tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-73935630527609829072024-03-19T00:41:04.362-07:00FREE2BmeSloane Woodfordhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00606742499152720452noreply@blogger.comBlogger4125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7393563052760982907.post-41558636508287394962010-12-02T06:36:00.000-08:002010-12-02T06:42:19.774-08:00Classy class trip!<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhFjzPd6eBC5ljsGfd6tclbnU67kvP4B87FIxqKL6ypaTosvR3jOMyls3efixuZ_sNG-9atS0-6_4gsx-K0IBW8e2GFk0qyP0v8J_U4cfkzGa1P6EPZSjVP_x9TmY7TH6ZQCZ9XWDtTu3E/s1600/SLOANE+SKATING+WITH+STAR+HANDS.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="366" ox="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhFjzPd6eBC5ljsGfd6tclbnU67kvP4B87FIxqKL6ypaTosvR3jOMyls3efixuZ_sNG-9atS0-6_4gsx-K0IBW8e2GFk0qyP0v8J_U4cfkzGa1P6EPZSjVP_x9TmY7TH6ZQCZ9XWDtTu3E/s400/SLOANE+SKATING+WITH+STAR+HANDS.png" width="400" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Mr. Elijah's uncle is still sick and needs him so we had 2 substitute teachers in this class: First Miss 'Parrow and then Miss Kenwa. YaY we went on a glorious field trip to a field! Covered over with ice, that is. Beautiful homes all around and nommy food too (laid out on a table). We skated, of course, and since my skates emit snowflakes, I wore my star hands which transformed the wind into a starfield: Oh, so satisfying to the artist (within me) always clamoring for beauty! Then we did synchronized dancing till our blades scritch-scratched the icy surface so the zamboni operator could retain his job for another day.</div>Sloane Woodfordhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00606742499152720452noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7393563052760982907.post-43457159993288528312010-11-22T13:50:00.000-08:002010-11-23T05:23:23.473-08:00Sloany Bear enjoys Math!! WOW<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjNmhAGe1Nv9Qi6EapwghcoO4jH_hJrA5PKwkYixl8s1xi8QV9-ojIyuIhCsC60lZl7aezC9Xu0_x2hq98exKLfrUBy6iRQz4iBFixnSbfD0qghUoeBvU9swdq4kJiO-JppVXUemRQxW08/s1600/png+SLOANE+COUNTS+PUMPKINS.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="361" ox="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjNmhAGe1Nv9Qi6EapwghcoO4jH_hJrA5PKwkYixl8s1xi8QV9-ojIyuIhCsC60lZl7aezC9Xu0_x2hq98exKLfrUBy6iRQz4iBFixnSbfD0qghUoeBvU9swdq4kJiO-JppVXUemRQxW08/s400/png+SLOANE+COUNTS+PUMPKINS.png" width="400" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: left;">I neber thought I would enjoy a counting lesson in my life but Today whapped me with a surprise---a nice one. Miss Sparrow subbed for Mr. Elijah and we talked about Autumn festivals in different countries. Then we played a pumpkin game in which de teasher had each of us secretly IM her with a classmate's name (for giving a punkin-gift to)---she she had distwibuted them to us earlier. Guess who got de most pumpkins?</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: left;">[11:35 AM] Coby Childs: whoever has the most pumpkins is the kewlest :P<br />
[11:35 AM] Ariane Banx: wes gona find outs<br />
[11:35 AM] Zak Kowalski: and has to make the pie hehe<br />
[11:35 AM] Sparrow Haven: Okay. Who has the most pumpkins?<br />
[11:35 AM] bloom Fargis: yeh everyone keep my pumkins i aint cool<br />
[11:35 AM] Zak Kowalski: the girls have since they can cook best :D<br />
[11:35 AM] Andriia Banx: Sal==kiabes!<br />
[11:35 AM] Sloane Woodford: i cant believe it<br />
[11:35 AM] Andriia Banx: oh wow<br />
[11:35 AM] Coby Childs: lol<br />
[11:35 AM] Sloane Woodford: Wooooow!<br />
[11:35 AM] bloom Fargis: sloany bear has<br />
[11:35 AM] Andriia Banx: Sloane**<br />
[11:35 AM] Sloane Woodford: Wooooow!<br />
[11:35 AM] Sparrow Haven smiles<br />
[11:35 AM] Sparrow Haven: Who has the least pumpkins?<br />
[11:35 AM] Andriia Banx: oot oot<br />
[11:36 AM] bloom Fargis: coby, ariana, andriia<br />
[11:36 AM] Sparrow Haven: very good.<br />
[11:36 AM] Sloane Woodford: i not vewy popular in my OTHER class so TYTYTY<br />
[11:36 AM] Sloane Woodford: ❤<br />
[11:36 AM] Coby Childs: awww no pumpkin love for me :(<br />
[11:36 AM] Sparrow Haven: How many pumpkins does Bloom have?<br />
[11:36 AM] Sloane Woodford: and i luff u ppl tooooo<br />
[11:36 AM] Sloane Woodford: ❤<br />
[11:36 AM] Andriia Banx: hers habs 4<br />
[11:36 AM] Sloane Woodford: yesh Coby<br />
[11:36 AM] bloom Fargis: i got 4 but mistakes i should have 0<br />
[11:36 AM] Sloane Woodford: i sent u a punkin Coby<br />
[11:36 AM] Andriia Banx: >.><br />
[11:36 AM] Sloane Woodford: a bewy orange one<br />
[11:37 AM] Coby Childs: really? *blushes*<br />
[11:37 AM] Zak Kowalski: hehe<br />
[11:37 AM] Sloane Woodford: ask teasher?<br />
[11:37 AM] Sparrow Haven: yes everyone had a pyumpkin sent to them from SOMEone<br />
[11:37 AM] Sloane Woodford: kk ¸..•*´♕`*•.¸</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br />
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</div><div style="text-align: left;">[11:44 AM] Sparrow Haven: you guys do a good job with Math :)<br />
[11:44 AM] Sloane Woodford: not honestly<br />
[11:44 AM] bloom Fargis: yeah no<br />
[11:44 AM] Andriia Banx: :]<br />
[11:44 AM] Sloane Woodford: i so bad at it weally<br />
[11:44 AM] Coby Childs: ya barbie says math is hard<br />
[11:44 AM] Sparrow Haven: Well you guys did a really good job just now<br />
[11:44 AM] Sloane Woodford: but i wike blogs<br />
[11:44 AM] Sparrow Haven gave you Pumpkin 1.<br />
[11:45 AM] Sloane Woodford: ('*•.¸•*• Ťĥ∆ⓝⓀ ΫΘ☋ •*•¸.•*´)<br />
[11:45 AM] Zak Kowalski: thank you<br />
[11:45 AM] Coby Childs: oooh yay we get to keep?<br />
[11:45 AM] Andriia Banx: fankies<br />
[11:45 AM] Coby Childs: ty :)<br />
[11:45 AM] Sparrow Haven: Yup<br />
[11:45 AM] Sloane Woodford: niCE<br />
[11:45 AM] Ariane Banx: ♥ Thank Youuuuuuuuuu!! ♥<br />
[11:46 AM] Coby Childs: mine smells like sloane<br />
[11:46 AM] Coby Childs giggles.<br />
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Now there are 2 postscripts I hafta write:-<br />
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1) Of course you can 'mell that your punkin came from me Coby! I am always creating so I have a painted pixel scent all around me, heh. It is fwesh fwom Paint Shop.<br />
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2) Also, if you think I dweamed up my dreamee nickname, I did not....I got it last week when we were playing Gummi Bears:<br />
[10:43 AM] Coby Childs: She can't be Sunni cuz Sunni wants to be a princess<br />
[10:43 AM] Zak Kowalski: true<br />
[10:43 AM] Sloane Woodford: ?<br />
[10:44 AM] bloom Fargis: i can't be none of that<br />
[10:44 AM] bloom Fargis: ""giggles""<br />
[10:44 AM] Sloane Woodford: wut can I be?<br />
[10:44 AM] Zak Kowalski: you can be uhm sloany bear hehe<br />
[10:44 AM] Sloane Woodford: kk ¸..•*´♕`*•.¸<br />
[10:44 AM] Coby Childs: Princess Calla<br />
[10:44 AM] Zak Kowalski: and u then bloomy bear<br />
[10:44 AM] bloom Fargis: yeah coby, zak what is sloane??<br />
[10:44 AM] bloom Fargis: :p<br />
[10:44 AM] Sloane Woodford: i Sloany Bear<br />
[10:44 AM] Zak Kowalski: yea<br />
[10:44 AM] Sloane Woodford: I wike dat<br />
[10:44 AM] bloom Fargis: zakky bear stop running like a bunny<br />
[10:44 AM] bloom Fargis: ""giggles""<br />
[10:46 AM] Sloane Woodford: ✰☪:• RAWR •:☪✰<br />
[10:46 AM] Sloane Woodford: I Sloany Bear and i will<br />
[10:46 AM] Sloane Woodford: LIKE RAWR AND STUFF!! =^w^=<br />
[10:46 AM] Zak Kowalski: no we are just playing gummybears</div>Sloane Woodfordhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00606742499152720452noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7393563052760982907.post-83135985752546719102010-11-22T11:26:00.000-08:002010-11-22T14:30:48.869-08:00Fall Festival in my World<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgXtFXWSfawkmhW589mCgpdjOfsVflOJc854nMFA1bcmt2_DfYhM6K2cLp3GTkABi2W0XuK5N8nS6C2ZzuXkytl5kMKzAo4_r3wPPzxwoQ8Jf0Sjz14LwcGQEBhMDkT5e0c-JzefMiRMEg/s1600/png+Sloane+and+Coby+at+chalkboard.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="390" ox="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgXtFXWSfawkmhW589mCgpdjOfsVflOJc854nMFA1bcmt2_DfYhM6K2cLp3GTkABi2W0XuK5N8nS6C2ZzuXkytl5kMKzAo4_r3wPPzxwoQ8Jf0Sjz14LwcGQEBhMDkT5e0c-JzefMiRMEg/s400/png+Sloane+and+Coby+at+chalkboard.png" width="400" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Once upon a time in a planet far far away.....OH WAIT dat is the opening line of Star Wars, lmao, but anyway I do live in a high up wandering star called um...."B&W Variations". We have a cool autumn ritual of fun, of joy. It goes like this: All the men and women (eben boys and girls) get together for some different reasons BUT if a guy glances over at a gal and eyes linger too long....then....the drab environment around them brightens with cool pixel colors---this is cause for celebration cuz it means a new friendship has been borned! yippee</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgI6UMP22qGtApmJ-hCjAkdmgPrLHLFGDknl8-gqsiEFgrIPDCPcXt9rxAC2CpNayLRT6OGXx7pS6VqOrbf6svKkinKFtxUKkA6x9zZCd0OJzTyj4dP4PEJu2LSMDY7oCwb7k2xDqhE1wc/s1600/png+Coby+in+profile.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="356" ox="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgI6UMP22qGtApmJ-hCjAkdmgPrLHLFGDknl8-gqsiEFgrIPDCPcXt9rxAC2CpNayLRT6OGXx7pS6VqOrbf6svKkinKFtxUKkA6x9zZCd0OJzTyj4dP4PEJu2LSMDY7oCwb7k2xDqhE1wc/s400/png+Coby+in+profile.png" width="400" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> </div>Sloane Woodfordhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00606742499152720452noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7393563052760982907.post-79156047478647611562010-11-15T20:54:00.000-08:002010-11-22T19:33:32.371-08:00Stream-of-Conscious WhirlwindlightWell it sure is an AliceInWonderland kinda first class for me---all laggy and twirly-whirry and fuzzy 'round de evanescent edges of my pc probs so lemme just step my feet down on 2 sole-pedals and rev both shoes to first gear now---when suddenly a landmark finds its way to my mouse and *clicks* me to a checkered room where i'm told to locate windlight? Like huh? (If it's night, mightn't i should be lookin for ebonybreeze as darkness rules here....has my teasher thought dis through at all?) And suddenwy, after eberyone disappears thru a spiral, i locate the word "air" and it seems to be de tab i want tho it not called anyting wike windlight so maybe my teasher's a jokester (gonna take his directives with a massive chunka salt) anyway COOL i'm standing in a picture-perfect location (pardon de photographic pun) and all is well cept i cannot swing my camra hardly at all but just as i get ready to snap a shot, Jai asks me to move and i comply by crashing :P no kidding and when i return i'm a cloud drifting a long time to be presentable yet when i finally am, de pix are kinda mediocre till a message tells me i must return to our Little Wondersland but i rebel (moi?) and try for jus one more pose and WOW it is a foto that encompasses what i love in my spirit so i finish de lesson all glowy, eben a bit ebullient and resolve to have this effort be my pictorial header for dis blog. Hope ya wike it.Sloane Woodfordhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00606742499152720452noreply@blogger.com0