<?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-21560616</id><updated>2011-08-31T03:51:13.549-07:00</updated><title type='text'>theheaven</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diazedwind88.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21560616/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diazedwind88.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>hunter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00153027181611894777</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>14</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21560616.post-114796783092695734</id><published>2006-05-18T08:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-18T17:01:50.926-07:00</updated><title type='text'>2 CORRECTION</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1836/2182/1600/Pareja.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1836/2182/320/Pareja.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;Jack Friedhamm was born in New York on October 25, 1965. He began school at the age of six and continued until he was 18 years. Then, he went to New York University to learn Medicine; He decided it because he liked biology when he was at school. While he was in University, he met his wife Cindy who was a beautiful woman with long black hair. They went along for years before they decided getting married. Jack began to work like a doctor as soon as he graduated from Medical School. They had two children named Jackie and Peter, and have lived in Queens since the past two years. Jack was very interested painting and liked to paint portraits of his sun Peter.&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/21560616-114796783092695734?l=diazedwind88.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diazedwind88.blogspot.com/feeds/114796783092695734/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21560616&amp;postID=114796783092695734' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21560616/posts/default/114796783092695734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21560616/posts/default/114796783092695734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diazedwind88.blogspot.com/2006/05/2-correction.html' title='2 CORRECTION'/><author><name>hunter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00153027181611894777</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-21560616.post-114796715219224934</id><published>2006-05-18T08:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-18T08:45:52.193-07:00</updated><title type='text'>CORRECTION</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1836/2182/1600/USA.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1836/2182/320/USA.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;There were several differences between Washington and Lincoln. Washington came from a wealthy aristocratic background and he had several years of schooling. On the contrary, Lincoln came from a poor background and had very little schooling. Another difference between the two involved their military roles. Washington was a general, was a military leader and later became president. Lincoln never served in the military; he was a lawyer who early on became a politician. When he became president, he took on the role of commander in chief, as all U.S. presidents do. Despite of his lack of military background or training, Lincoln made several strategic decisions that enabled the U.S. military leaders to win the Civil War. Finally, Washington served for two terms and therefore had eight years to accomplish his policies. Lincoln, on the other hand, was assassinated. While in office and was not able to finish some of the things that he wanted for the country. &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/21560616-114796715219224934?l=diazedwind88.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diazedwind88.blogspot.com/feeds/114796715219224934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21560616&amp;postID=114796715219224934' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21560616/posts/default/114796715219224934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21560616/posts/default/114796715219224934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diazedwind88.blogspot.com/2006/05/correction.html' title='CORRECTION'/><author><name>hunter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00153027181611894777</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-21560616.post-114796507432131794</id><published>2006-05-18T08:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-18T08:31:13.643-07:00</updated><title type='text'>REFLECTION</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1836/2182/1600/reflexion.png"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1836/2182/320/reflexion.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;The semester is almost over and I consider that it has been very productive, because I have learned a lot, especially in writing. Now I know how is the correct way to write an essay and some clues to write better essays. That is very important for my carrier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the other hand, I think that we should have practiced more speaking because I want to improve mi oral skills.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In conclusion, now that I finished my 3 level, I can say that I have improved my English abilities, as speaking, writing, listening and reading. I think that I am more confident to go out and work within business environment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe that the course will be more interesting if you do some games that help us to improve our English abilities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I deserve as my final note 4.7 because, I am conscious that I am not the best student but I have done an effort to improve my English skills and I believe that I got an excellent result.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/21560616-114796507432131794?l=diazedwind88.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diazedwind88.blogspot.com/feeds/114796507432131794/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21560616&amp;postID=114796507432131794' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21560616/posts/default/114796507432131794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21560616/posts/default/114796507432131794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diazedwind88.blogspot.com/2006/05/reflection.html' title='REFLECTION'/><author><name>hunter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00153027181611894777</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-21560616.post-114796313258797684</id><published>2006-05-18T07:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-18T08:14:47.343-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1836/2182/1600/1117713388_0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1836/2182/320/1117713388_0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;A DANGEROUS HABIT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;By: Edwin Diaz roa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;Smoking is one of the most common illnesses in our days. It begins as a game, then turns into a habit and finally a necessity. Doctors say that a person becomes addicted to smoking when he or she can not leave it, because they suffer a very strong attachment towards it. In other words, they would only feel comfortable with a cigarette in their mouths and smoke in their lungs. Young people are more inclined to this unhealthy habit, and as a consequence are the greatest affected; many of them start smoking just because their friends do it and they want to be accepted among them, or because smoking means “fashion.” Whatever the reasons are, smoking is more dangerous than it seems. Smoking is the major cause of death around the world because it produces lung cancer, reduces longevity to a half, and decreases physical resistance. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;Lungs are very important organs for our lives because they are in charge of our breathing. When these organs absorb the cigar smoke their cells are hurt and they can develop cancer. When that happen all the cells are contaminated and the lungs do not work properly any more. The worst thing is that lung cancer can contaminate other organs and destroy them, too; as a result, death would be next door. Besides, cancer is not only a painful disease but also its treatment is very expensive. At the same time, people around the smoker are affected likewise, because they inhale the smoke and can develop the same lethal diseases. Those people are considered passive smokers. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;Moreover, according to recent researches when a person smokes cigarettes, he or she loses one minute of his or her life time. It does not seem like so much, but if one person daily smokes 2 boxes of cigarettes which contain 20 cigarettes each, multiplied by 7 days in a week or 30 days in a month and so on, it really means much time. Most of people want a long and healthy life because they want to see their sons or daughters graduated from university, married and with children; nonetheless, they do not take care of themselves and lose their lives smoking. All this time lost could be spent in more joyful experiences such the family and close relatives. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;On the other hand, people who usually smoke can not do physical efforts. It is very common to see smokers who have difficulty to breathing when they are going up stairs, climbing a high mountain or running. That happened as a result of the bad shape of their lungs. For young people, this situation is very frustrating because their life is very quick and their bodies are not able to do all the activities that they should. Anyway, adolescents do not pay much attention to this and just live their lives without fear. This attitude can produce future breathing problems.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;Despite everything mentioned before, people continue smoking because according to them the cigar is a good friend in several moments. For instance, people smoke when they have cold because it can keep their bodies warm, but the question is why can they not wear covered and thick clothes of wool, or use a fireplace for keeping their bodies warm? This solution is not harmful. Also the cigar is used when people are depressed or worried. This situation is little bit more delicate and they should see a doctor because they are using the cigar as antidepressant or tranquillizer. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;Unhealthy habits can produce awful consequences, because as mentioned before, smoking can produce lung cancer, reduce the life time and physical resistance. However, many people around the world continue consuming more cigars without any precaution because they prefer to live a happy short life rather than an unhappy long life. But does smoking really give you happiness? Real happiness is spending a nice time with people you love. &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/21560616-114796313258797684?l=diazedwind88.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diazedwind88.blogspot.com/feeds/114796313258797684/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21560616&amp;postID=114796313258797684' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21560616/posts/default/114796313258797684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21560616/posts/default/114796313258797684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diazedwind88.blogspot.com/2006/05/dangerous-habitby-edwin-diaz-roa.html' title=''/><author><name>hunter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00153027181611894777</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-21560616.post-114796245403660906</id><published>2006-05-18T07:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-18T07:27:34.040-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1836/2182/1600/karbala.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1836/2182/320/karbala.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Why Human Bombs?&lt;br /&gt;By: Edwin Diaz Roa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;During hundreds of years, Palestine and Israel have been in an internal conflict to gain the territory known today as Israel. As a consequence, Palestine brought a big phenomenon famous as human bombs. This phenomenon emerged as result of the Al-aqsa Intifada, an Arabic uprising against the continuing Israeli occupation of the Gaza Strip and West Bank occurred in 2000. Human bombs are suicide men or women, who carry a bomb on their bodies in order to kill a mass of people. Most people think these human bombs are crazy and inhuman, but they sure have a reason for acting that way. The main motivations for the human bombs are unemployment, revenge and religious beliefs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;The first cause for Palestinians doing such horrible acts is unemployment. Unemployment is the cause of many constant wars in Israel’s territory; it also creates economic and political instability. Although this country is very rich because of its vast oil reserves, most of its citizens live in poor conditions due to the fact that the nation’s budget is spent on guns or weapons for the army conflict. Being unemployed is a hard condition because people, especially Palestinians, do not have money to eat, pay their bills, pay public services and some other things, and as an effect of this desperate situation, they are forced to do things like killing themselves and many others at the same time. Even worse, those Palestinians who have sons, a wife or a husband and don’t have money to support them are unable to do anything that to improve their economic situation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;The second cause for the suicide bombs is revenge. But why do Palestinians want to get back at Israelis? There are many answers to this. They kill themselves and many people along with suicide bombs. First, during this conflict Palestinians have been humiliated, pursued, ill-treated, hit and incited by the Israeli army. This conduct has increased the anger of Palestinians towards them. On the other hand, Palestinians have lost many things, such as their possessions and their life because the Israeli army manages them. Also they have lost their families and closest relatives because of the massacre that used to happen in there, and the most important thing, their dreams. Many Palestinians think they do not have a future or at least the chance to get a better life and the only way to get it is to kill themselves. Another cause of this revenge is because many young Palestinians have been arrested, tortured in concentrations camps, and also have been obligated to do things that they are not willing to do. For example, “Israeli army arrests young Palestinians during much time and pushes them to become spies and servants. Many of those guys don’t know how to manage this situation and become into human-bombs because they think they would betray their people” (Ateek).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Finally, the third cause for the human bombs is the religious beliefs. “Palestine, according to the Islam believes that any Palestinian murdered by Israel was considered a “martyr”. Therefore, the Hamnas group considers the human bombs as martyrs and their act like martyr operations” (Ateek). It is important to say that based on Islam, many people think paradise is kept for the martyrs. Although the most Palestinians agree with the human suicide, there are others that do not. Those people use to do campaigns to stop them. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Being a human bomb is not as easy as everyone thinks. They are not fanatics of Islam, they are not killers, or just terrorists; they are people like you and me but different in one way. They have suffered a lot because of this conflict, and that is why they act in this way. Maybe we think of a human bomb’s motivations as unemployment, revenge and religious beliefs are not enough for such as horrible acts, but we must know that our reality is very different from the Palestine one and that is sufficient to understand the Palestine thought.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Works Cited&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ateek Naim. Bombas humanas suicidas: Una perspectiva Palestina cristiana. 15 Mar. 2006. &lt;http:&gt;&lt;br /&gt;El origen del conflicto Palestino-Israelí. 11 Mar. 2006 &lt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bauleros.org/TEMAS/PAISES/ISRAEL-PALESTINA/0601orig.htm"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;http://www.bauleros.org/TEMAS/PAISES/ISRAEL-PALESTINA/0601orig.htm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hombres bomba y suicidio en el Islam. 11 Mar. 2006 &lt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.musulmanesandaluces.org/hemeroteca/14/bomba.htm"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;http://www.musulmanesandaluces.org/hemeroteca/14/bomba.htm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Los hombres bomba tienen cerebro. 11 Mar. 2006&lt;br /&gt;&lt;http:&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/21560616-114796245403660906?l=diazedwind88.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diazedwind88.blogspot.com/feeds/114796245403660906/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21560616&amp;postID=114796245403660906' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21560616/posts/default/114796245403660906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21560616/posts/default/114796245403660906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diazedwind88.blogspot.com/2006/05/why-human-bombs-by-edwin-diaz-roa.html' title=''/><author><name>hunter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00153027181611894777</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-21560616.post-114796214559208554</id><published>2006-05-18T07:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-18T07:22:25.596-07:00</updated><title type='text'>CAUSE-EFFECTS ESSAY</title><content type='html'>Why Human Bombs?&lt;br /&gt; During hundreds of years, Palestine and Israel have been in an internal conflict to gain the territory known today as Israel.  In consequence, Palestine brought a big phenomenon famous as human bombs. This phenomenon emerged as result of the Al-aqsa Intifada.  Arabic uprising against the continuing Israeli occupation of the Gaza Strip and West Bank occurred in 2000.  Human bombs are suicide men or woman, whom carries a bomb in their bodies in order to kill a mass of people.  Most people think these human bombs are crazy and inhuman, but they sure have a reason for acting that way.  The main motivations for the human bombs are: unemployment, revenge and religious beliefs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first cause for Palestinians doing such horrible acts is unemployment.  Unemployment is the cause of many constant wars in Israel’s territory; it also creates economic and political instability.  Although this country is very rich because of its vast oil reserves, most of its citizens live on poor conditions due to the nation’s budget is spent in guns or weapons for the army conflict.  Being  unemployed is a hard condition because people, especially Palestinians  don’t have money to eat, to pay their bills, to pay public services and some other things,  and as an effect of this desperate situation they are forced to do things like killing themselves and  many others at the same time.   And even worse, those Palestinians who have sons, a wife or a husband and don’t have money to support them are unable to do anything that to improve their economic situation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The second cause for the suicide bombs is revenge. But why do Palestinians want to get back at Israelis?  There are many answers to this. They kill themselves and many people along with suicide bombs. First, during this conflict Palestinians have been humiliated, pursued, ill-treated, hit and incited by the Israeli army. This conduct has increased the anger of Palestinians towards them.  On the other hand, Palestinians have lost many things, such as their possessions and their life because the Israeli army manages them. Also they have lost their families and closest relatives because of the massacre that use to happen in there, and the most important thing their dreams.  Many Palestinians think they do not have a future or at least the chance to get a better life and the only way to get it is to kill themselves.  Another cause of this revenge is because many young Palestinians have been arrested, tortured in concentrations camps, and also have been obligated to do things that they aren’t willing to do. For example, “Israeli army arrests young Palestinians during much time and pushes them to become spies and servants. Many of those guys don’t know how to manage this situation and become into human-bombs because they think they would betray their people” (Ateek).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Finally, the third cause for the human bombs is the religious beliefs. “Palestine, according to the Islam believes that any Palestinian murdered by Israel was considered a “martyr”.  Therefore, the Hamnas group considers the human bombs as martyrs and their act like martyr operations” (Ateek). It is important to say that based on Islam, many people think paradise is kept for the martyrs. And although the most Palestinians agree with the human suicide, there are others that do not.  Those people use to do campaigns to stop them.&lt;br /&gt;Being a human bomb is not that easy like everybody thinks.  They are not fanatics of Islam, they are not killers, or just terrorists; they are people like you and me but different in one way, they have suffered a lot because of this conflict, and that’s why they act in this way.  Maybe we think human bomb’s motivations as unemployment, revenge and religious beliefs are not enough for such as horrible acts but we must know that our reality is very different from the Palestine one and that is sufficient to understand the Palestine thought. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Works Cited&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Naim Ateek.  Bombas humanas suicidas: Una perspectiva Palestina cristiana. 15 de mar.  2006. &lt;http://thewitness.org/archive/mayjune2003/espanol2.html&gt;&lt;br /&gt; El origen del conflicto Palestino-Israelí.  11 de mar.  2006 &lt;&lt;a href="http://www.bauleros.org/TEMAS/PAISES/ISRAEL-PALESTINA/0601orig.htm"&gt;http://www.bauleros.org/TEMAS/PAISES/ISRAEL-PALESTINA/0601orig.htm&lt;/a&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hombres bomba y suicidio en el Islam.  11 Mar. 2006 &lt;&lt;a href="http://www.musulmanesandaluces.org/hemeroteca/14/bomba.htm"&gt;http://www.musulmanesandaluces.org/hemeroteca/14/bomba.htm&lt;/a&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Los hombres bomba tienen cerebro. 11 Mar. 2006&lt;br /&gt;&lt;http://www.el-mundo.es/cronica/2004/444/1082380597.html&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21560616-114796214559208554?l=diazedwind88.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diazedwind88.blogspot.com/feeds/114796214559208554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21560616&amp;postID=114796214559208554' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21560616/posts/default/114796214559208554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21560616/posts/default/114796214559208554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diazedwind88.blogspot.com/2006/05/cause-effects-essay.html' title='CAUSE-EFFECTS ESSAY'/><author><name>hunter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00153027181611894777</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-21560616.post-114796203741957709</id><published>2006-05-18T07:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-18T08:18:30.776-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;THE CHEAT&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;by: Edwin Diaz Roa&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Have you ever heard of two close friends breaking up their friendship for a woman? That is very common in our society. I thought, it will never happen to me, but I was being naive. My friend and I used to share everything but girlfriend that was our rule, but how rules are make to be broken as he did, and unfortunately I realized it too late. I couldn't do anything to fix it up. I still miss my girlfriend, but even more, my once good friend. He was like the brother I never had. But now, I don’t know whether what I did was right, and for that I am waiting for my punishment. I just implore to God to forgive me because I know they won’t. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything began last year during Melissa’s birthday. Everybody was there: her family, her closest friends, including Matt, my best friend and I. The party was fabulous, the music was so great, there was a lot of beer and everybody was singing, dancing, screaming and drinking everything was fun. At midnight, we started to play the bottle game. It’s that game where one player twists the bottle, and the chosen ones have to kiss each other. Well guess what, during the game my girlfriend, Melissa. and Matt were kissing each other once and again and it looked like they were enjoying every second at it. Finally, I couldn’t stand it and hastily stood up. She realized that I was jealous and stopped the game. I don’t know why I forgave, but I still regret it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that evening everything started to get worse. A couple of times I tried to ask her out but she refused. She always said she was busy or was studying for an exam. I decided to talk with her and find out what the hell was going on. Melissa told me she was very embarrassed to what happened at her birthday, but she needed time to clear her thoughts. I asked several times if there were someone else and she swore me, “No!” I didn’t believe her, but left things like that.&lt;br /&gt;On the other hand, I requested support in my best friend, but when I talked to him about Melissa, his behavior changed suspiciously, and he finished talking about different things. I thought he was also embarrassed, and I told him that everything was clear, he shouldn’t pay attention to that. But I did. Well, anyway, I continued with my pain that was killing me inside and slowly. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the next couple of weeks I didn’t know anything about Melissa. At the same time Matt just talked to me only when it was necessary. At least, one night I talked to Melissa. She told me that I couldn’t be her boyfriend any more because apparently she didn’t love me so there was no reason to be together. I was so angry that violently I hanged the phone. That night I remained awake thinking of all what she said about us, but I was sure that she had broken me up for someone else. That suspicion was making me crazy and I had to find the stupid guy who took my girlfriend away. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few days later, I chased her from the University to her house and from there back again to her university, but I didn’t find anything strange. I was losing my mind, but I didn’t give up. I was sure that there was someone else. One night I stayed in front of her house like I used to do. I saw her going out with a group of friends. Hurriedly I looked for my car and followed them for an hour. Finally, they parked their car at a nightclub out of town, I remained in my car until they got in, but when they showed up there was a guy waiting for them, I didn’t recognize him because he was so far away from me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went into the club and looked for them for a long time, I was unlucky for all those people and darkness. It was impossible. A few minutes later I saw a woman similar to Melissa but she was kissing a man. I got close to her, and yes she was, but the worst thing, the man was Matt. When I saw them kissing again I lost my mind and took a bottle of run on the table next to me and broke it in that bustard’s head. Immediately he fell on the floor and I kicked him several times, Melissa tried to stop me, but she couldn’t. The entire place turned a chaos. My ex-girlfriend cried, Matt stood on the floor with a lot of blood around him and some guys tried to stop me. This scene I will never forget it. Later I ran away in my car for at least two hours during this time I thought and thought but I didn’t find a good reason of why I reacted so aggressively. I felt guilty, so I went back to the club but they were all gone. They were in hospital near there I drove as fast as I could and finally a got to the hospital. There were a lot of policemen and Melissa was hysterically talking to them. When she saw me, pointed out her finger with anger. The policemen arrested me immediately and even I refused because I didn’t know what was happening, they still did. Well, the policeman carried me to the police station. On the way they told me that the victim had died. I couldn’t believe I had killed my best friend for a girl. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is the reason I am here. Waiting for my punishment, that will be al least ten or maybe twenty years, anyway, I destroyed my life for passionate love and now I don’t have anything. I don’t have love; I don’t have friend a and girlfriend either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21560616-114796203741957709?l=diazedwind88.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diazedwind88.blogspot.com/feeds/114796203741957709/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21560616&amp;postID=114796203741957709' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21560616/posts/default/114796203741957709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21560616/posts/default/114796203741957709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diazedwind88.blogspot.com/2006/05/cheatby-edwin-diaz-roa-have-you-ever.html' title=''/><author><name>hunter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00153027181611894777</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-21560616.post-114796180072328845</id><published>2006-05-18T07:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-18T07:16:40.740-07:00</updated><title type='text'>NARRATIVE ESSAY</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;The cheat&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever heard of two close friends breaking up their friendship for a woman? That is very common in our society. I thought, it will never happen to me, but I was being naive. My friend and I used to share everything but girlfriend that was our rule, but how rules are make to be broken as he did, and unfortunately I realized it too late. I couldn't do anything to fix it up. I still miss my girlfriend, but even more, my once good friend. He was like the brother I never had. But now, I don’t know whether what I did was right, and for that I am waiting for my punishment. I just implore to God to forgive me because I know they won’t.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything began last year during Melissa’s birthday. Everybody was there: her family, her closest friends, including Matt, my best friend and I.  The party was fabulous, the music was so great, there was a lot of beer and everybody was singing, dancing, screaming and drinking everything was fun. At midnight, we started to play the bottle game. It’s that game where one player twists the bottle, and the chosen ones have to kiss each other.  Well guess what, during the game my girlfriend, Melissa. and Matt were kissing each other once and again and it looked like they were enjoying every second at it.  Finally, I couldn’t stand it and hastily stood up. She realized that I was jealous and stopped the game. I don’t know why I forgave, but I still regret it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that evening everything started to get worse, a couple of times I tried to ask her out but she refused.  She always said she was busy or was studying for an exam. I decided to talk with her and find out what the hell was going on.  Melissa told me she was very embarrassed to what happened at her birthday, but she needed time to clear her thoughts. I asked several times if there were someone else and she swore me, “No!”.  I didn’t believe her but left things like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the other hand, I requested support in my best friend, but when I talked to him about Melissa, his behavior changed suspiciously, and he finished talking about different things. I thought he was also embarrassed, and I told him that everything was clear, he shouldn’t pay attention to that.  But I did. Well anyway I continued with my pain that was killing me inside and slowly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the next couple of weeks I didn’t know anything about Melissa. At the same time Matt just talked to me only when it was necessary. At least, one night I talked to Melissa. She told me that I couldn’t be her boyfriend any more because apparently she didn’t love me so there was no reason to be together. I was so angry that violently I hanged the phone. That night I remained awake thinking of all what she said about us, but I was sure that she had broken me up for someone else.  That suspicion was making me crazy and I had to find the stupid guy who took my girlfriend away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few days later, I chased her from the University to her house and from there back again to her university, but I didn’t find anything strange. I was losing my mind, but I didn’t give up. I was sure that there was someone else. One night I stayed in front of her house like I used to do.  I saw her going out with a group of friends. Hurriedly I looked for my car and followed them for an hour. Finally they parked their car at a nightclub out of town, I remained in my car until they got in, but when they showed up there was a guy waiting for them, I didn’t recognize him because  he was so far away from me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;            I went into the club and looked for them for a long time, I was unlucky for all those people and darkness, it was impossible.  A few minutes later I saw a woman similar to Melissa but she was kissing a man. I got close to her, and yes she was; but the worst thing, the man was Matt. When I saw them kissing again I lost my mind and took a bottle of run on the table next to me and broke it in that bustard’s head. Immediately he fell on the floor and I kicked him several times, Melissa tried to stop me, but she couldn’t.  The entire place turned a caos     ; my ex-girlfriend cried, Matt stood on the floor with a lot of blood around him and some guys tried to stop me; this scene I will never forget it.  Later I ran away in my car for at least two hours during this time I thought and thought but I didn’t find a good reason of why I reacted so aggressively.  I felt guilty, so I went back to the club but they were all gone.  They were in hospital near there I drove as fast as I could and finally a got to the hospital. There were a lot of policemen and Melissa was hysterically talking to them. When she saw me, pointed out her finger with anger.  The policemen arrested me immediately and even I refused because I didn’t know what was happening, they still did. Well, the policeman carried me to the police station.  On the way they told me that the victim had died. I couldn’t believe I had killed my best friend for a girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is the reason I am here.  Waiting for my punishment, that will be al least 10 or maybe 20 years; anyway I destroyed my life for passionate love and now I don’t have anything. I don’t have love; I don’t have friend and girlfriend either&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/21560616-114796180072328845?l=diazedwind88.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diazedwind88.blogspot.com/feeds/114796180072328845/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21560616&amp;postID=114796180072328845' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21560616/posts/default/114796180072328845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21560616/posts/default/114796180072328845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diazedwind88.blogspot.com/2006/05/narrative-essay.html' title='NARRATIVE ESSAY'/><author><name>hunter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00153027181611894777</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-21560616.post-114437050616239333</id><published>2006-04-06T17:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-18T07:08:04.293-07:00</updated><title type='text'>SUMMARY (GAZA STRIP)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1836/2182/1600/BRIT1.png"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1836/2182/320/BRIT1.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gaza strip movie is an amaizing documentary about the Palestinians living. The only problem about this documentary is that only showed one part of the conflict. When we investigate about the Israli conflict we never imagine how big the problem is. Those poeple have to life an horrible realty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some important facts of the movie:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Palestinians live with fear because they do not know how or when the israli army could attack them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Every day innocent people die bacause of the bombs or israli attack against palestinians.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. The childrent are the most afected because they have to be present at fights, conflicts, deaths and destruccion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. The israly army use to destroy the palestinians house traying to remove them from the gaza strip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Palestinians think they dont have future because this conflict will not solve.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. As a result of this confilt palestinians childrent grow up very quickly and with the idea of get back at irralies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the movie give us an idea about how the people life in this conflict but we can not be sure if fact are real or not. any way&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21560616-114437050616239333?l=diazedwind88.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diazedwind88.blogspot.com/feeds/114437050616239333/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21560616&amp;postID=114437050616239333' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21560616/posts/default/114437050616239333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21560616/posts/default/114437050616239333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diazedwind88.blogspot.com/2006/04/summary-gaza-strip.html' title='SUMMARY (GAZA STRIP)'/><author><name>hunter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00153027181611894777</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-21560616.post-114253811160276987</id><published>2006-03-16T11:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-16T11:41:51.623-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Summary</title><content type='html'>The language is one of the most important things in a culture o society.  Through words we can know the members of a society and how they think, they behave and what their beliefs are. However researchers indicate that language powerful influences attitudes, behaviors, and perception.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are several ways to classify the language:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Biased language: refers to people in imbalanced or inaccurate ways.&lt;br /&gt;It leaves out certain individuals or groups.&lt;br /&gt;It makes unwarranted assumption.&lt;br /&gt;It calls individuals and groups by names or labels that they did not choose for themselves.&lt;br /&gt;It treats groups in nonparallel ways in the same context.&lt;br /&gt;It categorizes people when is unnecessary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Inclusive/Exclusive:  inclusive language clearly includes everyone it intends to include: exclusive language intentionally or unintentionally excludes son people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sexist/Nonsexist: sexist language serotypes people according to gender, assuming that the male is the norm. Nonsexist language treats both sexes equally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gender free/Gender-fair/Gender-specific: Gender free do not indicate sex and can be used for either women/girls or men/boys.  Gender-fair, involves the symmetrical use do gender-specific words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Generic/Pseudogeneric: A generic is an all-purpose word that includes everybody and pseudogeneric is a word used as though it includes everybody but that in really does not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sex/Gender: sex is biological, people with male genital are male and people with female genitals are female.  Gender is cultural; a society’s notions of masculine or feminine are based on how they expect the men and women to behave.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How ever the best way to ensure unbiased writing and speaking is to describe people as individuals, not as members of a set.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21560616-114253811160276987?l=diazedwind88.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diazedwind88.blogspot.com/feeds/114253811160276987/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21560616&amp;postID=114253811160276987' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21560616/posts/default/114253811160276987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21560616/posts/default/114253811160276987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diazedwind88.blogspot.com/2006/03/summary.html' title='Summary'/><author><name>hunter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00153027181611894777</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-21560616.post-114013652603684511</id><published>2006-02-16T16:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-16T16:35:26.053-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Summery&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A joung palestinian man with learning disabilities was shot dead by Israeli troops.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The man maned Mujahid al-Simadi had gone up to the troops with a toy gun trying to took  them out  of his territory.  He was accompaned by a group of childrent who started trowing stones toward the house that was ocupaded by Israli troops.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In revenge,  the soilders open fire and hit Mujahid al-Simadi in his chest causing  his death inmediately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The troops said that the open fire because it had h seen a "suspect armed with a weapon who was threatening them".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But this is not the only case in this area.  three moung ago the troops killed 12 years old boy and on monday they also killed a 25 years old Gaza woman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's unfare that many inocent people die everyday for this conflict.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;a href="http://news.bbc.co.uk/1/hi/world/middle_east/4715570.stm"&gt;http://news.bbc.co.uk/1/hi/world/middle_east/4715570.stm&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21560616-114013652603684511?l=diazedwind88.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diazedwind88.blogspot.com/feeds/114013652603684511/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21560616&amp;postID=114013652603684511' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21560616/posts/default/114013652603684511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21560616/posts/default/114013652603684511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diazedwind88.blogspot.com/2006/02/summery-joung-palestinian-man-with.html' title=''/><author><name>hunter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00153027181611894777</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-21560616.post-113953430519190650</id><published>2006-02-13T16:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-13T16:21:52.260-08:00</updated><title type='text'>THE CHEAT</title><content type='html'>Have you ever heard of two close friends breking up thier freindship for a woman? That is very common in our society. I thought, it will never happen to me, but I was wrong. My friend and I used to share everything but the girlfriend, that was our rule, but how rules are make to be broken he did, and unfortunally I realized too late. I couldn't do anything to fix it up. I still miss my girlfriend but even more my friend, he was like the brother I never had. Now I don't know whether I did was right but for that I am here waiting for my punishment. I can't explain my behavor but I just implore to God to forgive me because I am sure they won't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything began last year during Melissa's brithday, everybody was there, her family, her closer friends, my best friend Matt and I ...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21560616-113953430519190650?l=diazedwind88.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diazedwind88.blogspot.com/feeds/113953430519190650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21560616&amp;postID=113953430519190650' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21560616/posts/default/113953430519190650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21560616/posts/default/113953430519190650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diazedwind88.blogspot.com/2006/02/cheat.html' title='THE CHEAT'/><author><name>hunter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00153027181611894777</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-21560616.post-113892611599685054</id><published>2006-02-02T15:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-05-18T07:11:41.230-07:00</updated><title type='text'>THE BARRANQUILLA'S CARNIVAL ¡ just enjoy it!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1836/2182/1600/montawebcarna.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1836/2182/320/montawebcarna.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;My Favorite Carnival.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't say i have a favorite carnival. I just love them, love all about it. i usually wait a whole year long for it and expect that the next one it'll be better than the past one. The carnival is one of the most excinting event in the year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we are in carnival i try to go all the parade it ofers but unfortunally i can't be in deferent places at the same time. If i could do this i´ll be great but i can't so, i choose the most important carnival events. OK, those events are:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;La guacherna: it's a nigth parede celebrated the friday night before of the batalla de flores. It's the funnest parede because it's at nigth and the dancers or the dacing groups carry with them candels or shining stuff. it usually begins at 7:00 pm and ends at1:00 am but like all event stars late it finally ends like 3:00 am, but this is not a problem everybody has a good time there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;La batalla de flores: it's a morning parade celebrated next satuday after la guacherna. It's the most important event of the carnival and take this named because the carnival queen or the important guests used to throw flowers to the crow but this ritual is lost, but the event still keep this name. In this parade there are a lot of trucks or big car whose carry on the top of the big personalities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gran parada: This event it's in the morning too and it's celebrated on sunday. In this parede there not cars or trucks and all the dancing groups and guests have to walk all the way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With this little explation about it i try to make you an idea how we use to celebrate our parties.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Thanks, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;THE HUNTER IN THE HEAVEN.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21560616-113892611599685054?l=diazedwind88.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diazedwind88.blogspot.com/feeds/113892611599685054/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21560616&amp;postID=113892611599685054' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21560616/posts/default/113892611599685054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21560616/posts/default/113892611599685054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diazedwind88.blogspot.com/2006/02/barranquillas-carnival-just-enjoy-it.html' title='THE BARRANQUILLA&apos;S CARNIVAL ¡ just enjoy it!'/><author><name>hunter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00153027181611894777</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-21560616.post-113832148563745010</id><published>2006-01-26T16:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-05-18T09:09:25.463-07:00</updated><title type='text'>let it know me</title><content type='html'>HI, I'M EDWIN.D NAMED THE HUNTER.&lt;br /&gt;I'M 17 YEARS OLD.&lt;br /&gt;I'M STUDY INTERNATIONAL BUSINESS AT NORT UNIVERSITY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I HOPE YOU WRITE ME SOON, I WILL BE ABLE TO ANSWER ANY QUESTION YOU HAVE ABOUT ME. DONT WORRY IF THEY ARE A KING OF PERSONAL QUESTIONS OR ANY OTHER THEME.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THANS FOR YOUR TIME.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE HUNTER IN THE HEAVEN&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21560616-113832148563745010?l=diazedwind88.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diazedwind88.blogspot.com/feeds/113832148563745010/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21560616&amp;postID=113832148563745010' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21560616/posts/default/113832148563745010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21560616/posts/default/113832148563745010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diazedwind88.blogspot.com/2006/01/let-it-know-me.html' title='let it know me'/><author><name>hunter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00153027181611894777</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>
