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		<title>By: Emma</title>
		<link>http://www.mentalfloss.com/blogs/archives/36819/comment-page-2#comment-218661</link>
		<dc:creator>Emma</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Fri, 16 Oct 2009 18:39:17 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>1. My most memorable field trip was going to a museum in Milwaukee in Kindergarten and looking forward to the sandwich my parents packed me for lunch. A teacher accidentaly mixed my lunch bag up with someone else&#039;s and I ended up with a sandwich with a bunch of tomatoes on it ( I hate raw tomatoes). And I remember being so hungry the rest of the day.

2. Five years ago I was still working on my mba degree. Ten years ago I was studying abroad in France for a year, having one of the best times of my life. Fifteen years ago I was a teenager trying to figure out who I was. 

3. There was a lot of debate in Madison, WI whether to name an elementary school after the Hmong leader Gen. Vang Pao or not. Ultimately I think they decided against it but I am not sure. 

4. I never did like scary anything. I can&#039;t recall reading anything too scary.As an adult reading &quot;Stolen Lives&quot; by Malika Oufkir fascinated me. How scary they her and her family lived in captivity for so long and still survived.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>1. My most memorable field trip was going to a museum in Milwaukee in Kindergarten and looking forward to the sandwich my parents packed me for lunch. A teacher accidentaly mixed my lunch bag up with someone else&#8217;s and I ended up with a sandwich with a bunch of tomatoes on it ( I hate raw tomatoes). And I remember being so hungry the rest of the day.</p>
<p>2. Five years ago I was still working on my mba degree. Ten years ago I was studying abroad in France for a year, having one of the best times of my life. Fifteen years ago I was a teenager trying to figure out who I was. </p>
<p>3. There was a lot of debate in Madison, WI whether to name an elementary school after the Hmong leader Gen. Vang Pao or not. Ultimately I think they decided against it but I am not sure. </p>
<p>4. I never did like scary anything. I can&#8217;t recall reading anything too scary.As an adult reading &#8220;Stolen Lives&#8221; by Malika Oufkir fascinated me. How scary they her and her family lived in captivity for so long and still survived.</p>
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		<title>By: BMC</title>
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		<dc:creator>BMC</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Mon, 12 Oct 2009 16:06:21 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>1. Senior year of high school, I was a peer counselor. We took a field trip to a ropes course to learn &#039;teamwork.&#039; Still one of the best days of my life. Everyone was amazed by everyone for some reason or another, and was the first and only time in my life I felt the least bit athletic. 

2. Five years ago - Falling in love with my now husband and working at the last job I probably will ever love. 

Ten years ago - Just graguated college and figuring out what to do with my life. 10 years later, I&#039;m still trying to figure it out.

Fifteen years - Starting senior year of high school, can&#039;t wait to finish.

4. Kafka&#039;s stories always gave me the shivers. The sadness and futility was too real.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>1. Senior year of high school, I was a peer counselor. We took a field trip to a ropes course to learn &#8216;teamwork.&#8217; Still one of the best days of my life. Everyone was amazed by everyone for some reason or another, and was the first and only time in my life I felt the least bit athletic. </p>
<p>2. Five years ago &#8211; Falling in love with my now husband and working at the last job I probably will ever love. </p>
<p>Ten years ago &#8211; Just graguated college and figuring out what to do with my life. 10 years later, I&#8217;m still trying to figure it out.</p>
<p>Fifteen years &#8211; Starting senior year of high school, can&#8217;t wait to finish.</p>
<p>4. Kafka&#8217;s stories always gave me the shivers. The sadness and futility was too real.</p>
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		<title>By: cookie</title>
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		<dc:creator>cookie</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Mon, 12 Oct 2009 04:41:31 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>1. I was terribly disappointed to be taking my 3rd grade trip to Atlas Paper Factory (especially since the other 3rd grade class got a pool party or something) but it wasn&#039;t so bad.  My grandmother came with &amp; talked throughout the entire tour - it turns out she&#039;d worked there in the 40&#039;s-50&#039;s.  We even got free notepads &amp; sketchbooks at the end.

2. Five years - losing my house.  Ten years - getting settled in my new house.  Fifteen - moving out on my own.

4. It. 

Recaptcha : trumps Employment</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>1. I was terribly disappointed to be taking my 3rd grade trip to Atlas Paper Factory (especially since the other 3rd grade class got a pool party or something) but it wasn&#8217;t so bad.  My grandmother came with &amp; talked throughout the entire tour &#8211; it turns out she&#8217;d worked there in the 40&#8242;s-50&#8242;s.  We even got free notepads &amp; sketchbooks at the end.</p>
<p>2. Five years &#8211; losing my house.  Ten years &#8211; getting settled in my new house.  Fifteen &#8211; moving out on my own.</p>
<p>4. It. </p>
<p>Recaptcha : trumps Employment</p>
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		<title>By: MNP</title>
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		<dc:creator>MNP</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Mon, 12 Oct 2009 01:33:08 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>1. In 8th grade our German class went to a local German bakery. We left school halfway through the day, and took a bus there. I remember there was a guy playing the accordion, and after we ate we could buy anything from the bakery with our own money. In 1st grade, we also went on an &quot;exploring expedition&quot;, and walked from our school to the nearby wildlife center for our Christopher Columbus unit. It was a lot of fun.

2. Five years ago, I was at a new school. Ten years ago, I had just started kindergarten, which seemed like the scariest place in the entire world at the time. And fifteen years ago, I wasn&#039;t born.

3. I have a few friends who go to Fort Collins High School, and their school mascot is the lambkin.

4. I would have to agree with the original Dracula, by Bram Stoker.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>1. In 8th grade our German class went to a local German bakery. We left school halfway through the day, and took a bus there. I remember there was a guy playing the accordion, and after we ate we could buy anything from the bakery with our own money. In 1st grade, we also went on an &#8220;exploring expedition&#8221;, and walked from our school to the nearby wildlife center for our Christopher Columbus unit. It was a lot of fun.</p>
<p>2. Five years ago, I was at a new school. Ten years ago, I had just started kindergarten, which seemed like the scariest place in the entire world at the time. And fifteen years ago, I wasn&#8217;t born.</p>
<p>3. I have a few friends who go to Fort Collins High School, and their school mascot is the lambkin.</p>
<p>4. I would have to agree with the original Dracula, by Bram Stoker.</p>
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		<title>By: Heather</title>
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		<dc:creator>Heather</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sun, 11 Oct 2009 23:52:48 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>I was in college, studying to be a teacher.  I had a summer job teaching a 4 year old preschool class in the inner city.  I took the kids on a field trip of a hayride in the little town where I lived.  These kids had never been to the country, and certainly had never seen a horse, touched one or ridden in a hay wagon.  They enjoyed it so much, I&#039;ll never forget it.  Then two weeks later the farmer&#039;s barn burned and he lost his rig and his two draft horses, and I didn&#039;t have the heart to tell the kids.  I think about it still!</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I was in college, studying to be a teacher.  I had a summer job teaching a 4 year old preschool class in the inner city.  I took the kids on a field trip of a hayride in the little town where I lived.  These kids had never been to the country, and certainly had never seen a horse, touched one or ridden in a hay wagon.  They enjoyed it so much, I&#8217;ll never forget it.  Then two weeks later the farmer&#8217;s barn burned and he lost his rig and his two draft horses, and I didn&#8217;t have the heart to tell the kids.  I think about it still!</p>
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		<title>By: lorelei</title>
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		<dc:creator>lorelei</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sun, 11 Oct 2009 20:01:35 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>In fourth grade the school board decided to close down our school to make it into offices.  Since many of us would never see each other again (they re-districted the city) we had an end of school trip.  They took us to the home of Barnum and Bailey in Baraboo, WI.  The circus was closed to everyone but us and we were allowed to wander and see everything.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>In fourth grade the school board decided to close down our school to make it into offices.  Since many of us would never see each other again (they re-districted the city) we had an end of school trip.  They took us to the home of Barnum and Bailey in Baraboo, WI.  The circus was closed to everyone but us and we were allowed to wander and see everything.</p>
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		<title>By: P. Esh</title>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 11 Oct 2009 03:12:10 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>best field trip is when my 8t grade trip went to San Francisco. I was approached by a prostitute. At the time it really freaked me out. She looked like a cracked out Cleopatra.

5 years ago I was starting my career at a police officer. 10 years ago I was starting in the Marine Corps. 15 years ago I was in high school.

North of us a high school named their mascot the warriors with a plains american-indian. We live on the coast so some people were offended. They don&#039;t have a mascot anymore, just the name.

I don&#039;t remember the name of the book but it was about this boy was was taken used as a slave at this tavern. I heard it in the 3rd grade.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>best field trip is when my 8t grade trip went to San Francisco. I was approached by a prostitute. At the time it really freaked me out. She looked like a cracked out Cleopatra.</p>
<p>5 years ago I was starting my career at a police officer. 10 years ago I was starting in the Marine Corps. 15 years ago I was in high school.</p>
<p>North of us a high school named their mascot the warriors with a plains american-indian. We live on the coast so some people were offended. They don&#8217;t have a mascot anymore, just the name.</p>
<p>I don&#8217;t remember the name of the book but it was about this boy was was taken used as a slave at this tavern. I heard it in the 3rd grade.</p>
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		<title>By: Eva</title>
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		<dc:creator>Eva</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sat, 10 Oct 2009 17:39:26 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>1) in forth grade we went to the zoo during mating season...</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>1) in forth grade we went to the zoo during mating season&#8230;</p>
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		<title>By: Lynley</title>
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		<dc:creator>Lynley</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sat, 10 Oct 2009 04:18:47 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Happy Anniversary, Jason and Mrs. Jason!

1. My eighth-grade class took a trip to the Little White House in Warm Springs, GA, vacation home of FDR.  Though it&#039;s a really neat place, I used to live about ten minutes away, so it wasn&#039;t that big of a deal to me. The most memorable thing about the trip, though, was that I got two days of detention for chewing gum on the bus.  It was the only time I had detention in all my years of school!  That teacher was so mean....

In fifth grade, we visited Westville in Lumpkin, GA, a town that is set in the 1850s.  We got to visit the blacksmith, see all kinds of cool artifacts, and got to eat real sugar cane!  We spent the bus ride back home gnawing on the sweet (yet fibrous) cane.  What a neat place - if you&#039;re in west central Georgia, come visit!  Link in my name.

2.  Let&#039;s see....five years ago I was getting ready for a weekend of football watching and house cleaning (pretty much the same as this weekend, except now I have a husband, a larger house, and a dog).  Ten years ago I was in my senior year of college, so I was probably gearing up for a weekend of football and apartment cleaning.  Fifteen years ago I was probably missing my curfew after the high school football game. I love football...

3.  One of the elementary schools in my mom&#039;s town is named after the man who used to own the land that the school is built on.  It was one of the stipulations that his family made when they sold the land from his estate.  Pretty cool idea, I think.

4. I hate scary books and movies, but I did go through a Stephen King phase in seventh grade (much to my husband&#039;s delight).  Much like Joey, &quot;The Shining&quot; scared the crap out of me (the freezer trick is a good one!).  My husband is reading &quot;It&quot; again (for the millionth time).  I don&#039;t know how he can fall asleep every night after reading that, but his tolerance for scary is much higher than mine!</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Happy Anniversary, Jason and Mrs. Jason!</p>
<p>1. My eighth-grade class took a trip to the Little White House in Warm Springs, GA, vacation home of FDR.  Though it&#8217;s a really neat place, I used to live about ten minutes away, so it wasn&#8217;t that big of a deal to me. The most memorable thing about the trip, though, was that I got two days of detention for chewing gum on the bus.  It was the only time I had detention in all my years of school!  That teacher was so mean&#8230;.</p>
<p>In fifth grade, we visited Westville in Lumpkin, GA, a town that is set in the 1850s.  We got to visit the blacksmith, see all kinds of cool artifacts, and got to eat real sugar cane!  We spent the bus ride back home gnawing on the sweet (yet fibrous) cane.  What a neat place &#8211; if you&#8217;re in west central Georgia, come visit!  Link in my name.</p>
<p>2.  Let&#8217;s see&#8230;.five years ago I was getting ready for a weekend of football watching and house cleaning (pretty much the same as this weekend, except now I have a husband, a larger house, and a dog).  Ten years ago I was in my senior year of college, so I was probably gearing up for a weekend of football and apartment cleaning.  Fifteen years ago I was probably missing my curfew after the high school football game. I love football&#8230;</p>
<p>3.  One of the elementary schools in my mom&#8217;s town is named after the man who used to own the land that the school is built on.  It was one of the stipulations that his family made when they sold the land from his estate.  Pretty cool idea, I think.</p>
<p>4. I hate scary books and movies, but I did go through a Stephen King phase in seventh grade (much to my husband&#8217;s delight).  Much like Joey, &#8220;The Shining&#8221; scared the crap out of me (the freezer trick is a good one!).  My husband is reading &#8220;It&#8221; again (for the millionth time).  I don&#8217;t know how he can fall asleep every night after reading that, but his tolerance for scary is much higher than mine!</p>
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		<title>By: chris</title>
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		<dc:creator>chris</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sat, 10 Oct 2009 03:56:17 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>best field trip was in 5th grade to fort ross on the california coast. the class was split up into different groups (cooks, arts &amp; crafts, hunter/gatheres, security) and each student had to perform an activity related to that group. i distinctly remember waking up in the middle of the night and wandering down to the fire in the middle of the night and enjoying peanut butter cookies. 
worst field trip ever was to skipper&#039;s--a local fast food fish place a la long john silvers. we actually walked there from my elementary school and learned the fascinating behind the scenes goings on of a deep fried fish house. it seemed cool at the time but i was in 4th grade and looking back it was quite the waste of time. 
scariest book ever: the exorcist</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>best field trip was in 5th grade to fort ross on the california coast. the class was split up into different groups (cooks, arts &amp; crafts, hunter/gatheres, security) and each student had to perform an activity related to that group. i distinctly remember waking up in the middle of the night and wandering down to the fire in the middle of the night and enjoying peanut butter cookies.<br />
worst field trip ever was to skipper&#8217;s&#8211;a local fast food fish place a la long john silvers. we actually walked there from my elementary school and learned the fascinating behind the scenes goings on of a deep fried fish house. it seemed cool at the time but i was in 4th grade and looking back it was quite the waste of time.<br />
scariest book ever: the exorcist</p>
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