us to remember?&lt;br /&gt;I think the film makers want us to remember the importance of our ties with our dearest people.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2061450804186136321-95091988982293904?l=aogakuie3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2061450804186136321/posts/default/95091988982293904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2061450804186136321/posts/default/95091988982293904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aogakuie3.blogspot.com/2012/01/mr-kruegers-christmas_06.html' title='Mr. Krueger&apos;s Christmas'/><author><name>madoka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05611677173038534155</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2061450804186136321.post-8966909044817679114</id><published>2012-01-06T02:53:00.002+09:00</published><updated>2012-01-06T03:05:58.005+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Mr. Krueger's Christmas</title><content type='html'>1) What does Mr. Krueger do?&lt;br /&gt;He is the caretaker of an apartment building.&lt;br /&gt;2) Why is he living alone?&lt;br /&gt;Because his wife died.&lt;br /&gt;3) Why is he lonely?&lt;br /&gt;Because he has no friends.&lt;br /&gt;4) What are the names of the cat, his wife, and the little girl?&lt;br /&gt;The cat is George, his wife is Martha, and the little girl is Clarissa.&lt;br /&gt;5) How would you describe "Caroling"?&lt;br /&gt;It means singing Christmas songs to people.&lt;br /&gt;6) To whom does Mr. Krueger say "I love you"?&lt;br /&gt;Mary's baby boy.&lt;br /&gt;7) What messages do you think the film makers want us to remember?&lt;br /&gt;I think they want us to know that we all people can't live without someone's help and how important our human connections.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2061450804186136321-8966909044817679114?l=aogakuie3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2061450804186136321/posts/default/8966909044817679114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2061450804186136321/posts/default/8966909044817679114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aogakuie3.blogspot.com/2012/01/mr-kruegers-christmas.html' title='Mr. Krueger&apos;s Christmas'/><author><name>Ayana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16356771174778748645</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2061450804186136321.post-246705804429325464</id><published>2012-01-05T23:56:00.003+09:00</published><updated>2012-01-05T23:58:48.094+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy New Year</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qP0SHf_X8d8/TwW6TYje7BI/AAAAAAAAAFM/JFXaXU5Trxo/s1600/064.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px 0px 10px 10px; width: 240px; height: 320px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5694162146051419154" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qP0SHf_X8d8/TwW6TYje7BI/AAAAAAAAAFM/JFXaXU5Trxo/s320/064.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; Happy New Year!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We will have only four IE classes this year.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I miss you, but I wish all of you will have many happy things this year!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2061450804186136321-246705804429325464?l=aogakuie3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2061450804186136321/posts/default/246705804429325464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2061450804186136321/posts/default/246705804429325464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aogakuie3.blogspot.com/2012/01/happy-new-year.html' title='Happy New Year'/><author><name>Maiko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06771358155074250491</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/-qP0SHf_X8d8/TwW6TYje7BI/AAAAAAAAAFM/JFXaXU5Trxo/s72-c/064.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2061450804186136321.post-3688931619387338803</id><published>2012-01-05T23:23:00.003+09:00</published><updated>2012-01-05T23:31:54.910+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Mr. Kruger's Christmas</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;1) What does Mr. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Kruger&lt;/span&gt; do?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;         He cleans buildings.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2) Why is he living alone?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;         Because his &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;wife&lt;/span&gt; went away.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3) Why is he &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;lonely&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;          Because he has no friends.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4)What are the name of the cat, his wife, and the little girl?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;         His cat is  &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;George&lt;/span&gt;, his wife is &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Berthe&lt;/span&gt;, and the little girl is Clarissa.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5) How would you describe "caroling"?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;          Carol is the song of Christmas. It sung for peoples &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;happiness&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;6) To whom does Mr. Kruger say "I love you?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;          To the baby.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;7) What massages do you think film &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;makers&lt;/span&gt; wants us to learn/ remember?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;         The message is if we have kindness, someone will be kind to us and friendship &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;doesn't&lt;/span&gt; depend on the ages.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2061450804186136321-3688931619387338803?l=aogakuie3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2061450804186136321/posts/default/3688931619387338803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2061450804186136321/posts/default/3688931619387338803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aogakuie3.blogspot.com/2012/01/mr-krugers-christmas.html' title='Mr. Kruger&apos;s Christmas'/><author><name>Maiko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06771358155074250491</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2061450804186136321.post-4518656166700912703</id><published>2012-01-03T11:44:00.007+09:00</published><updated>2012-01-03T12:20:08.366+09:00</updated><title type='text'>China Town</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vbeBJY9k0t8/TwJxUfRGKhI/AAAAAAAAAAc/eO9WotgLCGU/s1600/%25E4%25B8%25AD%25E8%258F%25AF%25E8%25A1%2597.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px 0px 10px 10px; width: 120px; height: 200px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693237475754256914" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vbeBJY9k0t8/TwJxUfRGKhI/AAAAAAAAAAc/eO9WotgLCGU/s200/%25E4%25B8%25AD%25E8%258F%25AF%25E8%25A1%2597.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-K6Nn9lS9kYc/TwJwoLmfEVI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/kpo82VCGBaQ/s1600/yokohamadaisekai.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I went China town at Yokohama with Misato on December 30.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We ate &lt;em&gt;Kakuni Manju&lt;/em&gt; and &lt;em&gt;Goma Dango &lt;/em&gt;there&lt;em&gt;.&lt;/em&gt; They were so delicious!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But I took few photos, so I cannot show the scene.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; I like to eat foods, so next time I'd like to eat a lot.(^^)&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/2061450804186136321-4518656166700912703?l=aogakuie3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2061450804186136321/posts/default/4518656166700912703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2061450804186136321/posts/default/4518656166700912703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aogakuie3.blogspot.com/2012/01/china-town.html' title='China Town'/><author><name>yuka</name><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/-vbeBJY9k0t8/TwJxUfRGKhI/AAAAAAAAAAc/eO9WotgLCGU/s72-c/%25E4%25B8%25AD%25E8%258F%25AF%25E8%25A1%2597.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2061450804186136321.post-6816908800607810493</id><published>2012-01-02T22:26:00.002+09:00</published><updated>2012-01-02T22:39:06.150+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Trick Art</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-v7UqJFGe0wk/TwGzTIOBpQI/AAAAAAAAABM/rYociL5_sIU/s1600/111227_1324%257E01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 120px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693028545178215682" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-v7UqJFGe0wk/TwGzTIOBpQI/AAAAAAAAABM/rYociL5_sIU/s200/111227_1324%257E01.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I went to Takao Trick Art Museum with my friend!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was so fun!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;All of the exhibition are picture but these things are looked like figures in three dimensions.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2061450804186136321-6816908800607810493?l=aogakuie3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2061450804186136321/posts/default/6816908800607810493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2061450804186136321/posts/default/6816908800607810493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aogakuie3.blogspot.com/2012/01/trick-art.html' title='Trick Art'/><author><name>saki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02051344487164409986</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/-v7UqJFGe0wk/TwGzTIOBpQI/AAAAAAAAABM/rYociL5_sIU/s72-c/111227_1324%257E01.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2061450804186136321.post-2100854221678957945</id><published>2011-12-26T23:03:00.002+09:00</published><updated>2011-12-26T23:09:04.308+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Room cleaning!!</title><content type='html'>I cleaned my room perfectly. It took 7 hours.&lt;br /&gt;There were lots of dust in my room so I wore mask and cleaned all the corners.&lt;br /&gt;Now I feel comfortable（＾ｖ＾）!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2061450804186136321-2100854221678957945?l=aogakuie3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2061450804186136321/posts/default/2100854221678957945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2061450804186136321/posts/default/2100854221678957945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aogakuie3.blogspot.com/2011/12/room-cleaning.html' title='Room cleaning!!'/><author><name>saki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02051344487164409986</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2061450804186136321.post-2815070620666238540</id><published>2011-12-25T16:07:00.003+09:00</published><updated>2011-12-25T16:13:14.054+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas party</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VAHw64icG6w/TvbM1-IfhVI/AAAAAAAAABM/0m9kF5a3TVc/s1600/IMG_1662.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5689960406812951890" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VAHw64icG6w/TvbM1-IfhVI/AAAAAAAAABM/0m9kF5a3TVc/s320/IMG_1662.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We held a Christmas party in IE listening class.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was very fun!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I wish we had party every day.......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2061450804186136321-2815070620666238540?l=aogakuie3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2061450804186136321/posts/default/2815070620666238540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2061450804186136321/posts/default/2815070620666238540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aogakuie3.blogspot.com/2011/12/christmas-party.html' title='Christmas party'/><author><name>Yoko Saito</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15281462079409196818</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/-VAHw64icG6w/TvbM1-IfhVI/AAAAAAAAABM/0m9kF5a3TVc/s72-c/IMG_1662.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2061450804186136321.post-8030592275984496153</id><published>2011-12-25T12:04:00.002+09:00</published><updated>2011-12-25T12:10:49.413+09:00</updated><title type='text'>White Christmas</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VAqkooL528c/TvaUIsdyFJI/AAAAAAAAAA0/mllBNzqr-Jc/s1600/%25E7%2594%25BB%25E5%2583%258F%2B007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5689898056325141650" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VAqkooL528c/TvaUIsdyFJI/AAAAAAAAAA0/mllBNzqr-Jc/s320/%25E7%2594%25BB%25E5%2583%258F%2B007.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We have a lot of snow here in Niigata on the Christmas Day. It seems to keep snowing in a few days.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2061450804186136321-8030592275984496153?l=aogakuie3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2061450804186136321/posts/default/8030592275984496153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2061450804186136321/posts/default/8030592275984496153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aogakuie3.blogspot.com/2011/12/white-christmas.html' title='White Christmas'/><author><name>Shiori Yamaguchi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08854507506417687713</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/-VAqkooL528c/TvaUIsdyFJI/AAAAAAAAAA0/mllBNzqr-Jc/s72-c/%25E7%2594%25BB%25E5%2583%258F%2B007.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2061450804186136321.post-5635355488905811449</id><published>2011-12-25T11:56:00.003+09:00</published><updated>2011-12-25T12:16:27.142+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Mr.Krueger's Christmas</title><content type='html'>1) What does he do?&lt;br /&gt; He is a cleaner for a building.&lt;br /&gt;2) Why is he living alone?&lt;br /&gt; Because his wife passed away.&lt;br /&gt;3) Why is he lonely?&lt;br /&gt; Because he has no friends.&lt;br /&gt;4) What are the name of the cat, his wife, and the little girl?&lt;br /&gt;  The cat is George, his wife is Martha, and the little girl is Clarissa.&lt;br /&gt;5) What would you describe 'caroling'?&lt;br /&gt; the group that sing songs for Christmas&lt;br /&gt;6) To whom does Mr.Krueger say 'I love you'?&lt;br /&gt; To Jesus.&lt;br /&gt;7) What messages do you think the filmmakers want us to learn / remember?&lt;br /&gt; I think the film want to tell us the importance of religion. Perhaps, Mr.Krueger is lonely, even on Christmas, but Jesus watches him and saves him, though he has no family, and no friends.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2061450804186136321-5635355488905811449?l=aogakuie3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2061450804186136321/posts/default/5635355488905811449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2061450804186136321/posts/default/5635355488905811449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aogakuie3.blogspot.com/2011/12/mrkruegers-christmas_25.html' title='Mr.Krueger&apos;s Christmas'/><author><name>Daichi Kambara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03134619004213654288</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2061450804186136321.post-9059740611336490940</id><published>2011-12-24T19:23:00.003+09:00</published><updated>2011-12-24T19:28:48.467+09:00</updated><title type='text'>to Shuko</title><content type='html'>Thank you for your celebrating of my birthday! I'm very happy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm looking forward to seeing you in a few days.&lt;br /&gt;Have a happy new year!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2061450804186136321-9059740611336490940?l=aogakuie3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2061450804186136321/posts/default/9059740611336490940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2061450804186136321/posts/default/9059740611336490940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aogakuie3.blogspot.com/2011/12/to-shuko_24.html' title='to Shuko'/><author><name>Yoko Saito</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15281462079409196818</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2061450804186136321.post-2515718746631118097</id><published>2011-12-24T17:08:00.003+09:00</published><updated>2011-12-24T18:18:13.348+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Mr. Krueger's Christmas</title><content type='html'>What does Mr. Krueger do?&lt;div&gt;-He keeps a building clean.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Why is he living alone?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-It is because his wife died several years ago.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Why is he lonely?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-It is because he has no companion to celebrate Christmas except his cat.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What are the names of the cat, his wife, and the little girl?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-His cat: George, his wife: Bertha, a little girl: Louisa&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;How would you describe "Caroling"?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-I think "Caroling" is the act that some Christians sing carols walking along the streets in Christmas season.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To whom does Mr. Krueger say "I love you"?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-Jesus Christ.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What massages do you think the film makers wants to us learn/remember?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-I think the film makes claims that all our happiness comes from Jesus Christ.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2061450804186136321-2515718746631118097?l=aogakuie3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2061450804186136321/posts/default/2515718746631118097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2061450804186136321/posts/default/2515718746631118097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aogakuie3.blogspot.com/2011/12/mr-kruegers-christmas_24.html' title='Mr. Krueger&apos;s Christmas'/><author><name>yuka</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2061450804186136321.post-6329889972857389465</id><published>2011-12-23T23:55:00.002+09:00</published><updated>2011-12-24T00:08:21.099+09:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm tired..</title><content type='html'>I worked from 11:00 to 10:00 today. A lot of people came to see illumination.&lt;br /&gt;I was tired bacause many people couldn't line and wait. Unbelievable..&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow and day after tomorrow I have to work(；_；)&lt;br /&gt;Fight!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2061450804186136321-6329889972857389465?l=aogakuie3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2061450804186136321/posts/default/6329889972857389465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2061450804186136321/posts/default/6329889972857389465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aogakuie3.blogspot.com/2011/12/im-tired.html' title='I&apos;m tired..'/><author><name>saki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02051344487164409986</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2061450804186136321.post-4634968598278363628</id><published>2011-12-22T10:49:00.004+09:00</published><updated>2011-12-22T15:32:37.552+09:00</updated><title type='text'>In celebration of the birthday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kLFH9SBhuOo/TvLOxl6pcRI/AAAAAAAAAA0/MUkgZuA15ac/s1600/cake2-w1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5688836630709367058" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 250px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 298px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kLFH9SBhuOo/TvLOxl6pcRI/AAAAAAAAAA0/MUkgZuA15ac/s320/cake2-w1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;font color="#cc66cc"&gt;&lt;font color="#cc66cc"&gt;H&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#ff6666"&gt;A&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#cc66cc"&gt;P&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#ff6666"&gt;P&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#cc66cc"&gt;Y &lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#ff6666"&gt;B&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#cc66cc"&gt;I&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#ff6666"&gt;R&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#cc66cc"&gt;T&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#ff6666"&gt;H&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#cc66cc"&gt;D&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#ff6666"&gt;A&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#cc66cc"&gt;Y&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#ff6666"&gt;, &lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#cc66cc"&gt;Y&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#ff6666"&gt;O&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#cc66cc"&gt;K&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#ff6666"&gt;O&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#ff6666"&gt; !!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sorry, I was late to celebrate your 19th birthday, December 21st! &amp;gt;&amp;lt;;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I hope that the next year will also become a good year for you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2061450804186136321-4634968598278363628?l=aogakuie3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2061450804186136321/posts/default/4634968598278363628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2061450804186136321/posts/default/4634968598278363628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aogakuie3.blogspot.com/2011/12/in-celebration-of-birthday.html' title='In celebration of the birthday'/><author><name>Shuko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10923609546293928422</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/-kLFH9SBhuOo/TvLOxl6pcRI/AAAAAAAAAA0/MUkgZuA15ac/s72-c/cake2-w1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2061450804186136321.post-3179751675968631752</id><published>2011-12-21T22:25:00.011+09:00</published><updated>2011-12-22T11:41:08.900+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Mr.Krueger's Christmas</title><content type='html'>1)What does Mr.Krueger do?-He is an apartment janitor.&lt;br /&gt;2)why is he living alone?-Because his wife has been dead.&lt;br /&gt;3)Why is he lonely?-He has to spend Christmas Eve with only his cat, and he has nobody who care him in the day.&lt;br /&gt;4)What are the names of the cat, his wife and the little girl?-The cat= George/His wife= Martha/The little girl= Clarissa&lt;br /&gt;5)How would you describe "caroling"?-It is perhaps the symbol of well-being.&lt;br /&gt;6)To whom does Mr.Krueger say "I love you!"?-His closest friend, Jesus.&lt;br /&gt;7)What do you think the filmmakers want us to learn/remember?-They want to tell us how important and holy Christmas is. Christmas is originally celebrated solemnly, but many people forget it. moreover, this movie move people that the connection with others is valueable through the lonely character, Mr.Krueger.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2061450804186136321-3179751675968631752?l=aogakuie3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2061450804186136321/posts/default/3179751675968631752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2061450804186136321/posts/default/3179751675968631752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aogakuie3.blogspot.com/2011/12/mrkruegers-christmas_21.html' title='Mr.Krueger&apos;s Christmas'/><author><name>Shuko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10923609546293928422</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2061450804186136321.post-4998358393319450876</id><published>2011-12-21T15:15:00.002+09:00</published><updated>2011-12-21T15:30:16.511+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Mr.Krueger's Christmas</title><content type='html'>1) He is a cleaner&lt;br /&gt;2) Because his wife passed away&lt;br /&gt;3) Because he has no friend to be with on Christmas&lt;br /&gt;4) cat.. George&lt;br /&gt;his wife.. Martha&lt;br /&gt;little girl.. Clarissa&lt;br /&gt;5) I think caroling is the song that brings joy&lt;br /&gt;6) To Jesus and little girl&lt;br /&gt;7) The message that film makers want us to remember is Jesus Christ is always with you and the real meaning of the Christmas. No one is alone. Jesus is always with you, so Christmas is the day that we celebrate the birth of Chirist not only getting present from Santa Claus.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2061450804186136321-4998358393319450876?l=aogakuie3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2061450804186136321/posts/default/4998358393319450876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2061450804186136321/posts/default/4998358393319450876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aogakuie3.blogspot.com/2011/12/mrkruegers-christmas.html' title='Mr.Krueger&apos;s Christmas'/><author><name>saki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02051344487164409986</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2061450804186136321.post-6882746543683656080</id><published>2011-12-19T22:20:00.003+09:00</published><updated>2011-12-25T12:04:09.818+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Jump!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-37aY5KgIQDc/TvaSlq9QQxI/AAAAAAAAAAo/u9Nc_Rd3hck/s1600/%25E7%2594%25BB%25E5%2583%258F%2B001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5689896355113222930" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-37aY5KgIQDc/TvaSlq9QQxI/AAAAAAAAAAo/u9Nc_Rd3hck/s320/%25E7%2594%25BB%25E5%2583%258F%2B001.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;They jumped. This picture always makes me laugh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2061450804186136321-6882746543683656080?l=aogakuie3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2061450804186136321/posts/default/6882746543683656080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2061450804186136321/posts/default/6882746543683656080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aogakuie3.blogspot.com/2011/12/jump.html' title='Jump!'/><author><name>Shiori Yamaguchi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08854507506417687713</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/-37aY5KgIQDc/TvaSlq9QQxI/AAAAAAAAAAo/u9Nc_Rd3hck/s72-c/%25E7%2594%25BB%25E5%2583%258F%2B001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2061450804186136321.post-3855795421639500985</id><published>2011-12-19T15:45:00.005+09:00</published><updated>2011-12-19T19:53:40.105+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='assignment classactivity'/><title type='text'>Mr. Krueger's Christmas</title><content type='html'>1) What does he do?&lt;br /&gt;He is a custodian for the building.&lt;br /&gt;2) Why is he living alone?&lt;br /&gt;Because his wife was dead.&lt;br /&gt;3) Why is he lonely?&lt;br /&gt;Because he is alone even on the Christmas Eve.&lt;br /&gt;4) What are the names of the cat, his wife and the little girl?&lt;br /&gt;the cat-George&lt;br /&gt;his wife-Martha&lt;br /&gt;the little girl-Clarissa&lt;br /&gt;5) How would you describe "caroling"?&lt;br /&gt;I describe it as the symbol of &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;happiness&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;6) To whom does he say "I love you"?&lt;br /&gt;He said it to Jesus.&lt;br /&gt;7) What messages do you think the filmmakers want us to learn/remember?&lt;br /&gt;I think they want us to learn the importance of Christmas. Nowadays, there are lots of people who don't know the real meaning of Christmas. We should celebrate the birth of Christ. Filmmakers tell us the importance of it through this video.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2061450804186136321-3855795421639500985?l=aogakuie3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2061450804186136321/posts/default/3855795421639500985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2061450804186136321/posts/default/3855795421639500985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aogakuie3.blogspot.com/2011/12/mr-kruegers-christmas.html' title='Mr. Krueger&apos;s Christmas'/><author><name>Yoko Saito</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15281462079409196818</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2061450804186136321.post-3137389410689322583</id><published>2011-12-19T15:35:00.002+09:00</published><updated>2011-12-19T15:45:47.998+09:00</updated><title type='text'>colder and colder</title><content type='html'>Yesterday, I practiced tennis at school.&lt;br /&gt;It was soooooooooo cold! Coldness made me difficult to run.&lt;br /&gt;Winter is not good to play sports.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to join a team competition of tennis this Wednesday.&lt;br /&gt;I hope it isn't cold;;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2061450804186136321-3137389410689322583?l=aogakuie3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2061450804186136321/posts/default/3137389410689322583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2061450804186136321/posts/default/3137389410689322583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aogakuie3.blogspot.com/2011/12/colder-and-colder.html' title='colder and colder'/><author><name>Yoko Saito</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15281462079409196818</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2061450804186136321.post-4221869298335205986</id><published>2011-12-16T23:25:00.005+09:00</published><updated>2011-12-22T12:53:56.996+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='assignment classactivity'/><title type='text'>Mr. Krueger's Christmas</title><content type='html'>1) What does he do?&lt;br /&gt;His is a castodian of the apartment.&lt;br /&gt;2) Why is he living alone?&lt;br /&gt;Because his wife has already gone.&lt;br /&gt;3) Why is he lonely?&lt;br /&gt;Because people around him are not kind to him even on the Christmas Eve.&lt;br /&gt;4) What are the name of the cat, his wife and the little girl?&lt;br /&gt;Cat is called George. wife - Martha, the little girl - Clarissa.&lt;br /&gt;5) What would you describe "caroling"?&lt;br /&gt;To sing Chrismas songs in a small group walking on streets.&lt;br /&gt;6) To whom does Mr.Krueger say "I love you"?&lt;br /&gt;To Jesus.&lt;br /&gt;7) What message do you think the filmmakers want us to learn/remember?&lt;br /&gt;I think they tried to say that just a small kindness makes people very happy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2061450804186136321-4221869298335205986?l=aogakuie3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2061450804186136321/posts/default/4221869298335205986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2061450804186136321/posts/default/4221869298335205986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aogakuie3.blogspot.com/2011/12/mr-kruegers-christmas_16.html' title='Mr. Krueger&apos;s Christmas'/><author><name>Shiori Yamaguchi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08854507506417687713</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2061450804186136321.post-3548928426222483061</id><published>2011-12-16T11:22:00.002+09:00</published><updated>2011-12-16T11:32:40.663+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Public seating in Japan</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I think there should be more benches and seats in streets in Japan. We don't have places to rest, and eventually we only go home. However, the streets in japan are so narrow, so there is no space to put it. Besides, if benches or seats are put in the street, young people occupy them, and older people can't seat it maybe. This is a very difficult problem.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2061450804186136321-3548928426222483061?l=aogakuie3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2061450804186136321/posts/default/3548928426222483061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2061450804186136321/posts/default/3548928426222483061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aogakuie3.blogspot.com/2011/12/public-seating-in-japan_333.html' title='Public seating in Japan'/><author><name>Daichi Kambara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03134619004213654288</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2061450804186136321.post-2031624987664960656</id><published>2011-12-16T11:09:00.002+09:00</published><updated>2011-12-16T11:21:34.801+09:00</updated><title type='text'>A Heart for Africa</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Why do many adults die? And why are many children left behind?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In Swaziland, many adults die by HIV and AIDS. Maybe they are not educated about the problem of sex, and they don't have the idea about preventing them from infecting venereal disease. However, children don't suffer from HIV, even if they have HIV in their bodies, so there are many children in Swaziland.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2061450804186136321-2031624987664960656?l=aogakuie3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2061450804186136321/posts/default/2031624987664960656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2061450804186136321/posts/default/2031624987664960656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aogakuie3.blogspot.com/2011/12/heart-for-africa_5532.html' title='A Heart for Africa'/><author><name>Daichi Kambara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03134619004213654288</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2061450804186136321.post-6000624143562510501</id><published>2011-12-16T10:49:00.007+09:00</published><updated>2011-12-16T11:02:56.505+09:00</updated><title type='text'>illumination</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JWeX5lv3_h4/Tuqmeq7v7mI/AAAAAAAAAFA/ltyuZLGurPE/s1600/DSC01964.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5686540525359853154" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JWeX5lv3_h4/Tuqmeq7v7mI/AAAAAAAAAFA/ltyuZLGurPE/s320/DSC01964.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I went to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Omotesando&lt;/span&gt; Hills to see the illumination with my friend yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;The illumination is celebrating for Walt &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Disney's&lt;/span&gt; 110&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; anniversary, so there are many Disney characters.&lt;br /&gt;It was very beautiful and so cute!! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;XD&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2w6Bs9o7XC4/TuqmeY1IwzI/AAAAAAAAAE0/7B3H5M3gbFY/s1600/omotesando.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5686540520500282162" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2w6Bs9o7XC4/TuqmeY1IwzI/AAAAAAAAAE0/7B3H5M3gbFY/s320/omotesando.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is near the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Aoyama&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;campus&lt;/span&gt;, so I recommend you to go when you have to go to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Aoyama&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;campus&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/2061450804186136321-6000624143562510501?l=aogakuie3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2061450804186136321/posts/default/6000624143562510501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2061450804186136321/posts/default/6000624143562510501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aogakuie3.blogspot.com/2011/12/illumination.html' title='illumination'/><author><name>Maiko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06771358155074250491</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/-JWeX5lv3_h4/Tuqmeq7v7mI/AAAAAAAAAFA/ltyuZLGurPE/s72-c/DSC01964.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2061450804186136321.post-2747017750929536540</id><published>2011-12-16T08:24:00.002+09:00</published><updated>2011-12-16T08:37:43.309+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Public Seating in Japan</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Why are there few public seating in Japan?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think that the narrowness of the land of Japan caused this situatiuon. We do not have extra space for public seating. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2061450804186136321-2747017750929536540?l=aogakuie3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2061450804186136321/posts/default/2747017750929536540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2061450804186136321/posts/default/2747017750929536540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aogakuie3.blogspot.com/2011/12/public-seating-in-japan_1828.html' title='Public Seating in Japan'/><author><name>Yoshiki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05130020606798404939</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2061450804186136321.post-4069721609636004967</id><published>2011-12-16T08:07:00.003+09:00</published><updated>2011-12-16T08:24:10.314+09:00</updated><title type='text'>A Heart for Africa</title><content type='html'>Why not the children but the adults die in Swaziland?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think it is because it takes a certain time to exhibit symptoms of AIDs.&lt;br /&gt;So, the Children that left alive will also become AIDs when they get older.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2061450804186136321-4069721609636004967?l=aogakuie3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2061450804186136321/posts/default/4069721609636004967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2061450804186136321/posts/default/4069721609636004967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aogakuie3.blogspot.com/2011/12/heart-for-africa_319.html' title='A Heart for Africa'/><author><name>Yoshiki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05130020606798404939</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2061450804186136321.post-1039910012389301162</id><published>2011-12-16T07:21:00.002+09:00</published><updated>2011-12-16T07:30:24.897+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Public Seating in Japan</title><content type='html'>Do you think more public seatings are needed?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think more benches should be set along the streets in Japan. There are lots of elderly persons because of the aging society, so benches may help them. Especially, they are needed in famous places. Many foreigners visit the places and such places are generally crowded, so they will be tired because of it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2061450804186136321-1039910012389301162?l=aogakuie3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2061450804186136321/posts/default/1039910012389301162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2061450804186136321/posts/default/1039910012389301162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aogakuie3.blogspot.com/2011/12/public-seating-in-japan_16.html' title='Public Seating in Japan'/><author><name>Ayana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16356771174778748645</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2061450804186136321.post-4278625537558831119</id><published>2011-12-16T07:11:00.003+09:00</published><updated>2011-12-16T07:21:24.185+09:00</updated><title type='text'>A Heart for Africa</title><content type='html'>Why more adults died in Africa than children?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Africa, hygiene are not controlled sufficiently, and there are not much menical treatments. I think that is why most Adults in the country suffered from AIDS. Because of it, lots of children are left.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2061450804186136321-4278625537558831119?l=aogakuie3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2061450804186136321/posts/default/4278625537558831119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2061450804186136321/posts/default/4278625537558831119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aogakuie3.blogspot.com/2011/12/heart-for-africa_2432.html' title='A Heart for Africa'/><author><name>Ayana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16356771174778748645</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2061450804186136321.post-8787321637504946649</id><published>2011-12-16T03:35:00.002+09:00</published><updated>2011-12-16T03:55:03.627+09:00</updated><title type='text'>A Heart for Africa</title><content type='html'>Why not children but the adult died?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think it's because the outbrake of AIDS takes long time.&lt;br /&gt;So, the present situation of Swaziland doesn't mean that children are not on a knife's edge but they also would die when they grow up.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2061450804186136321-8787321637504946649?l=aogakuie3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2061450804186136321/posts/default/8787321637504946649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2061450804186136321/posts/default/8787321637504946649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aogakuie3.blogspot.com/2011/12/heart-for-africa_16.html' title='A Heart for Africa'/><author><name>Kazue</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14297744811863593317</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2061450804186136321.post-7780957886155048329</id><published>2011-12-16T00:15:00.002+09:00</published><updated>2011-12-16T00:28:16.570+09:00</updated><title type='text'>canceling classes</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;  I usually have Reading and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Listening&lt;/span&gt; classes in afternoon &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Thursday&lt;/span&gt;. However, we had no class today. So, I had only second period, French class. So I went to Disneyland after the class to watch a parade. All of you didn't have final period, listening class, did you? What did you do??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2061450804186136321-7780957886155048329?l=aogakuie3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2061450804186136321/posts/default/7780957886155048329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2061450804186136321/posts/default/7780957886155048329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aogakuie3.blogspot.com/2011/12/canceling-classes.html' title='canceling classes'/><author><name>Maiko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06771358155074250491</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2061450804186136321.post-6482834040045234974</id><published>2011-12-15T23:52:00.003+09:00</published><updated>2011-12-16T00:00:14.897+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Public Seating In Japan</title><content type='html'>I do think Japan needs to set more public seating. We may not sit in there very often, but the population of old people in becoming bigger and bigger. We should concern more about what they need. And a public seat is just what they need when they feel tired at walking and want to have a rest.  To make more public seat is a good start.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2061450804186136321-6482834040045234974?l=aogakuie3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2061450804186136321/posts/default/6482834040045234974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2061450804186136321/posts/default/6482834040045234974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aogakuie3.blogspot.com/2011/12/public-seating-in-japan_9735.html' title='Public Seating In Japan'/><author><name>Shikou Kyo ( Zhihao Xu)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00225434992876966984</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2061450804186136321.post-1874794003051709997</id><published>2011-12-15T23:51:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2011-12-16T00:10:48.520+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Public seating in Japan</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;     I think it is an good idea to put some seats in public area. Today, almost all of have cellphones and it is &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;easy&lt;/span&gt; to get in touch with others. We can know our friends life without meeting thanks to e-mail and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;SNS&lt;/span&gt;. However, I think it is very important to meet friends and talk on face-to-face. So, if there are more public seats, we can talk more easily. Some people say if we have public seats, teenagers will have them to &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;themselves&lt;/span&gt; and people who really want to use them  cannot use do. But I think it is not only to be said about teenagers.  We can solve the problem by setting priority seats.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2061450804186136321-1874794003051709997?l=aogakuie3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2061450804186136321/posts/default/1874794003051709997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2061450804186136321/posts/default/1874794003051709997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aogakuie3.blogspot.com/2011/12/public-seating-in-japan_7043.html' title='Public seating in Japan'/><author><name>Maiko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06771358155074250491</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2061450804186136321.post-569583230636900098</id><published>2011-12-15T23:48:00.002+09:00</published><updated>2011-12-16T00:00:03.311+09:00</updated><title type='text'>A Heart For Africa</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;       It is a difficult question why adults dye leaving their children. It is may be because of HIV, hunger, poverty. However, I think it is because parent's love of their children. If I have a children, live there, and we are so poor, I want to let my children eat as many as possible. I will give all food. It I had some money, I will buy them some clothes. That is, I will give them what I have. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Therefor&lt;/span&gt;, parents cannot live longer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2061450804186136321-569583230636900098?l=aogakuie3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2061450804186136321/posts/default/569583230636900098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2061450804186136321/posts/default/569583230636900098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aogakuie3.blogspot.com/2011/12/heart-for-africa_398.html' title='A Heart For Africa'/><author><name>Maiko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06771358155074250491</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2061450804186136321.post-8936849290596691034</id><published>2011-12-15T23:45:00.002+09:00</published><updated>2011-12-15T23:51:18.994+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Hearts of Africa</title><content type='html'>I think the reason why the adults in  Swaziland are dying because of ADIS but children can still alive is because that the medication to control HIV in there is far more better than before. May be some of them is carrying HIV, but they started the treatment when they was very young.  So they can live in a very long time .that's why in Swaziland there is only children left.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2061450804186136321-8936849290596691034?l=aogakuie3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2061450804186136321/posts/default/8936849290596691034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2061450804186136321/posts/default/8936849290596691034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aogakuie3.blogspot.com/2011/12/hearts-of-africa.html' title='Hearts of Africa'/><author><name>Shikou Kyo ( Zhihao Xu)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00225434992876966984</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2061450804186136321.post-3509036391254009546</id><published>2011-12-15T23:19:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2011-12-15T23:19:50.379+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Public seating in Tokyo, Yokohama</title><content type='html'>I think we&amp;nbsp;hadn't better&amp;nbsp;install the punlic seating in a city that has many young people, such as Shibuya. If we install it in Shibuya, many young would mass the space, and it would be used as a hangout. The atmosphere in Shibuya will be worse. However, we had better install it in a city that has elder people, such as Sugamo.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2061450804186136321-3509036391254009546?l=aogakuie3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2061450804186136321/posts/default/3509036391254009546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2061450804186136321/posts/default/3509036391254009546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aogakuie3.blogspot.com/2011/12/public-seating-in-tokyo-yokohama.html' title='Public seating in Tokyo, Yokohama'/><author><name>misato</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14885882465101122138</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2061450804186136321.post-4340875987854622620</id><published>2011-12-15T23:02:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2011-12-15T23:02:29.877+09:00</updated><title type='text'>A Heart for Africa</title><content type='html'>Africa doesn't develop the education and medical treatment. Many adults in Africa can't receive enough education, so&amp;nbsp;they don't have enough knowledge for HIV. Also, If African adults contract HIV, they can't be treated enough because medical treatment doesn't develop. That's why, adults die leaving their children.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2061450804186136321-4340875987854622620?l=aogakuie3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2061450804186136321/posts/default/4340875987854622620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2061450804186136321/posts/default/4340875987854622620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aogakuie3.blogspot.com/2011/12/heart-for-africa_2217.html' title='A Heart for Africa'/><author><name>misato</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14885882465101122138</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2061450804186136321.post-5497419653170066038</id><published>2011-12-15T21:41:00.004+09:00</published><updated>2011-12-15T21:50:39.725+09:00</updated><title type='text'>konbanwa</title><content type='html'>I have lots of homework and tests. And I haven't finished IT skills. Its due will come before soon so I will finish it at any cost.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2061450804186136321-5497419653170066038?l=aogakuie3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2061450804186136321/posts/default/5497419653170066038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2061450804186136321/posts/default/5497419653170066038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aogakuie3.blogspot.com/2011/12/konbanwa.html' title='konbanwa'/><author><name>hironori mori</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07342602740413183744</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2061450804186136321.post-8313035943864530245</id><published>2011-12-15T21:18:00.002+09:00</published><updated>2011-12-15T21:23:29.489+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Public seating in Japan</title><content type='html'>I think that the place where the public seatings should be built depends. Like in the video we have watched in the last class, the interview was recorded in Shibuya center street where lots of teenagers gather and hang out. Place like that don't have to have public seatings because elderly people rarely go there.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2061450804186136321-8313035943864530245?l=aogakuie3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2061450804186136321/posts/default/8313035943864530245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2061450804186136321/posts/default/8313035943864530245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aogakuie3.blogspot.com/2011/12/public-seating-in-japan_3748.html' title='Public seating in Japan'/><author><name>Konomi Kurata</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08981688527690698548</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2061450804186136321.post-7976072235108637018</id><published>2011-12-15T21:07:00.002+09:00</published><updated>2011-12-15T21:24:06.801+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Heart for Africa</title><content type='html'>I think because of lack of knowledge about HIV, adults in Swaziland get the disease. We are be careful not to touch someone's blood because we know it causes HIV sometimes, but maybe they don't know.&lt;div&gt;Children don't have a chance to touch others' blood so much. Adults have to help injured people if they're there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2061450804186136321-7976072235108637018?l=aogakuie3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2061450804186136321/posts/default/7976072235108637018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2061450804186136321/posts/default/7976072235108637018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aogakuie3.blogspot.com/2011/12/heart-for-africa_6161.html' title='Heart for Africa'/><author><name>Sonoko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10939936701420983056</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2061450804186136321.post-908195496987315338</id><published>2011-12-15T19:49:00.002+09:00</published><updated>2011-12-15T19:54:12.872+09:00</updated><title type='text'>A Heart for Africa</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; "&gt;Why not the children but the adults die in Swaziland?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; "&gt;I think it is because of sexual relationship even if they don't have enough knowledge about HIV or AIDS. Also, I hit upon more more reason. That is the time lag until the disease happens. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; "&gt;I hope the number of orphans will decrease.&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/2061450804186136321-908195496987315338?l=aogakuie3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2061450804186136321/posts/default/908195496987315338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2061450804186136321/posts/default/908195496987315338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aogakuie3.blogspot.com/2011/12/heart-for-africa_1839.html' title='A Heart for Africa'/><author><name>Risako</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00940632120800482703</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2061450804186136321.post-9029982097609228285</id><published>2011-12-15T19:45:00.002+09:00</published><updated>2011-12-15T20:00:15.718+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Heart for Africa</title><content type='html'>Why do many adults die by HIV/AID in Swaziland? And why are only children left behind?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think the reason why many adults die by HIV/AID in Swaziland is because the incubation period of HIV virus is long. What is more, people in Swaziland have more knowledge of diseases than before, so the number of people who contract such diseases decreased.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2061450804186136321-9029982097609228285?l=aogakuie3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2061450804186136321/posts/default/9029982097609228285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2061450804186136321/posts/default/9029982097609228285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aogakuie3.blogspot.com/2011/12/heart-for-africa_9218.html' title='Heart for Africa'/><author><name>madoka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05611677173038534155</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2061450804186136321.post-4518570468890915858</id><published>2011-12-15T19:07:00.002+09:00</published><updated>2011-12-15T19:45:38.569+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Public Seating In Japan</title><content type='html'>There are few seats in public in Japan. If the number of seats increase, I think young people gather around seats, and I think it's not good. &lt;div&gt;      I want to sit down when I'm tired, and I think if there were seats. However, people spend days even if there are few seats, so I think it is OK to continue this situation. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2061450804186136321-4518570468890915858?l=aogakuie3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2061450804186136321/posts/default/4518570468890915858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2061450804186136321/posts/default/4518570468890915858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aogakuie3.blogspot.com/2011/12/public-seating-in-japan_4385.html' title='Public Seating In Japan'/><author><name>Risako</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00940632120800482703</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2061450804186136321.post-308545866633782159</id><published>2011-12-15T19:03:00.002+09:00</published><updated>2011-12-15T19:38:02.110+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Public Seating in Japan</title><content type='html'>Why are there few public seating in Japan?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think the reason why there are few public seating in Japan is that most Japanese people don't like to take a rest in public. Maybe, although some people need places to take a rest, there are no public places to take a rest comfortably because of other thoughtless people.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2061450804186136321-308545866633782159?l=aogakuie3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2061450804186136321/posts/default/308545866633782159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2061450804186136321/posts/default/308545866633782159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aogakuie3.blogspot.com/2011/12/public-seating-in-japan_8290.html' title='Public Seating in Japan'/><author><name>madoka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05611677173038534155</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2061450804186136321.post-8673080538677817716</id><published>2011-12-15T16:55:00.005+09:00</published><updated>2011-12-16T03:32:57.753+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Public Seating in Japan</title><content type='html'>Should there be place to sit down?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think public seating is not necessary in Japan.&lt;br /&gt;We are get used to going to cafe or restaurant when we want to take a rest, so there is no need to make public seating for us Japanese people though it is inconvenient for foreign people who came Japan for traveling.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2061450804186136321-8673080538677817716?l=aogakuie3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2061450804186136321/posts/default/8673080538677817716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2061450804186136321/posts/default/8673080538677817716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aogakuie3.blogspot.com/2011/12/public-seating-in-japan_3492.html' title='Public Seating in Japan'/><author><name>Kazue</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14297744811863593317</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2061450804186136321.post-5220490497052423312</id><published>2011-12-15T16:54:00.003+09:00</published><updated>2011-12-15T17:03:07.313+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Public Seating in Japan</title><content type='html'>I think if there were public seating, we could eat or drink outside much easily.&lt;br /&gt;However, I don't think we really need the public seating bacause I think we will not use them so much anyway. In rainy season, no one would sit outside. In the summer, it is too hot outside and we would get dehydration. In the winter, it is too cold so most people would prefer to rest inside. Also, Tokyo is a big city and always crowded. There is no space for public seating.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2061450804186136321-5220490497052423312?l=aogakuie3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2061450804186136321/posts/default/5220490497052423312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2061450804186136321/posts/default/5220490497052423312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aogakuie3.blogspot.com/2011/12/piblic-seating-in-japan.html' title='Public Seating in Japan'/><author><name>Ayano Kishi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03605456793395566572</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2061450804186136321.post-6878320189913563403</id><published>2011-12-15T16:43:00.002+09:00</published><updated>2011-12-15T16:54:18.488+09:00</updated><title type='text'>A Heart for Africa</title><content type='html'>I think mainly there are two factors of more adults dying than children. &lt;br /&gt;First, HIV takes long time to cause AIDS, so more adults are infected with AIDS than children.&lt;br /&gt;Second, women have many babies. It means they have a risk of dying everytime they give birth to their babies.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2061450804186136321-6878320189913563403?l=aogakuie3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2061450804186136321/posts/default/6878320189913563403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2061450804186136321/posts/default/6878320189913563403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aogakuie3.blogspot.com/2011/12/heart-for-africa_3298.html' title='A Heart for Africa'/><author><name>Ayano Kishi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03605456793395566572</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2061450804186136321.post-2007633667149843509</id><published>2011-12-15T15:16:00.002+09:00</published><updated>2011-12-15T15:24:29.804+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Public Seating in Japan</title><content type='html'>Why are there few public seating in Japan?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think Japan has many building in the city, so there are no space for public seating. And Japan&lt;br /&gt;is an automobile society. People use their cars when they move, not walking. But I think Japan needs to put public seating more. In this city like Tokyo, there are many people and building, so we feel very tired even we are there. We have to take a rest more, so it's necessary to put it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2061450804186136321-2007633667149843509?l=aogakuie3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2061450804186136321/posts/default/2007633667149843509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2061450804186136321/posts/default/2007633667149843509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aogakuie3.blogspot.com/2011/12/public-seating-in-japan_1158.html' title='Public Seating in Japan'/><author><name>Mai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02784497457062700395</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2061450804186136321.post-3346131036845565511</id><published>2011-12-15T15:05:00.002+09:00</published><updated>2011-12-15T15:16:24.452+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Heart for America</title><content type='html'>Why is it the adult who are dying leaving children?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think Swaziland's medical care doesn't develop so much. As our country, Japan, there are many doctors, developping medicine and medical devices. Because of that point, many people can recover from disease. I suggest to send them for Swaziland. That can help Swaziland's adult, I think.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2061450804186136321-3346131036845565511?l=aogakuie3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2061450804186136321/posts/default/3346131036845565511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2061450804186136321/posts/default/3346131036845565511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aogakuie3.blogspot.com/2011/12/heart-for-america.html' title='Heart for America'/><author><name>Mai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02784497457062700395</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2061450804186136321.post-5839210095773260613</id><published>2011-12-15T09:42:00.002+09:00</published><updated>2011-12-15T10:05:26.424+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Heart for Africa</title><content type='html'>According to what I hear, HIV takes a long time to appear a symotom from getting infected. For that reason, I think Adults die by HIV more than children in Swadiland. Also, Africa perhaps don't develop medical treatment, so there are a lot of occasions to be infected by HIV.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2061450804186136321-5839210095773260613?l=aogakuie3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2061450804186136321/posts/default/5839210095773260613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2061450804186136321/posts/default/5839210095773260613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aogakuie3.blogspot.com/2011/12/heart-for-africa_15.html' title='Heart for Africa'/><author><name>suzuka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12979345229804467177</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2061450804186136321.post-6739371554050364350</id><published>2011-12-15T09:29:00.002+09:00</published><updated>2011-12-15T09:42:01.015+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Public seating in Japan</title><content type='html'>Campared with foreign countries, There are few seats in Japan. I think it is inevitable, because there are many people and buildings though Japan is a small country. Maybe, there is no space to make seats. It is sure that public seating is good for us, because we can rest and chat with friends without using money. I think Japan should make a lot of seats in the park existing now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2061450804186136321-6739371554050364350?l=aogakuie3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2061450804186136321/posts/default/6739371554050364350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2061450804186136321/posts/default/6739371554050364350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aogakuie3.blogspot.com/2011/12/public-seating-in-japan_15.html' title='Public seating in Japan'/><author><name>suzuka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12979345229804467177</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2061450804186136321.post-8595309493201498479</id><published>2011-12-15T00:28:00.004+09:00</published><updated>2011-12-15T00:45:15.442+09:00</updated><title type='text'>to Sonoko</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7Bg4xTVFDl0/TujD_yvyi8I/AAAAAAAAABA/clEQN87kcYw/s1600/tapioka.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 180px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5686010030276643778" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7Bg4xTVFDl0/TujD_yvyi8I/AAAAAAAAABA/clEQN87kcYw/s320/tapioka.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gakjW2dp0sg/TujD2kfe-rI/AAAAAAAAAA0/kut39drQX_E/s1600/wonka%2Bchocolate.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 178px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5686009871831333554" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gakjW2dp0sg/TujD2kfe-rI/AAAAAAAAAA0/kut39drQX_E/s320/wonka%2Bchocolate.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I also had a very good time today although we couldn't watch a movie.&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We bought lots of things in spite of the limited money.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was happy because I could buy watch. Thank you for your helping to look for it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today, I ate &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Wonka&lt;/span&gt; chocolate for the first time. (I've longed to eat it.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;And &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Sonoko&lt;/span&gt; and I drunk tapioca juice. They were very delicious!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thank you, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Sonoko&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/2061450804186136321-8595309493201498479?l=aogakuie3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2061450804186136321/posts/default/8595309493201498479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2061450804186136321/posts/default/8595309493201498479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aogakuie3.blogspot.com/2011/12/to-sonoko_15.html' title='to Sonoko'/><author><name>Yoko Saito</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15281462079409196818</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/-7Bg4xTVFDl0/TujD_yvyi8I/AAAAAAAAABA/clEQN87kcYw/s72-c/tapioka.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2061450804186136321.post-2022178444312615096</id><published>2011-12-14T22:15:00.002+09:00</published><updated>2011-12-14T22:20:45.215+09:00</updated><title type='text'>to Yoko</title><content type='html'>It was so much fun although we didn't watch a movie! xD&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is the video of "Memories" by Within Temptation, again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;http://youtu.be/PojE1LTswV0&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think this video has a story. You'll understand more if you look at the lyrics!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2061450804186136321-2022178444312615096?l=aogakuie3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2061450804186136321/posts/default/2022178444312615096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2061450804186136321/posts/default/2022178444312615096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aogakuie3.blogspot.com/2011/12/to-yoko_14.html' title='to Yoko'/><author><name>Sonoko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10939936701420983056</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2061450804186136321.post-8812177152983732302</id><published>2011-12-14T22:05:00.002+09:00</published><updated>2011-12-14T22:15:17.850+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Public seating in Japan</title><content type='html'>I think there're few public seating in Japan. If we want to rest, we should go to cafe or something.&lt;div&gt;And if there're public seating, sometimes it's too dirty to sit down.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think because there are not park so much, we can't sit down. In park, there're many benches and we can sit on grass, too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2061450804186136321-8812177152983732302?l=aogakuie3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2061450804186136321/posts/default/8812177152983732302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2061450804186136321/posts/default/8812177152983732302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aogakuie3.blogspot.com/2011/12/public-seating-in-japan_3668.html' title='Public seating in Japan'/><author><name>Sonoko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10939936701420983056</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2061450804186136321.post-8059711161412468868</id><published>2011-12-14T21:57:00.002+09:00</published><updated>2011-12-14T22:05:14.485+09:00</updated><title type='text'>The king of beasts</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2UbwZqxQQh0/Tuidy5jJX1I/AAAAAAAAACc/jyLHAvGu84o/s1600/IMG_0001%2B%25283%2529.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2UbwZqxQQh0/Tuidy5jJX1I/AAAAAAAAACc/jyLHAvGu84o/s320/IMG_0001%2B%25283%2529.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685968027322507090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I made a hat and a mustache for my stuffed lion.&lt;div&gt;I took this photo at the entrance in my house. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Really messy! What's the spray can?! :/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2061450804186136321-8059711161412468868?l=aogakuie3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2061450804186136321/posts/default/8059711161412468868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2061450804186136321/posts/default/8059711161412468868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aogakuie3.blogspot.com/2011/12/king-of-beasts.html' title='The king of beasts'/><author><name>Sonoko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10939936701420983056</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/-2UbwZqxQQh0/Tuidy5jJX1I/AAAAAAAAACc/jyLHAvGu84o/s72-c/IMG_0001%2B%25283%2529.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2061450804186136321.post-6181799076185095558</id><published>2011-12-14T18:49:00.003+09:00</published><updated>2011-12-14T19:09:21.905+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Public Seating in Japan</title><content type='html'>Why there are few public seating in Japan?&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There are little space in Japan, so Japanese would like to secure seats. They do this act anytime even in seeing the cherry blossoms or fireworks. If the seats are put on public space, the seats are full of anytime because this national character is reflected on it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2061450804186136321-6181799076185095558?l=aogakuie3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2061450804186136321/posts/default/6181799076185095558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2061450804186136321/posts/default/6181799076185095558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aogakuie3.blogspot.com/2011/12/public-seating-in-japan_6053.html' title='Public Seating in Japan'/><author><name>yuka</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2061450804186136321.post-5153341317421300691</id><published>2011-12-14T18:12:00.002+09:00</published><updated>2011-12-14T18:48:03.714+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Heart for Africa</title><content type='html'>Why not the children but the adults die in Swaziland?&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It takes several time to die by AIDS. I think a lot of people begin to have sex from adolescence, so the percentage of dying increase sharply at the age of beginning adults.&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/2061450804186136321-5153341317421300691?l=aogakuie3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2061450804186136321/posts/default/5153341317421300691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2061450804186136321/posts/default/5153341317421300691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aogakuie3.blogspot.com/2011/12/heart-for-africa_8640.html' title='Heart for Africa'/><author><name>yuka</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2061450804186136321.post-1169111227880111897</id><published>2011-12-14T10:46:00.002+09:00</published><updated>2011-12-14T10:56:36.569+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Heart for Africa</title><content type='html'>Why do many adults die for HIV in Swaziland?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think it is because there are no protections. Many adults are not having enough education. So, they don't have knowledge about the risk of AIDS. Also, there have no money to go to the hospital and cannot get medicine for their disease. That leads to few adults in Swaziland and many orphans.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2061450804186136321-1169111227880111897?l=aogakuie3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2061450804186136321/posts/default/1169111227880111897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2061450804186136321/posts/default/1169111227880111897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aogakuie3.blogspot.com/2011/12/heart-for-africa_14.html' title='Heart for Africa'/><author><name>Erika</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08468527371314109584</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2061450804186136321.post-4209319283261742183</id><published>2011-12-14T10:37:00.002+09:00</published><updated>2011-12-14T10:46:18.842+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Public Seating in Japan</title><content type='html'>I see many public seating in the States. Wherever I go there are benches everywhere. So, when I get tired I used to sit down on them. However, I don't see a lot of public seating in Japan. But I don't usually look for it. Because I don't walk around like tourists do. If I think about the tourists, public seating is  needed. But if there are too much benches, young people would gathered around it. It was said in the interview. That doesn't make a nice environment. So, too much public seating is not necessary.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2061450804186136321-4209319283261742183?l=aogakuie3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2061450804186136321/posts/default/4209319283261742183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2061450804186136321/posts/default/4209319283261742183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aogakuie3.blogspot.com/2011/12/public-seating-in-japan_14.html' title='Public Seating in Japan'/><author><name>Erika</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08468527371314109584</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2061450804186136321.post-836581174572036520</id><published>2011-12-13T23:45:00.004+09:00</published><updated>2011-12-13T23:48:46.685+09:00</updated><title type='text'>to Sonoko</title><content type='html'>I'll watch movie with Sonoko tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;I'm looking forward to seeing you tomorrow!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2061450804186136321-836581174572036520?l=aogakuie3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2061450804186136321/posts/default/836581174572036520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2061450804186136321/posts/default/836581174572036520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aogakuie3.blogspot.com/2011/12/to-sonoko.html' title='to Sonoko'/><author><name>Yoko Saito</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15281462079409196818</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2061450804186136321.post-439687165997445757</id><published>2011-12-13T21:10:00.002+09:00</published><updated>2011-12-13T21:18:23.277+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Public seating in Japan</title><content type='html'>I think the roads in Tokyo or Yokohama are narrow so there are no place to make benches. More, if we make public seating in such cities, the young may stay there and it become hindrance and more difficult to get thorough the road.&lt;br /&gt;In my opinion, Japanese people doesn't become familiar with being looked by someone while they are seating. If there are benches at city road and someone sit there, I watch them unconsciously. However, I feel uncomfortable to sit at conspicuous place and don't want to be watched during a break.&lt;br /&gt;I want to sit without paying money but it's difficult in Japan especially in a big city because of that reasons.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2061450804186136321-439687165997445757?l=aogakuie3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2061450804186136321/posts/default/439687165997445757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2061450804186136321/posts/default/439687165997445757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aogakuie3.blogspot.com/2011/12/public-seating-in-japan_13.html' title='Public seating in Japan'/><author><name>saki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02051344487164409986</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2061450804186136321.post-5543074243554363597</id><published>2011-12-13T21:03:00.002+09:00</published><updated>2011-12-13T21:10:26.178+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Heart for Africa</title><content type='html'>I think it is because adults have more sexual relationship compared with children. The more they do it, the more they get risk of appearing AIDS.&lt;br /&gt;In addition, the incubation time is about 10 years so if children have HIV virus, they'll have become adults when AIDS appear. So adults die more than children, I think.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2061450804186136321-5543074243554363597?l=aogakuie3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2061450804186136321/posts/default/5543074243554363597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2061450804186136321/posts/default/5543074243554363597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aogakuie3.blogspot.com/2011/12/heart-for-africa_13.html' title='Heart for Africa'/><author><name>saki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02051344487164409986</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2061450804186136321.post-6483893417493199451</id><published>2011-12-13T18:54:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2011-12-13T18:55:27.836+09:00</updated><title type='text'>to Madoka</title><content type='html'>Sounds nice :P&lt;div&gt;I wish I could taste it! xD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2061450804186136321-6483893417493199451?l=aogakuie3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2061450804186136321/posts/default/6483893417493199451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2061450804186136321/posts/default/6483893417493199451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aogakuie3.blogspot.com/2011/12/to-madoka_13.html' title='to Madoka'/><author><name>Sonoko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10939936701420983056</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2061450804186136321.post-5519665459601593167</id><published>2011-12-13T16:00:00.001+09:00</published><updated>2011-12-15T22:54:34.871+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Public Seating in Japan</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt; We should not to install public seats. If there are seats on the streets, somebody will scribble or break them. Moreover, the streets in Japan are narrow and many corners are in there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; In addition, without seats, people --especially tourists-- will possibly go to the shop they can drink, eat and take a rest. This problem is quite effective for the Japanese economy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; Therefore, There should not be seats to keep the economic situation and public health. &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/2061450804186136321-5519665459601593167?l=aogakuie3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2061450804186136321/posts/default/5519665459601593167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2061450804186136321/posts/default/5519665459601593167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aogakuie3.blogspot.com/2011/12/public-seating-in-japan_2484.html' title='Public Seating in Japan'/><author><name>Shuko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10923609546293928422</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2061450804186136321.post-7333884256826343921</id><published>2011-12-13T10:26:00.002+09:00</published><updated>2011-12-13T10:38:52.305+09:00</updated><title type='text'>apple scone</title><content type='html'>I made an apple scone yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;Although I intended to show you a picture of it at first, I ate it up before I take a picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was delicious!&lt;br /&gt;Next time I make something, I will show you :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2061450804186136321-7333884256826343921?l=aogakuie3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2061450804186136321/posts/default/7333884256826343921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2061450804186136321/posts/default/7333884256826343921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aogakuie3.blogspot.com/2011/12/apple-scone.html' title='apple scone'/><author><name>madoka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05611677173038534155</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2061450804186136321.post-7914020211339683912</id><published>2011-12-12T21:33:00.002+09:00</published><updated>2011-12-12T21:55:21.595+09:00</updated><title type='text'>The Birthday Massacre</title><content type='html'>I like The Birthday Massacre, the Canadian band.&lt;div&gt;Their music whip up my girl's mind. But I recommend this band for male and female!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;http://youtu.be/SREZ-ggSDjM  Looking Glass&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I like this video the best. Chibi(vocal)is cute! I love her...&amp;lt;3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;http://youtu.be/tLOfluH8mgQ  In The Dark&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This video is kind of horror! Chibi is cute, though :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;http://youtu.be/BgckOg1vhbw  Blue&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Good video... Cute Chibi and scary dolls!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2061450804186136321-7914020211339683912?l=aogakuie3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2061450804186136321/posts/default/7914020211339683912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2061450804186136321/posts/default/7914020211339683912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aogakuie3.blogspot.com/2011/12/birthday-massacre.html' title='The Birthday Massacre'/><author><name>Sonoko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10939936701420983056</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2061450804186136321.post-6886736486438095605</id><published>2011-12-12T15:47:00.006+09:00</published><updated>2011-12-13T21:02:51.109+09:00</updated><title type='text'>A Heart for Africa</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Why do adults in Swaziland die for HIV/AIDS more than children?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; HIV/AIDS takes time to show symptoms. It takes from 7 to 10 years. Therefore, if child contract it from mother, he or she will not notice soon. It also takes a long time to die, so they die after they become adults.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; Moreover, people in Africa generally have sexual intercourse at the age 15 to 49.Virous can infect people through intercourse. As mentioned above, HIV/AIDS takes years to become ill. This is perhaps one of the reason for death of adults. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2061450804186136321-6886736486438095605?l=aogakuie3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2061450804186136321/posts/default/6886736486438095605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2061450804186136321/posts/default/6886736486438095605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aogakuie3.blogspot.com/2011/12/heart-for-africa_12.html' title='A Heart for Africa'/><author><name>Shuko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10923609546293928422</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2061450804186136321.post-8895621866585597455</id><published>2011-12-10T21:38:00.004+09:00</published><updated>2011-12-12T11:03:00.005+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='assignment classactivity'/><title type='text'>Public Seating in Japan</title><content type='html'>Do you think more public seating in Japan needed?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In my opinion, there is no need to put more public seating in Japan. Japan has large population in its limited area. There are lots of narrow paths here. If we put more public seating in such a country, different paths will increase. It makes the blind more hard to walk.&lt;br /&gt;When people feel like seating, there are some benches in a park. They should make more use of them.&lt;br /&gt;That's why I think there is no need to put more public seating in Japan.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2061450804186136321-8895621866585597455?l=aogakuie3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2061450804186136321/posts/default/8895621866585597455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2061450804186136321/posts/default/8895621866585597455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aogakuie3.blogspot.com/2011/12/public-seating-in-japan.html' title='Public Seating in Japan'/><author><name>Yoko Saito</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15281462079409196818</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2061450804186136321.post-5052118029167866955</id><published>2011-12-10T00:03:00.004+09:00</published><updated>2011-12-11T16:07:16.737+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='assignment classactivity'/><title type='text'>A Heart for Africa</title><content type='html'>Why do many adults die by HIV/AID in Swaziland? And why are only children left behind?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I think it's because AIDS takes lots of time to appear (for 10 years or so). If people pick up HIV in their childhood, one does not develop symptoms immediately upon infection with AIDS. Then, after people infected by HIV give birth to babies, they die. That's why lots of adults die by it and many children are left behind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are lots of information about HIV/AIDS in Swaziland in this web site. If you have time, please look at this. &lt;a href="http://www.avert.org/aids-swaziland.htm"&gt;http://www.avert.org/aids-swaziland.htm&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2061450804186136321-5052118029167866955?l=aogakuie3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2061450804186136321/posts/default/5052118029167866955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2061450804186136321/posts/default/5052118029167866955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aogakuie3.blogspot.com/2011/12/heart-for-africa.html' title='A Heart for Africa'/><author><name>Yoko Saito</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15281462079409196818</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2061450804186136321.post-4556103345126457716</id><published>2011-12-09T12:44:00.002+09:00</published><updated>2011-12-09T12:47:19.855+09:00</updated><title type='text'>My part-time job</title><content type='html'>I work at Japanese style bar now, but it's very hard. Honestly, I want to quit the work, and want to find a new job!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2061450804186136321-4556103345126457716?l=aogakuie3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2061450804186136321/posts/default/4556103345126457716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2061450804186136321/posts/default/4556103345126457716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aogakuie3.blogspot.com/2011/12/my-part-time-job_09.html' title='My part-time job'/><author><name>Daichi Kambara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03134619004213654288</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2061450804186136321.post-601441979918409001</id><published>2011-12-09T12:41:00.002+09:00</published><updated>2011-12-09T12:48:18.427+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Do I really need a DSLR?</title><content type='html'>Some of my friends bought DSLR(Digital Single Lens Reflex Camera). It looks so cool to carry it. Makes you like a Photographer. Affected by them, I want to buy it, too. But do I really need it? I mean I have already had a DC(compact) and it's enough for me. It is nessnessary to spend a lot fo money to buy a DSLR? I am still considering......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2061450804186136321-601441979918409001?l=aogakuie3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2061450804186136321/posts/default/601441979918409001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2061450804186136321/posts/default/601441979918409001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aogakuie3.blogspot.com/2011/12/do-i-really-need-dslr.html' title='Do I really need a DSLR?'/><author><name>Shikou Kyo ( Zhihao Xu)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00225434992876966984</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2061450804186136321.post-1213478023232525814</id><published>2011-12-09T11:16:00.002+09:00</published><updated>2011-12-09T11:21:56.300+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Class in two hours</title><content type='html'>I have IE Core class in two hours.&lt;br /&gt;I was absent last week because I was feeling sick.&lt;br /&gt;I went to the hospital.&lt;br /&gt;The doctor said I was "pneuumonia".&lt;br /&gt;I had a high fever but I recover from it.&lt;br /&gt;I'm fine now.&lt;br /&gt;Ok, see you later, mates :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2061450804186136321-1213478023232525814?l=aogakuie3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2061450804186136321/posts/default/1213478023232525814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2061450804186136321/posts/default/1213478023232525814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aogakuie3.blogspot.com/2011/12/class-in-two-hours.html' title='Class in two hours'/><author><name>Erika</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08468527371314109584</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2061450804186136321.post-8657958202503579935</id><published>2011-12-09T11:06:00.004+09:00</published><updated>2011-12-09T11:11:15.416+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Snowing?</title><content type='html'>It is really cold today!&lt;br /&gt;It was snowing early this morning.&lt;br /&gt;I can't beleive how cold it is now.&lt;br /&gt;I prefer summer.&lt;br /&gt;Come back summer vacation!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2061450804186136321-8657958202503579935?l=aogakuie3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2061450804186136321/posts/default/8657958202503579935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2061450804186136321/posts/default/8657958202503579935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aogakuie3.blogspot.com/2011/12/snow_09.html' title='Snowing?'/><author><name>Erika</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08468527371314109584</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2061450804186136321.post-4562991444060067</id><published>2011-12-09T10:34:00.002+09:00</published><updated>2011-12-09T10:41:47.403+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Cold!</title><content type='html'>Today, it is SO cold.&lt;br /&gt;I see young women wear skirts, but I can't do so because it's very cold!&lt;br /&gt;I cannot help wear much clothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone's strong in cold.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2061450804186136321-4562991444060067?l=aogakuie3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2061450804186136321/posts/default/4562991444060067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2061450804186136321/posts/default/4562991444060067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aogakuie3.blogspot.com/2011/12/cold.html' title='Cold!'/><author><name>yuka</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2061450804186136321.post-6365710005370240257</id><published>2011-12-09T09:13:00.003+09:00</published><updated>2011-12-09T09:20:14.254+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Snow</title><content type='html'>It was snowing! I was very surprised...it's unbelievable!&lt;br /&gt;And I heard that in Kumagaya, it snowed, too. That's kinda funny, Kumagaya is one of the hottest place in Japan :O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take care about yourself not to get a cold!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2061450804186136321-6365710005370240257?l=aogakuie3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2061450804186136321/posts/default/6365710005370240257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2061450804186136321/posts/default/6365710005370240257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aogakuie3.blogspot.com/2011/12/snow.html' title='Snow'/><author><name>Sonoko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10939936701420983056</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2061450804186136321.post-5571476890996655954</id><published>2011-12-09T08:06:00.002+09:00</published><updated>2011-12-09T08:16:00.534+09:00</updated><title type='text'>today</title><content type='html'>Today is very cold!!!&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't get up easily because it was warm in my bed...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mother and my aunt who live with me caught a cold, so I'm careful not to do so.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2061450804186136321-5571476890996655954?l=aogakuie3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2061450804186136321/posts/default/5571476890996655954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2061450804186136321/posts/default/5571476890996655954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aogakuie3.blogspot.com/2011/12/today.html' title='today'/><author><name>Ayana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16356771174778748645</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2061450804186136321.post-2012490866984595342</id><published>2011-12-09T06:15:00.004+09:00</published><updated>2011-12-09T09:33:17.764+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Smell of Winter</title><content type='html'>I got up early in this morning to do my homework. I have never woken up at 4:30 untill today. It is quite different between being up till 4am and getting up at the same time. Opening the window, it was cold and dark outside and I could smell like winter. I felt refleshed. It will be a good day today!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2061450804186136321-2012490866984595342?l=aogakuie3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2061450804186136321/posts/default/2012490866984595342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2061450804186136321/posts/default/2012490866984595342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aogakuie3.blogspot.com/2011/12/smell-of-winter.html' title='Smell of Winter'/><author><name>Shiori Yamaguchi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08854507506417687713</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2061450804186136321.post-6686689845090026858</id><published>2011-12-09T01:13:00.003+09:00</published><updated>2011-12-09T02:44:46.831+09:00</updated><title type='text'>christmas songs</title><content type='html'>I like christnas songs very much!!!&lt;br /&gt;This monday, I sang the songs with my gospel circle members.&lt;br /&gt;It's very fun because all of us love singing :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We practice to sing these songs for our concert which is to be held on December 17, in Omotesando.&lt;br /&gt;I'm glad if you come to the Union Church :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2061450804186136321-6686689845090026858?l=aogakuie3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2061450804186136321/posts/default/6686689845090026858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2061450804186136321/posts/default/6686689845090026858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aogakuie3.blogspot.com/2011/12/christmas-songs.html' title='christmas songs'/><author><name>Ayana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16356771174778748645</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2061450804186136321.post-5470061618243974698</id><published>2011-12-09T01:06:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2011-12-09T01:06:22.197+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Musical♪</title><content type='html'>I'm going to watch a musical next month♪ I'll watch "The Phantom of the Opera" by Shiki Theatrical Company. I like musical&amp;nbsp;VERY&amp;nbsp;MUCH and I like Shiki Theatrical Company!! I can talk about musical all day long^^ I'm VERY looking forward to watching it♡&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2061450804186136321-5470061618243974698?l=aogakuie3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2061450804186136321/posts/default/5470061618243974698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2061450804186136321/posts/default/5470061618243974698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aogakuie3.blogspot.com/2011/12/musical.html' title='Musical♪'/><author><name>misato</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14885882465101122138</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2061450804186136321.post-6963476278796908987</id><published>2011-12-09T00:46:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2011-12-09T00:46:48.557+09:00</updated><title type='text'>My part-time job</title><content type='html'>I work at a cram school as part-time job. But my pay is very low. I can get only 6000 yen in&amp;nbsp;a month!! My life is hard. I want to get one more job&amp;gt;&amp;lt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2061450804186136321-6963476278796908987?l=aogakuie3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2061450804186136321/posts/default/6963476278796908987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2061450804186136321/posts/default/6963476278796908987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aogakuie3.blogspot.com/2011/12/my-part-time-job.html' title='My part-time job'/><author><name>misato</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14885882465101122138</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2061450804186136321.post-2896733792950125121</id><published>2011-12-09T00:20:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2011-12-09T00:24:04.207+09:00</updated><title type='text'>x(</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Helvetica; -webkit-tap-highlight-color: rgba(26, 26, 26, 0.296875); -webkit-composition-fill-color: rgba(175, 192, 227, 0.230469); -webkit-composition-frame-color: rgba(77, 128, 180, 0.230469); font-size: 17px; "&gt;It have been cold these days. I don't like winter because I can't wake up soonly in the morning. I hope it becomes spring, and warm days will come early.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2061450804186136321-2896733792950125121?l=aogakuie3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2061450804186136321/posts/default/2896733792950125121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2061450804186136321/posts/default/2896733792950125121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aogakuie3.blogspot.com/2011/12/x.html' title='x('/><author><name>Risako</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00940632120800482703</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2061450804186136321.post-70595620212401923</id><published>2011-12-09T00:01:00.003+09:00</published><updated>2011-12-09T00:25:54.713+09:00</updated><title type='text'>bath time</title><content type='html'>I always take a bath in the morning because my hair gets mussy while I sleep.&lt;br /&gt;But I'm going to take a bath at night from today so as not to be late for school.( ; ; )&lt;br /&gt;If possible, I want to bring lunch. I haven't cooked my own meal for several days…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to Madoka, Sonoko, and Yoko&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm looking forward to the Christmas party too（^^）♪&lt;br /&gt;I want to eat a cake that the teacher will bring, soon!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2061450804186136321-70595620212401923?l=aogakuie3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2061450804186136321/posts/default/70595620212401923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2061450804186136321/posts/default/70595620212401923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aogakuie3.blogspot.com/2011/12/bath-time.html' title='bath time'/><author><name>chiho</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01266568672643101195</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2061450804186136321.post-4714003696529763011</id><published>2011-12-08T23:37:00.004+09:00</published><updated>2011-12-08T23:55:05.244+09:00</updated><title type='text'>I and my sister</title><content type='html'>I and my sister made supper together yesterday because my mother wasn't at home then.&lt;div&gt;We worked hard and made it, it took us about 2 hours.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My hand still smells because of carry powder... I noticed we should appreciate mother's work more.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2061450804186136321-4714003696529763011?l=aogakuie3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2061450804186136321/posts/default/4714003696529763011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2061450804186136321/posts/default/4714003696529763011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aogakuie3.blogspot.com/2011/12/i-and-my-sister.html' title='I and my sister'/><author><name>Sonoko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10939936701420983056</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2061450804186136321.post-7646038443593394265</id><published>2011-12-08T23:11:00.004+09:00</published><updated>2011-12-08T23:16:01.223+09:00</updated><title type='text'>to Madoka and Sonoko</title><content type='html'>I'm very happy to have a Christmas party in IE class, too!&lt;br /&gt;I'm looking forward to holding it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As Sonoko said, I wish I could have a party in every class;;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2061450804186136321-7646038443593394265?l=aogakuie3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2061450804186136321/posts/default/7646038443593394265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2061450804186136321/posts/default/7646038443593394265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aogakuie3.blogspot.com/2011/12/to-madoka-and-sonoko.html' title='to Madoka and Sonoko'/><author><name>Yoko Saito</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15281462079409196818</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2061450804186136321.post-7714093756895844005</id><published>2011-12-08T23:05:00.002+09:00</published><updated>2011-12-08T23:11:34.283+09:00</updated><title type='text'>cold very cold</title><content type='html'>Today is very cold, so I had shivered all the day. I don't like winter and summer because the two season's temperature is extreme. I like spring or autumn. It's confortable for me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2061450804186136321-7714093756895844005?l=aogakuie3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2061450804186136321/posts/default/7714093756895844005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2061450804186136321/posts/default/7714093756895844005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aogakuie3.blogspot.com/2011/12/cold-very-cold.html' title='cold very cold'/><author><name>hironori mori</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07342602740413183744</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2061450804186136321.post-6690428119305363847</id><published>2011-12-08T23:03:00.001+09:00</published><updated>2011-12-08T23:06:21.868+09:00</updated><title type='text'>to Madoka</title><content type='html'>I anticipate it! I hope it's gonna be fun!! xD&lt;div&gt;I wish every class became a party...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2061450804186136321-6690428119305363847?l=aogakuie3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2061450804186136321/posts/default/6690428119305363847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2061450804186136321/posts/default/6690428119305363847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aogakuie3.blogspot.com/2011/12/to-madoka.html' title='to Madoka'/><author><name>Sonoko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10939936701420983056</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2061450804186136321.post-1787256356254141333</id><published>2011-12-08T22:59:00.001+09:00</published><updated>2011-12-08T23:05:02.931+09:00</updated><title type='text'>IT skill</title><content type='html'>I may not be able to finish IT skill. I will do it next year.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2061450804186136321-1787256356254141333?l=aogakuie3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2061450804186136321/posts/default/1787256356254141333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2061450804186136321/posts/default/1787256356254141333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aogakuie3.blogspot.com/2011/12/it-skill.html' title='IT skill'/><author><name>hironori mori</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07342602740413183744</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2061450804186136321.post-1577051292670313040</id><published>2011-12-08T21:56:00.003+09:00</published><updated>2011-12-08T22:06:08.761+09:00</updated><title type='text'>party♪</title><content type='html'>We will have a party in our IE listening class :)&lt;br /&gt;I wish we will be able to hold a party in our IE core class too.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2061450804186136321-1577051292670313040?l=aogakuie3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2061450804186136321/posts/default/1577051292670313040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2061450804186136321/posts/default/1577051292670313040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aogakuie3.blogspot.com/2011/12/party.html' title='party♪'/><author><name>madoka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05611677173038534155</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2061450804186136321.post-2338117775585262543</id><published>2011-12-08T20:12:00.003+09:00</published><updated>2011-12-08T21:01:13.903+09:00</updated><title type='text'>To Shuko</title><content type='html'>I can't get up in the morning recently too. I was good at getting up early during the first term.&lt;br /&gt;These days I'm busy with my part-time job.It's already 11:30 p.m. when I get home. And it's too cold to get up, so I don't want to get out of my bed.&lt;br /&gt;But I don't want to fail credits any more. I must do what has to be done.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2061450804186136321-2338117775585262543?l=aogakuie3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2061450804186136321/posts/default/2338117775585262543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2061450804186136321/posts/default/2338117775585262543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aogakuie3.blogspot.com/2011/12/to-shuko.html' title='To Shuko'/><author><name>chiho</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01266568672643101195</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2061450804186136321.post-2147626520005359633</id><published>2011-12-08T16:36:00.003+09:00</published><updated>2011-12-08T16:38:57.241+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Listening Class</title><content type='html'>I don't usually have part-time job in Thursday.&lt;br /&gt;However, today I will have part-time job.&lt;br /&gt;I will have to arrive at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Fuchinobe&lt;/span&gt; station until 6:20.&lt;br /&gt;It seems impossible.&lt;br /&gt;I hope today's class will end a little early.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2061450804186136321-2147626520005359633?l=aogakuie3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2061450804186136321/posts/default/2147626520005359633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2061450804186136321/posts/default/2147626520005359633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aogakuie3.blogspot.com/2011/12/listening-class.html' title='Listening Class'/><author><name>Maiko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06771358155074250491</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2061450804186136321.post-458800554124842778</id><published>2011-12-08T16:32:00.004+09:00</published><updated>2011-12-08T16:41:48.677+09:00</updated><title type='text'>It is raining...</title><content type='html'>It is raining now!! oh no!!! I don't have an umbrella today...I hope it will stop raining soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2061450804186136321-458800554124842778?l=aogakuie3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2061450804186136321/posts/default/458800554124842778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2061450804186136321/posts/default/458800554124842778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aogakuie3.blogspot.com/2011/12/it-is-raining.html' title='It is raining...'/><author><name>Ayano Kishi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03605456793395566572</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2061450804186136321.post-7627746603330790095</id><published>2011-12-08T15:12:00.002+09:00</published><updated>2011-12-08T15:47:48.008+09:00</updated><title type='text'>It is difficult for me...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I was late for the class today, although I was not late in the first term. I have not been feeling well in every morning recentry. I have to get up earlier.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2061450804186136321-7627746603330790095?l=aogakuie3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2061450804186136321/posts/default/7627746603330790095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2061450804186136321/posts/default/7627746603330790095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aogakuie3.blogspot.com/2011/12/it-is-difficult-for-me.html' title='It is difficult for me...'/><author><name>Shuko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10923609546293928422</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2061450804186136321.post-3940622592375762967</id><published>2011-12-08T14:57:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2011-12-08T14:59:06.948+09:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Helvetica; -webkit-tap-highlight-color: rgba(26, 26, 26, 0.296875); -webkit-composition-fill-color: rgba(175, 192, 227, 0.230469); -webkit-composition-frame-color: rgba(77, 128, 180, 0.230469); font-size: 17px; "&gt;I am really busy these days. I have a lot of homework.&lt;div&gt; Also, I and Erika have to plan hot spring trip with ESS members at the end of December. We go to Yugawara and spend last time with seniors. It was sad, but I am looking forward to it. To make the trip very enjoyable, I want to do my best :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2061450804186136321-3940622592375762967?l=aogakuie3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2061450804186136321/posts/default/3940622592375762967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2061450804186136321/posts/default/3940622592375762967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aogakuie3.blogspot.com/2011/12/i-am-really-busy-these-days.html' title=''/><author><name>Risako</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00940632120800482703</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2061450804186136321.post-1409761557522440742</id><published>2011-12-08T14:56:00.002+09:00</published><updated>2011-12-08T15:01:49.106+09:00</updated><title type='text'>To Suzuka</title><content type='html'>I'll also go to the concert of EXILE next Monday!&lt;br /&gt;I'm lookig forward to it, so I can't wait until Monday...&lt;br /&gt;And you know, today is TAKAHIRO's birthday!&lt;br /&gt;This concert will be special.&lt;br /&gt;Please tell me the detail of it tomorrow :)*&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2061450804186136321-1409761557522440742?l=aogakuie3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2061450804186136321/posts/default/1409761557522440742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2061450804186136321/posts/default/1409761557522440742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aogakuie3.blogspot.com/2011/12/to-suzuka.html' title='To Suzuka'/><author><name>Mai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02784497457062700395</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></entry></feed>
