<?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-8630436</id><updated>2011-04-21T11:43:29.991-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ashleighs' Place</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ashmatau.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8630436/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ashmatau.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Huiakama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01542311520049635356</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>20</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8630436.post-642162964638921382</id><published>2007-12-19T12:01:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-19T12:24:09.695-08:00</updated><title type='text'>YOU ARE SPECIAL!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>Hay you! Yes you!&lt;br /&gt;are you feeling blue?&lt;br /&gt;then keep reading!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you know that you are special?&lt;br /&gt;Well you are!&lt;br /&gt;YOu are special because YOU are the only person in the world like&lt;br /&gt;YOU and you should be happy put a smile on your dial&lt;br /&gt;and remember me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;write to me and I'll reply sooner or later!&lt;br /&gt;hope to hear from you soon&lt;br /&gt;Ashleigh Olivia Holtham&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8630436-642162964638921382?l=ashmatau.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ashmatau.blogspot.com/feeds/642162964638921382/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8630436&amp;postID=642162964638921382' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8630436/posts/default/642162964638921382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8630436/posts/default/642162964638921382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ashmatau.blogspot.com/2007/12/you-are-special.html' title='YOU ARE SPECIAL!!!!!!'/><author><name>Huiakama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01542311520049635356</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8630436.post-3353469390961786487</id><published>2007-12-19T12:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-19T12:12:52.285-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gaurdians of Ga'hoole</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;READ THESE BOOKS!!!!!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THEY ARE AMAZING !!!!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;THE&lt;/span&gt; GAURDIANS OF GA'HOOLE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have read numbers.....................&lt;br /&gt;#1&lt;br /&gt;#2&lt;br /&gt;#3&lt;br /&gt;#4&lt;br /&gt;#5&lt;br /&gt;#6&lt;br /&gt;#7&lt;br /&gt;#8&lt;br /&gt;#9&lt;br /&gt;#10&lt;br /&gt;and I am reading at the moment ................&lt;br /&gt;#11&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;STILL TO READ&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#12&lt;br /&gt;#13&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;READ THEM THEY ARE CCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOLLLLLLL!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8630436-3353469390961786487?l=ashmatau.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ashmatau.blogspot.com/feeds/3353469390961786487/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8630436&amp;postID=3353469390961786487' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8630436/posts/default/3353469390961786487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8630436/posts/default/3353469390961786487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ashmatau.blogspot.com/2007/12/gaurdians-of-gahoole.html' title='Gaurdians of Ga&apos;hoole'/><author><name>Huiakama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01542311520049635356</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8630436.post-112440146403796513</id><published>2005-08-18T14:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-18T14:44:24.043-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Fight to the End</title><content type='html'>The Fight to the End&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Once there was a frog called Sam and a mouse called Sammy they were good friends. &lt;br /&gt;One day they were walking along the riverbank and they found a funny thing floating in the water they decided to pay a game.&lt;br /&gt;“Last one to touch that thing is in,” said Sam.&lt;br /&gt; But I can’t swim said Sammy. &lt;br /&gt;“Ho that’s true,” said Sam so he hopped in the water and let Sammy hop on. They swam nearer and nearer and then Sam felt danger around him. &lt;br /&gt;He saw an eel swim to the floating thing and then it got caged. &lt;br /&gt;He swam back to the side of the pond “did you see that”said Sam.&lt;br /&gt;“No I didn’t” said Sammy “that ell got trapped by that thing” said Sammy “holly cow that is serious.”&lt;br /&gt; Said Sammy “yes it is” said Sam “We should tell the kernel.”&lt;br /&gt;“Hi kernel there is something we want to tell you very secretly,” said Sam &lt;br /&gt;“Come in come in tell me what you want to tell me surprise me with anything yell it in my face.” “Well it just that theres a thing in the water and an ell got trapped by touching it!” said Sammy “That’s the problem,” said Sam &lt;br /&gt;The kernel turned around and eyed the two figures “were is this thing” he said wisely&lt;br /&gt;And followed them to the lake Mrs. Goose was trapped on the top of the water and the eel was trapped underneath the water how are we going to get them out of the traps well have to wait and see said Sam well have to wait and see…………..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8630436-112440146403796513?l=ashmatau.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ashmatau.blogspot.com/feeds/112440146403796513/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8630436&amp;postID=112440146403796513' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8630436/posts/default/112440146403796513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8630436/posts/default/112440146403796513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ashmatau.blogspot.com/2005/08/fight-to-end.html' title='The Fight to the End'/><author><name>Huiakama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01542311520049635356</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8630436.post-111895912273759623</id><published>2005-06-16T14:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-16T14:58:42.743-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I AM!</title><content type='html'>I AM! &lt;br /&gt;I am all I hear&lt;br /&gt;I hear the pens clicking to their own beat.&lt;br /&gt;I hear the car whizzing past very loudly.&lt;br /&gt;I hear the class chattering when we are moving on.&lt;br /&gt;I am all I see&lt;br /&gt;I see a skipping rope waiting quietly for me to use it.&lt;br /&gt;I see a bird flying freely in the breeze.&lt;br /&gt;I see the dog panting as it runs round the court.&lt;br /&gt;I am all I remember &lt;br /&gt;I remember going on a pirate ship when I was little.&lt;br /&gt;I remember a bull add &lt;br /&gt;I remember getting dressed up like a pirate&lt;br /&gt;I am all I know&lt;br /&gt;I know Sandy’s wooly smile   &lt;br /&gt;I know mum’s kind laugh  &lt;br /&gt;I know Rogers soft and quiet voice &lt;br /&gt;I am all I am&lt;br /&gt;I’m an eleven-year-old girl&lt;br /&gt;I am a little farm girl&lt;br /&gt;I am a lone Guide member.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8630436-111895912273759623?l=ashmatau.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ashmatau.blogspot.com/feeds/111895912273759623/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8630436&amp;postID=111895912273759623' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8630436/posts/default/111895912273759623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8630436/posts/default/111895912273759623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ashmatau.blogspot.com/2005/06/i-am.html' title='I AM!'/><author><name>Huiakama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01542311520049635356</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8630436.post-111654119470780599</id><published>2005-05-19T15:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-19T15:19:54.713-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Review</title><content type='html'>Review&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Name: Wizards Web&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Platform: Microsoft &amp; Windows &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Genre: it’s a maths game &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Description &amp; Purpose: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You need to choose a times table. &lt;br /&gt;Then you have to answer with a number &lt;br /&gt;like 25.   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The purpose of Wizards web is to learn to do &lt;br /&gt;times tables.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good thing: The good thing about Wizards Web &lt;br /&gt;is that it is a good game for all ages. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bad thing: The bad thing about Wizards Web is -  well there is nothing bad about it! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think Wizards Web is appropriate for all ages.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8630436-111654119470780599?l=ashmatau.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ashmatau.blogspot.com/feeds/111654119470780599/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8630436&amp;postID=111654119470780599' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8630436/posts/default/111654119470780599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8630436/posts/default/111654119470780599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ashmatau.blogspot.com/2005/05/review.html' title='Review'/><author><name>Huiakama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01542311520049635356</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8630436.post-111499091572296673</id><published>2005-05-01T16:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-01T18:30:25.913-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Flood</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="float: right; margin-left: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px;"&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/93611051@N00/11837601/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos7.flickr.com/11837601_af9e8f0a77_m.jpg" alt="" style="border: solid 2px #000000;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: 0.9em; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;  &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/93611051@N00/11837601/"&gt;DSC03322&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;  Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/93611051@N00/"&gt;Matau&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;This morning I couidn't come to school because the road was blocked by a slip.I got to school at play time. The picture is the river behind Mr Barnes house.&lt;br clear="all" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8630436-111499091572296673?l=ashmatau.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ashmatau.blogspot.com/feeds/111499091572296673/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8630436&amp;postID=111499091572296673' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8630436/posts/default/111499091572296673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8630436/posts/default/111499091572296673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ashmatau.blogspot.com/2005/05/flood.html' title='Flood'/><author><name>Huiakama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01542311520049635356</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8630436.post-111343051484053461</id><published>2005-04-13T15:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-13T15:15:14.840-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Birthday</title><content type='html'>The Birthday                                                                                                                                                                      It was Pekachews birthday. The sun was shining bright. She was so excited that she was almost crying. We made a cake out of sand and flowers. She loved it that she was a pig. My mum said happy birthday to her she loved      &lt;br /&gt;that.&lt;br /&gt;   When it was time to go home from school I couldn't find Peckachew. Victoria found her and then took Peckachew to her place for the night and gave her back in the morning.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8630436-111343051484053461?l=ashmatau.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ashmatau.blogspot.com/feeds/111343051484053461/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8630436&amp;postID=111343051484053461' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8630436/posts/default/111343051484053461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8630436/posts/default/111343051484053461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ashmatau.blogspot.com/2005/04/birthday.html' title='The Birthday'/><author><name>Huiakama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01542311520049635356</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8630436.post-111326279806730483</id><published>2005-04-11T16:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-11T16:39:58.066-07:00</updated><title type='text'>T-Ball</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="float: right; margin-left: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px;"&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/93611051@N00/9151104/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos5.flickr.com/9151104_324db4490e_m.jpg" alt="" style="border: solid 2px #000000;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: 0.9em; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;  &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/93611051@N00/9151104/"&gt;DSC03151&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;  Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/93611051@N00/"&gt;Matau&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;This is my team playing T-ball .We had a sports day and all our schools came to play&lt;br clear="all" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8630436-111326279806730483?l=ashmatau.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ashmatau.blogspot.com/feeds/111326279806730483/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8630436&amp;postID=111326279806730483' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8630436/posts/default/111326279806730483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8630436/posts/default/111326279806730483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ashmatau.blogspot.com/2005/04/t-ball.html' title='T-Ball'/><author><name>Huiakama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01542311520049635356</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8630436.post-110988965961332682</id><published>2005-03-03T14:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-20T15:16:00.460-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ashleigh</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="float: right; margin-left: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px;"&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/93611051@N00/5552489/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos4.flickr.com/5552489_e7c6468229_m.jpg" alt="" style="border: solid 2px #000000;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: 0.9em; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;  &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/93611051@N00/5552489/"&gt;DSC03066&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;  Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/93611051@N00/"&gt;Matau&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br clear="all" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8630436-110988965961332682?l=ashmatau.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ashmatau.blogspot.com/feeds/110988965961332682/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8630436&amp;postID=110988965961332682' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8630436/posts/default/110988965961332682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8630436/posts/default/110988965961332682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ashmatau.blogspot.com/2005/03/ashleigh.html' title='Ashleigh'/><author><name>Huiakama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01542311520049635356</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8630436.post-110988529178264032</id><published>2005-03-03T13:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-03T13:28:11.783-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Hump</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="float: right; margin-left: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px;"&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/93611051@N00/5832002/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos3.flickr.com/5832002_216489a1a1_m.jpg" alt="" style="border: solid 2px #000000;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: 0.9em; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;  &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/93611051@N00/5832002/"&gt;DSC03070&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;  Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/93611051@N00/"&gt;Matau&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I'm standing on the hump but I dont want to save it!&lt;br clear="all" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8630436-110988529178264032?l=ashmatau.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ashmatau.blogspot.com/feeds/110988529178264032/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8630436&amp;postID=110988529178264032' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8630436/posts/default/110988529178264032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8630436/posts/default/110988529178264032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ashmatau.blogspot.com/2005/03/hump.html' title='The Hump'/><author><name>Huiakama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01542311520049635356</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8630436.post-110988459939684395</id><published>2005-03-03T13:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-03T13:16:39.396-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wooden House</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="float: right; margin-left: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px;"&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/93611051@N00/5768655/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos4.flickr.com/5768655_1e5f31f76d_m.jpg" alt="" style="border: solid 2px #000000;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: 0.9em; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;  &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/93611051@N00/5768655/"&gt;DSC03020&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;  Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/93611051@N00/"&gt;Matau&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I took a photo inside a hut. I love the way the light streams in the peep holes&lt;br clear="all" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8630436-110988459939684395?l=ashmatau.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ashmatau.blogspot.com/feeds/110988459939684395/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8630436&amp;postID=110988459939684395' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8630436/posts/default/110988459939684395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8630436/posts/default/110988459939684395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ashmatau.blogspot.com/2005/03/wooden-house_03.html' title='Wooden House'/><author><name>Huiakama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01542311520049635356</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8630436.post-110988409134180878</id><published>2005-03-03T13:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-20T15:17:04.636-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Green Machine</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="float: right; margin-left: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px;"&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/93611051@N00/5555562/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos6.flickr.com/5555562_1d854e09ea_m.jpg" alt="" style="border: solid 2px #000000;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: 0.9em; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;  &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/93611051@N00/5555562/"&gt;DSC02942&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;  Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/93611051@N00/"&gt;Matau&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;This is me and Victoria on the green machine.&lt;br clear="all" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8630436-110988409134180878?l=ashmatau.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ashmatau.blogspot.com/feeds/110988409134180878/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8630436&amp;postID=110988409134180878' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8630436/posts/default/110988409134180878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8630436/posts/default/110988409134180878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ashmatau.blogspot.com/2005/03/green-machine.html' title='The Green Machine'/><author><name>Huiakama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01542311520049635356</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8630436.post-110988369704086802</id><published>2005-03-03T13:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-20T15:17:51.563-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kayak Race</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="float: right; margin-left: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px;"&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/93611051@N00/5556406/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos5.flickr.com/5556406_0ce5fec062_m.jpg" alt="" style="border: solid 2px #000000;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: 0.9em; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;  &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/93611051@N00/5556406/"&gt;DSC02954&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;  Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/93611051@N00/"&gt;Matau&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I'm racing Aaron across the kayaks.&lt;br clear="all" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8630436-110988369704086802?l=ashmatau.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ashmatau.blogspot.com/feeds/110988369704086802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8630436&amp;postID=110988369704086802' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8630436/posts/default/110988369704086802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8630436/posts/default/110988369704086802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ashmatau.blogspot.com/2005/03/kayak-race.html' title='Kayak Race'/><author><name>Huiakama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01542311520049635356</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8630436.post-110979888958778813</id><published>2005-03-02T13:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-02T13:28:09.590-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kayaks</title><content type='html'>Kayaks&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;My school went for a school trip. We were taught how to paddle with a paddle and then it was time to hop in the kayaks and we were told not to go out further than the boys. As we sat on the kayaks we had a race to the other side of the pond and then we joined together and then the instructor put a lolly on a kayak and then the person who has the lolly on their kayak had 5 seconds to get away.  Then we went and tried to get the lolly off of the kayak. I was on a double kayak with Victoria we had a go with a lolly too and when we had finished learning, the instructor let us do what we wanted to do. Mrs Mansell and me went to kayak around the island and then back. Then I went to get a buoy for the lady. It was so heavy I couldn’t swim fast then she showed me another way to carry it and then it was time to go and have lunch.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8630436-110979888958778813?l=ashmatau.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ashmatau.blogspot.com/feeds/110979888958778813/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8630436&amp;postID=110979888958778813' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8630436/posts/default/110979888958778813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8630436/posts/default/110979888958778813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ashmatau.blogspot.com/2005/03/kayaks.html' title='Kayaks'/><author><name>Huiakama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01542311520049635356</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8630436.post-110746539245900083</id><published>2005-02-03T13:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-07T18:03:07.466-08:00</updated><title type='text'>THE  HOLIDAYS</title><content type='html'>The holidays kicked off with Christmas.&lt;br /&gt;I got a bag of lollies, rollerblades, books, hair ties , dolls, game boyn, fishing rod, some clothes, towel and some money. We had three Christmas's, one in New Plymouth , one in Feilding , and one in Stratford. We had three Christmas 's because we have three families.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   The Holidays kicked back.&lt;br /&gt;In the holidays we went to the school pool. I gave William a ride. It was so cool after a hot day after hay making.&lt;br /&gt;When we got home I straight away went and asked Roger what we were doing tomorrow and he said that we were doing sheep yahhhho I yelled. we had tea and went to bed. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   Back  To School No! &lt;br /&gt;I hate school it's the worst day of my life. I definitely hate it because the&lt;br /&gt;kids at school hurt me and my brother. This year I have no friends &lt;br /&gt;because my friend ditched me so if anyone wants to be friends with me write to Matau school I hope to hear from you .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8630436-110746539245900083?l=ashmatau.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ashmatau.blogspot.com/feeds/110746539245900083/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8630436&amp;postID=110746539245900083' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8630436/posts/default/110746539245900083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8630436/posts/default/110746539245900083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ashmatau.blogspot.com/2005/02/holidays.html' title='THE  HOLIDAYS'/><author><name>Huiakama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01542311520049635356</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8630436.post-110455753522713861</id><published>2004-12-31T21:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-12-31T21:32:15.226-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Magic Garden </title><content type='html'>The Magic Garden&lt;br /&gt;Once upon a time there was a lovely lady and she lived in a beautiful castle with a magical&lt;br /&gt;garden .&lt;br /&gt;She lived alone because her mother and father were dead .&lt;br /&gt;She had lots of money so she bought herself some pets and they would look around her garden.&lt;br /&gt;She found a swing she tried it and then it broke so she bought a new one .&lt;br /&gt;One day when she was in town she saw a very nice man and they instantly fell in love.&lt;br /&gt;She was in a hurry so she kept on going he followed her so he wouldn’t lose her.&lt;br /&gt;She went into a telephone shop and she got a mobile phone and then she went out the door and bumped into him "whopps" she dropped her mobile .&lt;br /&gt;Here I’ll pick it up for you madam&lt;br /&gt;why thank you sir she said were you following me ?&lt;br /&gt;"why yes . I love you and I don’t want to lose you."&lt;br /&gt;"well I’m just going to the supermarket and then home ".&lt;br /&gt;"OK ,I’ll come with you ".&lt;br /&gt;"thank you for helping me get my groceries."&lt;br /&gt;"now I must go home"&lt;br /&gt;"wait can I come too?"&lt;br /&gt;"come on hop in ".&lt;br /&gt;brrim brrim "do you live anywhere?"&lt;br /&gt;"no I don’t have a house . I’m homeless".&lt;br /&gt;"come and live with me then. I have seven rooms so make your self at home".&lt;br /&gt;"cool".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8630436-110455753522713861?l=ashmatau.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ashmatau.blogspot.com/feeds/110455753522713861/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8630436&amp;postID=110455753522713861' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8630436/posts/default/110455753522713861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8630436/posts/default/110455753522713861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ashmatau.blogspot.com/2004/12/magic-garden.html' title='The Magic Garden '/><author><name>Huiakama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01542311520049635356</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8630436.post-110081664402670182</id><published>2004-11-18T14:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-11-18T14:24:04.026-08:00</updated><title type='text'>MONSTER    AAAAAAAAAAHHH!!!!</title><content type='html'>I was walking on the sand at the beach.&lt;br /&gt;Then I went to get my togs on&lt;br /&gt;then I heard something.&lt;br /&gt;"Aaaaaaaah!" it screamed. Everybody rushed to see.&lt;br /&gt;Then they stopped on the dry, crusty sand, stunned and shocked&lt;br /&gt;to see an eye, with a green eye lid disappear in the water. The girl was frightened and stiff. The life guard said that he would look after the children.&lt;br /&gt;But first thing was to ask the people if they had all of their children.&lt;br /&gt;One person said no. The rest said yes.&lt;br /&gt;The life guard looked around the river and up trees and in the deepest parts of the river but no child. Then he gave up. then I went to put my togs on again. This time I got them on then it happened again. But then I saw the monster had someone. I told the life guard then he told me a story but I think it was real then I thought&lt;br /&gt;of an idea aha I splutter I have a solution. I told everybody and we got to work with ropes and a net.&lt;br /&gt;Then we all hid in the scrunch grass&lt;br /&gt;then someone went into the changing rooms. The monster came out with a screaming child. He walked closer and closer to the changing rooms. now I said and we let the rope go. the monster ran and jumped back into the river. I yelled with excitement we have caught him.&lt;br /&gt;Now pull him up we heaved up the monster and took the head off then we found that it was the life guards child.&lt;br /&gt;we sighed with relief.&lt;br /&gt;THE END&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8630436-110081664402670182?l=ashmatau.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ashmatau.blogspot.com/feeds/110081664402670182/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8630436&amp;postID=110081664402670182' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8630436/posts/default/110081664402670182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8630436/posts/default/110081664402670182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ashmatau.blogspot.com/2004/11/monster-aaaaaaaaaahhh.html' title='MONSTER    AAAAAAAAAAHHH!!!!'/><author><name>Huiakama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01542311520049635356</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8630436.post-109960279022606251</id><published>2004-11-04T13:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-11-04T13:13:10.226-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A DOG  CALLED  BINGO</title><content type='html'>Once upon a time there was a dog called Bingo. He lived with a nasty family. They gave him a smelly old basket that had some fleas in it.&lt;br /&gt;He didn't sleep in it so they had to lock him in a wardrobe. He howled all of the night and in the morning they were so tired that they fell over and&lt;br /&gt;wet their pants at the same time.&lt;br /&gt;The neighbours hadn't had any sleep either so they brought Bingo a&lt;br /&gt;dog house.&lt;br /&gt;Then they went for a trip in their car. They stop and open the door.&lt;br /&gt;"There dog you go and kill those sheep."&lt;br /&gt;Instead he went and rounded them up because they were on the road.&lt;br /&gt;Then the farmer came and said "You have a good dog."&lt;br /&gt;But the people in the car growled him instead of saying Good Boy.&lt;br /&gt;Then Bingo went somewhere. They followed him then they found that he went to a house fire.&lt;br /&gt;Then he went into the house and came out with a baby.&lt;br /&gt;The news crew came with a helicopter&lt;br /&gt;they were so surprised that Bingo had rescued a baby.&lt;br /&gt;The crew men asked the people who owned Bingo if they could have him.&lt;br /&gt;The people said yes.&lt;br /&gt;They swapped Bingo for 5000 dollars.&lt;br /&gt;and they made a school for bad people.&lt;br /&gt;They lived meanly as they could.&lt;br /&gt;With a shine that has a dog just like Bingo.&lt;br /&gt;With a cross through the middle of it.&lt;br /&gt;the next day they found a puppy with some food and milk at there front&lt;br /&gt;door.&lt;br /&gt;"No"! they shouted and that is the end of the story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8630436-109960279022606251?l=ashmatau.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ashmatau.blogspot.com/feeds/109960279022606251/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8630436&amp;postID=109960279022606251' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8630436/posts/default/109960279022606251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8630436/posts/default/109960279022606251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ashmatau.blogspot.com/2004/11/dog-called-bingo.html' title='A DOG  CALLED  BINGO'/><author><name>Huiakama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01542311520049635356</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8630436.post-109891175348313270</id><published>2004-10-27T14:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-10-27T14:15:53.483-07:00</updated><title type='text'>FAIRY  BALL</title><content type='html'>Once upon a time there was a girl called Starlight. She liked going into&lt;br /&gt;the forest. She made little houses out of ferns. One day she was walking through the forest when she grew smaller and smaller.&lt;br /&gt;" Help!" she yelled but she was too late. She was helpless because she was as tiny as a fairy.&lt;br /&gt;"What will Gran think"she sobbed. Suddenly some little boys with wings&lt;br /&gt;came out from some weeds. Hey you're that girl who made houses for us they said.&lt;br /&gt;"I a.....m" she sniffed.&lt;br /&gt;would you like to help me yes pleas they said well you are going to half to pack your stuff why because we will grow back to our normal selves OK (the boys go and pack) we are all ready lets go then on they went until they found a rainbow. look the forgotten rainbow the boys said Yes we are saved no wear not why not she said because our mums told us not to walk under that similar rainbow the boys said "now how are going to get home"&lt;br /&gt;she grabbed the boys and ran to the rainbow suddenly they were to there normal selves "yes "they skipped and danced and then they skipped to her house and lived happerly ever after.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8630436-109891175348313270?l=ashmatau.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ashmatau.blogspot.com/feeds/109891175348313270/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8630436&amp;postID=109891175348313270' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8630436/posts/default/109891175348313270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8630436/posts/default/109891175348313270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ashmatau.blogspot.com/2004/10/fairy-ball.html' title='FAIRY  BALL'/><author><name>Huiakama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01542311520049635356</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8630436.post-109718969916256832</id><published>2004-10-07T15:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-10-07T15:54:59.163-07:00</updated><title type='text'>About Me</title><content type='html'>I live in Matau in Taranaki New Zealand. We have eight dogs, five cats and one kitten. I live on a farm.  I am ten years old and I go to Matau school. In winter I play netball. I like drawing, watching TV and going to the movies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8630436-109718969916256832?l=ashmatau.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ashmatau.blogspot.com/feeds/109718969916256832/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8630436&amp;postID=109718969916256832' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8630436/posts/default/109718969916256832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8630436/posts/default/109718969916256832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ashmatau.blogspot.com/2004/10/about-me.html' title='About Me'/><author><name>Huiakama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01542311520049635356</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
