<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8616286</id><updated>2011-04-21T20:33:15.756-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Alex's Patch</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alexmatau.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8616286/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alexmatau.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Eastern Districts Schools</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12968173237787900325</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2678/2298/1600/bardwired.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>22</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8616286.post-113381799919742814</id><published>2005-12-05T13:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-05T13:26:39.210-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3511/593/1600/DSC03780.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3511/593/320/DSC03780.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8616286-113381799919742814?l=alexmatau.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alexmatau.blogspot.com/feeds/113381799919742814/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8616286&amp;postID=113381799919742814' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8616286/posts/default/113381799919742814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8616286/posts/default/113381799919742814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alexmatau.blogspot.com/2005/12/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Eastern Districts Schools</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12968173237787900325</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2678/2298/1600/bardwired.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8616286.post-113381637256142491</id><published>2005-12-05T12:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-05T12:59:32.573-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Soccer Tournament</title><content type='html'>On Tuesday we had a soccer tournament. There were 7 teams so we had 6 games. We won 2 games out of the 6. It was a very fun day and we where 1 point off making it to the semi/finals. In the end St Josephs won the tournament.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8616286-113381637256142491?l=alexmatau.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alexmatau.blogspot.com/feeds/113381637256142491/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8616286&amp;postID=113381637256142491' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8616286/posts/default/113381637256142491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8616286/posts/default/113381637256142491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alexmatau.blogspot.com/2005/12/soccer-tournament.html' title='Soccer Tournament'/><author><name>Eastern Districts Schools</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12968173237787900325</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2678/2298/1600/bardwired.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8616286.post-113028964471606340</id><published>2005-10-25T18:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-25T18:20:44.723-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pets Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3511/593/1600/DSC03699.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3511/593/320/DSC03699.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;             Yesterday we had pet’s day. The first thing we did was get all our baking down to the school and work on some of our other things. We were getting it all ready for the judges to mark it. After the judging we looked at all our placings. Then we set up our stalls so we would be ready for the people when we had finished leading our pets. I was going to lead my calf. There where 3 calves and 3 lambs. I got second place for my calf. After the leading we had the stalls running. There where 4 stalls and I had a go at all of them. It was a fun day and I really enjoyed it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8616286-113028964471606340?l=alexmatau.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alexmatau.blogspot.com/feeds/113028964471606340/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8616286&amp;postID=113028964471606340' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8616286/posts/default/113028964471606340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8616286/posts/default/113028964471606340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alexmatau.blogspot.com/2005/10/pets-day.html' title='Pets Day'/><author><name>Eastern Districts Schools</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12968173237787900325</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2678/2298/1600/bardwired.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8616286.post-112906588470411217</id><published>2005-10-11T14:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-11T14:24:44.713-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Holidays</title><content type='html'>In the first week of the holidays I was invited to stay a my friends place.We played on his xbox and went shopping and we also went to the movies.It was a very fun time. The next day we played golf. It was quite easy when I got the hang of it.We did 9 holes and it took us about 2 hours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This term I want to get better at reading and writing before I go to highschool.I also need to inprove in checking and correcting my work.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8616286-112906588470411217?l=alexmatau.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alexmatau.blogspot.com/feeds/112906588470411217/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8616286&amp;postID=112906588470411217' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8616286/posts/default/112906588470411217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8616286/posts/default/112906588470411217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alexmatau.blogspot.com/2005/10/holidays.html' title='Holidays'/><author><name>Eastern Districts Schools</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12968173237787900325</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2678/2298/1600/bardwired.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8616286.post-112716869456171642</id><published>2005-09-19T15:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-19T15:24:54.566-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Making A Friend</title><content type='html'>As usual Cameron trudged to school. It was going to be one of thoses day again. He wouldn’t even be able to eat his lunch with out it being stolen. How he hated school, but things were about to change. Little did Cameron know that there was a knew boy that would be coming to school and that would change his life forever.Cameron was quite excited when he heard about it. When the teacher to the class the his name was also Cameron he was more excited.The teacher asked if any one would offer to show Cameron around the school at interval. Cameron’s hand shot up “ok” said the teacher “Cameron you show Cameron around at morning interval”. At interval Cameron and Cameron had a heap of fun play around it was Cameron’s first best frend. They dicided to call the knew Cameron Cameron B and the not so knew Cameron Cameron A. That day Cameron B asked if Cameron would like to come to his houres. “yer cool” he said lets go. So they run all the way to his hourse Camreon B’s Dad had died in a car crash so he only had his Mum.Cameron B was an only child so he was cool about having a friend. They played untill Cameron A’s Mum came to pick him up from Cameron B’s hourse. They were friends from that day on.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8616286-112716869456171642?l=alexmatau.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alexmatau.blogspot.com/feeds/112716869456171642/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8616286&amp;postID=112716869456171642' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8616286/posts/default/112716869456171642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8616286/posts/default/112716869456171642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alexmatau.blogspot.com/2005/09/making-friend.html' title='Making A Friend'/><author><name>Eastern Districts Schools</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12968173237787900325</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2678/2298/1600/bardwired.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8616286.post-112440206061905448</id><published>2005-08-18T14:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-18T14:54:20.626-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Mason’s Story&lt;br /&gt;One day a 12 year old boy named Mason was going down to a river where he would be going after eels. At the river Mason had just put the line in when all of a sudden an eel 10 times the size of Mason jumped out of the water and pulled Mason under in its hole in the water. Mason immediately reacted. He grabbed the eel around its throat and choked it to death then with the dead eel he swam out of the hole to get some air. He went up to the house with the eel and went to his mum ."Mum look at this eel it a big one" Mum come out of the house wiping her hands on her apron "wow do you think its as big as the other one" said Mum. " No I think the other ones were bigger". Later that same day Mason was going on his XR 250 down to shoot some rabbits at the hay shed at the back of the farm.   Eel and rabbit stew is so nice thought Mason as he started up the 250.Mason had no brothers or sisters his father had died when Mason was only 2.Mason was unique in a special way .When he was only 5 going to school for the first time. It was a bad day it was raining quite badly. When he was going to school he got stake by lightning .He woke up to find his Mum looking at him. Mason didn't know but when he was stake the force of the lightning gave him Strength to lift a  train. That’s why he could kill those eels. "Here we are said Mason ". He saw 2 rabbits sitting about 100 meters away. He aimed one up and shot it in the head. The other one got such a shock it too fell over and died. He went to get them but when He reached out to get them the earth under his feet crumbled away and he found him self falling. He hit the ground with a thud. It was dark and Mason could barely see .His arm was sore from falling about 5 meters. He stood up and looked around. He saw a light coming from what looked like a tunnel . He moved closer to it. He grabbed it. The tunnel came out on to the paddock again. It was the strangest thing he had came across. He hopped on his bike and went home .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the end&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8616286-112440206061905448?l=alexmatau.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alexmatau.blogspot.com/feeds/112440206061905448/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8616286&amp;postID=112440206061905448' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8616286/posts/default/112440206061905448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8616286/posts/default/112440206061905448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alexmatau.blogspot.com/2005/08/masons-story-one-day-12-year-old-boy.html' title=''/><author><name>Eastern Districts Schools</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12968173237787900325</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2678/2298/1600/bardwired.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8616286.post-111870192744995271</id><published>2005-06-13T15:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-13T15:32:07.456-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Dog</title><content type='html'>I see the dog lying in the warm sun as it closes his lazy brown eyes.&lt;br /&gt; It’s enjoying the attention of the sun as he stretches his legs.&lt;br /&gt; Lying in front of his kennel.&lt;br /&gt; His mind in another land of female dogs [well tanned]&lt;br /&gt; and you can see he is happy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8616286-111870192744995271?l=alexmatau.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alexmatau.blogspot.com/feeds/111870192744995271/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8616286&amp;postID=111870192744995271' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8616286/posts/default/111870192744995271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8616286/posts/default/111870192744995271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alexmatau.blogspot.com/2005/06/my-dog.html' title='My Dog'/><author><name>Eastern Districts Schools</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12968173237787900325</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2678/2298/1600/bardwired.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8616286.post-111636552261865062</id><published>2005-05-17T14:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-17T14:32:02.623-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Review</title><content type='html'>D-X Ball&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By Shaware games&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Platform: I-Mac game&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Genre: Strategy game&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Description&lt;br /&gt;I liked this game. It was a little boring in some places though. The mission in this game is to hit the blocks with a ball. You have to stop the ball from hitting the ground with a paddle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Conclusion&lt;br /&gt;I enjoyed playing this game I would give it a 7/10&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8616286-111636552261865062?l=alexmatau.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alexmatau.blogspot.com/feeds/111636552261865062/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8616286&amp;postID=111636552261865062' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8616286/posts/default/111636552261865062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8616286/posts/default/111636552261865062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alexmatau.blogspot.com/2005/05/review.html' title='Review'/><author><name>Eastern Districts Schools</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12968173237787900325</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2678/2298/1600/bardwired.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8616286.post-111498621791478599</id><published>2005-05-01T15:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-01T15:23:37.913-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Flood</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="float: right; margin-left: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px;"&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/93611051@N00/11837123/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos9.flickr.com/11837123_2f82f0fa07_m.jpg" alt="" style="border: solid 2px #000000;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: 0.9em; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;  &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/93611051@N00/11837123/"&gt;DSC03315&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;  Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/93611051@N00/"&gt;Matau&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;This is another picture of the flooded river.The woter is up under the edge of the church.&lt;br clear="all" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8616286-111498621791478599?l=alexmatau.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alexmatau.blogspot.com/feeds/111498621791478599/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8616286&amp;postID=111498621791478599' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8616286/posts/default/111498621791478599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8616286/posts/default/111498621791478599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alexmatau.blogspot.com/2005/05/flood.html' title='Flood'/><author><name>Eastern Districts Schools</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12968173237787900325</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2678/2298/1600/bardwired.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8616286.post-111498470956253096</id><published>2005-05-01T14:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-01T14:58:29.563-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Frist Day Back To School</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="float: right; margin-left: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px;"&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/93611051@N00/11837919/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos11.flickr.com/11837919_a77f3ce100_m.jpg" alt="" style="border: solid 2px #000000;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: 0.9em; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;  &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/93611051@N00/11837919/"&gt;DSC03319&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;  Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/93611051@N00/"&gt;Matau&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;On the first day of school it had rained all night. In the morning the rivers were flooded and we were the only people that could get to school. Poor us.&lt;br clear="all" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8616286-111498470956253096?l=alexmatau.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alexmatau.blogspot.com/feeds/111498470956253096/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8616286&amp;postID=111498470956253096' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8616286/posts/default/111498470956253096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8616286/posts/default/111498470956253096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alexmatau.blogspot.com/2005/05/frist-day-back-to-school.html' title='Frist Day Back To School'/><author><name>Eastern Districts Schools</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12968173237787900325</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2678/2298/1600/bardwired.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8616286.post-111498124140916125</id><published>2005-05-01T13:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-01T14:00:41.410-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Holidays</title><content type='html'>The holidays started with the carsins being over.&lt;br /&gt;The second week we were a camp.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8616286-111498124140916125?l=alexmatau.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alexmatau.blogspot.com/feeds/111498124140916125/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8616286&amp;postID=111498124140916125' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8616286/posts/default/111498124140916125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8616286/posts/default/111498124140916125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alexmatau.blogspot.com/2005/05/holidays.html' title='The Holidays'/><author><name>Eastern Districts Schools</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12968173237787900325</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2678/2298/1600/bardwired.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8616286.post-111334406459633931</id><published>2005-04-12T15:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-12T15:14:24.596-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Shooting</title><content type='html'>I was ready to go. It was the big night. We were going possum shooting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Later in the truck we had already shot 4 possums and we were off to a good start.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 8 possums later, I was shooting at a possum beside the truck . Just before I shot, Aaron jumped from the truck. The bullet hit Aaron in the leg. I heard the yell . Aaron was in heaps of pain. Dad and I jumped from the truck and put Aaron in the truck.We drove to the hospital fast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later at hospital Aaron had been bandaged up. I could not stop saying sorry but all that mattered was that Aaron was ok.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8616286-111334406459633931?l=alexmatau.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alexmatau.blogspot.com/feeds/111334406459633931/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8616286&amp;postID=111334406459633931' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8616286/posts/default/111334406459633931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8616286/posts/default/111334406459633931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alexmatau.blogspot.com/2005/04/shooting.html' title='Shooting'/><author><name>Eastern Districts Schools</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12968173237787900325</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2678/2298/1600/bardwired.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8616286.post-111326325378930249</id><published>2005-04-11T16:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-11T16:47:33.790-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sports  Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="float: right; margin-left: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px;"&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/93611051@N00/9151058/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos7.flickr.com/9151058_fd2b4eaf72_m.jpg" alt="" style="border: solid 2px #000000;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: 0.9em; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;  &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/93611051@N00/9151058/"&gt;DSC03155&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;  Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/93611051@N00/"&gt;Matau&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;On sports day we played touch rugby and I was on Masons team. We were playing on our paddock. All the Eastern District schools came to play.&lt;br clear="all" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8616286-111326325378930249?l=alexmatau.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alexmatau.blogspot.com/feeds/111326325378930249/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8616286&amp;postID=111326325378930249' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8616286/posts/default/111326325378930249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8616286/posts/default/111326325378930249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alexmatau.blogspot.com/2005/04/sports-day.html' title='Sports  Day'/><author><name>Eastern Districts Schools</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12968173237787900325</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2678/2298/1600/bardwired.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8616286.post-111144732722868725</id><published>2005-03-21T15:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-21T15:22:07.226-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Hut</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="float: right; margin-left: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px;"&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/93611051@N00/5768655/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos4.flickr.com/5768655_1e5f31f76d_m.jpg" alt="" style="border: solid 2px #000000;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: 0.9em; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;  &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/93611051@N00/5768655/"&gt;DSC03020&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;  Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/93611051@N00/"&gt;Matau&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;This is the hut that I built. It took a long time.We slept in it one night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ashleigh took the photo.&lt;br clear="all" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8616286-111144732722868725?l=alexmatau.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alexmatau.blogspot.com/feeds/111144732722868725/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8616286&amp;postID=111144732722868725' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8616286/posts/default/111144732722868725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8616286/posts/default/111144732722868725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alexmatau.blogspot.com/2005/03/my-hut.html' title='My Hut'/><author><name>Eastern Districts Schools</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12968173237787900325</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2678/2298/1600/bardwired.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8616286.post-110979745976657702</id><published>2005-03-02T13:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-02T13:04:19.766-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Me</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="float: right; margin-left: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px;"&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/93611051@N00/5552596/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos3.flickr.com/5552596_25bcfabd1a_m.jpg" alt="" style="border: solid 2px #000000;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: 0.9em; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;  &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/93611051@N00/5552596/"&gt;DSC02979&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;  Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/93611051@N00/"&gt;Matau&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br clear="all" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8616286-110979745976657702?l=alexmatau.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alexmatau.blogspot.com/feeds/110979745976657702/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8616286&amp;postID=110979745976657702' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8616286/posts/default/110979745976657702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8616286/posts/default/110979745976657702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alexmatau.blogspot.com/2005/03/me.html' title='Me'/><author><name>Eastern Districts Schools</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12968173237787900325</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2678/2298/1600/bardwired.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8616286.post-110979725066249377</id><published>2005-03-02T13:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-08T14:36:10.250-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Whole School</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="float: right; margin-left: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px;"&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/93611051@N00/5552819/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos3.flickr.com/5552819_3701acc958_m.jpg" alt="" style="border: solid 2px #000000;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: 0.9em; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;  &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/93611051@N00/5552819/"&gt;DSC02962&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;  Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/93611051@N00/"&gt;Matau&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I am at the very back.&lt;br clear="all" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8616286-110979725066249377?l=alexmatau.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alexmatau.blogspot.com/feeds/110979725066249377/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8616286&amp;postID=110979725066249377' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8616286/posts/default/110979725066249377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8616286/posts/default/110979725066249377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alexmatau.blogspot.com/2005/03/whole-school.html' title='The Whole School'/><author><name>Eastern Districts Schools</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12968173237787900325</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2678/2298/1600/bardwired.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8616286.post-110971635136323909</id><published>2005-03-01T14:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-01T14:32:31.393-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kayaks</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="float: right; margin-left: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px;"&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/93611051@N00/5556202/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos3.flickr.com/5556202_a00efeba43_m.jpg" alt="" style="border: solid 2px #000000;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: 0.9em; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;  &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/93611051@N00/5556202/"&gt;DSC02950&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;  Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/93611051@N00/"&gt;Matau&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br clear="all" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8616286-110971635136323909?l=alexmatau.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alexmatau.blogspot.com/feeds/110971635136323909/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8616286&amp;postID=110971635136323909' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8616286/posts/default/110971635136323909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8616286/posts/default/110971635136323909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alexmatau.blogspot.com/2005/03/kayaks_01.html' title='Kayaks'/><author><name>Eastern Districts Schools</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12968173237787900325</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2678/2298/1600/bardwired.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8616286.post-110971264037639741</id><published>2005-03-01T13:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-01T13:30:40.376-08:00</updated><title type='text'>KAYAKS</title><content type='html'>On Wednsday we went to Waitara to do kayaking.We helped bring the kayaks down to the lake.Then we  got in some kayaks and did some activities. I was good at getting the lollies off the back of the other kayaks. But I gave some of the lollies away.It was a fun day and every one enjoyed it. After the kayaking we had lunch and everyone went shopping.&lt;br /&gt;The ultimate fishing/diving kayak from cobra kayaks is the fishn'dive. A large well is located in the stern and holds up to three tanks. It weighs 25.85kg and costs $1000 and the length is 3.81m.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8616286-110971264037639741?l=alexmatau.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alexmatau.blogspot.com/feeds/110971264037639741/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8616286&amp;postID=110971264037639741' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8616286/posts/default/110971264037639741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8616286/posts/default/110971264037639741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alexmatau.blogspot.com/2005/03/kayaks.html' title='KAYAKS'/><author><name>Eastern Districts Schools</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12968173237787900325</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2678/2298/1600/bardwired.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8616286.post-110738013959944053</id><published>2005-02-02T13:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-02T13:35:39.600-08:00</updated><title type='text'>HOLIDAYS</title><content type='html'>The Holidays&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At Christmas I got a boogie board, lollies DVD player glow stars and a toy car. We had three nice meals. All our family was there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rest of the holidays I went tramping, swimming, staying in tents and cabins. First we went to Coromandel and visited beaches. Then we went to Auckland and stayed at friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Monday we headed back school. The holidays were too short. I’m not looking forward to being year 8 because I don’t want to go to high school next year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8616286-110738013959944053?l=alexmatau.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alexmatau.blogspot.com/feeds/110738013959944053/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8616286&amp;postID=110738013959944053' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8616286/posts/default/110738013959944053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8616286/posts/default/110738013959944053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alexmatau.blogspot.com/2005/02/holidays.html' title='HOLIDAYS'/><author><name>Eastern Districts Schools</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12968173237787900325</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2678/2298/1600/bardwired.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8616286.post-110254519223094978</id><published>2004-12-08T14:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-12-08T14:33:12.230-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Weird</title><content type='html'>I was writing. I was very good at it. The story had started. I was in the forest, this story had too many ideas, far too many and then all I know was I was in the forest. It was like there were two of me. One writing, one alive in the story. The writer had told me, "go to the tree that has THIS WAY on it". There it is, plain as day. I went to the tree, then the writer said " build a motor bike." I didn’t have any idea how to make a motor bike but before I knew it I was moving as fast as lightning, gathering things I needed for a motor bike. Then like I had been programmed to make motor bikes I had a motor bike in front of me. Then the writer said "get on the motor bike and drive it straight for about a kilometre then you will meet a man. He will kill you and if you don’t go to the man and go another direction an army of ants will eat you. So what will it be Alex." It was like his eyes were burning though me.&lt;br /&gt;"This is what it will be." I jumped onto the motor bike and drove off to the man that was going to kill me. There the man was. I needed to be really fast and run him over. I flicked the motor bike into 5th gear. Then I headed right at him. He had no time to move. I ran right over the top of him. I turned the motor bike around but the man was still standing up. This guy was tough. He pulled out a gun. I ran over him again. The gun fell out of his hand. I hopped off the motor bike and grabbed the gun .It was a machine gun I aimed the gun at his head and pulled the trigger, " tat tat tat tat tat tat!" The man didn’t budge. There were holes though his head. Finally I realised that this was no man. He was a machine. He started to walk up to me in his robotic way. I pulled the trigger again "tat tat tat bang tat clang tat ping tat tat." By now his whole head was gone. He was walking around in circle because he couldn’t see. Then all of a sudden I was writing again but this time I wrote&lt;br /&gt;THE END&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8616286-110254519223094978?l=alexmatau.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alexmatau.blogspot.com/feeds/110254519223094978/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8616286&amp;postID=110254519223094978' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8616286/posts/default/110254519223094978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8616286/posts/default/110254519223094978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alexmatau.blogspot.com/2004/12/weird.html' title='Weird'/><author><name>Eastern Districts Schools</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12968173237787900325</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2678/2298/1600/bardwired.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8616286.post-110046737173299943</id><published>2004-11-14T13:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-11-14T13:22:51.733-08:00</updated><title type='text'>THE  WOLF  BOY</title><content type='html'> A long time ago in a deep forest there was a man, a lady, and a 1-year old boy named Zieny going down the stream in a canoe. All of a sudden three Indians jumped out from behind some trees and killed the mother and father with their bows and arrows. The Indians went to the canoe and put the dead mother and father in the stream. Then they saw Zieny, they chucked him in the steam as well. Then they took the canoe and left. Zieny struggled to get his face out of the water. He finally got to lie on his back to breathe again. A wolf saw Zieny she went into the water to get him. She brought him back to her cave. There were 5 little wolf cubs. The wolf had taken Zieny as one of the cubs. Every day the wolf would came home with a fish or a rabbit.  Zieny learnt to eat with the cubs and drink with the cubs. Three years later Zieny was now four years old. He thought his mother was the wolf that had got him out of the water three years ago. Zieny had killed a deer and made some clothes. He learnt to talk to the wolves by howling. He could get food for the wolves. He could climb trees and get birds eggs. All the wolves in the forest knew about Zieny. He was the most powerful wolf of all .  The wolves when they saw Zieny would lie down to remind him he was the greatest wolf around. One day mother wolf came home with blood on her front leg. Zieny was angry he called all the wolves of the forest over. The wolves came in 100’s from all different places. Once all the wolves had arrived the wolves went in search of the thing that had hurt mother wolf. So about 1000 wolves went marching though the forest after a couple of fierce Indians. It was more then a fight, it was a slaughter, the wolves were still arriving when the Indians were dead. Zieny returned home to his mother. She was better and he took care of her from that day on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The End         &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8616286-110046737173299943?l=alexmatau.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alexmatau.blogspot.com/feeds/110046737173299943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8616286&amp;postID=110046737173299943' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8616286/posts/default/110046737173299943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8616286/posts/default/110046737173299943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alexmatau.blogspot.com/2004/11/wolf-boy.html' title='THE  WOLF  BOY'/><author><name>Eastern Districts Schools</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12968173237787900325</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2678/2298/1600/bardwired.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8616286.post-109710363335353079</id><published>2004-10-06T15:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-10-06T16:00:33.353-07:00</updated><title type='text'>About Me</title><content type='html'>My name is Alex Mansell. I am 12 years old I enjoy catching possums with my dog called Bullseye, playing soccer,working on the farm and playing with my five brothers and sisters.&lt;br /&gt;I live in Matau which is in Taranaki, New Zealand.&lt;br /&gt;This weblog is for publishing my stories and pictures and schoolwork.&lt;br /&gt;You can publish a comment if you want to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8616286-109710363335353079?l=alexmatau.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alexmatau.blogspot.com/feeds/109710363335353079/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8616286&amp;postID=109710363335353079' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8616286/posts/default/109710363335353079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8616286/posts/default/109710363335353079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alexmatau.blogspot.com/2004/10/about-me.html' title='About Me'/><author><name>Eastern Districts Schools</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12968173237787900325</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2678/2298/1600/bardwired.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
