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		<title>my Cindy Story [Pizzarella]</title>
		<link>http://blogs.dalton.org/c16ts/2008/03/11/my-cindy-story-pizzarella/</link>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 11 Mar 2008 19:13:38 +0000</pubDate>
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Once there was a pizza maker named Ray who had a pizza store also named Rays.   He had a mustache, was 33 years old and was really kind to everyone.  He made the best pizza in New York.  It had the best cheese. It was made the freshest also because he [...]]]></description>
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<p>Once there was a pizza maker named Ray who had a pizza store also named Rays.   He had a mustache, was 33 years old and was really kind to everyone.  He made the best pizza in New York.  It had the best cheese. It was made the freshest also because he planted his own vegetables. Even though his restaurant was very tiny (it only had 3 tables) the store always had new pizza.</p>
<p>He had two competitors who were jealous so they used Ray’s name so people would think they tasted the same. So one, who had a very big store, called himself Ray’s Famous Pizza, but everyone hated his pizza. The other called his store New York Ray’s  and it was also terrible.  The fake Rays (named Pablo and Poncho) were both brothers hated the real Ray</p>
<p>One day all three got an invitation to the cook off. It said,<br />
“Be at the annual cook off tomorrow 8:00 sharp if you win you got a new pizza store and a life supply of ingredients”.</p>
<p>He was really excited because he just made a new pizza that had onions, broccoli, sausage, pepperoni, mushroom, and a 7-cheese blend.  He went to the other stores.  They both said that they were going to win because they have a better store.  They told him to get out of their stores.</p>
<p>He was on his way to the cook off in his car but then he remembered he forgot his ingredients. He pulled over and saw one of his best customers that owned a taco store. He asked to borrow his ingredients.  His customer said<br />
“Yes but bring it back before nine o’clock.”<br />
So he used his customer’s ingredients to make his own Ingredients.</p>
<p>The judge said go and they started cooking first tomato sauce then the special cheese and then pepperoni and sausage then onion and mushroom and chicken and broccoli.  Finally everyone was done.  First they tried Ray’s famous pizza. They threw up. Then Rays New York pizza. They threw up. Finally they tried rays. They loved it so much they ate the whole thing in five seconds. The judge said,<br />
“I love your pizza so much you win”.<br />
He was just about to give him the key when it was<br />
nine o’clock.  He ran out as fast as he could.  He ran so fast his hat flew off.</p>
<p>He heard the next day that they were going to every Rays in New York to see who the hat fit. Before he knew it he heared chains outside. His competitors were locking him inside. They knew it was his hat and they didn’t want him to win the store and ingredients.  He had nothing to do but scream. He said, “Let me out let me out” he was stuck when he heard a car pull up. It was the judges with the hat.  Then a women came out the oven it was a fairy crust mother. She said “are you stuck” ray said “yes” “I’ll let you out then” she took cheese and shot it at the door it was not powerful enough she said she needed rays 7 cheese blend she took it shot it at the door. It broke right open just when the judges were leaving. Ray screamed,<br />
“Wait.”<br />
He tried the hat on and it was a perfect fit he one every thing and got so rich and bought a mansion and lived with his fairy crust mother.  And lived happily ever after. And his competitors their stores got over run by rats and they both had to share rays old store.    The end</p>
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		<itunes:subtitle>Pizzarella

Once there was a pizza maker named Ray who had a pizza store also named Rays.   He had a mustache, was 33 years ...</itunes:subtitle>
		<itunes:summary>Pizzarella

Once there was a pizza maker named Ray who had a pizza store also named Rays.   He had a mustache, was 33 years old and was really kind to everyone.  He made the best pizza in New York.  It had the best cheese. It was made the freshest also because he planted his own vegetables. Even though his restaurant was very tiny (it only had 3 tables) the store always had new pizza.

He had two competitors who were jealous so they used Rayrsquo;s name so people would think they tasted the same. So one, who had a very big store, called himself Rayrsquo;s Famous Pizza, but everyone hated his pizza. The other called his store New York Rayrsquo;s  and it was also terrible.  The fake Rays (named Pablo and Poncho) were both brothers hated the real Ray

One day all three got an invitation to the cook off. It said,
ldquo;Be at the annual cook off tomorrow 8:00 sharp if you win you got a new pizza store and a life supply of ingredientsrdquo;.

He was really excited because he just made a new pizza that had onions, broccoli, sausage, pepperoni, mushroom, and a 7-cheese blend.  He went to the other stores.  They both said that they were going to win because they have a better store.  They told him to get out of their stores.

He was on his way to the cook off in his car but then he remembered he forgot his ingredients. He pulled over and saw one of his best customers that owned a taco store. He asked to borrow his ingredients.  His customer said
ldquo;Yes but bring it back before nine orsquo;clock.rdquo;
So he used his customerrsquo;s ingredients to make his own Ingredients.

The judge said go and they started cooking first tomato sauce then the special cheese and then pepperoni and sausage then onion and mushroom and chicken and broccoli.  Finally everyone was done.  First they tried Rayrsquo;s famous pizza. They threw up. Then Rays New York pizza. They threw up. Finally they tried rays. They loved it so much they ate the whole thing in five seconds. The judge said,
ldquo;I love your pizza so much you winrdquo;.
He was just about to give him the key when it was
nine orsquo;clock.  He ran out as fast as he could.  He ran so fast his hat flew off.

He heard the next day that they were going to every Rays in New York to see who the hat fit. Before he knew it he heared chains outside. His competitors were locking him inside. They knew it was his hat and they didnrsquo;t want him to win the store and ingredients.  He had nothing to do but scream. He said, ldquo;Let me out let me outrdquo; he was stuck when he heard a car pull up. It was the judges with the hat.  Then a women came out the oven it was a fairy crust mother. She said ldquo;are you stuckrdquo; ray said ldquo;yesrdquo; ldquo;Irsquo;ll let you out thenrdquo; she took cheese and shot it at the door it was not powerful enough she said she needed rays 7 cheese blend she took it shot it at the door. It broke right open just when the judges were leaving. Ray screamed,
ldquo;Wait.rdquo;
He tried the hat on and it was a perfect fit he one every thing and got so rich and bought a mansion and lived with his fairy crust mother.  And lived happily ever after. And his competitors their stores got over run by rats and they both had to share rays old store.    The end</itunes:summary>
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		<title>My Oral History Project</title>
		<link>http://blogs.dalton.org/c16ts/2008/01/15/my-oral-history-project/</link>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 15 Jan 2008 20:14:11 +0000</pubDate>
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 I made a book about my dad who immigrated from Sierra Leone, in west Africa.  First I  interviewed him,  then I  then I  hand  wrote  it, then  I typed  it on my alphasmart.  Then checked  on a laptop, and  put it [...]]]></description>
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<p align="left"> I made a book about my dad who immigrated from Sierra Leone, in west Africa.  First I  interviewed him,  then I  then I  hand  wrote  it, then  I typed  it on my alphasmart.  Then checked  on a laptop, and  put it in a book dummy, reprinted it and put it in my book, and then drew the pictures it was hard. He immigrated here from  Sierra Leone because he got married to a lady that was from America so they moved to New York.</p>
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