<?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-978222464099734695</id><updated>2011-11-06T14:29:32.990+09:00</updated><category term='Inspirational Story'/><title type='text'>Inspirations by Tulsa Ved : Kidsfreesouls</title><subtitle type='html'>Kidsfreesouls Reporter Tulsa Ved : I am fascinated with the joys of Reading. I aim to present my amazing experiences at the Library and share Inspirational stories. Stay tuned.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tulsaved.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/978222464099734695/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tulsaved.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Tulsa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18064948864959750169</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-W6ROVAxVWa8/TpuxZJTaeJI/AAAAAAAAAC4/6zuolhCHRNw/s220/Me%2B1.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>16</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-978222464099734695.post-1689057711070259859</id><published>2011-11-01T21:57:00.013+09:00</published><updated>2011-11-06T14:29:33.089+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Inspirational Story'/><title type='text'>Inspirational Story</title><content type='html'>Some days I ago,I read one story from book whose author is  Dr.I.K.Vijliwala. It was really nice and inspired story,I am presenting  its review here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;b&gt;Thank you from the bottom of my heart&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;                                       &lt;br /&gt;       The story is about the boy named Howard Kelly who  was very poor and he was orphan. To pay his school fees he was doing  job of hawker.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;       One day from the morning  he was selling things but his luck was bad. No one was interested to buy anything from him. It was noon  time and even he was very tired. At last, he saw a house and he knocked the door. One  beautiful lady came out. Kelly asked her if she want to buy anything. The  lady enthusiastically bought so many things. Kelly felt very happy but  her tummy started complaining .He asked the lady if she give her one  glass water.The lady knew that Kelly was very tired and hungry so she  offered him food but he rejected. The lady was  impressed by Kelly and she found solution. She gave him one glass of milk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;        After so many years the lady suffered with big disease. No one  was able to find solution. After great trouble the doctor transferred her  for treatment to the big hospital. There they found solutions. Slowly  and gradually she became normal. But she was worried about bill. When  Clark gave her bill it was written&lt;br /&gt;                                    "bill paid. One glass of milk paid everything." - Dr.  Howard Kelly...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;       The lady got so emotional. Kelly's sign was wet by tears of lady....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Tulsa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/978222464099734695-1689057711070259859?l=tulsaved.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tulsaved.blogspot.com/feeds/1689057711070259859/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tulsaved.blogspot.com/2011/11/inspirational-story-some-days-i-agoi.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/978222464099734695/posts/default/1689057711070259859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/978222464099734695/posts/default/1689057711070259859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tulsaved.blogspot.com/2011/11/inspirational-story-some-days-i-agoi.html' title='Inspirational Story'/><author><name>Tulsa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18064948864959750169</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-W6ROVAxVWa8/TpuxZJTaeJI/AAAAAAAAAC4/6zuolhCHRNw/s220/Me%2B1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-978222464099734695.post-2995633008029735021</id><published>2011-10-22T15:18:00.013+09:00</published><updated>2011-10-22T21:36:27.149+09:00</updated><title type='text'>My Ma'am - Happy Birthday:-)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-u8vtHPVcWWU/TqJ09nYIJiI/AAAAAAAAADo/B0LFm4PH0AA/s1600/ma%2527am.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 298px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-u8vtHPVcWWU/TqJ09nYIJiI/AAAAAAAAADo/B0LFm4PH0AA/s320/ma%2527am.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5666219883076527650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;My Ma'am&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;                  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;                                   I thought very  much while I was writing about ma'am. Its hard to explain in my small words. She is the only one whom I respect,whom I call ma'am.  Generally for the Gujarati medium student English subject is very  irritating  and it was also irritating for me from the 1st std. as I am in Gujarati medium. If someone told me to write some thing in English I got threatened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                          I remember that when I was going to the English tuition, one day teacher told me to write a story. fuuuu!!! I went home and cried a lot that I don't want to write a story and finally copied from storybook.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Afterwards one aunty who was living near our house,advised my mom to take me to the &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/ilaxi.patel"&gt;Ilaxi ma'am&lt;/a&gt;. First time when I met her She sweetly asked me my name and my standard. After one month I joined '&lt;a href="http://www.kidsfreesouls.com/swagat.htm"&gt;Swagat children library&lt;/a&gt;'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                          I was feeling very odd on the first day as I found ma'am very strict. Day passed by slowly and gradually I understood that how lucky I am! who got teacher like &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/ilaxi.patel"&gt;Ilaxi ma'am&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                          Each and every class is very special for me. I learn so many things. I even had Personality development class with her. I learnt good manners, how to talk to parents and elders, how to present on stage confidently, voice modulation and many other things. She is the one made me discover my inner strength and motivated me. When I was attending English tuition earlier, at some other class, teacher was complaining my mom that Tulsa is very weak,she didn't have concentration in class etc. But no one try to understood me.I am glad &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/ilaxi.patel"&gt;Ilaxi ma'aam&lt;/a&gt; believed me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                          After joining '&lt;a href="http://www.kidsfreesouls.com/swagat.htm"&gt;Swagat children library&lt;/a&gt;' I found real teacher who was &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/ilaxi.patel"&gt;Ilaxi ma'am&lt;/a&gt;. I found joy of giving. It is not tuition its like a fun and learn class. Study and Fun both we enjoy in class. After sometime I have started speaking in English and reading novels. Whenever I found my mood off , I did her homework and automatically my mood was on!! Everyone was telling me that I am nothing. But after joining class I came out from all this. I feel proud that I am able to speak in English though I am in Gujarati medium, I am blogger. All this credit goes to&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/ilaxi.patel"&gt; Ilaxi ma'am&lt;/a&gt;. I am proud to be her student. I feel today that I am something. I have my own Identity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                          I was like a 'Duffer girl' but ma'am fully changed me. I took inspiration from her. She is Content manager and works day in and out. Earlier she was Official Blogger and VA of M.J.Akbar. She has so many blogs and writes on different topics like politics, health, kids etc. She spend Saturdays for Swagat children since over 20 years. She types very fluently with great speed.  She is house wife too and manage all things on her own. Her life is full of inspirations. I never felt bore while doing her any work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                          I haven't more words to write about her. She is the one who has taken place in my heart. After god and my family. She is the most lovely, important, unforgettable, respectable person in my life. She changed my life and way of living.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                          My dream is to make her proud and write a book on her when I grow up. Today 22 October is her birthday. I haven't any precious gift to give her. So I gift this article to her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                            Thank you ma'am for making me believe in myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Tulsa&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/978222464099734695-2995633008029735021?l=tulsaved.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tulsaved.blogspot.com/feeds/2995633008029735021/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tulsaved.blogspot.com/2011/10/my-maam-i-thought-very-much-while-i-was.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/978222464099734695/posts/default/2995633008029735021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/978222464099734695/posts/default/2995633008029735021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tulsaved.blogspot.com/2011/10/my-maam-i-thought-very-much-while-i-was.html' title='My Ma&apos;am - Happy Birthday:-)'/><author><name>Tulsa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18064948864959750169</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-W6ROVAxVWa8/TpuxZJTaeJI/AAAAAAAAAC4/6zuolhCHRNw/s220/Me%2B1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-u8vtHPVcWWU/TqJ09nYIJiI/AAAAAAAAADo/B0LFm4PH0AA/s72-c/ma%2527am.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-978222464099734695.post-5250234923375057832</id><published>2011-10-17T13:28:00.001+09:00</published><updated>2011-10-17T13:28:52.100+09:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--FbkAxEe170/TputEXFbkuI/AAAAAAAAACs/ArXJRzNyRHE/s1600/alincoln.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 271px; height: 318px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--FbkAxEe170/TputEXFbkuI/AAAAAAAAACs/ArXJRzNyRHE/s320/alincoln.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5664311246776406754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: arial; font-weight: bold;" align="center"&gt;  &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style=" ;font-family:Arial;" &gt;I took inspiration from Abraham Lincoln&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;                                          It was &lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;my bad day .From morning my mood was off .I found something to be irritating that day.It was &lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Tuesday evening and I was ready to go in music class.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;                                                                       &lt;/span&gt;I  went to music class. All of a sudden sir announced our result .Oh!! My  heart beat began to pounce up &amp;amp; down. And at last it happened. I got  little bad marks. I was very sad. Even my concentration was not there  in the music.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;                                                                       &lt;/span&gt;While  in car I scarcely told my mom. But she told me not to worry as my music  exam was after one week than school exams so I have only week for  preparations. And I got bad marks. Mom and daddy spent there money and  time for music class though I didn't satisfied them even. All the time  while in car I  was thinking  like that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;                                                                        &lt;/span&gt;Another  day I went to school. I also told ma best friend. She tried a lot get  my mood on. But I was in a deep thinking. The school starts with S.S.  period. Sir entered in the class. While talking about U.S.A suddenly he  started talking about Abraham Lincoln with us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;                                                                        &lt;/span&gt;He  told a short story of Abraham Lincoln. Abraham was very weak during his  school time. He was being unsuccessful in each &amp;amp; every election.  Though confidently and luckily he stood up for election of president.  Every one who knows Abraham believed that this time he is also going to  be failed. The people who was oppose to him, was announcing that Abraham  is very weak, to be fail is only in his luck. He is not able to be a  President so doesn’t vote him. This inspired people. And Abraham won the  election. According to that there is none President till today who got  as much votes as Abraham Lincoln.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;                                             &lt;/span&gt;Woo!!  I felt very nice and relieved. Every worst incident teaches us new  lessons of life. I learn that experience is a best teacher. Life is  series of experience, each one makes us bigger.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;-Tulsa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/978222464099734695-5250234923375057832?l=tulsaved.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tulsaved.blogspot.com/feeds/5250234923375057832/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tulsaved.blogspot.com/2011/10/i-took-inspiration-from-abraham-lincoln.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/978222464099734695/posts/default/5250234923375057832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/978222464099734695/posts/default/5250234923375057832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tulsaved.blogspot.com/2011/10/i-took-inspiration-from-abraham-lincoln.html' title=''/><author><name>Tulsa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18064948864959750169</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-W6ROVAxVWa8/TpuxZJTaeJI/AAAAAAAAAC4/6zuolhCHRNw/s220/Me%2B1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--FbkAxEe170/TputEXFbkuI/AAAAAAAAACs/ArXJRzNyRHE/s72-c/alincoln.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-978222464099734695.post-8652470971577767756</id><published>2011-09-03T20:27:00.005+09:00</published><updated>2011-09-04T13:49:56.919+09:00</updated><title type='text'>My visit to Mundra</title><content type='html'>As it was my charming day, I was very excited because our principal informed us than we are going to visit at Mundra for 2 days - 29th and 30th August. I packed my bag and collected all the things which are useful in the journey. Our Principal announced that our journey is about 9 hours so all students have to reach at school on early morning at 5'0 clock.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The way to Mundra was awesome. There was lush, green forest, greenery.... Wow it -was like - there is no words to appreciate it. And the rain was addicting beauty in it. Even in the bus we enjoyed too much. We played Damsheraz,  Antakshari,  Wordsearch etc. So our time was spend very easily. In the afternoon at 2:30 we reached at the hotel of Adani. The hotel was very huge, the rooms of the hotel was also very big and nice and food was delicious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After taking our lunch we started our journey to Mundra Port. But unluckily the rain started so guide of Adani announced that they show full port from the bus. There was huge and so many trucks in the port. It was constructed on the bank of the sea. The guide also showed us one of their steamer. The wealth of steamer was 900 crores and they have 15 steamers. Oh my god!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Afterwards we went to the hotel. We took our dinner. We watched the slide show of Adani. Then we went to our room. Our principal and hotel manager was thinking that we were in extreme deep sleep but no, that night was full of gossip. We played cards,share our facts,eat chocolates,biscuits and waffers. It was the one of my best night with my friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the other day after taking breakfast we visited oil refinery. It was very large and reputed refinery of Adani. We saw how they make tin pots,how they give shape to tin pots,how they make the top and the bottom of tin pots,how they feel oil in the tin pots and bottles. And all this happen because of machines. They use small car to move bottles and tin pots of oil. There was spacious machines and different tipe of oil.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Afterwards we returned at A'bad. A visit to Mundra was very knowledgeable. We got knowledge how machine works. We also came to know that the world is progressing too much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Tulsa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/978222464099734695-8652470971577767756?l=tulsaved.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tulsaved.blogspot.com/feeds/8652470971577767756/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tulsaved.blogspot.com/2011/09/my-visit-to-mundra.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/978222464099734695/posts/default/8652470971577767756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/978222464099734695/posts/default/8652470971577767756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tulsaved.blogspot.com/2011/09/my-visit-to-mundra.html' title='My visit to Mundra'/><author><name>Tulsa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18064948864959750169</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-W6ROVAxVWa8/TpuxZJTaeJI/AAAAAAAAAC4/6zuolhCHRNw/s220/Me%2B1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-978222464099734695.post-4483728570884276601</id><published>2011-05-26T18:38:00.003+09:00</published><updated>2011-05-26T18:45:07.807+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Quotes for you</title><content type='html'>It is good to have money and the things that money can buy.But it is good, too,to check up once in a while and make sure that you haven't lost the things that money can't buy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If we cannot luv the person whom we see so how can we luv the god whom we cannot see..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Three sentence for getting sucess:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Know more than other&lt;br /&gt;Work more than other&lt;br /&gt;Expect less than other&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If u win you need not explain...But if u lose you should not be there to explain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't compare yourself with anyone in this world. If you do so you are insulting yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever you gives to life it gives you back. Do not hate anybody. The hatred which comes out from you will somebody come back to love others. And love will come back to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember you are born to live. Don't live because you born! Don't go the way life takes you. Take life the way you go!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arrow goes forword only after pulling in to backward. Every human will get happy only after facing the difficulties in their path.. So do not affraid to face your difficulties. They will push you forword.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What we are today is result of our own past actions; Whatever we wish to be in future depends on our present actions; Decide how you have to act now. We are responsible for what we are,whatever we wish ourselves to be. We have the power to make ourselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The most difficult face on life is not when no one understand you; It is when you don't understand yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can't change the past but you can ruin a perfectly good present by worring about the future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't change with the change but change before the change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is not matter of milestones but of moments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perfection is achieved, not when there is nothing more to add, but when there is nothing left to take away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watch your thoughts; they become words.&lt;br /&gt;Watch your words; they become actions.&lt;br /&gt;Watch your actions; they become habits.&lt;br /&gt;Watch your habits; they become character.&lt;br /&gt;Watch your character; it becomes your destiny.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/978222464099734695-4483728570884276601?l=tulsaved.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tulsaved.blogspot.com/feeds/4483728570884276601/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tulsaved.blogspot.com/2011/05/quotes-for-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/978222464099734695/posts/default/4483728570884276601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/978222464099734695/posts/default/4483728570884276601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tulsaved.blogspot.com/2011/05/quotes-for-you.html' title='Quotes for you'/><author><name>Tulsa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18064948864959750169</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-W6ROVAxVWa8/TpuxZJTaeJI/AAAAAAAAAC4/6zuolhCHRNw/s220/Me%2B1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-978222464099734695.post-9019302164605955089</id><published>2011-04-25T22:38:00.002+09:00</published><updated>2011-04-25T22:42:46.847+09:00</updated><title type='text'>My first Poetry - Carried my poetry in my bag</title><content type='html'>Last Saturday, 16th April 2011, we had 'Carry your Poetry in your Bag/pocket Day'. We had so much fun learning 'How to write a poetry'. We enjoyed the Poetry writing session and learned how to rhyme words and build our vocabulary. We tried to write our own poetry - my first creation and I gifted this poetry sheet to my friend. &lt;br /&gt;Please read my poetry below:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My Teacher&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you Mam, to step into my world,&lt;br /&gt;And bring brightness in my mind&lt;br /&gt;I love to do the work you give me,&lt;br /&gt;Wondering and writing it with full of glee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are the best teacher in the world,&lt;br /&gt;But it's not enough to say in my little words&lt;br /&gt;I promise to make you feel proud one day,&lt;br /&gt;I hope it turns too fast some day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Gandhiji&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gandhiji, a man of principles,&lt;br /&gt;self made was he,&lt;br /&gt;He fought for our freedom,&lt;br /&gt;Made India Free.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How did he lead freedom revolution,&lt;br /&gt;Truth and violence was the key,&lt;br /&gt;The Britishers' got fright of the nation,&lt;br /&gt;That made them flee. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Poetry written on 16th April 2011 at the Swagat class 'Carry a poetry in your bag day' )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Tulsa&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/978222464099734695-9019302164605955089?l=tulsaved.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tulsaved.blogspot.com/feeds/9019302164605955089/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tulsaved.blogspot.com/2011/04/my-first-poetry-carried-my-poetry-in-my.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/978222464099734695/posts/default/9019302164605955089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/978222464099734695/posts/default/9019302164605955089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tulsaved.blogspot.com/2011/04/my-first-poetry-carried-my-poetry-in-my.html' title='My first Poetry - Carried my poetry in my bag'/><author><name>Tulsa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18064948864959750169</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-W6ROVAxVWa8/TpuxZJTaeJI/AAAAAAAAAC4/6zuolhCHRNw/s220/Me%2B1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-978222464099734695.post-6512018705089050364</id><published>2011-04-16T15:46:00.002+09:00</published><updated>2011-04-16T17:03:57.243+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Quotes for you</title><content type='html'>-Past is experience,&lt;br /&gt;  Present is the experiment,&lt;br /&gt;  Future is the expectation.&lt;br /&gt;  Use your experience in your experiment to achieve your expectation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-It is not enough to be busy&lt;br /&gt;   but the question is what are we busy about ??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-A life without aim is like a postcard without an address.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-The winner is always part of answer.&lt;br /&gt;  The loser is always a part of problem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  The winner always has a programe&lt;br /&gt;  The loser always has an excuse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  The winner says that&lt;br /&gt;  It may be difficult but it is possible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  The loser says that&lt;br /&gt;  It may be possible but it is too difficult.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  The winner sees an answer in every problem.&lt;br /&gt;  The loser sees a problem in every answer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-To the question of your life;&lt;br /&gt;    You are the answer.&lt;br /&gt;  To the problem of your life;&lt;br /&gt;   You are the solution.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Winners don't do different things but they do things differently.&lt;br /&gt;  This is the secret of winners.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-It is difficult to win&lt;br /&gt;  a friend in a year&lt;br /&gt;  but,&lt;br /&gt;  it is easy to lose in a day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-A friend is the one,&lt;br /&gt;   who touches our hand but reaches to the heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Today we are living in the age of guided raisiles but misguided man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Man gets and forgets.&lt;br /&gt;   God gives and forgives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Our parents were there when we&lt;br /&gt;   breathed our first.&lt;br /&gt;   We should be there when they&lt;br /&gt;   breathe their last.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-ABCDEFG=SUCCESS&lt;br /&gt;   A=Aim&lt;br /&gt;   B-Belief&lt;br /&gt;   C=Concentration&lt;br /&gt;   E=Effort&lt;br /&gt;   F=Faith in god&lt;br /&gt;   G=Grace of god.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Worry is today's mouse eating tomorrows cheese.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Without ambition man is like a bird with broken wings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-In prosperity our friends know us;&lt;br /&gt; In adversity we know our friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Use 3 H in your work and you will get 3 as a reward.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   3H for work:Head&lt;br /&gt;               Hand&lt;br /&gt;               Heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 3 H as a reward:Honour&lt;br /&gt;                 Height&lt;br /&gt;                 Happiness&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-The word impossible it self spells I m possible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Effort is the passport to success&lt;br /&gt; Prayer is the visa to success.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-If u don't have money  in your pocket&lt;br /&gt;   keep honey on your tongue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Look at the world and you will&lt;br /&gt;                  find god's creation&lt;br /&gt; Look at food and you will find&lt;br /&gt;       God's providence&lt;br /&gt; Look at the mirror and you will&lt;br /&gt;              find god's sense of humor.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/978222464099734695-6512018705089050364?l=tulsaved.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tulsaved.blogspot.com/feeds/6512018705089050364/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tulsaved.blogspot.com/2011/04/quotes-for-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/978222464099734695/posts/default/6512018705089050364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/978222464099734695/posts/default/6512018705089050364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tulsaved.blogspot.com/2011/04/quotes-for-you.html' title='Quotes for you'/><author><name>Tulsa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18064948864959750169</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-W6ROVAxVWa8/TpuxZJTaeJI/AAAAAAAAAC4/6zuolhCHRNw/s220/Me%2B1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-978222464099734695.post-3619800073282588086</id><published>2011-02-28T21:19:00.003+09:00</published><updated>2011-02-28T21:46:24.757+09:00</updated><title type='text'>I became a Leader - I managed my Library Class</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HoBXAmAuTQY/TWuYv8kyRWI/AAAAAAAAACY/TvJxQE-LdIM/s1600/chamki.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 264px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 198px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5578720512910181730" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HoBXAmAuTQY/TWuYv8kyRWI/AAAAAAAAACY/TvJxQE-LdIM/s320/chamki.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;I became a Leader!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a shiny, bright day that Saturday on 19th February. My eyes blinked at the tic-toc of the watch and eagerly waited for the clock to strike 3.00 so that I can rush for the Library class. Since a year, I am so attached to my Library and love to be there amidst all odds. I was busy watching the inspirational videos on You Tube. All of a sudden, my mom called me downstairs. She informed me that my Library Mem rang up to say that she was stuck up in the city traffic and could not reach the Library on time. She had requested me to attend and manage the class. I was very excited and started planning how I can manage the class. For the first time, I was going to manage a class on my own and my joy was tremendous. Earlier, when I attended another class, whenever teacher told to manage the class, my sister was there to do so. Hence, this had been the first chance to prove my leadership abilities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was in great mood and as fast as I can, I reached my Library. None of the students had yet come and so, I got the opportunity to re-arrange the chairs and books on the shelf. I wrote new quotes on the board and waited for all to come. Soon, all children came one by one. I informed them of Mem's absence and told them that I will be assigning them their class work. First, they shouted with glee and chatted their way happily for some time. Even I had fun but soon, I had my responsibility and so, I made them write the quotes, meanings and idioms - as a routine that we write. It is difficult to manage naughty children and I can't shout to them as they would yell at me. But, I knew I could manage them and took a deep breadth. I gave them time limit to finish the quotes, meanings and idioms. Once, this was over, students started Loud Reading one by one. I helped them where they cannot pronounce well or failed to read properly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was an interesting Loud reading sessions and later, we shared our experiences that we came across in school. The class was very interactive and we all were engrossed in our activities. I am grateful that my mem put the trust and faith in me and this experience made me more confident. That day, I learnt five precious things that are useful in our life:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Patience : I learnt patience and knew that it brings in positive results&lt;br /&gt;2. Managing on own without relying on other's shoulders. Normally, we are dependent on our parents at home and in school, we rely on our teachers. But, to manage on own requires great efforts and I learnt this well.&lt;br /&gt;3. Resposibility. First work and than fun. I realized how to be more responsible.&lt;br /&gt;4. Hard work pays result. All of us, sincerely worked hard even in absense of my teacher and I think this will help us in longer run.&lt;br /&gt;5. Planning out - delegate a team and aim for perfection. If I had not planned, everything would be chaos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This day has been a memorable day in my life. I am inspired and I hope, you will learn my five precious points above.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Tulsa&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/978222464099734695-3619800073282588086?l=tulsaved.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tulsaved.blogspot.com/feeds/3619800073282588086/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tulsaved.blogspot.com/2011/02/i-became-leader-i-managed-my-library.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/978222464099734695/posts/default/3619800073282588086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/978222464099734695/posts/default/3619800073282588086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tulsaved.blogspot.com/2011/02/i-became-leader-i-managed-my-library.html' title='I became a Leader - I managed my Library Class'/><author><name>Tulsa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18064948864959750169</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-W6ROVAxVWa8/TpuxZJTaeJI/AAAAAAAAAC4/6zuolhCHRNw/s220/Me%2B1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HoBXAmAuTQY/TWuYv8kyRWI/AAAAAAAAACY/TvJxQE-LdIM/s72-c/chamki.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-978222464099734695.post-7927792560634829069</id><published>2011-02-17T02:36:00.005+09:00</published><updated>2011-02-18T01:55:52.792+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Quotes for you</title><content type='html'>Everyone thinks of changing world,but no one thinks of changing himself.&lt;br /&gt;- Leo Tolstoy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If we cannot love the person whom we see,then how come we love god whom we cannot see.&lt;br /&gt;- Mother Teresa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a day when you don't come across any problem,you can be sure that you are traveling in a wrong.&lt;br /&gt;- Swami Vivekananda&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never explain yourself.Your friends don't need it and your enemies wont believe it.&lt;br /&gt;- Belgicia Howell&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If your problem has a solution then... why worry about it?If your problem doesn't have solution then...why worry about it?&lt;br /&gt;- Chinese Proverb&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pain never really goes away;you just elevate and get used to it by growing browser.&lt;br /&gt;- Philippos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are only two ways to live your life.One is as though nothing is a miracle.The other is as though everything is a miracle.&lt;br /&gt;- Albert Einstein&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Believing everybody is dangerous but believing nobody is more dangerous.&lt;br /&gt;- Abraham Lincoln&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If someone feels that they had never made a mistake in their life,then it means thy had never tried a new things in their life.&lt;br /&gt;- Albert Einstein&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are no great people in this world,only great challenges which ordinary people rise to meet.&lt;br /&gt;- William Frederick Halsy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone's sitting in the shade today because someone planted a tree a long time ago.&lt;br /&gt;- Warren Buffet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never break four things in your life-Trust,Promise,Relation and Heart.Because when they break they don't make a noise but pains a lot.&lt;br /&gt;- Charles&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/978222464099734695-7927792560634829069?l=tulsaved.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tulsaved.blogspot.com/feeds/7927792560634829069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tulsaved.blogspot.com/2011/02/everyone-thinks-of-changing-worldbut-no.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/978222464099734695/posts/default/7927792560634829069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/978222464099734695/posts/default/7927792560634829069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tulsaved.blogspot.com/2011/02/everyone-thinks-of-changing-worldbut-no.html' title='Quotes for you'/><author><name>Tulsa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18064948864959750169</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-W6ROVAxVWa8/TpuxZJTaeJI/AAAAAAAAAC4/6zuolhCHRNw/s220/Me%2B1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-978222464099734695.post-7875962383118955037</id><published>2010-09-16T21:57:00.003+09:00</published><updated>2010-09-16T22:04:00.798+09:00</updated><title type='text'>In the News - That's me Tulsa!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zd1-QNhWLv0/TJIVewBfoAI/AAAAAAAAABk/JwMpSTKsOEU/s1600/kidsblogging_cbhaskar.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 122px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5517496111513706498" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zd1-QNhWLv0/TJIVewBfoAI/AAAAAAAAABk/JwMpSTKsOEU/s320/kidsblogging_cbhaskar.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Recently, Shefali Aunty covered Shril and me as 'Child Bloggers' in City Bhaskar, Divya Bhaskar Newspaper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Read about this here:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;DIVYA BHASKAR DATED 14TH SEPTEMBER 2010&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KIDSFREESOULS PRESS PAGE -&lt;a href="http://www.divyabhaskar.co.in/article/MGUJ-big-thinking-world-of-little-bloggers-1362683.html"&gt; READ FULL STORY&lt;br /&gt;Read in Divya Bhaskar &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You may please visit my Main Blog Page as &lt;a href="http://www.kidsfreesouls.com/tulsa.htm"&gt;Kids Reporter and Blogger here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Tulsa&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/978222464099734695-7875962383118955037?l=tulsaved.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tulsaved.blogspot.com/feeds/7875962383118955037/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tulsaved.blogspot.com/2010/09/in-news-thats-me-tulsa.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/978222464099734695/posts/default/7875962383118955037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/978222464099734695/posts/default/7875962383118955037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tulsaved.blogspot.com/2010/09/in-news-thats-me-tulsa.html' title='In the News - That&apos;s me Tulsa!'/><author><name>Tulsa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18064948864959750169</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-W6ROVAxVWa8/TpuxZJTaeJI/AAAAAAAAAC4/6zuolhCHRNw/s220/Me%2B1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zd1-QNhWLv0/TJIVewBfoAI/AAAAAAAAABk/JwMpSTKsOEU/s72-c/kidsblogging_cbhaskar.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-978222464099734695.post-5699352723959344143</id><published>2010-09-16T21:32:00.004+09:00</published><updated>2010-09-16T21:56:59.209+09:00</updated><title type='text'>My memorable Journey experience</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zd1-QNhWLv0/TJIT3EcvWHI/AAAAAAAAABc/AHoTZ3IsR7Y/s1600/math_tulsa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 114px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5517494330290296946" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zd1-QNhWLv0/TJIT3EcvWHI/AAAAAAAAABc/AHoTZ3IsR7Y/s320/math_tulsa.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My wonderful experience and the one that I would like to share with a quote:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;'Experience is a hard teacher because she gives the test first, the lesson afterwards'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Life is like a dream. We meet different people while we take our journey. These connections make us wiser and teach us lot of things. We come across good and bad incidents. Frightening too. Five years ago, when I was in third Grade, my family decided to spend and enjoy our vacation at Mahableshwar. We set off our journey in the month of July. The train journey for me was very fascinating and I really enjoyed the scenic beauty. We stayed at Ram Sukh Resort at Mahableshwar for 7 days. It was a nice hotel which gave us a very comfortable stay. Our days were going full of bliss and happiness. Mahableshwar is so beautiful where people live peacefully. It's awesome! It is very well known for its natural beauty. There are many Strawberry gardens there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;At the last day of our return journey, our train was to land at 5.00 from Pune. We decided to reach Pune by taxi. Our Hotel Manager booked a taxi for us. He told us that the taxi will come at 12.00 but after waiting for half an hour, it did not turn up. Finally, the taxi came at 1.00. We comfortably seated in the taxi but all of a sudden, the taxi stopped as there was a pucture in the tyre. He changed it fast but half an hour passed and we got late. We reached Pune station at 4.30. The station was too crowded. My grandparents were also with us. They took time to walk. So, we sent the taxi driver with them. They took short cut. We had to take our platform tickets so we went another way. In this procedure, we forgot to take our train tickets from our grandparents. When we reached the platform, Dad remembered that the tickets were with my grandparents. It also happened that the taxi driver took my grandparents to the wrong platform. We reached the train but with no tickets. And grandparents were not traceable there and we had no idea where they could be. We felt so scared. We pulled the chain. The train driver called the officer of the Railway station. All of a sudden we saw some officers with the police. We felt very frightened. Officers came and enquired about our chain pulling. My Dad explained the whole story. But, they asked for tickets. They even did not try to understand our condition. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Meanwhile, two men came and helped my grandparents to reach the platform. They called my Dad and gave the message that my grandparents were alright and we need not worry about them. Soon, we saw them and felt comfortable. We met them and showed the tickets to the Officer. We were more than happy and thankful to the two god-sent human beings who helped us in the nick of time. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It is so inspiring that these two gentleman came to help my grandparents. They did not know us yet thought of a kind deed and spared their time to help my grandparents reach safely to us. We should always be helpful to people around us when they need our help. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Tulsa &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/978222464099734695-5699352723959344143?l=tulsaved.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tulsaved.blogspot.com/feeds/5699352723959344143/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tulsaved.blogspot.com/2010/09/my-memorable-journey-experience.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/978222464099734695/posts/default/5699352723959344143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/978222464099734695/posts/default/5699352723959344143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tulsaved.blogspot.com/2010/09/my-memorable-journey-experience.html' title='My memorable Journey experience'/><author><name>Tulsa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18064948864959750169</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-W6ROVAxVWa8/TpuxZJTaeJI/AAAAAAAAAC4/6zuolhCHRNw/s220/Me%2B1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zd1-QNhWLv0/TJIT3EcvWHI/AAAAAAAAABc/AHoTZ3IsR7Y/s72-c/math_tulsa.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-978222464099734695.post-5980492649869294384</id><published>2010-09-11T17:14:00.003+09:00</published><updated>2010-09-11T17:21:59.869+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Kids scoop</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zd1-QNhWLv0/TIs75WZUudI/AAAAAAAAABU/LI2bF8kxZSo/s1600/popeye2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5515568025095682514" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zd1-QNhWLv0/TIs75WZUudI/AAAAAAAAABU/LI2bF8kxZSo/s320/popeye2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Log to my new section of Kids Scoop - Interviews. In this column, I shall be presenting kid’s interviews regarding their favs. Devanshi presents her views on books, cartoons and what she’d like to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;INTERVIEW by TULSA&lt;br /&gt;Name - Devanshi&lt;br /&gt;Age- 12 years&lt;br /&gt;Std- 8th &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ON BOOKS&lt;/strong&gt;:&lt;/span&gt; Devanshi love to read books. She thinks, Books are our best friends and gives us knowledge. Devanshi likes to read novels and short stories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ON COMPUTER:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; She believes computer is a useful machine and should be used for Knowledge. She thinks, Computers should not be used for 'time-pass' and playing games only.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;ON KNOWLEDGE:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Devanshi thinks that Knowledge is very important in everyone's life. We take knowledge from Internet, newspapers, books and teachers. Teachers are our mentors and shape our life with knowledge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;HER READING HANGOVER:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;HER FAVORITE CHARACTER ON TV:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Devanshi likes to watch Popeye. She likes the character who is very strong while eating spinach. It also gives message for global warming. She is fond of Popeye, the sailor man song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;HER BOOK COLLECTION:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Devanshi has 50-100 books and love to read amazing novels, knowledge stories, historical books and others in her home library.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;A concerned Question:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Should school going girls go to Beauty Parlour and take up fancy things to school ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Answer:&lt;/span&gt; No. Devanshi believes, there is no need to go to Beauty parlours as school is a place for study and not fashion. Taking fancy things to school is not good either as all cannot afford to bring costly fancy things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shall be presenting more Interviews of my friends and even if you want to be interviewed by me, &lt;a href="mailto:%20freesoul@kidsfreesouls.com"&gt;do send me an email.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Btw, My fav cartoon character is Popeye and what is yours?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Tulsa&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/978222464099734695-5980492649869294384?l=tulsaved.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tulsaved.blogspot.com/feeds/5980492649869294384/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tulsaved.blogspot.com/2010/09/log-to-my-new-section-of-kids-scoop.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/978222464099734695/posts/default/5980492649869294384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/978222464099734695/posts/default/5980492649869294384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tulsaved.blogspot.com/2010/09/log-to-my-new-section-of-kids-scoop.html' title='Kids scoop'/><author><name>Tulsa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18064948864959750169</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-W6ROVAxVWa8/TpuxZJTaeJI/AAAAAAAAAC4/6zuolhCHRNw/s220/Me%2B1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zd1-QNhWLv0/TIs75WZUudI/AAAAAAAAABU/LI2bF8kxZSo/s72-c/popeye2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-978222464099734695.post-900321622609057104</id><published>2010-08-19T21:47:00.002+09:00</published><updated>2010-08-19T21:59:27.003+09:00</updated><title type='text'>My Amazing Experience</title><content type='html'>Today, I would like to share an amazing experience with you. We always have a misunderstanding or an illusion that 'We are the Best.' Nobody can be better than me and I thought, I am perfect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, an incident changed my opinion that there are many others who are clever than us and we should accept our drawbacks. I met a co-student at my &lt;a href="http://www.kidsfreesouls.com/swagat.htm"&gt;Reading Library 'Swagat.'&lt;/a&gt; She seemed hyper minded, she didn't know how to speak properly and spoke like a child. But, last Saturday, she gave us a great surprize! My friends and I, were amazed to see her Project. All of us did a 'Cartoon Project' in the classroom and were given a worksheet to view and jot down our notings on the cartoon clip. She had done a very nice project and noted down her points in a very informative way. She had detailed the whole cartoon picture and what message it conveyed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My attitude changed from that day. I am very fond of her now and see all her positive sides. I think, we should not under-estimate others. Each person is born with their own positives and negatives. Some children are fast learners and some are slow. We do not excel in everything and we should always be positive. I learnt a lesson from my friend - "Work hard, Be positive and be Open-minded."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Tulsa&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/978222464099734695-900321622609057104?l=tulsaved.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tulsaved.blogspot.com/feeds/900321622609057104/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tulsaved.blogspot.com/2010/08/my-amazing-experience.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/978222464099734695/posts/default/900321622609057104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/978222464099734695/posts/default/900321622609057104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tulsaved.blogspot.com/2010/08/my-amazing-experience.html' title='My Amazing Experience'/><author><name>Tulsa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18064948864959750169</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-W6ROVAxVWa8/TpuxZJTaeJI/AAAAAAAAAC4/6zuolhCHRNw/s220/Me%2B1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-978222464099734695.post-7472255225918658919</id><published>2010-08-02T21:50:00.003+09:00</published><updated>2010-08-02T22:05:00.039+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Happiness comes from giving</title><content type='html'>An E-mail Forward I received today. This is very inspiring story. Indeed, Happiness comes from Giving and we all should help others. In doing so, we can bring a smile on someone's face and be happy too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Tulsa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Happiness Comes from Giving&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This story is about a beautiful, expensively dressed lady who complained to her psychiatrist that she felt that her whole life was empty, it had no meaning. So, the lady went to visit a counselor to seek out happiness. The counselor called over the old lady who cleaned the office floors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The counselor then said to the rich lady "I'm going to ask Mary here to tell you how she found happiness. All I want you to do is listen to her."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the old lady put down her broom and sat on a chair and told her story:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Well, my husband died of malaria and three months later my only son was killed by a car.I had nobody... I had nothing left. I couldn't sleep, I couldn't eat,I never smiled at anyone, I even thought of taking my own life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then one evening a little kitten followed me home from work. Somehow I felt sorry for that kitten. It was cold outside, so I decided to let the kitten in. I got it some milk, and the kitten licked the plate clean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then it purred and rubbed against my leg and for the first time in months,I smiled. Then I stopped to think, if helping a little kitten could make me smile,maybe doing something for people could make me happy.So the next day I baked some biscuits and took them to a neighbor who was sick in bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every day I tried to do something nice for someone.It made me so happy to see them happy. Today, I don't know of anybody who sleeps and eats better than I do. I've found happiness, by giving it to others."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When she heard  the rich lady cried. She had everything that money could buy, but she had lost the things which money cannot buy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/978222464099734695-7472255225918658919?l=tulsaved.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tulsaved.blogspot.com/feeds/7472255225918658919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tulsaved.blogspot.com/2010/08/happiness-comes-from-giving.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/978222464099734695/posts/default/7472255225918658919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/978222464099734695/posts/default/7472255225918658919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tulsaved.blogspot.com/2010/08/happiness-comes-from-giving.html' title='Happiness comes from giving'/><author><name>Tulsa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18064948864959750169</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-W6ROVAxVWa8/TpuxZJTaeJI/AAAAAAAAAC4/6zuolhCHRNw/s220/Me%2B1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-978222464099734695.post-3945039595964013860</id><published>2010-07-29T22:11:00.003+09:00</published><updated>2010-07-29T22:33:43.473+09:00</updated><title type='text'>I Love Reading</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zd1-QNhWLv0/TFGCl7ONH2I/AAAAAAAAABA/fwur7CAXvdQ/s1600/oliver.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 300px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499320208060129122" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zd1-QNhWLv0/TFGCl7ONH2I/AAAAAAAAABA/fwur7CAXvdQ/s320/oliver.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My Amazing Experience:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was in March 2010, my parents introduced me to &lt;a href="http://www.kidsfreesouls.com/swagat.htm"&gt;my Library class&lt;/a&gt;. I was reluctant to join an extra class activity and that too - Reading! It was boring for me to read books. However, I had no alternate but to visit the Library on a routine saturday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I came across many story books - short stories and fairy tales. It was easy to read and I got the confidence that I lacked. Apart from stories, I even read magazines and comic books. Slowly and gradually, my interest developed and I formed the habit of reading. My handwriting was no good and when I started writing book reviews of the stories I realized how to write better. Soon, I started writing cursive. Also, I have made many friends and we all love to do many Projects in the classroom. The recent Project was on Cartoons and we had a great time with the power point presentation. We enjoyed doing the scrap book and watching the Popeye movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am inspired by the amazing strength of my teacher who spares her saturdays since years for children like me. She encourages and motivates for reading and other activities that we are not taught at school. She cultivates our reading habits and today, inspite of being in Gujarati medium, I can read, speak and write better English.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This experience of mine, will take me a long way in my life and now, I love to read. I have already completed reading Ladybird classics - Oliver Twist, Sinbad the sailor and The Prince and the Pauper. My reviews follow soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Tulsa&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/978222464099734695-3945039595964013860?l=tulsaved.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tulsaved.blogspot.com/feeds/3945039595964013860/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tulsaved.blogspot.com/2010/07/i-love-reading.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/978222464099734695/posts/default/3945039595964013860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/978222464099734695/posts/default/3945039595964013860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tulsaved.blogspot.com/2010/07/i-love-reading.html' title='I Love Reading'/><author><name>Tulsa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18064948864959750169</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-W6ROVAxVWa8/TpuxZJTaeJI/AAAAAAAAAC4/6zuolhCHRNw/s220/Me%2B1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zd1-QNhWLv0/TFGCl7ONH2I/AAAAAAAAABA/fwur7CAXvdQ/s72-c/oliver.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-978222464099734695.post-3379147642914709121</id><published>2010-07-12T21:46:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2010-07-12T21:58:33.701+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Welcome to my Blog</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zd1-QNhWLv0/TDsRZHw90iI/AAAAAAAAAAM/v7DcO4uRZIA/s1600/smile14.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 35px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 34px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493003293787279906" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zd1-QNhWLv0/TDsRZHw90iI/AAAAAAAAAAM/v7DcO4uRZIA/s320/smile14.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Welcome to my World of Blogging. Stay tuned for Quotes, Jokes, Inspiring stories....Book reviews and all that I love to read.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;- Tulsa &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/978222464099734695-3379147642914709121?l=tulsaved.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tulsaved.blogspot.com/feeds/3379147642914709121/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tulsaved.blogspot.com/2010/07/welcome-to-my-blog.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/978222464099734695/posts/default/3379147642914709121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/978222464099734695/posts/default/3379147642914709121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tulsaved.blogspot.com/2010/07/welcome-to-my-blog.html' title='Welcome to my Blog'/><author><name>Tulsa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18064948864959750169</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-W6ROVAxVWa8/TpuxZJTaeJI/AAAAAAAAAC4/6zuolhCHRNw/s220/Me%2B1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zd1-QNhWLv0/TDsRZHw90iI/AAAAAAAAAAM/v7DcO4uRZIA/s72-c/smile14.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
