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		<title>Goodbye</title>
		<link>http://blogs.dalton.org/c17sh/2009/06/09/good-bye/</link>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 09 Jun 2009 13:24:59 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Since it is the end of the school year, it will half to say a goodbye. My blog will still be up for a long time but I can&#8217;t write in it. This is my last post for ever. Goodbye from c17sh.
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		<title>Wizard of oz Debate</title>
		<link>http://blogs.dalton.org/c17sh/2009/06/03/wizard-of-oz-debate/</link>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 03 Jun 2009 13:59:51 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Today in school my class mates and had a debate on if the MGM wizard of oz movie is a good or a bad adaptation of the book. I was arguing that the movie was a good adaption of the book. After hearing both sides and the points that they made, I think it was [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Today in school my class mates and had a debate on if the MGM wizard of oz movie is a good or a bad adaptation of the book. I was arguing that the movie <em>was</em> a good adaption of the book. After hearing both sides and the points that they made, I think it was a good movie, but a bad adaptation of the book.</p>
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		<title>Kansas</title>
		<link>http://blogs.dalton.org/c17sh/2009/05/28/kansas/</link>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 28 May 2009 22:46:01 +0000</pubDate>
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Kansas became more well-known after its mention in the Wizard of Oz. Dorothy, a young girl, grows up on a farm in a section of Kansas. She lives with her Aunt Em and her Uncle Henry. All she wants is to get back to Kansas because “ There’s no place like home.” This movie helped [...]]]></description>
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<p class="MsoNormal"><span>Kansas became more well-known after its mention in the Wizard of Oz. Dorothy, a young girl, grows up on a farm in a section of Kansas. She lives with her Aunt Em and her Uncle Henry. All she wants is to get back to Kansas because “ There’s no place like home.” This movie helped Judy Garland, who played the role of Dorothy, become a famous actress.</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span> </span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span>Amelia Mary Earhart was the first woman to earn a pilot’s license from the National Aeronautics Association. She grew up in Atchison, Kansas, and was born on July 24,1897. Amelia was one of the most famous pilots in the United States, because she also was the first women to fly across the Atlantic ocean alone. <span> </span>Sadly she disappeared on July 2, 1937, flying over the Bermuda Triangle.</span><span></span></p>
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<p class="MsoNormal" align="center"><span>Fact List</span></p>
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<p class="MsoNormal"><span>State Soil: Harney Silt Loam</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span>State Reptile: Ornate Box Turtle</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span>State Animal: African buffalo</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span>State Bird: Western Meadowlark</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span>State Capitol: Topeka </span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span>State Song: Home On The Range</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span>State Insect: Honeybee</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span>State Flower: Wild Native Sunflower</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span>State tree: Cottonwood</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center">Resources</p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left">50states.com</p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left">Netstate.com</p>
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		<title>Illinois</title>
		<link>http://blogs.dalton.org/c17sh/2009/05/12/illinois/</link>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 12 May 2009 22:59:04 +0000</pubDate>
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Illinois had a lot of interesting facts. First I would like to write about Sue the dinosaur. She is kept in the Field Museum in Chicago, Illinois. Sue is the biggest dinosaur known to mankind, but she is just bones now. However, she has a complete skeleton. If you ever visit her remember to look [...]]]></description>
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<p class="MsoNormal">Illinois had a lot of interesting facts. First I would like to write about Sue the dinosaur. She is kept in the Field Museum in Chicago, Illinois. Sue is the biggest dinosaur known to mankind, but she is just bones now. However, she has a complete skeleton. If you ever visit her remember to look at her bird like feet, her huge legs, and her terrifying teeth. Sue is 42 foot long from head to tail and has a five foot long scull. This T Rex was found in 1990 by Sue Hendrickson.</p>
<p class="MsoNormal">Another Illinois fact is that the ice cream sundae was originate in Evanston, Illinois. The ice cream soda is the first cousin to the ice cream sundae. Having an ice cream soda after church was always a town favorite for Evanston. The children would get their ice cream sodas at the soda fountains in the drug stores. All of the adults in the town thought it was not right to be having ice cream sodas on the Sabbath. A law was passed that there would be no selling of ice cream sodas on Sunday in Evanston. For the drug stores to get away from this law, they sold the ice cream sodas with out the soda. The substitute was just ice cream with syrup on it. The people of Evanston called it a Sunday after the day on which it was sold. The religious leaders didn’t want to name the tasty treat after the Sabbath day, so they spelled it “Sundae”. <span> </span></p>
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<p class="MsoNormal"><span><span> <span><span><span>·<span> </span></span></span><strong><span>Capital: </span></strong></span><span><span>Springfield; <span>Population<strong> </strong></span>12,713,634</span></span></span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span><span> <span><span><span>·<span> </span></span></span><strong><span>Statehood: </span></strong></span><span><span>December 3, 1818 &#8211; 21st state admitted</span></span></span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span><span> <span><span><span>·<span> </span></span></span><strong><span>State Bird: </span></strong></span><span><span>Cardinal</span></span></span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span><span> <span><span><span>·<span> </span></span></span><strong><span>Flower: </span></strong></span><span><span>Native Violet</span></span></span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span><span> <span><span><span>·<span> </span></span></span><strong><span>Tree: </span></strong></span><span><span>White Oak</span></span></span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span><span> <span><span><span>·<span> </span></span></span><strong><span>Fruit: </span></strong></span><span><span>Apple</span></span></span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span><span> <span><span><span>·<span> </span></span></span><strong><span>State Song: </span></strong></span><span><span>Illinois</span></span></span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span><span> <span><span><span>·<span> </span></span></span><strong><span>State snack food: </span></strong></span><span><span>Popcorn</span></span></span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span><span> <span><span>·<span> </span></span></span><span>First skyscraper- Home Insurance Building. Chicago, 1885</span></span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span><span> <span><span>·<span> </span></span></span><span>First aquarium- John G. Shedd Aquarium</span></span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span><span> <span><span>·<span> </span></span></span><span>Tallest building in U.S. Sears Tower</span></span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center"><span><span><span><span>Resources </span></span></span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span>Netstate.com  museum.state.il.us  50states.com  destination360  Ask.com  fieldmuseum.com</span></p>
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		<title>When You Reach Me</title>
		<link>http://blogs.dalton.org/c17sh/2009/04/30/when-you-reach-me/</link>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 30 Apr 2009 17:09:30 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[When You Reach Me by Rebecca Stead, is truly a book with a lot of friendship, and cliff hangers. It is confusing yet amazing. It is about a normal girl with alot of mysterious changes happening with her friends, where she works, and much more. It doesn&#8217;t quite have happy ending, but worked the way [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p style="margin-bottom: 0in"><em>When You Reach Me </em>by <em>Rebecca Stead</em>, is truly a book with a lot of friendship, and cliff hangers. It is confusing yet amazing. It is about a normal girl with alot of mysterious changes happening with her friends, where she works, and much more. It doesn&#8217;t quite have happy ending, but worked the way the laughing man planed out. (you will find out what that means if you read the book) My teacher was the  one who read us (my class) the book. Now that she read it to us I realize two things: 1 It is helpful to read <em>A Wrinkle in Time </em>first<em>. </em>2 It is easier to read it with a friend or a group. Although it is complicated it is a great book for kids.</p>
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		<title>The Green Book</title>
		<link>http://blogs.dalton.org/c17sh/2009/04/13/the-green-book/</link>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 14 Apr 2009 00:18:53 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[My class and I read a book called The Green Book for writing skills. We have to write about the story of the Green Book versus what the pilgrims did. The Green Book is about people in the future going to any other planet on a beat up space ship. They were very poor. They [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>My class and I read a book called<em> </em><em>The Green Book</em> for writing skills. We have to write about the story of the Green Book versus what the pilgrims did. The Green Book is about people in the future going to any other planet on a beat up space ship. They were very poor. They were leaving because something bad was going to happen to the earth. The pilgrims were a lot like the people in the green book. They both traveled to a different place and were able to live there, they both could bring limited belongings, and they both had a very small vehicle they were riding in to get to their destination. This list could go on and on. Luckily there are also differences. They don&#8217;t have the same reason for leaving, they both take places in different times, and  one of them had a toilet on their ship and one didn&#8217;t. Find out yourselves what the rest are by reading the amazing book The Green Book.</p>
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		<title>Where Did Alice Go?</title>
		<link>http://blogs.dalton.org/c17sh/2009/04/08/where-did-alice-go/</link>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 08 Apr 2009 16:52:28 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Alice in wonderland is a great book but is getting lost in our generation. I had no idea what the book was. Luckily my class is studying it. First we all got the A.I.W. book from my teacher. We each read it to our self wall Ms. Edinger ( my teacher ) read the annotated [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Alice in wonderland is a great book but is getting lost in our generation. I had no idea what the book was. Luckily my class is studying it. First we all got the A.I.W. book from my teacher. We each read it to our self wall Ms. Edinger ( my teacher ) read the annotated  version. She told us a lot of things she knew about the book. Like some the original poems Lewis Carrol the writer, makes into parody&#8217;s. Also, Lewis Carrol is not the authors real name. His real name is Charles Lutwidge Dodgson. He used a fake name because he was really a math teacher. He did not want people thinking he was a writers or a story teller. Next what our class did was looking at comics so we knew how to write them. Now we are making the script and drawing our comics. Don&#8217;t worry when I&#8217;m done I&#8217;ll show it to you to I promise.</p>
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		<title>Mourts Relation</title>
		<link>http://blogs.dalton.org/c17sh/2009/04/01/mourts-relation/</link>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 01 Apr 2009 16:47:52 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[I, c17sh am learning about the pilgrims in school. My teacher found a great book for us to look at. It has quotes from the pilgrims journals and some of there poetry. It is great for a class of fourth graders because it is still in there bad grammar, but it is changed enough to [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I, c17sh am learning about the pilgrims in school. My teacher found a great book for us to look at. It has quotes from the pilgrims journals and some of there poetry. It is great for a class of fourth graders because it is still in there bad grammar, but it is changed enough to read. After reading a few pages, we got picked a  phrase/sentence from the book. Mine is &#8221; compassed about to the very Sea with Okes, Pine Iuniper, Sassafras, and other sweet wood;                                                                                        &#8221; . It is a great way to learn about the pilgrims. I highly recommend this book.</p>
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		<title>My Coolest Buddy Ever</title>
		<link>http://blogs.dalton.org/c17sh/2009/03/13/my-coolest-buddy-ever/</link>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 13 Mar 2009 13:57:45 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[I go to the Dalton school. That means I have a 3rd grade buddy. My 3rd grade buddy has a pen pal that lives in New Orleans. She wrote a paragraph about the relationship between her and her pen pal. Look down to read it.
The relationship between my buddy and I is growing after each [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I go to the Dalton school. That means I have a 3rd grade buddy. My 3rd grade buddy has a pen pal that lives in New Orleans. She wrote a paragraph about the relationship between her and her pen pal. Look down to read it.</p>
<p style="margin-bottom: 0in">The relationship between my buddy and I is growing after each letter goes back and forth. When I ask or answer a question I feel excited that I am learning something about another student who has a different experience in their education. I like that we are doing this by mail; it wouldn’t be the same if we were doing it another way. The daffodil planting at Isham Park was very fun to do and made me feel proud that I was helping other students with their education.</p>
<p style="margin-bottom: 0in">I have learned many things about my buddy and New Orleans. I know a little about the history of New Orleans, like it was the center of jazz and how Mardi Gras started. He mentioned some of the things he likes to do and the bands he likes. I know a bit about his family, like his mom and dad and his siblings and pets. I know about his birthday, friends, and his likes and dis-likes. I enjoy having a buddy that lives in a different part of the world and experiences different things.</p>
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		<title>My Cinderella Story</title>
		<link>http://blogs.dalton.org/c17sh/2009/03/10/my-cinderella-story/</link>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 10 Mar 2009 18:53:23 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[The Mistreated Princess
Once upon a time there was a horrible land called high school. In that high school there was a smart and beautiful girl named Jamie. But starting from when she was a little girl, her two older sisters Malissa and Jordan made her clean their room, make their dinner when their parents weren&#8217;t [...]]]></description>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in"><span style="font-family: Century Schoolbook L,Times New Roman,serif"><span style="font-size: small">Once upon a time there was a horrible land called high school. In that high school there was a smart and beautiful girl named Jamie. But starting from when she was a little girl, her two older sisters Malissa and Jordan made her clean their room, make their dinner when their parents weren&#8217;t home, and do their chores. </span></span></p>
<p style="margin-bottom: 0in"><span style="font-family: Century Schoolbook L,Times New Roman,serif"><span style="font-size: small">It was the first day of school</span></span></p>
<p style="margin-bottom: 0in">“<span style="font-family: Century Schoolbook L,Times New Roman,serif"><span style="font-size: small">Mom you can go to work now, said the 2 older sisters.”</span></span></p>
<p style="margin-bottom: 0in">“<span style="font-family: Century Schoolbook L,Times New Roman,serif"><span style="font-size: small">I&#8217;m going out. Let Jamie in the car with you.”</span></span></p>
<p style="margin-bottom: 0in">“<span style="font-family: Century Schoolbook L,Times New Roman,serif"><span style="font-size: small">We will we will”.</span></span></p>
<p style="margin-bottom: 0in">“<span style="font-family: Century Schoolbook L,Times New Roman,serif"><span style="font-size: small">Bye,” said Mom. </span></span></p>
<p style="margin-bottom: 0in"><span style="font-family: Century Schoolbook L,Times New Roman,serif"><span style="font-size: small">After their mom had gone they left Jamie at home. After having to take her bike to school, she got there right after the bell. She was so stressed out. She had whined all lunch to her best friend Timmy. When Jamie got home she was so mad at her sisters. She was a nice girl so to get her anger out she went to her diary. There she was comfortable. That was because she was writing about the boy that she likes. </span></span></p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in"><span style="color: #333366"><span style="font-family: Century Schoolbook L,Times New Roman,serif"><span style="font-size: small"><em><strong>Dear Diary,</strong></em></span></span></span></p>
<p style="margin-bottom: 0in"><span style="color: #333366"><span style="font-family: Century Schoolbook L,Times New Roman,serif"><span style="font-size: small"><em><strong>All during math class today I was daydreaming about the coolest guy at school. Micky Froskoph. He is like the prince of my heart. But then my sisters came into the daydream. It was because they also liked him and he was in their grade. I was finally about to kiss him when it was time for English class.</strong></em></span></span></span></p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in"><span style="font-family: Century Schoolbook L,Times New Roman,serif"><span style="font-size: small">The next day at school Jamie came down the hall when Timmy came sprinting over and said “Jamie, Jamie the school prom is in a month.”</span></span></p>
<p style="margin-bottom: 0in">“<span style="font-family: Century Schoolbook L,Times New Roman,serif"><span style="font-size: small">Are you serious? OMG!” said Jamie.</span></span></p>
<p style="margin-bottom: 0in">“<span style="font-family: Century Schoolbook L,Times New Roman,serif"><span style="font-size: small">Yes, and the theme is love.”</span></span></p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in"><span style="color: #333366"><span style="font-family: Century Schoolbook L,Times New Roman,serif"><span style="font-size: small"><em><strong>Dear diary,</strong></em></span></span></span></p>
<p style="margin-bottom: 0in"><span style="color: #333366"><span style="font-family: Century Schoolbook L,Times New Roman,serif"><span style="font-size: small"><em><strong>Since Timmy told me about the prom, I had no idea, but couldn&#8217;t stop talking about it. When I write in here I feel like I&#8217;m playing hide and seek with my thoughts. When I go to the prom I&#8217;m going to wear a white dress and at midnight he is going to come over and ask me to dance. I&#8217;m never going to stop thinking about that night.</strong></em></span></span></span></p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in"><span style="font-size: small"><span style="font-family: Century Schoolbook L,Times New Roman,serif">When her parents got home she told them all about the prom. Her parents were listening, but her sisters were listening harder. The days passed by and Jamie kept thinking more and more about Mickey<strong>. </strong></span></span></p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in"><span style="font-family: Century Schoolbook L,Times New Roman,serif"><span style="font-size: small"> Finally the night of the prom came. Their parents ready to go out to dinner and every one was getting ready for the prom. Especially Jamie. One of her sisters, Jordan, was trying to find one of her necklaces in Jamie&#8217;s room and found her diary.  Jordan found out about her sister going to dance with Mickey. Her parents had just left when Jamie was putting on her last item. Her charm bracelet. The charms had all of her favorite things and hobbies. On it there was a soccer ball, a bouncy ball to show her collection of bouncy balls, a little white dog, and a heart for good luck. Jamie finished her costume when she came out of the bathroom and her sister spilled a big jug of tomato juice on her.</span></span></p>
<p style="margin-bottom: 0in">“ <span style="font-family: Century Schoolbook L,Times New Roman,serif"><span style="font-size: small">Sorry sis,” lied Jordan. “You can&#8217;t go to the prom with a ruined costume.” Jamie was so mad.</span></span></p>
<p style="margin-bottom: 0in">“<span style="font-family: Century Schoolbook L,Times New Roman,serif"><span style="font-size: small">I guess we have to go now. Bye.” </span></span></p>
<p style="margin-bottom: 0in"><span style="font-family: Century Schoolbook L,Times New Roman,serif"><span style="font-size: small">Jordan and Malissa were gone and had locked the door from the outside.</span></span></p>
<p style="margin-bottom: 0in"><span style="font-family: Century Schoolbook L,Times New Roman,serif"><span style="font-size: small">It was a few hours later when Jamie flew down the hall and called Timmy. She told him all of the horrible things that her sisters did to her. Timmy came rushing over. He lived in the neighborhood. They searched in the closet to find the best costume ever. Jamie was dressed in a beautiful red dress with a brown wig and white eye mask. After everything was set, Timmy, who had his license and a van, drove Jamie to the prom. “Have a good time!” said Timmy.</span></span></p>
<p style="margin-bottom: 0in">“<span style="font-family: Century Schoolbook L,Times New Roman,serif"><span style="font-size: small">Oh come on,” said Jamie, “Let&#8217;s go.”</span></span></p>
<p style="margin-bottom: 0in"><span style="color: #333366"><span style="font-family: Century Schoolbook L,Times New Roman,serif"><span style="font-size: small"><em><strong>Dear diary,</strong></em></span></span></span></p>
<p style="margin-bottom: 0in"><span style="color: #333366"><span style="font-family: Century Schoolbook L,Times New Roman,serif"><span style="font-size: small"><em><strong>Last night it wasn&#8217;t exactly they way I planed it, especially because Mickey was dancing with my sisters, but I still had the best time of my life.  When Timmy and I danced in my red sparkling dress and my white-eye mask, I realized I was dancing in the perfect place, and with the perfect music, with the perfect guy. I felt like the perfect princess.</strong></em></span></span></span></p>
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