<?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-574611218170947092</id><updated>2012-02-16T06:18:58.057-08:00</updated><title type='text'>M(A)Y BLOG</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mayushkugel.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/574611218170947092/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mayushkugel.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Mayush</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14761292680617656901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kU6JPaGuyUM/Sre0DXWm-CI/AAAAAAAAAEg/sIAXOJq3aMU/S220/9620_1141689816515_1055537612_30361932_4927631_n.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>24</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-574611218170947092.post-2222744270272678342</id><published>2010-04-29T01:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-08T03:42:40.125-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="right"&gt;18 Mota Gur St.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Holon, Israel&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;January 28, 2010&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yale University&lt;br /&gt;7 Roses St.&lt;br /&gt;New- York, U.S.A&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Sir/Madam,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My name is Emilia. I am twenty five years old. I am writing this letter since I would like to apply for admission to your university. I understand you have an excellent course in theater, which I would really like to take part in.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Since I remember myself, I have always &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;dream(gr.) (of becoming..)&lt;/span&gt; an actor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In conclusion, I would like you to give me the opportunity to participate in the course. I have got much to contribute. Please, make my dream come true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I look forward to hearing from you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sincerely yours,&lt;br /&gt;EmiliaCoper. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;(40)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/574611218170947092-2222744270272678342?l=mayushkugel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mayushkugel.blogspot.com/feeds/2222744270272678342/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=574611218170947092&amp;postID=2222744270272678342' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/574611218170947092/posts/default/2222744270272678342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/574611218170947092/posts/default/2222744270272678342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mayushkugel.blogspot.com/2010/04/18-mota-gur-st.html' title=''/><author><name>Mayush</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14761292680617656901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kU6JPaGuyUM/Sre0DXWm-CI/AAAAAAAAAEg/sIAXOJq3aMU/S220/9620_1141689816515_1055537612_30361932_4927631_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-574611218170947092.post-3782156220973656211</id><published>2010-02-17T07:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-04-20T10:58:08.167-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Caribbean Islands Vacation</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="right"&gt;8 Mota Gur St.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Holon, Israel&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;21 July, 2010&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;The Manager's Office&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;"Sea To See" Tours&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;7 Roses St. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Tel Aviv, Israel&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;~ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Dear Sir/Madam, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;A month ago I went with my fiance on a vacation in the Caribbean Islands, organized by your agency. I have been your customer for the past few years, but unfortunately&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;,&lt;/span&gt; this time your service was far from satisfactory. &lt;/div&gt;~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;First and foremost, I was deeply disappointed with our guide. It seemed that the guide had apparently visited those places for the first&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; (time)&lt;/span&gt;. As a result, we lost precious time in finding the right routes. To complicate things even further, he did not seem to be very professional, as it was promised in your brochure. On certain occasions, he could not answer the &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;simpliest(sp.)&lt;/span&gt; questions about the magnificent places we visited.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Furthermore, the service we were given in the hotel was dissapointing and did not lap the information written in your brochure. We discovered there were some mistakes regarding the booking, which caused unnecassary inconvenience. When we arrived at the dining room, we were amazed to see that the staff was selfish and unwilling to work. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;To conclude, in the light of the problems mentioned above, I believe it is your duty to give this matter your urgent attention. I request a full refund of the money paid within 14 days. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Sincerely yours,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Emilia Cooper&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Excellent. (I can see that you got some help).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;(100)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Daphna&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/574611218170947092-3782156220973656211?l=mayushkugel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mayushkugel.blogspot.com/feeds/3782156220973656211/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=574611218170947092&amp;postID=3782156220973656211' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/574611218170947092/posts/default/3782156220973656211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/574611218170947092/posts/default/3782156220973656211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mayushkugel.blogspot.com/2010/02/dear-sirmadam-i-have-been-satisfied.html' title='The Caribbean Islands Vacation'/><author><name>Mayush</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14761292680617656901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kU6JPaGuyUM/Sre0DXWm-CI/AAAAAAAAAEg/sIAXOJq3aMU/S220/9620_1141689816515_1055537612_30361932_4927631_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-574611218170947092.post-8340511041097334782</id><published>2010-01-28T04:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-04-14T14:04:10.309-07:00</updated><title type='text'>No More Hungry Children!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="right"&gt;18 Mota Gur St.&lt;br /&gt;Holon, Israel&lt;br /&gt;January 28, 2010&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;"Almost An Angel" Organization&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;7 Roses St.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Jerusalem, Israel&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Dear Sir/Madam,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;In response to an article I have read about your organization called "Almost An Angel", I would like to have the opportunity to join as a volunteer in the organization. I wish to apply for the position of a children caretaker, whose role is to feed and take care &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;(of) &lt;/span&gt;hungry children.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;love(gr. - use the present perfect)&lt;/span&gt; children ever since I know myself. They are our future, and seeing misreable children looking for a tiny piece of bread breaks my heart. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;During(ww.)&lt;/span&gt; the years, I used to spend many holidays moving from one supermarket to another trying to convince people to donate some money or products for the sake of these poor children. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Apart from my love to children, I have &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;a(מיותר)&lt;/span&gt; vast experience working with children. Over the past two years, I have been working in a kintergarden as a teacher. This work equipped me with many qualifications, such as working under pressure as well as many tools for education, which I am sure will be required for this job.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I believe that my qualifications and my valuable exprience make me suitable for this position. I would be more than delighted to come for an interview at your convinience. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Truly yours,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Emilia Cooper&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Very good.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;(93)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Daphna&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/574611218170947092-8340511041097334782?l=mayushkugel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mayushkugel.blogspot.com/feeds/8340511041097334782/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=574611218170947092&amp;postID=8340511041097334782' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/574611218170947092/posts/default/8340511041097334782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/574611218170947092/posts/default/8340511041097334782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mayushkugel.blogspot.com/2010/01/18-mota-gur-st.html' title='No More Hungry Children!'/><author><name>Mayush</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14761292680617656901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kU6JPaGuyUM/Sre0DXWm-CI/AAAAAAAAAEg/sIAXOJq3aMU/S220/9620_1141689816515_1055537612_30361932_4927631_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-574611218170947092.post-4791767410338086083</id><published>2009-12-29T01:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-04-14T14:05:31.270-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Virtual Schools</title><content type='html'>Can &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;traditional schools replace virtual schools? In the modern age virtual schools have played a significant role. The Virtual classroom is a new and appealing way of studying, which might &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;make(ww.)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;more interesting.&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;(for whom?).&lt;/span&gt; Students&lt;/span&gt; study via the internet, and they are not dependant on books and stationery, but on the computer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;This is a great start, but where is the rest?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;(30)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Daphna&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/574611218170947092-4791767410338086083?l=mayushkugel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mayushkugel.blogspot.com/feeds/4791767410338086083/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=574611218170947092&amp;postID=4791767410338086083' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/574611218170947092/posts/default/4791767410338086083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/574611218170947092/posts/default/4791767410338086083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mayushkugel.blogspot.com/2009/12/virtual-school.html' title='Virtual Schools'/><author><name>Mayush</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14761292680617656901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kU6JPaGuyUM/Sre0DXWm-CI/AAAAAAAAAEg/sIAXOJq3aMU/S220/9620_1141689816515_1055537612_30361932_4927631_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-574611218170947092.post-8392842449289647918</id><published>2009-12-02T22:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-15T09:51:15.492-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="right"&gt;24 Ahron Yariv St.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Holon &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;December 3, 2009&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ms. Gilat Simon&lt;br /&gt;The Principal Office&lt;br /&gt;Kugel high school&lt;br /&gt;1 Mota-Gur St.&lt;br /&gt;Holon &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Dear Gilat,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;This year, as it is already a custom, thousands of 11th grade students, have been given the opportunity to go on a trip to Poland, following the roots of the Jewish nation. This trip is very significant to Israelis and Jews; therefore, I want to take part in this important journey. I am writing this letter because I would like to complain about the enormous price of this journey, which many students can’t afford.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;This journey to Poland has a lot of importance to the Jewish life. Many students want to follow this part of our history, but unfortunately their economic situation prevents this desire. It is not right, and it is a discrimination, that only those with economic abilities can go through this emotional experience, which &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;affect(gr.)&lt;/span&gt; the &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;continued observation about life.(phr. - not clear what you mean)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Moreover, the main propose of this journey is to remember and not to forget. The best way to remember and try to understand what happened in the Holocaust is by exploring&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; its&lt;/span&gt; routs in freezing Poland. But when the price is too high&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;,&lt;/span&gt; the students can’t &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;smell the smell(phr.)&lt;/span&gt; of horror, and can’t see the places, where six milion innocent victims lived and &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;were&lt;/span&gt;murdered . &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;To conclude, I believe that it is our government's duty to &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;show(ww.)&lt;/span&gt; initiative and finance this journey&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;,&lt;/span&gt; so that every teenager in Israel will have the ability to be a part of the expedition going to Poland. I hope you will invest your entire endeavors to lower the price and make this journey approachable for every 11th grader in your school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I look forward to your reply.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Sincerely yours,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Emilia Cooper&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Very good work.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;(92)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Daphna&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/574611218170947092-8392842449289647918?l=mayushkugel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mayushkugel.blogspot.com/feeds/8392842449289647918/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=574611218170947092&amp;postID=8392842449289647918' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/574611218170947092/posts/default/8392842449289647918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/574611218170947092/posts/default/8392842449289647918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mayushkugel.blogspot.com/2009/12/8-ahron-yariv-street-holon-december-22.html' title=''/><author><name>Mayush</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14761292680617656901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kU6JPaGuyUM/Sre0DXWm-CI/AAAAAAAAAEg/sIAXOJq3aMU/S220/9620_1141689816515_1055537612_30361932_4927631_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-574611218170947092.post-8770337595217011770</id><published>2009-11-12T04:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-06T11:44:40.201-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Summer's Reading</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000000;"&gt;George Stoyonovich is the main character of the “A Summer’s Reading”. George is a twenty-year-old young man, who lives with his father and sister in a poor New-York neighborhood. George’s attempt to make a change in his life, made me understand that life can be better only if we change our attitude.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;At the age of sixteen, George dropped out of school. This lack of education &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;leads&lt;/span&gt; George to a point in which he &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;can&lt;/span&gt; hardly find an honorable job to finance himself. He spends his time reading shallow magazines&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;,&lt;/span&gt; brought home by his sister Sophie. He also likes wandering about in the streets, trying to escape his gloomy reality and find some peace. He grows up in an unsupportive environment, and it makes it difficult for him to begin a fresh start.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;His desire to change his life significantly is interfered with his remarkable laziness and immaturity. He doesn't have enough willpower to pick up a worthwhile book and read it till the end. Everything in George's life changes considerably thanks to Mr. Cattanzara, his neighbor. Mr. Cattanzara spreads rumors about George, which change the attitude of the neighborhood people for the better. People begin respecting him and treat him kindly. It makes &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;him feel confident and more appreciative of his life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;At the beginning of the story, I thought that George's character was not interesting and disappointing. But, as the story developed and George managed to realize his life, I learned to appreciate him and even love him. I believe George's character should be a role model for people like him. I hope George pursues a better life after the change he has made.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Excellent work!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff0000;"&gt;(100)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Daphna&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/574611218170947092-8770337595217011770?l=mayushkugel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mayushkugel.blogspot.com/feeds/8770337595217011770/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=574611218170947092&amp;postID=8770337595217011770' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/574611218170947092/posts/default/8770337595217011770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/574611218170947092/posts/default/8770337595217011770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mayushkugel.blogspot.com/2009/11/summers-reading.html' title='A Summer&apos;s Reading'/><author><name>Mayush</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14761292680617656901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kU6JPaGuyUM/Sre0DXWm-CI/AAAAAAAAAEg/sIAXOJq3aMU/S220/9620_1141689816515_1055537612_30361932_4927631_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-574611218170947092.post-326427289361893467</id><published>2009-10-24T05:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-01-06T11:46:28.486-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Great Expectations</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;If you are looking for great expectations while reading a book, "Great Expectations" is the right book for you. Great Expectations is the thirteenth novel written by Charles Dickens. The book is considered one of the masterpieces of Dickens. The desire of Pip to&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; become&lt;/span&gt; a gentleman, despite all the difficulties, and the irony in the story made me keep reading the novel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Pip is a sensitive child, an orphan living&lt;/span&gt; under the care of his cruel sister&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; and her husband, Joe. Joe loves and &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;supports Pip unconditionally, even when Pip is ashamed of him and abandons him. Pip’s life changes after&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;showing kindness to an escaped convict, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Magwith. He becomes a wealthy man with a great education, unaware that his benefactor is a convict.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://thebestnotes.com/booknotes/Great_Expectations_Dickens/Great_Expectations03.html" target="_top"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Pip rejects his upbringing in favor of a more refined life in London. His biggest hope&lt;/span&gt; is to become a gentleman. But when&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; Pip discovers the identity of his benefactor, all his great expectations dissolve into shame of the convict and he is disgusted with himself for his gradual &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;change.&lt;/span&gt; Despite his shame, he is obligated to protect his benefactor out of loyalty and gratitude.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;In conclusion, I highly recommend you read this wonderful &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;book. This novel teaches us a great lesson about friendship and loyalty. In addition,&lt;/span&gt; Charles Dickens is a distinctive author, and he has his own style of writing .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Excellent!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;100&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Daphna&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/574611218170947092-326427289361893467?l=mayushkugel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mayushkugel.blogspot.com/feeds/326427289361893467/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=574611218170947092&amp;postID=326427289361893467' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/574611218170947092/posts/default/326427289361893467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/574611218170947092/posts/default/326427289361893467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mayushkugel.blogspot.com/2009/10/if-you-are-looking-for-great.html' title='Great Expectations'/><author><name>Mayush</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14761292680617656901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kU6JPaGuyUM/Sre0DXWm-CI/AAAAAAAAAEg/sIAXOJq3aMU/S220/9620_1141689816515_1055537612_30361932_4927631_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-574611218170947092.post-6879744980372603662</id><published>2009-10-16T11:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-01-07T05:07:03.919-08:00</updated><title type='text'>It Is Our Responsibility</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;The problem of obesity can no longer be &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;ignored. Alice Brown the nutritionist claims that people have to be more responsible for what they eat. I believe Mrs. Alice is right, because it is our responsibility to pay attention to what we&lt;/span&gt; eat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Today, we are increasingly exposed to industrial food; processed fast food is more available than healthy food. Processed fast food not only affects the weight of our bodies, but&lt;/span&gt; also of our health. C&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;ardiovas cular disease, cholesterol, blood pressure these are a few examples of what bad nutriotion can do. Therefore&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;,&lt;/span&gt; we have to be careful and pay attention to the food&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;we put in our mouths.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moreover, I think everyone should worry about his own body and health because that is not the role of anyone else except us. Fast-food restaurants and unhealthy food will always exist, but the trick is to eat balanced meals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In conclusion, proper nutrition is one of the most important things that we can do for our overall health.With an effective nutrition program, combined sports and healthy lifestyle, we will reduce weight&lt;/span&gt;, be healthy, feel and look wonderful. Because nothing is impossible!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Much better. Good work!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;(92)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Daphna&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/574611218170947092-6879744980372603662?l=mayushkugel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mayushkugel.blogspot.com/feeds/6879744980372603662/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=574611218170947092&amp;postID=6879744980372603662' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/574611218170947092/posts/default/6879744980372603662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/574611218170947092/posts/default/6879744980372603662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mayushkugel.blogspot.com/2009/10/it-is-our-responsibility.html' title='It Is Our Responsibility'/><author><name>Mayush</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14761292680617656901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kU6JPaGuyUM/Sre0DXWm-CI/AAAAAAAAAEg/sIAXOJq3aMU/S220/9620_1141689816515_1055537612_30361932_4927631_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-574611218170947092.post-7476525767543248272</id><published>2009-10-14T15:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-21T13:14:53.335-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Letter To The Editor</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="right"&gt;8 Mota Gur&lt;br /&gt;Holon&lt;br /&gt;September 22, 2009 &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Editor&lt;br /&gt;84 Rose street&lt;br /&gt;Tel- Aviv, Israel &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Dear Editor,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Concerning the article “Israel Mourns Assaf Ramon”, which was published in the website “Israel national news”, I would like to state my opinion about Assaf Ramon’s tragic accident. I think it is a very unfortunate incident, in which Israel lost one of its best sons. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Assaf Ramon was killed in tragic circumstances. Only three month after he graduated with honors the Pilot Course, he was killed when his plane crashed near Mount Hebron. I don't know exactly what happened to Assaf on the airplane in his last moments, but the only thing I know is that the plane fell apart into many pieces, like Assaf's body.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;When his father, the first Israeli astronaut, was killed, Assaf always said he wished to follow in his father's path- to become the second Israeli astronaut. But neither of us thought that fate would choose the path of death. Thousands of people came to the cemetery of Nahalal, where Assaf was buried near his father, to pay their respects for the courageous pilot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;To conclude, when I heard the news, the day the accident occurred, I was very sad.But now the least we can do is send our warmest consolations to the Ramon’s family, and keep the&lt;/span&gt; memory of these two brave souls alive. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Yours truly,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Emilia Cooper&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;(97)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Daphna&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/574611218170947092-7476525767543248272?l=mayushkugel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mayushkugel.blogspot.com/feeds/7476525767543248272/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=574611218170947092&amp;postID=7476525767543248272' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/574611218170947092/posts/default/7476525767543248272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/574611218170947092/posts/default/7476525767543248272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mayushkugel.blogspot.com/2009/10/8-mota-gur-holon-september-22-2009.html' title='Letter To The Editor'/><author><name>Mayush</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14761292680617656901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kU6JPaGuyUM/Sre0DXWm-CI/AAAAAAAAAEg/sIAXOJq3aMU/S220/9620_1141689816515_1055537612_30361932_4927631_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-574611218170947092.post-6861288686556004526</id><published>2009-09-16T18:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-17T04:42:42.222-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Horror Flight</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;The hope for a better new year was cut off instantly for Ramon’s family. On the thirteen of September the history repeated it -self. Six years after Ilan Ramon was killed, in the explosion of Columbia’s space shuttle, his older son, Assaf Ramon, was killed in an aerial accident during routine training in the I.A.F.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Assaf Ramon was killed in tragic circumstances. Only three month after he graduated with honors the Pilot Course, he was killed when his plane crashed near Mount Hebron. I don't know exactly what happened to Assaf on the airplane in his last moments, but the only thing I know is that the plane fell apart into many pieces, like Assaf's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; body.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When his father, the first Israeli astronaut, was killed, Assaf always said he wished to follow his father's path- to become the second Israeli astronaut. But neither of us thought that fate would choose the path of death. Thousands of people came to the cemetery of Nahalal, where Assaf was buried near his father, to pay their respects for the courageous pilot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Assaf was one of a kind, the salt of the earth, loyal solder and beloved son of Israel. It is unperceived that we are talking about Assaf Ramon in the past tense. The least we can do is send our warmest consolations to the Ramon’s family, and keep the memory of these two brave souls alive.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;May Ilan and Assaf Ramon rest in peace.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.israelnationalnews.com/News/News.aspx/133408"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;http://www.israelnationalnews.com/News/News.aspx/133408&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,0,0);" &gt;(85)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,0,0);" &gt;Daphna&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/574611218170947092-6861288686556004526?l=mayushkugel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mayushkugel.blogspot.com/feeds/6861288686556004526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=574611218170947092&amp;postID=6861288686556004526' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/574611218170947092/posts/default/6861288686556004526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/574611218170947092/posts/default/6861288686556004526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mayushkugel.blogspot.com/2009/09/horror-flight.html' title='The Horror Flight'/><author><name>Mayush</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14761292680617656901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kU6JPaGuyUM/Sre0DXWm-CI/AAAAAAAAAEg/sIAXOJq3aMU/S220/9620_1141689816515_1055537612_30361932_4927631_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-574611218170947092.post-3215754160222039668</id><published>2009-09-16T10:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-21T13:13:35.909-07:00</updated><title type='text'>MADONNA</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;The first of September wasn’t only an exciting day for the Israeli students, but also an historic day for all of Madonna’s enthusiastic fans in Israel. For the first time since 1993, the Queen of Pop came back to Israel to sign a successful “Sticky and Sweet Tour”.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Madonna is considered the Queen of Pop, and she earned this title for endless years of work in the music industry. Madonna came to Israel during her amazing "Sticky and Sweet Tour", which became the highest grossing tour ever by a solo artist.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The previous time Madonna was in Israel was 16 years ago, but&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; unfortunately, I didn’t know her at that time. Yet, even after 16 years, at the age of 51, she&lt;/span&gt; gave her best and spectacular tour, which once again proved who the real Queen here. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year Israel has opened its gateways to several great international singers like Paul McCartney, Lady Gaga and Depeche Mode. But I think that Madonna's concert was the most electrifying event of the year. Madonna said during the concert that she couldn’t think of a better place than Israel since her last concert, and all we have to do is wait for the Queen’s next arrival to Israel.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;This is much-much better. Good work!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;(100)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Daphna&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/574611218170947092-3215754160222039668?l=mayushkugel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mayushkugel.blogspot.com/feeds/3215754160222039668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=574611218170947092&amp;postID=3215754160222039668' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/574611218170947092/posts/default/3215754160222039668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/574611218170947092/posts/default/3215754160222039668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mayushkugel.blogspot.com/2009/09/first-of-september-wasnt-only-exciting.html' title='MADONNA'/><author><name>Mayush</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14761292680617656901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kU6JPaGuyUM/Sre0DXWm-CI/AAAAAAAAAEg/sIAXOJq3aMU/S220/9620_1141689816515_1055537612_30361932_4927631_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-574611218170947092.post-2019362739589693939</id><published>2009-05-03T05:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-17T06:03:19.857-07:00</updated><title type='text'>E.T Is Playing With Leaves</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;Michi(Winnie the pooh) and Hilush(Piglet) I love v-e-r-y alot of much!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kU6JPaGuyUM/ShAJ93IDRsI/AAAAAAAAAEY/ezX6165EpZg/s1600-h/4143_1077865260941_1055537612_30180686_5011072_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336776516808427202" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 229px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 166px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kU6JPaGuyUM/ShAJ93IDRsI/AAAAAAAAAEY/ezX6165EpZg/s320/4143_1077865260941_1055537612_30180686_5011072_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336772677452274114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 234px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 198px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kU6JPaGuyUM/ShAGeYaNmcI/AAAAAAAAAEI/bkV822RtQE4/s320/Pooh-Piglet-babies-leaves-autumn.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/574611218170947092-2019362739589693939?l=mayushkugel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mayushkugel.blogspot.com/feeds/2019362739589693939/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=574611218170947092&amp;postID=2019362739589693939' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/574611218170947092/posts/default/2019362739589693939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/574611218170947092/posts/default/2019362739589693939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mayushkugel.blogspot.com/2009/05/et-wears-uniform-every-day.html' title='E.T Is Playing With Leaves'/><author><name>Mayush</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14761292680617656901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kU6JPaGuyUM/Sre0DXWm-CI/AAAAAAAAAEg/sIAXOJq3aMU/S220/9620_1141689816515_1055537612_30361932_4927631_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kU6JPaGuyUM/ShAJ93IDRsI/AAAAAAAAAEY/ezX6165EpZg/s72-c/4143_1077865260941_1055537612_30180686_5011072_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-574611218170947092.post-5829246439816241665</id><published>2009-05-01T05:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-21T08:32:10.736-07:00</updated><title type='text'>E.T's friends</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Daphna,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Please check again my writing task about peer pressure- “Be Yourself”.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Thank you, May.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336766234440503762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 209px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 144px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kU6JPaGuyUM/ShAAnWUgEdI/AAAAAAAAAD4/ntGMJMcjVHs/s320/image004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;My best friends and I do the blog...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/574611218170947092-5829246439816241665?l=mayushkugel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mayushkugel.blogspot.com/feeds/5829246439816241665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=574611218170947092&amp;postID=5829246439816241665' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/574611218170947092/posts/default/5829246439816241665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/574611218170947092/posts/default/5829246439816241665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mayushkugel.blogspot.com/2009/05/ets-friends.html' title='E.T&apos;s friends'/><author><name>Mayush</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14761292680617656901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kU6JPaGuyUM/Sre0DXWm-CI/AAAAAAAAAEg/sIAXOJq3aMU/S220/9620_1141689816515_1055537612_30361932_4927631_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kU6JPaGuyUM/ShAAnWUgEdI/AAAAAAAAAD4/ntGMJMcjVHs/s72-c/image004.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-574611218170947092.post-9103573681191758924</id><published>2009-04-16T16:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-04T03:06:53.231-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Burge McCall</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000000;"&gt;Burge McCall was a fat and unattractive man. Mr. McCall had a peculiar personality, since he constantly wanted to be in the focus of his wife's attention. He was very ungenerous with his wife, but very openhanded with other women. He barely had any respect for his wife, since teasing her was a conventional thing he did towards her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mrs. McCall was tall thin woman with black smoothed hair parted in the middle. The town’s people never used to call Mrs. McCall by her first name- Venita, since she wasn’t a very friendly person. Even though her husband treated her violently, she remained tranquil, didn'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;t even try to restore her lost respect. She only looked at him with her big black eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the beginning of the story the reader can hardly see any positive aspect in the relationship between the two. Mr. McCall expressed his hatred towards his wife by using physical and verbal violence against her. Mrs. McCall would only look at him with her big black eyes. One day Mrs. McCall called her husband a big rat after he slapped her on the face. This was when Mrs. McCall knew she had to take action and avenge him for his behavior.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;The turning point in the story happens when Mrs. McCall makes her husband think she is going to poison him for his cruel behavior. Her shrewd plan changes the couple’s marriage life significantly- Burge McCall’s stinginess is replaced with incredible generosity. He begins taking her to movies and picnics and once he even buys her an extraordinary sealskin coat. Moreover, Mr. McCall stops treating his wife vulgarly, and begin showing her love and kindness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The story teaches us a lesson about relationships. The story describes a relationship between a bad husband &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;and a patient wife. The wife is forced to tolerate her husband's violence, until one day she decides to take action. I believe this story may help women with marriage problems to stop being passive and begin takin&lt;img class="gl_spell" alt="בדוק איות" src="http://www.blogger.com/img/blank.gif" border="0" /&gt;g action to make their lives happier.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336582132874913426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 171px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 171px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kU6JPaGuyUM/Sg9ZLOi0ppI/AAAAAAAAADw/gO63MeKX2As/s320/Ratatouille-character-02.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;"Burge McCall, you are a big rat"&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;In spite of your grammatical problem, this is a great essay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;(87)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Daphna.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/574611218170947092-9103573681191758924?l=mayushkugel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mayushkugel.blogspot.com/feeds/9103573681191758924/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=574611218170947092&amp;postID=9103573681191758924' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/574611218170947092/posts/default/9103573681191758924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/574611218170947092/posts/default/9103573681191758924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mayushkugel.blogspot.com/2009/04/burge-mccall.html' title='Burge McCall'/><author><name>Mayush</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14761292680617656901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kU6JPaGuyUM/Sre0DXWm-CI/AAAAAAAAAEg/sIAXOJq3aMU/S220/9620_1141689816515_1055537612_30361932_4927631_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kU6JPaGuyUM/Sg9ZLOi0ppI/AAAAAAAAADw/gO63MeKX2As/s72-c/Ratatouille-character-02.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-574611218170947092.post-7606852683692605682</id><published>2009-02-26T03:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-05-16T16:44:21.478-07:00</updated><title type='text'>HOMEWORK=SLAVERY?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kU6JPaGuyUM/Sg9PgXIkyNI/AAAAAAAAADY/6GkINMFYqFk/s1600-h/%D7%9E%D7%9E%D7%97.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336571500841715922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 211px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 247px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kU6JPaGuyUM/Sg9PgXIkyNI/AAAAAAAAADY/6GkINMFYqFk/s320/%D7%9E%D7%9E%D7%97.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Ben Berrafato, an eleven-year-old boy, expressed his objection to homework by saying that homework is nothing but slavery. This statement has created many questions and made me wonder whether homework is necessary. I believe that homework is a significant component of&lt;/span&gt; children's education, but it must be given in the right moderation&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;.- good opening.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The main goal in home practice is to review the material covered in class. When the student copes &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;with the material by himself, at home, he understands the material much better and developes new studying skills. Moreover, homework helps organize the students' schedule. When homework is given in several subjects, the student spends his time mainly preparing homework and not watching television. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000000;"&gt;However, an exaggerated amount of homework puts a lot of pressure on the student, whose studying ability may decrease(Explain this). Moreover, Social life is an important part of every one of us, and when the student spends most of his time on homework, it prevents him form hanging out with family and friends. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;As we can see, homework can contribute to the students' studying and thinking, but it can also oppress the student when it is given in an exaggerated amount. Therefore, the best solution is to give homework in a moderate manner. Teachers can also give interesting assignments so that the student will be pleased to do them at home. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;- Very good conclusion!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;(90)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Daphna.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/574611218170947092-7606852683692605682?l=mayushkugel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mayushkugel.blogspot.com/feeds/7606852683692605682/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=574611218170947092&amp;postID=7606852683692605682' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/574611218170947092/posts/default/7606852683692605682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/574611218170947092/posts/default/7606852683692605682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mayushkugel.blogspot.com/2009/02/ben-berrafato-eleven-year-old-boy.html' title='HOMEWORK=SLAVERY?'/><author><name>Mayush</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14761292680617656901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kU6JPaGuyUM/Sre0DXWm-CI/AAAAAAAAAEg/sIAXOJq3aMU/S220/9620_1141689816515_1055537612_30361932_4927631_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kU6JPaGuyUM/Sg9PgXIkyNI/AAAAAAAAADY/6GkINMFYqFk/s72-c/%D7%9E%D7%9E%D7%97.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-574611218170947092.post-551514628299938912</id><published>2009-02-25T11:03:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-30T05:52:43.907-07:00</updated><title type='text'>E.T. In Space</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kU6JPaGuyUM/ScaGJgEZlPI/AAAAAAAAADA/hYJHQCZBkjc/s1600-h/ET_Moon.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316083907942782194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 168px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kU6JPaGuyUM/ScaGJgEZlPI/AAAAAAAAADA/hYJHQCZBkjc/s320/ET_Moon.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;E.T. In Space&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;meta content="text/html; charset=utf-8" equiv="Content-Type"&gt;&lt;meta content="Word.Document" name="ProgId"&gt;&lt;meta content="Microsoft Word 12" name="Generator"&gt;&lt;meta content="Microsoft Word 12" name="Originator"&gt;&lt;link href="file:///C:%5CUsers%5CHOMEUS%7E1%5CAppData%5CLocal%5CTemp%5Cmsohtmlclip1%5C01%5Cclip_filelist.xml" rel="File-List"&gt;&lt;link href="file:///C:%5CUsers%5CHOMEUS%7E1%5CAppData%5CLocal%5CTemp%5Cmsohtmlclip1%5C01%5Cclip_themedata.thmx" rel="themeData"&gt;&lt;link href="file:///C:%5CUsers%5CHOMEUS%7E1%5CAppData%5CLocal%5CTemp%5Cmsohtmlclip1%5C01%5Cclip_colorschememapping.xml" rel="colorSchemeMapping"&gt;&lt;style&gt; &lt;!--  /* Font Definitions */  @font-face 	{font-family:"Cambria Math"; 	panose-1:2 4 5 3 5 4 6 3 2 4; 	mso-font-charset:0; 	mso-generic-font-family:roman; 	mso-font-pitch:variable; 	mso-font-signature:-1610611985 1107304683 0 0 159 0;} @font-face 	{font-family:Calibri; 	panose-1:2 15 5 2 2 2 4 3 2 4; 	mso-font-charset:0; 	mso-generic-font-family:swiss; 	mso-font-pitch:variable; 	mso-font-signature:-1610611985 1073750139 0 0 159 0;} @font-face 	{font-family:Tahoma; 	panose-1:2 11 6 4 3 5 4 4 2 4; 	mso-font-charset:0; 	mso-generic-font-family:swiss; 	mso-font-pitch:variable; 	mso-font-signature:-520082689 -1073717157 41 0 66047 0;} @font-face 	{font-family:"Comic Sans MS"; 	panose-1:3 15 7 2 3 3 2 2 2 4; 	mso-font-charset:0; 	mso-generic-font-family:script; 	mso-font-pitch:variable; 	mso-font-signature:647 0 0 0 159 0;}  /* Style Definitions */  p.MsoNormal, li.MsoNormal, div.MsoNormal 	{mso-style-unhide:no; 	mso-style-qformat:yes; 	mso-style-parent:""; 	margin-top:0cm; 	margin-right:0cm; 	margin-bottom:10.0pt; 	margin-left:0cm; 	line-height:115%; 	mso-pagination:widow-orphan; 	font-size:11.0pt; 	font-family:"Calibri","sans-serif"; 	mso-ascii-font-family:Calibri; 	mso-ascii-theme-font:minor-latin; 	mso-fareast-font-family:Calibri; 	mso-fareast-theme-font:minor-latin; 	mso-hansi-font-family:Calibri; 	mso-hansi-theme-font:minor-latin; 	mso-bidi-font-family:Arial; 	mso-bidi-theme-font:minor-bidi;} .MsoChpDefault 	{mso-style-type:export-only; 	mso-default-props:yes; 	mso-ascii-font-family:Calibri; 	mso-ascii-theme-font:minor-latin; 	mso-fareast-font-family:Calibri; 	mso-fareast-theme-font:minor-latin; 	mso-hansi-font-family:Calibri; 	mso-hansi-theme-font:minor-latin; 	mso-bidi-font-family:Arial; 	mso-bidi-theme-font:minor-bidi;} .MsoPapDefault 	{mso-style-type:export-only; 	margin-bottom:10.0pt; 	line-height:115%;} @page Section1 	{size:612.0pt 792.0pt; 	margin:72.0pt 90.0pt 72.0pt 90.0pt; 	mso-header-margin:36.0pt; 	mso-footer-margin:36.0pt; 	mso-paper-source:0;} div.Section1 	{page:Section1;} --&gt; &lt;/style&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="LINE-HEIGHT: 115%;font-size:100%;" &gt;Would you like to take part in researgh about space? There are people who go against the new suggestion that space exploration should be included among the top priorities of our country. I wonder whether they are right.&lt;?xml:namespace prefix = o /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="LINE-HEIGHT: 115%;font-size:100%;" &gt;On the one hand, space exploration is a positive thing. Through space exploration, humanity may discover new materials that can contribute to important fields, such as medicine and technology. Moreover, exploring space may lead humanity to the betterment of our life quality. For example, a child lost somewhere can be easily found thanks to the Global Positioning System. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="LINE-HEIGHT: 115%;font-size:100%;" &gt;On the other hand, space exploration involves many disadvantages. Space exploration requires an incredible sum of money, when this money can be spent on much more important things, such as education and fighting crime and terrorism. In addition, exploring space may risk the lives of the &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;astronauts sent&lt;/span&gt; to space. We have heard of many astronauts who lost their lives tragically for the sake of exploration. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="LINE-HEIGHT: 115%;font-family:';font-size:12;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"&gt;To conclude, I believe space exploration should become a top priority of our country. Our government should invest much of its efforts to promote space exploration despite all the risks involved. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="LINE-HEIGHT: 115%;font-family:';font-size:12;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="LINE-HEIGHT: 115%;font-family:';" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:100%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Good essay, May. Still, you will have to reorganize paragraph 1.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:100%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;(87)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:100%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Daphna.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/574611218170947092-551514628299938912?l=mayushkugel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mayushkugel.blogspot.com/feeds/551514628299938912/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=574611218170947092&amp;postID=551514628299938912' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/574611218170947092/posts/default/551514628299938912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/574611218170947092/posts/default/551514628299938912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mayushkugel.blogspot.com/2009/02/et-in-space.html' title='E.T. In Space'/><author><name>Mayush</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14761292680617656901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kU6JPaGuyUM/Sre0DXWm-CI/AAAAAAAAAEg/sIAXOJq3aMU/S220/9620_1141689816515_1055537612_30361932_4927631_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kU6JPaGuyUM/ScaGJgEZlPI/AAAAAAAAADA/hYJHQCZBkjc/s72-c/ET_Moon.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-574611218170947092.post-696700510529903370</id><published>2009-02-03T16:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-05-16T17:34:40.136-07:00</updated><title type='text'>BE YOURSELF!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" align="left" &gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;It was at the park. We were ten kids and the hour was midnight. Everyone &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0);font-size:100%;" &gt;was smoking&lt;/span&gt; cigarettes. They were drunk. Imagine they were only thirteen year old teenagers. It looked like everybody was influenced by each other. I was there. But I didn't drink or smoke until my "friends" &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;pressured&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0);font-size:100%;" &gt; me and I couldn't refuse. I wanted to make this decision on my own&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0);font-size:100%;" &gt;,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; but they &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;pressured&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0);font-size:100%;" &gt; me. I couldn't make my own decision and be myself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0);font-size:100%;" &gt;The situation I described is called PEER PRESSURE. Peer pressure is a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0);font-size:100%;" &gt;common youth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0);font-size:100%;" &gt;problem &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;all teenagers must be immuned against. Peer pressure is when you do something either because your peers have convinced you to or because all your peers are doing it. This situation makes you do some bad or immoral things you don't usually do. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"  style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0);font-size:100%;" &gt;If you think that this situation isn't going to happen to you – you're wrong! You may think it is far from happening to you, but this is a common situation, happening all the time and all over the world. If we all &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0);font-size:100%;" &gt;press&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0);font-size:100%;" &gt; each other to do something which isn't suitable for us, we will probably take decisions we might regret in the far, or even near, future. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;The best way to avoid peer pressure is simply being yourself! Don't be afraid to make your voice heard! If your peers try to convince you to do something you believe is immoral, all you have to do is stand for your opinions and beliefs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"  style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"  style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,0,0);font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;This essay seems more like an advice column than an opinion essay. It's good, but you need to reorganize it and make it into an essay, without the advice in paragraphs 3 and 4. (78)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"  style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,0,0);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Daphna.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/574611218170947092-696700510529903370?l=mayushkugel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mayushkugel.blogspot.com/feeds/696700510529903370/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=574611218170947092&amp;postID=696700510529903370' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/574611218170947092/posts/default/696700510529903370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/574611218170947092/posts/default/696700510529903370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mayushkugel.blogspot.com/2009/02/be-yourself.html' title='BE YOURSELF!'/><author><name>Mayush</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14761292680617656901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kU6JPaGuyUM/Sre0DXWm-CI/AAAAAAAAAEg/sIAXOJq3aMU/S220/9620_1141689816515_1055537612_30361932_4927631_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-574611218170947092.post-1969882078097252312</id><published>2009-01-24T12:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-17T13:08:18.988-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Letter of Advice</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000000;"&gt;03.01.09&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Dear Alin, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I heard about your problem during the recent radio show and I know you think that there is no way to solve your dilemma. But I believe that looking on the matter differently may help you. I also had this problem a year ago, when a new girl joined my class and none of my friends tried to get to know her. I had to choose between helping a new student fit in in a new school and staying with my friends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;As I understand it, you don’t know what to do with your dilemma, but don’t worry – I know how to help you. First of all, I suggest you try to get to know her by speaking with her, although beginning conversation with an unfamiliar girl could be embarrassing. At first, try at least to ask for her welfare without paying attention to your friends' reaction.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Another advice I suggest you take seriously is listening to your inner voice. If you have the feeling that she is a nice girl and she might be even your friend, don't hesitate to speaking with her. When I was in this situation, I tried to get to know the new girl better and now she is my best friend and the best part is that I didn't even lose any of my friends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I hope my advice will help you solve your problem and help the new girl fit in in your school. I am sure you will do the right thing! After all it is your decision!&lt;br /&gt;Good Luck&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;May&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#000000;"&gt;Much better, May. Well done! (95)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#000000;"&gt;Daphna.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/574611218170947092-1969882078097252312?l=mayushkugel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mayushkugel.blogspot.com/feeds/1969882078097252312/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=574611218170947092&amp;postID=1969882078097252312' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/574611218170947092/posts/default/1969882078097252312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/574611218170947092/posts/default/1969882078097252312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mayushkugel.blogspot.com/2009/02/letter-of-advice.html' title='Letter of Advice'/><author><name>Mayush</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14761292680617656901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kU6JPaGuyUM/Sre0DXWm-CI/AAAAAAAAAEg/sIAXOJq3aMU/S220/9620_1141689816515_1055537612_30361932_4927631_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-574611218170947092.post-7754496304105242942</id><published>2009-01-09T02:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-10T14:20:12.822-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The war against Hamas</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;My name is May Shervi, and I am a fifteen-year-old student. I would like to show my full support in Israel’s war against Hamas, the terrorist organization in Gaza. The citizens in the southern part of the country have suffered for 8 years from endless missiles attacks, missiles which are launched by heartless and evil terrorists. And now time has come to put an end to this unbearable routine of life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Israel began the war in order to bring tranquility to its citizens by killing the Hamas terrorists. Israel doesn’t do it in order to kill innocent citizens in Gaza compared to the Hamas, which has killed innocent people for eight years already. If you ask me what is the thing that most of all makes me angry is the situation that has been created by the time the war began. They are the victims and we are the bad and the heartless people. The whole world looks at us as if we are the nasty here and that is not true – we are the victims because the Palestinian people allowed Hamas to take control over Gaza when they chose them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To conclude I support this achievement. I want to wish luck to our Israeli Forces, and I hope that all our soldiers will come back safe and sound.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/574611218170947092-7754496304105242942?l=mayushkugel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mayushkugel.blogspot.com/feeds/7754496304105242942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=574611218170947092&amp;postID=7754496304105242942' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/574611218170947092/posts/default/7754496304105242942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/574611218170947092/posts/default/7754496304105242942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mayushkugel.blogspot.com/2009/01/war-against.html' title='The war against Hamas'/><author><name>Mayush</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14761292680617656901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kU6JPaGuyUM/Sre0DXWm-CI/AAAAAAAAAEg/sIAXOJq3aMU/S220/9620_1141689816515_1055537612_30361932_4927631_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-574611218170947092.post-3024947224392591124</id><published>2008-12-31T16:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-15T03:16:57.382-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;24th of December, 2008 &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Doraya! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hi, how are you? How was your week? I didn’t see you a lot of time, and I miss you so much. You don’t know how many things have happened since the last time we talked. I am writing you from Paris, and I want to tell you about an exciting thing that happened to me- I fell in love! - &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;good opening !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During my first night in my vacation in Paris, I met a wonderful guy. We met in an unusual way. When I came back to the hotel from the café, I moved towards the elevator and a cute guy came in with me. I noticed that he was a worker in the hotel- he wore a black uniform with a tag on them. His &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;name, Michael&lt;/span&gt; was written on the tag.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are probably wondering what could happen between two total strangers in an elevator. But dear friend, you would be surprised to discover that a lot can happen. Suddenly, the elevator stuck. The last thing I thought that could happen to me during my amazing vacation. I was in panic; it was the first time that I was stuck in an elevator.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know me when I am under pressure; I tend to get an asthma- attack. I began pushing every little button that was in the elevator, but nothing helped. Michael, the guy who was with me, tried to calm me down. In addition, he tried to call for help but since we were in the elevator the mobile phone didn’t work. Then he told me with his gentle voice that everything was all right, and told me to take deep breaths. It really helped, the asthma- attack stopped. It was amazing, I looked into his eyes and I saw his kindness. At that moment I felt that I loved him. All of a sudden the elevator opened, and each one went to his own way.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was very kind of him to help me, since he didn’t know me.&lt;br /&gt;He left a good impression on &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;me. Although we didn’t know each other's names, I felt that a new relationship was born between us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope you enjoyed my letter, and hope the new business goes well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking forward to hearing from you, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;your best&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;friend who is in Paris,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May Shervi&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Good work. This is much better.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Daphna&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/574611218170947092-3024947224392591124?l=mayushkugel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mayushkugel.blogspot.com/feeds/3024947224392591124/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=574611218170947092&amp;postID=3024947224392591124' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/574611218170947092/posts/default/3024947224392591124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/574611218170947092/posts/default/3024947224392591124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mayushkugel.blogspot.com/2008/12/24th-of-december-2008-dear-noga-hi-how.html' title=''/><author><name>Mayush</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14761292680617656901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kU6JPaGuyUM/Sre0DXWm-CI/AAAAAAAAAEg/sIAXOJq3aMU/S220/9620_1141689816515_1055537612_30361932_4927631_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-574611218170947092.post-5167614166013688162</id><published>2008-12-06T09:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-04T09:29:22.623-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Total eclipse of the solar system</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kU6JPaGuyUM/SUEadFP628I/AAAAAAAAACY/lnHSc2wN960/s1600-h/LunarEclipse-Feb20_2008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278529325182409666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 271px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 244px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kU6JPaGuyUM/SUEadFP628I/AAAAAAAAACY/lnHSc2wN960/s320/LunarEclipse-Feb20_2008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;A LUNAR ECLIPSE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What is a lunar eclipse? When does it happen?A lunar eclipse is a fascinating and unique astronomic phenomenon. You are about to discover some amazing facts you haven’t known about this phenomenon. This exhibit is a part an exhibition about "Time” and the Solar system.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A lunar eclipse occurs when the Moon passes through some part of the Earth's shadow. This can occur only when the Sun, Earth, and Moon are aligned exactly, or very closely, with the Earth in the middle. A lunar eclipse can occur only once a month, when there is a full moon, meaning in the middle of the Jewish month. However, the eclipse could occur only twice a year. The lunar eclipse can be a partial lunar eclipse that takes place when only a part of the Moon enters the umbra. Total lunar eclipse also happens when the Moon travels completely into the Earth's umbra.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div dir="ltr" align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Total lunar eclipses are rare, compared to the partial lunar eclipse. The next total lunar eclipse will occurs on December 21, 2010. Don’t miss this amazing phenomenon that the natural world has created.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278290729063864802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 231px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 179px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kU6JPaGuyUM/SUBBc9cW2eI/AAAAAAAAACQ/P1Uj87Gs6lY/s320/250px-Solar_eclips_1999_4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;A SOLAR ECLIPSE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Another amazing phenomenon is a solar eclipse. What is this unique view? How is it affecting the animals' life? Animals who are active during day time usually get confused when solar eclipse happens and they think it is night time.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div dir="ltr"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;A solar eclipse occurs when the Moon passes &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;between the Sun and the Earth so that the Sun is completely or partially obscured. This can only happen during a new moon, when the Sun and Moon are in conjunction as seen from the Earth. At least two and up to five solar eclipses occur each year on Earth, with between zero and two of them being total eclipses. A Total eclipse occurs when the moon covers completely the sun. A Total solar eclipse lasts at the most about 6 to 8 minutes, but visible at half of Earth. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div dir="ltr"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;If you are lucky, you will see one of the above mentioned phenomenons. Viewing the solar eclipses requires special eye protection. Therefore, if you see the sun eclipses make sure you wear Eclipse glasses. Maybe the most important thing is to take a picture of this one-time experience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div dir="ltr"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div dir="ltr"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Bibliography:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div dir="ltr"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lunar Eclipse&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div dir="ltr"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Lunar_eclipse"&gt;http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Lunar_eclipse&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div dir="ltr"&gt;&lt;a href="http://science.nasa.gov/headlines/y2008/13feb_lunareclipse.htm?list28328"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;http://science.nasa.gov/headlines/y2008/13feb_lunareclipse.htm?list28328&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div dir="ltr"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Solar Eclipse&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div dir="ltr"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Solar_eclipse"&gt;http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Solar_eclipse&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div dir="ltr"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div dir="ltr"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div dir="ltr"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Very serious work. It was interesting and well written. Well done !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div dir="ltr"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Daphna.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div dir="ltr"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/574611218170947092-5167614166013688162?l=mayushkugel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mayushkugel.blogspot.com/feeds/5167614166013688162/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=574611218170947092&amp;postID=5167614166013688162' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/574611218170947092/posts/default/5167614166013688162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/574611218170947092/posts/default/5167614166013688162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mayushkugel.blogspot.com/2008/06/what-is-lunar-eclipse-when-does-it.html' title='Total eclipse of the solar system'/><author><name>Mayush</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14761292680617656901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kU6JPaGuyUM/Sre0DXWm-CI/AAAAAAAAAEg/sIAXOJq3aMU/S220/9620_1141689816515_1055537612_30361932_4927631_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kU6JPaGuyUM/SUEadFP628I/AAAAAAAAACY/lnHSc2wN960/s72-c/LunarEclipse-Feb20_2008.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-574611218170947092.post-6426255973545113248</id><published>2008-11-20T13:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T06:56:47.373-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Golan Heights</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Golan Heights is a very special place. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;There are many plants, &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;mountains, rivers and beautiful waterfalls which create an amazing scenery. During the&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;succot vacation, I went on a trip with the“&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;mashtzim”, a youth movement .&lt;/span&gt; It was in&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; the Golan Heights. As I said before, it is a very beautiful place, located in the northern part in our marvelous little country.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were in the Golan Heights for two days. On the first day we hiked in “Yehudia stream”. When we entered the water it was extremely cold, and I was “freezing”.&lt;br /&gt;The climbing was difficult, because the place contains many rocks. Then all of a sudden, I fell and as a result I began limping. Despite the unpleasant injury, it was a lovely, sunny day. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;On the second day we visited Gamla. Nowadays Gamla is an archeological ancient city in the Golan Heights. &lt;/span&gt;When we were in Gamla we saw a synagogue which used for prayer until the destruction of the Second Temple. There are many eagles, and there for we had to keep silent.Gamla is a place, which I enjoyed visiting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I recommend with all my heart to visit &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;the fascinating Golan Heights. And &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;exploit every minute, because we may not enjoy this place in the years to come due to the dispute with the Syrians.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Very good work, May. Please correct your work.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Daphna.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/574611218170947092-6426255973545113248?l=mayushkugel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mayushkugel.blogspot.com/feeds/6426255973545113248/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=574611218170947092&amp;postID=6426255973545113248' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/574611218170947092/posts/default/6426255973545113248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/574611218170947092/posts/default/6426255973545113248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mayushkugel.blogspot.com/2008/11/golan-heights.html' title='The Golan Heights'/><author><name>Mayush</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14761292680617656901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kU6JPaGuyUM/Sre0DXWm-CI/AAAAAAAAAEg/sIAXOJq3aMU/S220/9620_1141689816515_1055537612_30361932_4927631_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-574611218170947092.post-2674017980100804398</id><published>2008-10-11T02:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-15T05:37:40.163-07:00</updated><title type='text'>MY BEST FRIEND REUT</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" align="left"&gt;The person I want to write about is my cousin Reut. My mother and her mother are sisters. She is three years younger than me. She was born on July 8, 1996. We see each other a lot. She is my best friend, and we always go on trips together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reut has three brothers. She is the youngest in her family. She loves to come to my house and since she doesn't have a sister I am like a sister for her. I love her because she is always happy and she has a lot of energy. Reut is much smaller than me. She has big &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;green&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;eyes (the color green). She is beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reut is in the 7th grade. She is very smart and she loves to help me with my homework. She knows how to use the computer very well. Reut and I like to go ice skating and go bowling together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To conclude, Reut is a very friendly person. We both like the same things. I feel she is like my little sister. Neither of us is perfect but we both love each other any way. I am happy she is my couisn. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div dir="ltr" align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div dir="ltr" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Very good work. I really liked your essay. It was interesting, clear, well written and to the point. Well done!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div dir="ltr" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Daphna.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/574611218170947092-2674017980100804398?l=mayushkugel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mayushkugel.blogspot.com/feeds/2674017980100804398/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=574611218170947092&amp;postID=2674017980100804398' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/574611218170947092/posts/default/2674017980100804398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/574611218170947092/posts/default/2674017980100804398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mayushkugel.blogspot.com/2008/10/my-best-friend-reut.html' title='MY BEST FRIEND REUT'/><author><name>Mayush</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14761292680617656901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kU6JPaGuyUM/Sre0DXWm-CI/AAAAAAAAAEg/sIAXOJq3aMU/S220/9620_1141689816515_1055537612_30361932_4927631_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-574611218170947092.post-1819130769652161535</id><published>2008-09-18T03:12:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-15T05:37:57.797-07:00</updated><title type='text'>DEPICTION OF MYSELF</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;My name is May and I am fifteen years old. I live in Israel,I have one brother and one sister. Through &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;this essay I am going to tell about my life and myself. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div dir="ltr" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div dir="ltr" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div dir="ltr" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div dir="ltr" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I would like to share with you my hobbies which&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; are mainly singing and riding horses. Moreover, I like to skate on ice, watch spanish soap operas, hike with my family and have a good time with my friends. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;In my spare time, I usually watch television, go to the mall and to parties&lt;/span&gt; with my friends. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;But during holidays, I always go on trips with my family. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#000000;"&gt;When I meet with my friends, I generally talk with them about things that happened to me, go to the movies, the mall etc. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div dir="ltr" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div dir="ltr" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div dir="ltr" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div dir="ltr" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div dir="ltr" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I like the teachers in school because&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; they always help me with my problems. I also like to go on trips with my classmates and with the "Mashazzim(youth movenment)". But I don't like the homework given at school because sometimes they are hard. In addition, I don't like the violence at school because it may risk innocent people's lives which isn't rightful. I mostly like the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#000000;"&gt;spanish lessons. Firstly, the teacher is very nice. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Secondly, Eduardo, the teacher, teaches the subject very well and in a special and funny way. For example, he always&lt;/span&gt; plays us spanish songs in the class&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div dir="ltr" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div dir="ltr" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div dir="ltr" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div dir="ltr" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div dir="ltr" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;After I wrote about myself and my opinion about my school, my expectations from this coming year &lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;are getting good grades, to be a better person and a better friend. I wish everybody would have a sweet and a good year.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div dir="ltr" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div dir="ltr" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div dir="ltr" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div dir="ltr" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Good work.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div dir="ltr" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Daphna&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/574611218170947092-1819130769652161535?l=mayushkugel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mayushkugel.blogspot.com/feeds/1819130769652161535/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=574611218170947092&amp;postID=1819130769652161535' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/574611218170947092/posts/default/1819130769652161535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/574611218170947092/posts/default/1819130769652161535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mayushkugel.blogspot.com/2008/09/depiction-of-myself.html' title='DEPICTION OF MYSELF'/><author><name>Mayush</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14761292680617656901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kU6JPaGuyUM/Sre0DXWm-CI/AAAAAAAAAEg/sIAXOJq3aMU/S220/9620_1141689816515_1055537612_30361932_4927631_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
