tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-44796138439271276672024-03-05T19:36:35.701-08:00Living for His NameKatelynhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01462399945132469733noreply@blogger.comBlogger25125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4479613843927127667.post-6218508793282950912011-04-19T17:56:00.000-07:002011-04-19T17:57:10.520-07:00<table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Wouldn't you miss this cute face?</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">I also forgot to tell you that last monday like 8 days ago I had to got a mole taken off my back and now I have stitches there. Disgusting huh?</td></tr>
</tbody></table>I LOVE READING!!! How about you??? My favorite books are romantic and mysterious. I just finished reading a book, called Happily Ever After. It was a real good book. It kept me interested the whole time. I was actually kinda sad when I finished, cause I wasn't sure when the next time I was gonna be able to find another GREAT book like that. On another note nothing really that interesting is going on in my life right now. I am counting down the days 'till Steven and his friends come. 18 days to be exact. And I am also really excited for <span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;">SUMMER BREAK</span>!!! Which for me will be in about 2 and a half weeks. And I am really excited to go back to the states in 35 days! (Yes I also am counting down those days too.) I mean I love Ecuador and all, but I cant wait to see my friends other family that lives in the states, and my doggy poncho. So yep just thought I would give you a sneak peek of my life.Katelynhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01462399945132469733noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4479613843927127667.post-90542199385270660322011-03-23T16:57:00.000-07:002011-03-23T16:57:19.392-07:00If I could only be like Job<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjPKiUnVBxtKmXN9Tm6BLyMehAuFIocbE3myxvCP47AEWSXs5YQgmxPSiJZjU13_p9hzOIK6DDSOENQA2UoRCFwRd8cSWHhgFu2DXpLhnOw9Lr1R4Np47s6iUCA4sDlMzW8wohkNMx5ctY/s1600/Unknown.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" height="137" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjPKiUnVBxtKmXN9Tm6BLyMehAuFIocbE3myxvCP47AEWSXs5YQgmxPSiJZjU13_p9hzOIK6DDSOENQA2UoRCFwRd8cSWHhgFu2DXpLhnOw9Lr1R4Np47s6iUCA4sDlMzW8wohkNMx5ctY/s200/Unknown.jpeg" width="200" /></a>Yesterday during Bible we read about Job. He is one amazing man. Everything he had (except for God) was taken away from him. His family, all of his servants, his animals, all of this. Yet he still trusted in the Lord. If only we could be like Job. He trusted God that much. Oh and to top it off he had boils all over his body, he was miserable. He wanted God to just kill him right there. But through God he made it, and now he is with God in heaven, because of his trust in the Lord. He is one strong man, I just want to pray everyday that if God took anything away from me, that I would not turn away from him, after all the Lord gives and takes away.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">I love his hair.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Hahaha, the kids loved to take pictures</td></tr>
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</tbody></table><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgyS-qaQoXxTyqi7HUJpUIHgo0pOe9NOGy-0c9CBNIFXHqpDk1mJ_z3mdoRxNJewEGUbKI5zdK7uPxEe01nnfcH2_9bL7pE3C3aP6jQfM8Gl4XVpF_x0cGF-h4QlWY3Us0zLaQE3AXdF2g/s1600/DSC05199.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgyS-qaQoXxTyqi7HUJpUIHgo0pOe9NOGy-0c9CBNIFXHqpDk1mJ_z3mdoRxNJewEGUbKI5zdK7uPxEe01nnfcH2_9bL7pE3C3aP6jQfM8Gl4XVpF_x0cGF-h4QlWY3Us0zLaQE3AXdF2g/s320/DSC05199.JPG" width="320" /></a>So this past weekend Julianna, Sara, and I went to one of the cutest little towns i have been too, Shell. We went there to help at an orphanage with about 50 kids, all raging from the ages of 0-12. I love working there. The kids are just so sweet. So we got to shell thursday night, we had all day friday and saturday there. We worked from about 8:30 until 11:30 we walk home to eat lunch and to just chill/take a nap all of us were so tired, kids really wear you out. Then we would go back at around 2:30, thats when the older kids would get out of school(There are teachers, ecuadorian and american at the orphanage to teach them school, they are also bilingual.) I think one of my favorite parts about working there was when we walked in a couple of the kids would run up to us and give us HUGE hugs, it just made my day. I think it is so good when we go and help there because the tias there don't even really play with the kids, which I think is so sad, but they love to see people who will actually play with them. The whole time I am there I have something to do, which is nice, not a single dull moment. On saturday evening it was so hard saying goodbye to these kids. But I am oh so thankful that God gave me this opportunity, and I can't wait to see what God is planing for me in the future. Hopefully something to do with kids.Katelynhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01462399945132469733noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4479613843927127667.post-52780188774954879422011-02-24T08:26:00.000-08:002011-02-24T08:26:52.133-08:00My essay!!Hi Guys this is my persuading essay I had to write for my online writing teacher, I hope you like it, and I hope I persuaded you. :)<br />
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<div style="font: 24.0px 'Gill Sans'; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; text-align: center;"><span style="letter-spacing: 0px;"><span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre;"> </span>A Person’s a Person no Matter how Small</span></div><div style="font: 12.0px Helvetica; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"><span style="letter-spacing: 0px;">Have you ever thought how life would be like without the certain people you love? I think it would be terrible. You would have no shoulder to cry on, no one who believes in you, and no one who understands what you are going through. Just think if your best friend’s mom had your best friend out of wedlock and decided for an abortion, who would be your best friend then? Certainly you have other friends but what if there moms chose the same simple way to deal with their mistakes, abortion.</span></div><div style="font: 12.0px Helvetica; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"><span style="letter-spacing: 0px;"><span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre;"> </span>It makes me so mad sometimes when people have abortions. Even though you cannot see, feel, or here the wonderful human growing within you doesn't mean he is not alive yet. You were once as small as a peanut, can you imagine? But now look at you: fully educated, healthy, growing well all because of your mom. What if she’d decided the other route? </span></div><div style="font: 12.0px Helvetica; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"><span style="letter-spacing: 0px;"><span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre;"> </span>If that poor little innocent human being had a choice, I am pretty sure they would chose life over death. Maybe you are in a situation where you can’t afford the baby.You should find other couples who are wiling to adopt, or send them to an orphanage. We adopted my little brother from an orphanage here in Ecuador, and his birth mom put him in the best orphanage in the whole entire country. I love him to death. I am so happy his mom chose life.</span></div><div style="font: 12.0px Helvetica; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"><span style="letter-spacing: 0px;"><span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre;"> </span>Did you know that God formed you even before you were in your mothers womb? Well he did, and that right there says that He has plans for us, for good and not for bad, and I don’t think any of those plans was to be murdered before you even had a chance. It is just not fair. I don’t understand why it is totally legal for an abortion doctor to do abortions, yet a serial killer goes to jail for committing murder yet both people are doing the same thing. I think this society is a little bit confused.</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhPzRxH3FgSIQQCEAI7tiStCltu-PL1GOLTMhx8nCvEvUbJygzjMB9dSLvU1vejiizdPmSJZ_E7NzS8VNne4iAOpn1VkEoaUoU0IX2ZH1D5HO2z7tZi5gVFMUtVGhseE3Duh-r1uxGlnpY/s1600/user_3_baby_names_mom_and_laughing_baby1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="265" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhPzRxH3FgSIQQCEAI7tiStCltu-PL1GOLTMhx8nCvEvUbJygzjMB9dSLvU1vejiizdPmSJZ_E7NzS8VNne4iAOpn1VkEoaUoU0IX2ZH1D5HO2z7tZi5gVFMUtVGhseE3Duh-r1uxGlnpY/s400/user_3_baby_names_mom_and_laughing_baby1.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><div style="font: 12.0px Helvetica; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"><span style="letter-spacing: 0px;"><span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre;"> </span>In the end then next time you or someone you know has a choice over life or death, I would chose life and so would that marvelous, awesome, amazing, human being living inside of you that God himself has created for a purpose, and that purpose wan not to be killed even before taking there first breath of air. After all a person is a person no matter how small, even if there as small as a peanut.</span></div>Katelynhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01462399945132469733noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4479613843927127667.post-2357394228059642882011-02-22T10:33:00.000-08:002011-02-22T10:33:26.463-08:00I Lift my Eyes unto the Hills<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhAcRrrLiVPv0QZmXKgLbn_FlHKhtUvsgEhzGIwLdwprqo6imJQ3NnuSbwGvQm8Iku-fHiWv-LUsCFGfalYPm5b9HcjuoAuyyYq1faWMSiRuhAcobg0G101bAADyEJD1QowqRXVt4cHqbs/s1600/me+hills.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhAcRrrLiVPv0QZmXKgLbn_FlHKhtUvsgEhzGIwLdwprqo6imJQ3NnuSbwGvQm8Iku-fHiWv-LUsCFGfalYPm5b9HcjuoAuyyYq1faWMSiRuhAcobg0G101bAADyEJD1QowqRXVt4cHqbs/s400/me+hills.jpg" width="400" /></a></div>I know I have not blogged in a really long time, because I have been pretty busy. These past few weeks have flown by. Things have just been crazy. But I have a little time now, so here it goes. Two weekends ago us girls went to the beach to what we thought was our condo, but guess what??? We went again this past weekend and my parents just coudnt sleep , there is a bar really close and they play very obnoxious loud music......... until two in the morning. So now we don't own a condo at the beach, but we are looking for other ones. And I have pretty much been doing school. Do you know what I love??????? The Psalms that says I lift my eyes unto the hills where does my help come from? My help comes from the Lord the maker of heaven and earth. And Ecuador is full of hills, and the Lord gives us our help from them. I love it.<br />
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Anyways here are some of the things I enjoy the most about Ecuador:<br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f1c232;">-I love the culture, I just learn so much from it</span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f1c232;">-I Love the <span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">orphanage</span> here</span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f1c232;">-the climate, I mostly love that it never snows</span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f1c232;">-My friends here, of course i miss all my friends in the states dearly</span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f1c232;">-The beach!!!!</span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f1c232;">-Teen night, I love going there, and I love the people there</span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f1c232;">-I love the ministry opportunities here</span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f1c232;">-I love that I can walk to most places</span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f1c232;">-I love the food here, it is amazing</span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f1c232;">-I love all the different regions in Ecuador (Jungle, Mountains, Coast, Galapagos)</span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f1c232;">-I love being on the equator, It is sunny most of the time</span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f1c232;">-Haircuts are sooo cheap, same with manicures</span><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">I have started to collect shells</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Grossest thing I have ever done or seen. By far!</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Isn't it cute?</td></tr>
</tbody></table>Katelynhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01462399945132469733noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4479613843927127667.post-33247433938534297092011-01-25T17:41:00.000-08:002011-01-25T17:42:49.972-08:00KIds.<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi7e_EqJTDxeLCumSxOZwAwBwBqpmcWbLeTe-TAPx-gfaeaVGTESY1yeljapX3BKfkt6UWGfVyIJGFNMZ-bxPgpdeo8p-UdwxCx9R5MgTmaON-jy3bukdPTMFCBxU3VRKLZMq216wipMyY/s1600/DSC04274.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi7e_EqJTDxeLCumSxOZwAwBwBqpmcWbLeTe-TAPx-gfaeaVGTESY1yeljapX3BKfkt6UWGfVyIJGFNMZ-bxPgpdeo8p-UdwxCx9R5MgTmaON-jy3bukdPTMFCBxU3VRKLZMq216wipMyY/s320/DSC04274.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Mateo</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Felipe</td></tr>
</tbody></table>Today was really fun, and busy. I first did school. Then we went to history and science class, then right after that we went to the orphanage. Little 3month Viviana was smiling huge today. It just made my day. Then once she fell asleep, I went to go help with the four older kids. The only people in the building were me and one other tia. And the kids were being CRAZY!!!! Then we had a new missionary family over for dinner, they are still here actually, so yep. Well I guess I got to go and socialize. See ya!<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">My painting. Well I did it with water color.</td></tr>
</tbody></table>Katelynhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01462399945132469733noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4479613843927127667.post-24886571269456730652011-01-24T15:38:00.000-08:002011-01-24T15:40:57.080-08:00Monday.<table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
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</tbody></table>Today was well lets just say that it was a monday. I pretty much just did school, eat my moms mac and cheese, skyped, played with photo booth, soccer, and showered, and I chatted with Erin on Facebook for a while. And soon I am gonna go eat dinner. Sorry this is so boring. I think all the interesting days quit once all of our visitors left. Now I pretty much do the same thing everyday. But I will try not to complain because I know God has me here right now. So I am just going to take it one step at a time. Bye bye.Katelynhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01462399945132469733noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4479613843927127667.post-29537463119729490252011-01-23T16:51:00.000-08:002011-01-23T16:51:21.066-08:00No title.<table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Cutie</td></tr>
</tbody></table>This is going to be a short and quick blog.<br />
Things I did today:<br />
- Church<br />
- Read a really good book<br />
- Ate delicious food<br />
- watched a little bit of tv<br />
- went to the mall<br />
- had a snow cone<br />
- and got free cotton candy.<br />
I better go brush my teeth now. Haha.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">My church outfit.<br />
Sweater from Rachel<br />
Dress from Sara<br />
Leggings from Mom</td></tr>
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<tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhfB1AczXSI0227FIJHcTlg0eKwNLG-4rMjUrw8j22LlbePe7FJj5bgMmmrZAgCJenFMyoyq4KODVpjpXrXIoAue37ZRvtW5SpopxJVoPyfUWaNoKnTQZcNIs-SR0tVOVXdR0xwrWp1jL0/s1600/DSC04230.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhfB1AczXSI0227FIJHcTlg0eKwNLG-4rMjUrw8j22LlbePe7FJj5bgMmmrZAgCJenFMyoyq4KODVpjpXrXIoAue37ZRvtW5SpopxJVoPyfUWaNoKnTQZcNIs-SR0tVOVXdR0xwrWp1jL0/s320/DSC04230.JPG" width="320" /></a></td></tr>
<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">I love me some micah.</td></tr>
</tbody></table>In other words this weekend went by way to fast.Katelynhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01462399945132469733noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4479613843927127667.post-11584621085143553992011-01-22T16:26:00.000-08:002011-01-22T16:26:12.118-08:00Mario Kart, and Card Games.<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgOa7Ni8y_V-hCaZLaTHt5us9tYE4EiXGpNjFDqPVx7a9vwkv4LdSmzg-2CAZMYQuyhEBATYaFTdEwUKiX2F_29SjWOKKdQBHMaFaLDVwUANTVvYAO5glM8zT7OUqX-ggCYCcUXMq96ZhM/s1600/DSC04196.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgOa7Ni8y_V-hCaZLaTHt5us9tYE4EiXGpNjFDqPVx7a9vwkv4LdSmzg-2CAZMYQuyhEBATYaFTdEwUKiX2F_29SjWOKKdQBHMaFaLDVwUANTVvYAO5glM8zT7OUqX-ggCYCcUXMq96ZhM/s320/DSC04196.JPG" width="240" /></a></div>Saturday! Yay! Me and Erin have been hanging out all day. Until about 6:15 with another girl from youth group named Carolina. She is really nice. So today I got to practice more spanish too. :) All we did was play dutch blitz, Mario kart, oh and we went to my brother's baseball games. But it was fun. Oh yeah and we also did a photo shoot. And once everyone left my dad made his famous french fries and hamburgers. Yum. OK well I am really tired, probably from staying up until midnight last night. Ok well goodnight.Katelynhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01462399945132469733noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4479613843927127667.post-34171135267255896322011-01-21T16:26:00.000-08:002011-01-21T16:26:22.507-08:00Scream. Today I only had math and history, since it's a friday. But when I was walking towards my room Micah asked me a question. He said "Katelyn is that a real spider or a fake one?"In a scared tone. I looked and all I saw was his huge legs. I screamed than everyone came and we were all super scared. We swore we saw it moving. Then I called Isabel and she runs up with a broom. All of us are standing there, super scared and she put the broom there and a BIG huge black spider came out. We all stared at it then started screaming. Until we realized that it was just a fake spider. Then we start laughing. But seriously that really scared me. Anyway I am really excited because Erin is coming over for a sleepover that is once pico y placa ends. But I am happy. Ok well I hope ya'll have a happy weekend.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">The spider was right under those stairs</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Isabel trying to get it</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">The fake toy spider</td></tr>
</tbody></table>Katelynhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01462399945132469733noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4479613843927127667.post-88645602370700106862011-01-20T16:49:00.000-08:002011-01-20T16:49:17.795-08:00My story<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjoO8YIeGQlRylRj5oUOv90lg_ZPwjEPc-wyUXE0g4y7okUEGi75OevelnzMU_4h76dOMv6N89edQM5O5VxSSvOXHgNEg8z_8dJB_kBJMRmNOdzIZKIwBUICBTvmZ5y8uNbID-DgjiDMyE/s1600/images-1.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjoO8YIeGQlRylRj5oUOv90lg_ZPwjEPc-wyUXE0g4y7okUEGi75OevelnzMU_4h76dOMv6N89edQM5O5VxSSvOXHgNEg8z_8dJB_kBJMRmNOdzIZKIwBUICBTvmZ5y8uNbID-DgjiDMyE/s1600/images-1.jpeg" /></a>This is what I wrote. I hope you like it.<br />
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<div style="font: 36.0px Helvetica; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; text-align: center;"><span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px;">Support</span></div><div style="font: 12.0px Helvetica; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; text-align: center;"><span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px;">Josephine was in the kitchen washing dishes, as her mother walked in. “The principal called,” she said, “You had detention three times this week Jo?” “Why, why?”</span></div><div style="font: 12.0px Helvetica; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"><span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px;"><span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre;"> </span>“Mom i’m sorry, it’s Stacey.” Jo said. “ She has been bullying me ever since the year started, I have tried to do something nice, and she just goes and tells the teacher.</span></div><div style="font: 12.0px Helvetica; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"><span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px;"><span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre;"> </span>“Oh real mature!” Her mom yelled. “You are almost fifteen Josephine.” “You should know better.” </span></div><div style="font: 12.0px Helvetica; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"><span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px;"><span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre;"> </span>“I know it’s just it has been really hard settling in here.” “You have to realize that everyone calls me the “new girl”, and I just don’t fit in.”</span></div><div style="font: 12.0px Helvetica; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"><span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px;"><span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre;"> </span>“Well you have Olivia she is like your best friend.” Her mom stated.</span></div><div style="font: 12.0px Helvetica; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"><span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px;"><span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre;"> </span>“ Yeah one friend, most girls there have like 10 friends!” “Ok well mom I am sorry, I will try to act better.”</span></div><div style="font: 12.0px Helvetica; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"><span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px;"><span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre;"> </span>“Oh honey come here,” Jo walked across the kitchen and gave her mom a hug. “I am so sorry honey, I know it is hard for you to be the “new girl” and I will try to be a bit less strict.” “I am sorry that my job transferred us here, but they did. It is not my fault, sweetie.” I love you.”</span></div><div style="font: 12.0px Helvetica; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"><span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px;"><span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre;"> </span>“I love you too mom.”</span></div><div style="font: 12.0px Helvetica; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"><span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px;"><span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre;"> </span>“Ok now go upstairs and do your homework.” Her mom said.</span></div><div style="font: 12.0px Helvetica; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"><span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px;">While up in her room, Jo looked out the window and saw girls ice skating on the pond across the road. She sighed “ awww that looks like fun.” “I better start on my algebra.” She went to her bed, and there right on her bed was the school’s brochure. And there it said in italic letters “<i> New to Our School, Ice Skating!” </i> She gasped. “Just what I need.”</span></div><div style="font: 12.0px Helvetica; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"><span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px;"><span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre;"> </span>The next day. She was walking into the school. “Hey Liv” Jo said. Olivia turned around.</span></div><div style="font: 12.0px Helvetica; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"><span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px;"><span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre;"> </span>“Hey Jo!” “How are you?” </span></div><div style="font: 12.0px Helvetica; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"><span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px;"><span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre;"> </span>“Good I guess.” “You?”</span></div><div style="font: 12.0px Helvetica; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"><span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px;"><span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre;"> </span>“I am good too.” Did you here that we have a sub teacher in science today?” Olivia stated.</span></div><div style="font: 12.0px Helvetica; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"><span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px;"><span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre;"> </span>“No” “Why?”</span></div><div style="font: 12.0px Helvetica; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"><span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px;">“Miss Belemy is sick” She said. Ring ring! “Oh well time for math.” “See you at lunch.”</span></div><div style="font: 12.0px Helvetica; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"><span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px;"><span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre;"> </span>“Ok, bye.” </span></div><div style="font: 12.0px Helvetica; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"><span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px;"><span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre;"> </span>As Jo was walking into her writing class, she see’s Stacey with her friends whispering and staring at her. Jo just rolls her eyes. Even though on the inside her heart is about to break. She hears her say. “Eww look at those clothes, I think I am gonna barf.” Her friends start laughing. Then she hears them talk about ice skating. “Did you here that the school has ice skating now?” I am totally gonna do it.” The sign up sheet is hanging up by the principal’s office.”</span></div><div style="font: 12.0px Helvetica; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"><span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px;"><span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre;"> </span>“Good morning students.” Miss Smith walked in. “ I hope you all did last nights homework.” As Miss Smith was lecturing, all Jo was thinking about was if she knew where the principal’s office was. Right when the bell rang. Jo ran as fast as she could towards the principal's office.</span></div><div style="font: 12.0px Helvetica; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"><span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px;"><span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre;"> </span>“ Yes, I found it.” As she was writing her name down Stacey walked up behind her. She cleared her throat.</span></div><div style="font: 12.0px Helvetica; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"><span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px;"><span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre;"> </span>“Nice handwriting for a girl who is going to fail at skating.” She said in a mean tone. Jo tried so hard just ignore her, but she couldn’t.</span></div><div style="font: 12.0px Helvetica; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"><span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px;"><span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre;"> </span>“Stacey why are you so mean to me?” I din’t do anything to you.” Jo cried.</span></div><div style="font: 12.0px Helvetica; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"><span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px;"><span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre;"> </span>“But isn’t it the job for the popular girls to beat down the new girls?” Stacey walked away. I am gonna prove Stacey wrong. Jo thought.</span></div><div style="font: 12.0px Helvetica; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"><span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px;"><span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre;"> </span>Once she got home from school she thought, “Today is tryouts.” She ran upstairs and got dressed into sweats and a t-shirt. Mother won’t be back until late tonight. She thought, I should be back before she get’s home. She put the cat away and locked the door. “My dreams here I come!” She smiled and started walking to the school. She just got to the ice rink, where there was girls showing what they can do.</span></div><div style="font: 12.0px Helvetica; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"><span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px;"><span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre;"> </span>“May I help you?” A nice short lady asked her.</span></div><div style="font: 12.0px Helvetica; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"><span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px;"><span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre;"> </span>“Yes, I would like to tryout for ice skating, please.”</span></div><div style="font: 12.0px Helvetica; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"><span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px;"><span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre;"> </span>“Ok come right this way ma’am.” Jo followed this lady to the bleachers. “Ok put your things here, then meet me down on the ice.” Jo put her things there, put on her skates and walked down to her. “What is your name?”</span></div><div style="font: 12.0px Helvetica; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"><span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px;"><span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre;"> </span>“Josephine, but you may call me Jo if you like.”</span></div><div style="font: 12.0px Helvetica; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"><span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px;"><span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre;"> </span>“Ok, Jo show me what you got.” The lady said in excitement. A song started playing and Jo started skating. The lady just stood there in awe. From across the ice Stacey was watching her too. She looked very jealous. “ Wow, Jo you are in.” Jo stopped.</span></div><div style="font: 12.0px Helvetica; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"><span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px;"><span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre;"> </span>“Really?” The lady nodded. “Thank you!”</span></div><div style="font: 12.0px Helvetica; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"><span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px;">The lady said, “On one condition, you have the $450 right?”</span></div><div style="font: 12.0px Helvetica; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"><span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px;"><span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre;"> </span>“Um well not really.” Jo said. There was a long silence. then the coach said,</span></div><div style="font: 12.0px Helvetica; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"><span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px;"><span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre;"> </span>“ We would love to have you on our team, but we will not allow you to come without paying. Jo looked down. She kept talking, “But I will consider it and give you a call.”</span></div><div style="font: 12.0px Helvetica; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"><span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px;"><span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre;"> </span>“Really?” Jo said with excitement.</span></div><div style="font: 12.0px Helvetica; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"><span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px;"><span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre;"> </span>“Yes, I am not allowed to but I will consider it. Please give me your number.</span></div><div style="font: 12.0px Helvetica; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"><span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px;"><span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre;"> </span>“Ok It is 469-1308, that is my home phone.</span></div><div style="font: 12.0px Helvetica; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"><span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px;"><span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre;"> </span>“Ok I will talk to you soon, Jo. Bye” Jo waved goodbye. As Jo was walking home she started dancing. That night before her mom was home the coach called and told her that she was able to participate. She said that practices were in the morning from 5:30 to 7:30, and that they would have a big competition in 2 months. That wednesday night she prayed to God and thanked him. Even though her father died. She still had some hope left in life.</span></div><div style="font: 12.0px Helvetica; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"><span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px;"><span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre;"> </span>After manny practices of skating, her mom was wondering why her grades where going down. “Honey why have you been leaving so early to do extra school, and your grades have been going down?” “It does not make sense?”</span></div><div style="font: 12.0px Helvetica; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"><span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px;"><span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre;"> </span>“Uh I don’t know mom?” But I got to go now, bye!” </span></div><div style="font: 12.0px Helvetica; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"><span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px;"><span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre;"> </span>“Wait!” Jo ran into her and her skates fell out of her backpack. “Jo!” Her mom yelled. “You have been ice skating all along?” “Haven’t you?” </span></div><div style="font: 12.0px Helvetica; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"><span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px;"><span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre;"> </span>“Mom I am sorry, but I love it!” Jo said.</span></div><div style="font: 12.0px Helvetica; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"><span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px;"><span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre;"> </span>“Well I am not going to allow it any longer!” Said her mom.</span></div><div style="font: 12.0px Helvetica; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"><span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px;"><span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre;"> </span>“But mom there is a competition tomorrow.” “And I really want to go.”</span></div><div style="font: 12.0px Helvetica; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"><span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px;"><span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre;"> </span>“Too bad, that is not going to happen. Jo was going to say something but her mom cut in “because you are failing your classes and you went behind my back.” “That’s why.” Jo ran up to her room crying. </span></div><div style="font: 12.0px Helvetica; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"><span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px;"><span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre;"> </span>The next day she decided she was going to go to the competition. While she was there she was really nervous. And it didn’t help that she din’t have her mom’s support. She hears the reporter say “Next up, Josephine Wild.”</span></div><div style="font: 12.0px Helvetica; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"><span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px;"><span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre;"> </span>Josephine went out there, her song started playing and she wan’t doing her routine, she looked very sad, and she was not even trying. Until she saw her mother sitting on one of the bleachers. Then Jo started to do a splendid job. She realized that all she needed was her mom’s support.</span></div><div style="font: 12.0px Helvetica; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"><span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px;">By Katelyn Shedd</span></div>Katelynhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01462399945132469733noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4479613843927127667.post-82150018155159005632011-01-20T15:44:00.000-08:002011-01-20T15:44:20.261-08:00It's the Cute and Cuddly one's you Have to Watch out for<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgx9Iz_V57-EZxbM0q27SxbqeljYoYtcUHmpo6QJ8pb2c4PpZmkMYVQyVLeBUVmLRDQeuO8I0Gukrz8JDe0WxCDaN97TLundLkWLLJVpbjZOVQWnH9MdC8KpO-aX7x3JTNlfULoIh31kxc/s1600/DSC04111.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgx9Iz_V57-EZxbM0q27SxbqeljYoYtcUHmpo6QJ8pb2c4PpZmkMYVQyVLeBUVmLRDQeuO8I0Gukrz8JDe0WxCDaN97TLundLkWLLJVpbjZOVQWnH9MdC8KpO-aX7x3JTNlfULoIh31kxc/s320/DSC04111.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><br />
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</tbody></table>Today was really cloudy, especially when I first woke up. It actually rained this morning for like 5 minutes. For snack I had ice coffee, and banana bread. Even though it was a cold day, I still like my coffee iced. I don't like hot drinks, at all. Then after school we went to the orphanage, in a taxi. My dad had pico y placa. So he could not drive. And my mom was at the mall so we took a taxi. Man the kids in the toddler house are crazy. I think I have at least a couple of bruises from there. And there was this one kid who was super cute and cuddly but then he started pulling my hair and stuff. And this one boy's diaper was just sagging in his pants and we told the Tia and she just laughed. What up with that??? Anyways I also wrote for about 2 hours today. I wrote a story for me online writing teacher. I am really happy that tomorrow is a friday! I am hoping Erin can come and sleepover. OK well goodnight.Katelynhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01462399945132469733noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4479613843927127667.post-42841841718848233262011-01-19T16:32:00.000-08:002011-01-19T16:32:06.313-08:00Skype Date.<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjZ148TQDtVpXEuPXQXL4Q-DabGF_QPyQq9mu8odRiEI6pvS-bTJyXAfvaaUdK0WNi4yXAL1CCQ5yUIh3HE9FY4kTaLV9ZqoQUhnxmfkygR-ASpMdgrq7Hv-WQ1KBHtYKgsxtfzKgNgblM/s1600/Unknown-2.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjZ148TQDtVpXEuPXQXL4Q-DabGF_QPyQq9mu8odRiEI6pvS-bTJyXAfvaaUdK0WNi4yXAL1CCQ5yUIh3HE9FY4kTaLV9ZqoQUhnxmfkygR-ASpMdgrq7Hv-WQ1KBHtYKgsxtfzKgNgblM/s1600/Unknown-2.jpeg" /></a><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjj3gn8CyGf6Xj2XleMx4Nu0_q4c3S03U4ws-hgBVXaTXW0bIj8Mhffs1zz3P547D6vGAJMkRXbdT63cmd7Q-pFNPhTuhetzj8LG5-XpoCO8EZIF6FKDxRa6CkH53kL-GgT1hR27zvv5_s/s1600/Unknown-1.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjj3gn8CyGf6Xj2XleMx4Nu0_q4c3S03U4ws-hgBVXaTXW0bIj8Mhffs1zz3P547D6vGAJMkRXbdT63cmd7Q-pFNPhTuhetzj8LG5-XpoCO8EZIF6FKDxRa6CkH53kL-GgT1hR27zvv5_s/s1600/Unknown-1.jpeg" /></a></div>Hmmmm. Ok so today we well uh did school, No Duh!!! Then walked to the tienda. Got me some banana chips. Then well you see for the past couple days, Me and my friend Megan have been wanting to skype. And today it finally happened. I was so happy seeing her. It brightened up my day. :) Do you know what I thought would be cool? To hang a hammock in my room. Haha that is me just dreaming. Then we went to My dad's work, HCJB and had dinner, a soup dinner actually. But I ate SOOOOOOOOOO much dessert!!! It was so yummy.<br />
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</tbody></table>I did school today. But today was soooooooooper sunny! I loved it! Anyways I got to see my friend Erin at History and Science class. Then after that We went to the orphanage! The kids are so cute. I love kids and I love laughter. Right now I am watching Spider Man 3. Thats probably why this post is so pointless and boring. Sorry. Hopefully tomorrow will be a tad bit more interesting. Until then.Katelynhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01462399945132469733noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4479613843927127667.post-32117637916020460432011-01-17T16:22:00.000-08:002011-01-17T16:22:41.539-08:00Happy Monday<table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Last night Sara straitened my hair.</td></tr>
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</tbody></table>Katelynhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01462399945132469733noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4479613843927127667.post-4060888231462166872011-01-17T16:14:00.000-08:002011-01-17T16:16:53.029-08:0010 Cent Wonder?<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhJg1ahICHQfrUwXU38sfACkUrj4mKpA5XfURDW51lVH9qBOHJsa0hFlvD6DBpQDaCOoN2A876oxKrO6Z2UkrWS9x7JBGkkGlAMO_8FURwE3jBDD1GUJptciOamDHTVOp1Y5-DmMcSCwC8/s1600/DSC03984.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhJg1ahICHQfrUwXU38sfACkUrj4mKpA5XfURDW51lVH9qBOHJsa0hFlvD6DBpQDaCOoN2A876oxKrO6Z2UkrWS9x7JBGkkGlAMO_8FURwE3jBDD1GUJptciOamDHTVOp1Y5-DmMcSCwC8/s320/DSC03984.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><br />
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</tbody></table>Today I started school again. :( But I guess it really was not that bad. SO for the whole morning I was doing school. Then later Sara and I walked to the tienda. I got lollipops, for 10 cents each! Oh and they were full package, with gum! Then later we went to soccer practice, our coach was kinda grumpy. Anyways after practice, I was going to the bathroom and this girl walked in on me, and she just held the door open with her mouth wide open! Yeah I should of locked she should of knocked. I was just glad it was a girl. So at 8 I have a skype date with Megan! Yay I literally cant wait. Ok well have a great night!Katelynhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01462399945132469733noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4479613843927127667.post-39257258086043869912011-01-16T14:43:00.000-08:002011-01-16T14:43:02.860-08:00Preachers Words<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgWkFvNfBjRO79jEPtUeEaJVGWeS_TnUQa0PYCU4vIqeFo5He1Y2bfg_4zXLVU3nISCBX65sL8BOlGpYei2htoLbz2Rgq4fqd54MNsIVh0-Bj3FLN2UJ19CG8h9h2CMXWVLpvJRlou26T8/s1600/DSC03982.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgWkFvNfBjRO79jEPtUeEaJVGWeS_TnUQa0PYCU4vIqeFo5He1Y2bfg_4zXLVU3nISCBX65sL8BOlGpYei2htoLbz2Rgq4fqd54MNsIVh0-Bj3FLN2UJ19CG8h9h2CMXWVLpvJRlou26T8/s320/DSC03982.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;">Luke 9:46-50</span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;">46 An argument started between the disciples, as to which of them would be the greatest. 47 Jesus knowing their thoughts, took a little child and had him stand beside him. 48 Than he said to them:"<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;">Whoever welcomes this little child in my name welcomes me; and whoever welcomes me welcomes the one who sent me. For he who is least among you all- he is the greatest.</span>" 49 "Master" said John, "we saw a man driving out demons in your name, and we tried to stop him, because he is not one of us." 50 "<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;">Do not stop him,</span>"<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"> </span>Jesus said, <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;">"for whoever is not against you is for you.</span>"<span></span></span><br />
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<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEie6mbH7HNSQHNFI_pEw6EycSaexuQhTZtrfGsTLD4gCozehpIg6azn3H3eqyiVDOw-Yk-9j6IX1DkElPKeXsCIBOxjm_zOJKi2X84tXOgDMEufGyhYpJA4rG-WE5T6ypQ3W-7vkCrzmWI/s1600/DSC03983.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEie6mbH7HNSQHNFI_pEw6EycSaexuQhTZtrfGsTLD4gCozehpIg6azn3H3eqyiVDOw-Yk-9j6IX1DkElPKeXsCIBOxjm_zOJKi2X84tXOgDMEufGyhYpJA4rG-WE5T6ypQ3W-7vkCrzmWI/s320/DSC03983.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;">MY dad's sermon. In English.</span>Katelynhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01462399945132469733noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4479613843927127667.post-39934506903866697382011-01-16T14:30:00.000-08:002011-01-17T07:01:58.202-08:00Sunday is Living up to it's Name<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhjFMmonmXcukrdse6-gVUiVX_uQySHxzIfzhihBfDyo7DQyDFU9NpA3kRRauGORT02tFLJcG-C5SinLlcTH10y3LM0o4IzPIWzRtDkGDravyftZEjNb4-FuWZEe3U30EORNg-VIe_fWQQ/s1600/Unknown.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="358" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhjFMmonmXcukrdse6-gVUiVX_uQySHxzIfzhihBfDyo7DQyDFU9NpA3kRRauGORT02tFLJcG-C5SinLlcTH10y3LM0o4IzPIWzRtDkGDravyftZEjNb4-FuWZEe3U30EORNg-VIe_fWQQ/s400/Unknown.jpeg" width="400" /></a></div>I wore a sun dress today. It was sooo sunny once again. I am loving it. Today my dad preached! He preached on Who will be the greatest. Of course it was in spanish, but I read a long in my english bible. And I just love hearing his voice. After that we had a sandwich lunch because we are having The president of HCJB over for dinner. So it is going to be a BIG dinner, or so my mom says. We better act well. Haha. I really hope tomorrow is as sunny as today was. Even though I start school tomorrow, I think I am more motivated when I see sunshine. Happy Sunday!Katelynhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01462399945132469733noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4479613843927127667.post-63561323500599956832011-01-15T16:14:00.000-08:002011-01-15T16:17:47.635-08:00Sunny Days<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgGDTEP4Si528rfH7E_pL7jIrxWK4vU8O1bF-iU5CyHfnrky348FrwCG9dZ8BJLK29pA5GiQrA1TTk1owHGcQ-E8HLBEEW54ihlPGFfjh07WLcgLrk84rjIlMuu52velvVv116cPLqPPSo/s1600/DSC03871.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgGDTEP4Si528rfH7E_pL7jIrxWK4vU8O1bF-iU5CyHfnrky348FrwCG9dZ8BJLK29pA5GiQrA1TTk1owHGcQ-E8HLBEEW54ihlPGFfjh07WLcgLrk84rjIlMuu52velvVv116cPLqPPSo/s400/DSC03871.JPG" width="400" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"> Haha cutie patootie was playing in the sink. He loved it.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEidZu8lAqPwtoU1vOSeM_vQdY9GFxXcBOr9uPX1ypDPkxsu3v8ZnipqlrpJeEev7BtZLIBaslkB4We6QgHIY52r98jVfCZzPlGSpb7MKGXSowJXi_d-vNMaQifXd2mm6PG9aX8KldbF5Kc/s1600/DSC03873.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEidZu8lAqPwtoU1vOSeM_vQdY9GFxXcBOr9uPX1ypDPkxsu3v8ZnipqlrpJeEev7BtZLIBaslkB4We6QgHIY52r98jVfCZzPlGSpb7MKGXSowJXi_d-vNMaQifXd2mm6PG9aX8KldbF5Kc/s320/DSC03873.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><br />
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Today, today was a good saturday. I first cleaned my room, well the place I am sleeping while Rachel and Jason hog my room. haha just kidding. But they leave tomorrow. Which is good and bad. Good cause I get my room back, bad because they leave. Boo hoo. Anyways Then after lunch we went to metropolitano park. It was fun especially because today was so sunny. I love sunny days. Then Rachel and I walked to the peluqueria, she got her nails done, And I got my hair cut. I really like it. Ok well I hope you have a good rest of the weekend. I am gonna go watch blind side now. Chow!<br />
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A picture of the city. I don't know why I chose that. But I did. I know I am not that great, but I am just getting started.Katelynhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01462399945132469733noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4479613843927127667.post-47368301398256922672011-01-14T13:19:00.000-08:002011-01-14T13:19:43.530-08:00$4 Can go a Long way in This Country<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhuP4OtlB9r2-LvQ0q3MrB9KKxoXby2fGmnvQQ4YzQiKc87V4C0GfPYxlbsZuKBuzOWEGrDseK9NGYIru81HY-e9ZnhqYpUU4JM93zBE7aNZNkpt2h_YyzFjs9Z4EtOXQnZpdiHGl5pJYY/s1600/DSC03748.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhuP4OtlB9r2-LvQ0q3MrB9KKxoXby2fGmnvQQ4YzQiKc87V4C0GfPYxlbsZuKBuzOWEGrDseK9NGYIru81HY-e9ZnhqYpUU4JM93zBE7aNZNkpt2h_YyzFjs9Z4EtOXQnZpdiHGl5pJYY/s320/DSC03748.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"> Things on sale</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjja_saOEvoa_B5l4XOucqzoOb_EYuFxHIe2S-c-kgdWRleBIbXrDzmz3GC5lQQxwMJSM_d-FV1FGdu4H5ERbZ-4MR7kJvTyEQeFOfK5fnJ08YEdoAmeWZChBkNw11kMExj-x8V-i3p2xQ/s1600/DSC03752.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjja_saOEvoa_B5l4XOucqzoOb_EYuFxHIe2S-c-kgdWRleBIbXrDzmz3GC5lQQxwMJSM_d-FV1FGdu4H5ERbZ-4MR7kJvTyEQeFOfK5fnJ08YEdoAmeWZChBkNw11kMExj-x8V-i3p2xQ/s320/DSC03752.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><br />
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Well this morning I spent about 30 minutes looking for the right backgrond for my blog, played with my super cute nephew, and went grocery shopping. Then we went to the middle of the world. ( equator) It was fun. People got some last minute gifts for friends. We then had a really good $2 lunch each. It was lets just say <i>Delish. </i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;">After we got back we went to the Peluqueria. I got my nails done for $4! Thats just one other thing I love about Ecuador. Well I am gonna go take a shower now. Tonight we are having people from our church over for dessert. Yum yum. However after that we have to say goodbye to Christina. I am sad about that. mostly because monday we start school again. But the sooner we start the sooner we get done. And then it will be summer! Yay! Ok well have a happy weekend!!!</span>Katelynhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01462399945132469733noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4479613843927127667.post-40378481739940349582011-01-13T18:00:00.000-08:002011-01-13T18:12:47.845-08:00Teleferico<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjGyklEg0Btze3z6XNU6SoqsVtqWlqhw7SAd-Uv4Mj3SbBH5Cv1ZQny-I-NFxtTyQncR5rn4EmgTVmP2Jc5cllF2BSqN_sbk3aSbRSwjM2_KZ8bZiVuu93McinAz5LI5k_2S5HEIk-W42E/s1600/DSC03677.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjGyklEg0Btze3z6XNU6SoqsVtqWlqhw7SAd-Uv4Mj3SbBH5Cv1ZQny-I-NFxtTyQncR5rn4EmgTVmP2Jc5cllF2BSqN_sbk3aSbRSwjM2_KZ8bZiVuu93McinAz5LI5k_2S5HEIk-W42E/s320/DSC03677.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"> In the teleferico.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhUuJ7ojiHo2Oy_8UjzsGk91G3lqPLSgIufWeIu3nEtgw3VSoZm-xNx8CJxEFX7MipUQrQr-ldJy4QEs9uRJpaCjb1iksTbIyBDyorEI36yPxIGfezjirybpYjVldxKmwZon2_y9LEeG5I/s1600/DSC03705.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhUuJ7ojiHo2Oy_8UjzsGk91G3lqPLSgIufWeIu3nEtgw3VSoZm-xNx8CJxEFX7MipUQrQr-ldJy4QEs9uRJpaCjb1iksTbIyBDyorEI36yPxIGfezjirybpYjVldxKmwZon2_y9LEeG5I/s320/DSC03705.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"> I thought this looked cool.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhz28xPPkxnc1D0y2BIxnWE07chzSKSDu26GqBy4X44UQizwEHHwJWjYuogCRnHEsuHLc-ci8pMEctTWS2d3oLbdXjOH9Uiwr5TsKnMEDk3Q0jyAdTOTu8mqjDmc_OPLrWWT3j8AQLl_eQ/s1600/DSC03718.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhz28xPPkxnc1D0y2BIxnWE07chzSKSDu26GqBy4X44UQizwEHHwJWjYuogCRnHEsuHLc-ci8pMEctTWS2d3oLbdXjOH9Uiwr5TsKnMEDk3Q0jyAdTOTu8mqjDmc_OPLrWWT3j8AQLl_eQ/s320/DSC03718.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"> My city of Quito</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjfq3_KKnVD1ITjQAQM6S5Jv7GEUHE23Bh5P5ziwhPBApIh5sZEsaNua1gsLoPRz-fuzl1pPPTrMsxlaGiRYC55cfNfrkQ9i4V7HXQMH5w7B66qvhftIIJHPPPjRrVYmv6IRNtTQ0sd5Bk/s1600/DSC03672.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjfq3_KKnVD1ITjQAQM6S5Jv7GEUHE23Bh5P5ziwhPBApIh5sZEsaNua1gsLoPRz-fuzl1pPPTrMsxlaGiRYC55cfNfrkQ9i4V7HXQMH5w7B66qvhftIIJHPPPjRrVYmv6IRNtTQ0sd5Bk/s320/DSC03672.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><br />
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<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi8YBDrGwKYJAYtrRtSA5uPrvat5hWPdhyphenhyphenQkBUHjNIeSMEKwyHLTJi1JPSLAW0IL93D50Spy8t0a4zdMNA98nNYhLw463GRrOba_ZiwagfGU4WRooG3-jBmdEXCsiWB79iW-_9X3z04P8U/s1600/DSC03730.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi8YBDrGwKYJAYtrRtSA5uPrvat5hWPdhyphenhyphenQkBUHjNIeSMEKwyHLTJi1JPSLAW0IL93D50Spy8t0a4zdMNA98nNYhLw463GRrOba_ZiwagfGU4WRooG3-jBmdEXCsiWB79iW-_9X3z04P8U/s320/DSC03730.JPG" width="320" /></a></div>So today was really fun! We first went up to the teleferico, which for most of you is a cable car going to the top of Pinchincha mountain. It takes about 15 minutes to get up there, once we were up their we took a bunch of pictures. When we were coming back down all of us girls and micah were making faces at the people coming up. It was really fun! I love making a fool out of me. Then we went to Q mas and got salchi papa's, then we went to the orphanage Sara and I went to the infant house, then one of the Tia's gave sara and I carriers to take them for a walk, it was fun, but we were laughing cause my carrier was sagging down to my knee's. So i pretty much just held her. Then right after that we squeezed 12 people in our car to go to Crepes & Waffles. But going there we stopped at a stoplight and a police man was right there, staring at us, but he let us go. So yeah that concludes my day today. Ok I will see you tomorrow. Hasta Luego.Katelynhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01462399945132469733noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4479613843927127667.post-60260855514760571832011-01-13T17:41:00.000-08:002011-01-13T17:42:51.564-08:00Starting upOk so here it goes... I am now officially a blogger. I can't really think of myself as one, but I am gonna get used to it. One of the reasons I got a blog is beacuse lately I have been getting so tired of facebook and I have been reading a bunch of blogs. And another reason is that I was thinking to maybe start a blog when I get back to the states, but to me Ecuador is so much more intresting than Colorado. And well I wanna write intresting things. So yeah. Ok so what I am gonna try to do, is to write everyday, something about my day, and put a picture to describe it. I also might just write something really random too, I guess it depends how intresting my day was. Ok well I am gonna finish this post with a goodbye!Katelynhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01462399945132469733noreply@blogger.com0