tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-74192311216565006152024-03-22T12:12:00.414+13:00Ben's cool blogteammr3http://www.blogger.com/profile/17434697190780648779noreply@blogger.comBlogger4125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7419231121656500615.post-23881339791231643162011-09-21T11:38:00.000+12:002011-09-21T11:38:11.165+12:00Favouite Choclate Bar<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEic_qkuEffyOn2PbD5YtMBB84CZS6VgByCoG7ceGaRUvdz2T18q_F_xQkE5UxcBQiOuDHmoTLmJPRvrdW4iIuuYA59pZQmxJHb8R9_XfTFd2UQ567NQ3xA3v-RKyBTVqcOHFUUyq1X4qco/s1600/graph+fav+chocolate.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="306" rba="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEic_qkuEffyOn2PbD5YtMBB84CZS6VgByCoG7ceGaRUvdz2T18q_F_xQkE5UxcBQiOuDHmoTLmJPRvrdW4iIuuYA59pZQmxJHb8R9_XfTFd2UQ567NQ3xA3v-RKyBTVqcOHFUUyq1X4qco/s400/graph+fav+chocolate.png" width="400" /></a></div>teammr3http://www.blogger.com/profile/17434697190780648779noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7419231121656500615.post-45765071970524214652011-08-12T12:09:00.000+12:002011-08-12T12:09:12.614+12:00Pencil's beware<span style="color: yellow;"><em>The pencil was a nice fellow. His cousin the evil pencil sharpener is a hunter. He complains about pencil's all day long he gets angry and tries to hurt them and makes them sharp so they will hurt each other.</em></span>teammr3http://www.blogger.com/profile/17434697190780648779noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7419231121656500615.post-72614958134919750202011-08-09T19:22:00.001+12:002011-08-09T19:22:57.579+12:00Learners reflection eveningMe and my dad looking at the computer LEARNING!!<br /><br /><center><a href='https://picasaweb.google.com/106181484235150907772/BenSBlog?authkey=Gv1sRgCJ-d4NSj7J6ongE#5638753346358256402'><img src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjaoWpjLwJHkhnWvGmdPGAHbCRJMVDSOafzkekx-l5g22c2xJmWuVvPTD4i5Ciid2d5MYySeBmsPyBnmpziEvEcHncuFCjVn5Rua_FTobYiT706_JeMaVdQs_uJEnZVEBsnX2ODCl3GoPA/s288/0.jpg' border='0' width='400' height='400' style='margin:5px'></a></center><br />- Posted using BlogPress from my iPhone <br /><p class='blogpress_location'>Location:<a href='http://maps.google.com/maps?q=%20&z=10'> </a></p>teammr3http://www.blogger.com/profile/17434697190780648779noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7419231121656500615.post-23395929626075892532011-08-05T12:23:00.000+12:002011-08-05T12:23:44.154+12:00Poem<div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="background-color: white; color: red;">I am a boy</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="background-color: white; color: red;">I can smell flowers and farts from everyone</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="background-color: white; color: red;">I can hear whispering class mates about funny things </span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="background-color: white; color: red;">I can see people laughing like hyenas</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="background-color: white; color: red;">I can touch reading books and peoples toys </span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="background-color: white; color: red;">I can taste yummy food like chips lollies and a whole lot more</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="background-color: white; color: red;">I like school because I can hangout with my friends and learn :]</span></em></div>teammr3http://www.blogger.com/profile/17434697190780648779noreply@blogger.com0