<?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-5368493105167255618</id><updated>2012-02-16T09:35:39.384-08:00</updated><category term='ipecac syrup'/><category term='presentiment'/><category term='Anne of GG ch. 34'/><category term='pertubation'/><category term='Forsyth and Rada Machine Learning'/><category term='Anne of GG ch. 8'/><category term='pithy'/><category term='Anne of GG ch. 12'/><category term='abstracted'/><category term='Anne of GG ch. 18'/><category term='deprecatory'/><category term='brook'/><category term='gimlet'/><category term='embowered'/><category term='garret'/><category term='Abraham Lincoln'/><category term='Anne of GG ch. 1'/><category term='coruscations'/><category term='Anne of GG ch. 23'/><category term='sojourn'/><category term='fortnight'/><category term='Anne of GG ch. 35'/><category term='Anne of GG ch. 29'/><category term='Canada&apos;s Premier'/><category term='Anne of GG ch. 7'/><category term='heathen'/><category term='sundry'/><category term='inculcate'/><category term='Anne of GG ch. 13'/><category term='dudgeon'/><category term='anodyne liniment'/><category term='blight'/><category term='rejoinder'/><category term='effusion'/><category term='raiment'/><category term='Thomas Helm'/><category term='gable'/><category term='family herald'/><category term='oft'/><category term='Anne of GG ch. 6'/><category term='Anne of GG ch. 17'/><category term='sallow'/><category term='definitions'/><category term='Anne of GG ch. 25'/><category term='Anne of GG ch. 33'/><category term='manse'/><category term='river'/><category term='cogitation'/><category term='Anne of GG ch. 14'/><category term='Anne of GG ch. 5'/><category term='chestnut tree blooming'/><category term='grippe'/><category term='Anne of GG ch. 15'/><category term='unpropitious'/><category term='vexed'/><category term='unregenerate'/><category term='superfluous'/><category term='consumption'/><category term='Anne of GG ch. 16'/><category term='mayflowers'/><category term='muse'/><category term='pulchritudinous'/><category term='Quotes I want to remember (AGG)'/><category term='asylum'/><category term='capricious'/><category term='Anne of GG ch. 24'/><category term='decorum'/><category term='harrow'/><category term='deprecatingly'/><category term='flounce'/><category term='betokened'/><category term='classics'/><category term='tremenjusly'/><category term='ebullition'/><category term='Pierre Auguste Renoir'/><category term='Chinese Proverb'/><category term='Anne of GG ch. 27'/><category term='Anne of GG ch. 38'/><category term='Anne of GG ch. 21'/><category term='parsed'/><category term='Anne of GG ch. 31'/><category term='consternation'/><category term='P.J. O&apos;Rourke'/><category term='elocutionist'/><category term='contemptuously'/><category term='ingratiatingly'/><category term='Anne of Green Gables'/><category term='pung sleigh'/><category term='Anne of GG ch. 26'/><category term='prima donna'/><category term='Anne of GG ch. 10'/><category term='creek'/><category term='reproach'/><category term='snood'/><category term='homeschooling'/><category term='wincey'/><category term='besetting'/><category term='Oscar Wilde'/><category term='trice'/><category term='predilection'/><category term='Anne of GG ch. 32'/><category term='Anne of GG ch. 4'/><category term='twitted'/><category term='purple violets'/><category term='dryad'/><category term='Anne of GG ch. 11'/><category term='bible'/><category term='obdurate'/><category term='quotes from Anne of Green Gables'/><category term='&quot;Curfew Must Not Ring Tonight&quot;'/><category term='stream'/><category term='benevolent'/><category term='William Ewart'/><category term='dyspeptic'/><category term='consolatory'/><category term='Anne of GG ch. 3'/><category term='Anne of GG ch. 36'/><category term='student'/><category term='Charles W. Eliot'/><category term='Anne of GG ch. 37'/><category term='brusquely'/><category term='epoch'/><category term='Tuesdays Quote'/><category term='womens right to vote in Canada'/><category term='Anne of GG ch. 28'/><category term='ostentatiously'/><category term='Groucho Marx'/><category term='Anne of GG ch. 2'/><category term='pupil'/><category term='parthian'/><category term='Anne of GG ch. 30'/><category term='gadding'/><category term='indignant'/><category term='Anne of GG ch. 9'/><category term='Anne of GG ch. 20'/><category term='LibriVox'/><category term='witch'/><category term='author unknown'/><category term='refractory'/><category term='fractious'/><category term='Anne of GG ch. 19'/><category term='Jeremy Collier'/><title type='text'>Let's Read Classics</title><subtitle type='html'>What do you think of when you hear the words "classic literature?" In the past I thought of boring books that I would never finish.  Now I have children and want to be more of a mentor than a teacher.  Reading classics is one way to show my children that I am still learning and it's fun.  How about it?  Are you up for a challenge?  If so...then let's read.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letsreadclassics.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5368493105167255618/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letsreadclassics.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>MyKidsMom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15782169104131568850</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zlJmW_DQSUs/SXDFN5lw7LI/AAAAAAAAADU/TYch8gOW7So/S220/100_0694.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>58</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5368493105167255618.post-1165745438849762882</id><published>2009-04-28T07:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-28T07:24:00.118-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='William Ewart'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tuesdays Quote'/><title type='text'>Tuesdays Quote</title><content type='html'>Books are delightful society.  If you go into a room and find it full of books - even without taking them from the shelves they seem to speak to you, to bid you welcome.  ~William Ewart Gladstone&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5368493105167255618-1165745438849762882?l=letsreadclassics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letsreadclassics.blogspot.com/feeds/1165745438849762882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5368493105167255618&amp;postID=1165745438849762882&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5368493105167255618/posts/default/1165745438849762882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5368493105167255618/posts/default/1165745438849762882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letsreadclassics.blogspot.com/2009/04/tuesdays-quote_28.html' title='Tuesdays Quote'/><author><name>MyKidsMom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15782169104131568850</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zlJmW_DQSUs/SXDFN5lw7LI/AAAAAAAAADU/TYch8gOW7So/S220/100_0694.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5368493105167255618.post-655277617090948647</id><published>2009-04-21T07:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-21T07:19:00.662-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tuesdays Quote'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jeremy Collier'/><title type='text'>Tuesdays Quote</title><content type='html'>Books support us in our solitude and keep us from being a burden to ourselves. ~Jeremy Collier&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5368493105167255618-655277617090948647?l=letsreadclassics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letsreadclassics.blogspot.com/feeds/655277617090948647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5368493105167255618&amp;postID=655277617090948647&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5368493105167255618/posts/default/655277617090948647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5368493105167255618/posts/default/655277617090948647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letsreadclassics.blogspot.com/2009/04/tuesdays-quote_21.html' title='Tuesdays Quote'/><author><name>MyKidsMom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15782169104131568850</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zlJmW_DQSUs/SXDFN5lw7LI/AAAAAAAAADU/TYch8gOW7So/S220/100_0694.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5368493105167255618.post-6890549732545261652</id><published>2009-04-14T06:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-18T19:19:24.974-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tuesdays Quote'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Forsyth and Rada Machine Learning'/><title type='text'>Tuesdays Quote</title><content type='html'>Many people, other than the authors, contribute to the making of a book, from the first person who had the bright idea of alphabetic writing through the inventor of movable type to the lumberjacks who felled the trees that were pulped for its printing. It is not customary to acknowledge the trees themselves, though their commitment is total.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Forsyth and Rada, Machine Learning&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5368493105167255618-6890549732545261652?l=letsreadclassics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letsreadclassics.blogspot.com/feeds/6890549732545261652/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5368493105167255618&amp;postID=6890549732545261652&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5368493105167255618/posts/default/6890549732545261652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5368493105167255618/posts/default/6890549732545261652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letsreadclassics.blogspot.com/2009/04/tuesdays-quote_14.html' title='Tuesdays Quote'/><author><name>MyKidsMom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15782169104131568850</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zlJmW_DQSUs/SXDFN5lw7LI/AAAAAAAAADU/TYch8gOW7So/S220/100_0694.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5368493105167255618.post-3457028456552755408</id><published>2009-04-07T06:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-07T10:50:57.542-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='P.J. O&apos;Rourke'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tuesdays Quote'/><title type='text'>Tuesdays Quote</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Always read something that will make you look good if you die in the middle of it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;~P.J. O'Rourke&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5368493105167255618-3457028456552755408?l=letsreadclassics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letsreadclassics.blogspot.com/feeds/3457028456552755408/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5368493105167255618&amp;postID=3457028456552755408&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5368493105167255618/posts/default/3457028456552755408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5368493105167255618/posts/default/3457028456552755408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letsreadclassics.blogspot.com/2009/04/tuesdays-quote.html' title='Tuesdays Quote'/><author><name>MyKidsMom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15782169104131568850</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zlJmW_DQSUs/SXDFN5lw7LI/AAAAAAAAADU/TYch8gOW7So/S220/100_0694.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5368493105167255618.post-2708657176068460781</id><published>2009-03-31T19:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-07T10:53:36.978-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Anne of GG ch. 38'/><title type='text'>The Bend in the Road (ch 38)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;"When I left Queen's my future seemed to stretch out before me like straight road.  I thought I could see along it for many a milestone.  Now there is a bend in it.  I don't know what lies around the bend, but &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; going to believe that the best does.  It has a fascination of its own, that  bend, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Marilla&lt;/span&gt;."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Don't you wish everyone had this kind of outlook on bends in the road?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lastly, "nothing could rob her of her birthright of fancy or her ideal world of dreams.  And there was always the bend in the road!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5368493105167255618-2708657176068460781?l=letsreadclassics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letsreadclassics.blogspot.com/feeds/2708657176068460781/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5368493105167255618&amp;postID=2708657176068460781&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5368493105167255618/posts/default/2708657176068460781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5368493105167255618/posts/default/2708657176068460781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letsreadclassics.blogspot.com/2009/03/bend-in-road-ch-38.html' title='The Bend in the Road (ch 38)'/><author><name>MyKidsMom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15782169104131568850</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zlJmW_DQSUs/SXDFN5lw7LI/AAAAAAAAADU/TYch8gOW7So/S220/100_0694.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5368493105167255618.post-5584854347067262252</id><published>2009-03-31T19:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-07T10:53:24.743-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Anne of GG ch. 37'/><title type='text'>The Reaper Whose Name Is Death (ch 37)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Matthew is gone. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Anne looked at the still face and there beheld the seal of the Great Presence."  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;"She felt &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;something&lt;/span&gt; like shame and remorse when she discovered that the sunrises behind &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;the&lt;/span&gt; firs and the pale pink buds opening in the garden gave her the old inrush of gladness when she saw them - that Diana's visits were pleasant to her and that Diana's merry words &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;and&lt;/span&gt; ways moved her to laughter and love and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;friendship&lt;/span&gt; had lost none of its power to please her fancy and thrill her heart, that life still called her with many insistent voices."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Today Diana said something funny and I found myself laughing.  I thought when it happened  I could never laugh again.  And it somehow seems as if I oughtn't to."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5368493105167255618-5584854347067262252?l=letsreadclassics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letsreadclassics.blogspot.com/feeds/5584854347067262252/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5368493105167255618&amp;postID=5584854347067262252&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5368493105167255618/posts/default/5584854347067262252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5368493105167255618/posts/default/5584854347067262252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letsreadclassics.blogspot.com/2009/03/reaper-whose-name-is-death-ch-37.html' title='The Reaper Whose Name Is Death (ch 37)'/><author><name>MyKidsMom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15782169104131568850</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zlJmW_DQSUs/SXDFN5lw7LI/AAAAAAAAADU/TYch8gOW7So/S220/100_0694.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5368493105167255618.post-6700495954824030218</id><published>2009-03-31T19:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-07T10:53:24.747-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Anne of GG ch. 36'/><title type='text'>The Glory and the Dream (ch 36)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zlJmW_DQSUs/Sc7d0fwoNaI/AAAAAAAAAJE/vAT6BRH9kLo/s1600-h/apple_blossoms.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 300px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318432103919531426" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zlJmW_DQSUs/Sc7d0fwoNaI/AAAAAAAAAJE/vAT6BRH9kLo/s400/apple_blossoms.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Congratulations Anne! You've won the Avery. How wonderful. Now it's back to &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Avonlea&lt;/span&gt; and the apple blossoms.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;But apple blossoms don't last forever. "Anne always remembered the silvery, peaceful beauty and fragrant calm of that night.  It was the last night &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;before&lt;/span&gt; sorrow touched her life; and no life is ever quite the same again when once that cold, sanctifying touch has been laid upon it."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5368493105167255618-6700495954824030218?l=letsreadclassics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letsreadclassics.blogspot.com/feeds/6700495954824030218/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5368493105167255618&amp;postID=6700495954824030218&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5368493105167255618/posts/default/6700495954824030218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5368493105167255618/posts/default/6700495954824030218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letsreadclassics.blogspot.com/2009/03/glory-and-dream-ch-36.html' title='The Glory and the Dream (ch 36)'/><author><name>MyKidsMom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15782169104131568850</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zlJmW_DQSUs/SXDFN5lw7LI/AAAAAAAAADU/TYch8gOW7So/S220/100_0694.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zlJmW_DQSUs/Sc7d0fwoNaI/AAAAAAAAAJE/vAT6BRH9kLo/s72-c/apple_blossoms.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5368493105167255618.post-5610828654709171547</id><published>2009-03-31T18:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-07T10:53:10.079-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='chestnut tree blooming'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='purple violets'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pierre Auguste Renoir'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Anne of GG ch. 35'/><title type='text'>The Winter and Queen's (ch 35)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Her thoughts are often turning to Gilbert. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;HMMM&lt;/span&gt;........&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 319px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318425827295968674" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zlJmW_DQSUs/Sc7YHJg9PaI/AAAAAAAAAI0/dUPA5b2CSEM/s400/Blooming-Chestnut-Tree-by+Pierre+Auguste+Renoir.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I didn't think I was ever going to find a picture of blooming chestnut trees. This is a painting done by Pierre Auguste Renoir’s (1841 – 1919).&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 131px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 143px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318427778518325042" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zlJmW_DQSUs/Sc7Z4uYnlzI/AAAAAAAAAI8/D01uJCdnWpc/s400/purple+violets.jpg" /&gt;Purple violets.  I have several of these in my flower bed.  I love them too, Anne. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5368493105167255618-5610828654709171547?l=letsreadclassics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letsreadclassics.blogspot.com/feeds/5610828654709171547/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5368493105167255618&amp;postID=5610828654709171547&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5368493105167255618/posts/default/5610828654709171547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5368493105167255618/posts/default/5610828654709171547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letsreadclassics.blogspot.com/2009/03/winter-and-queens-ch-35.html' title='The Winter and Queen&apos;s (ch 35)'/><author><name>MyKidsMom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15782169104131568850</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zlJmW_DQSUs/SXDFN5lw7LI/AAAAAAAAADU/TYch8gOW7So/S220/100_0694.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zlJmW_DQSUs/Sc7YHJg9PaI/AAAAAAAAAI0/dUPA5b2CSEM/s72-c/Blooming-Chestnut-Tree-by+Pierre+Auguste+Renoir.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5368493105167255618.post-7888804267634243655</id><published>2009-03-31T17:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-07T10:52:54.358-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='unpropitious'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='elocutionist'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Anne of GG ch. 33'/><title type='text'>The Hotel Concert (ch 33)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;My how Anne has grown up.  Her room must seem &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;pulchritudinous&lt;/span&gt; to her.  I couldn't wait to use that word.  Just don't ask me to pronounce it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I had forgotten that Anne was older than Diana.  Will Diana ever make it through school with out Anne? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Does Lucy Maud Montgomery know how to end a chapter or what?  "Well, I don't want to be any one but myself, even if I go &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;uncomforted&lt;/span&gt; by diamonds all my life," &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;declared&lt;/span&gt; Anne.  "I'm quite content to be Anne of Green Gables, with my string of pearl beads.  I know Matthew gave me as much love with them as ever went with Madam the Pin Lady's jewels."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;elocutionist&lt;/strong&gt; - a person who studies and practices oral delivery, including the control of both voice and gesture &lt;font color="#ff0000" size="1"&gt;(I knew what this word meant, but i wanted to include it anyway)&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;font color="#ff0000" size="1"&gt;&lt;/font&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;font color="#000000" size="1"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;unpropitious&lt;/strong&gt; -  Unfavorable&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5368493105167255618-7888804267634243655?l=letsreadclassics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letsreadclassics.blogspot.com/feeds/7888804267634243655/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5368493105167255618&amp;postID=7888804267634243655&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5368493105167255618/posts/default/7888804267634243655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5368493105167255618/posts/default/7888804267634243655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letsreadclassics.blogspot.com/2009/03/hotel-concert-ch-33.html' title='The Hotel Concert (ch 33)'/><author><name>MyKidsMom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15782169104131568850</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zlJmW_DQSUs/SXDFN5lw7LI/AAAAAAAAADU/TYch8gOW7So/S220/100_0694.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5368493105167255618.post-5896338300891061631</id><published>2009-03-31T15:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-07T10:52:54.361-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Anne of GG ch. 32'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fortnight'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Quotes I want to remember (AGG)'/><title type='text'>The Pass List is Out (ch 32)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Will she pass or fail?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;"if you can't be cheerful, be as cheerful as you can."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;and&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;"the sun will go on rising and setting even if I fail &lt;font id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;geometry&lt;/font&gt;"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;And pass she did. With flying colors at the top of the list. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;fortnight&lt;/strong&gt; - the space of fourteen nights and days; two weeks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5368493105167255618-5896338300891061631?l=letsreadclassics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letsreadclassics.blogspot.com/feeds/5896338300891061631/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5368493105167255618&amp;postID=5896338300891061631&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5368493105167255618/posts/default/5896338300891061631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5368493105167255618/posts/default/5896338300891061631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letsreadclassics.blogspot.com/2009/03/pass-list-is-out-ch-32.html' title='The Pass List is Out (ch 32)'/><author><name>MyKidsMom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15782169104131568850</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zlJmW_DQSUs/SXDFN5lw7LI/AAAAAAAAADU/TYch8gOW7So/S220/100_0694.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5368493105167255618.post-6397628104939407906</id><published>2009-03-31T15:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-07T10:53:09.723-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='garret'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Anne of GG ch. 34'/><title type='text'>A Queen's Girl (ch 34)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;font id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Ahh&lt;/font&gt;, how lonely to be in a narrow room with no green or bookcase. And to think that &lt;font id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Marilla&lt;/font&gt; was looking down the lane for Matthew. And then that Josie &lt;font id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Pye&lt;/font&gt;. Maybe loneliness is better than Josie's companionship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can see that my post are getting shorter. I wonder if that is because Anne is all grown up. Or am I just tired of writing and want to get this chapter over with?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;garret&lt;/strong&gt; - an attic, usually a small, wretched one&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5368493105167255618-6397628104939407906?l=letsreadclassics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letsreadclassics.blogspot.com/feeds/6397628104939407906/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5368493105167255618&amp;postID=6397628104939407906&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5368493105167255618/posts/default/6397628104939407906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5368493105167255618/posts/default/6397628104939407906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letsreadclassics.blogspot.com/2009/03/blog-post.html' title='A Queen&apos;s Girl (ch 34)'/><author><name>MyKidsMom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15782169104131568850</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zlJmW_DQSUs/SXDFN5lw7LI/AAAAAAAAADU/TYch8gOW7So/S220/100_0694.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5368493105167255618.post-8151838154389216059</id><published>2009-03-31T01:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-31T01:30:00.586-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Groucho Marx'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tuesdays Quote'/><title type='text'>Tuesdays Quote</title><content type='html'>Outside of a dog, a book is man's best friend. Inside of a dog it's too dark to read.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Groucho Marx&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5368493105167255618-8151838154389216059?l=letsreadclassics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letsreadclassics.blogspot.com/feeds/8151838154389216059/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5368493105167255618&amp;postID=8151838154389216059&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5368493105167255618/posts/default/8151838154389216059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5368493105167255618/posts/default/8151838154389216059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letsreadclassics.blogspot.com/2009/03/tuesdays-quote_22.html' title='Tuesdays Quote'/><author><name>MyKidsMom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15782169104131568850</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zlJmW_DQSUs/SXDFN5lw7LI/AAAAAAAAADU/TYch8gOW7So/S220/100_0694.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5368493105167255618.post-3702310368978442456</id><published>2009-03-30T08:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-30T08:25:00.635-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Anne of GG ch. 31'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='flounce'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='unregenerate'/><title type='text'>Where the Brook and River Meet (ch 31)</title><content type='html'>I'm wondering how much our clothing affects our attitude. I know of course that I feel better when I'm dressed nice. But how does it affect our children? Does it make a difference?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Marilla&lt;/span&gt;, crying over Anne not being a little girl anymore. I don't even want to think about that thought.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;unregenerate&lt;/strong&gt; - not renewed in heart and mind or reborn in spirit; unrepentant&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;flounce&lt;/strong&gt; - a strip of material gathered or pleated and attached at one edge, with the other edge left loose or hanging: used for trimming, as on the edge of a skirt or sleeve or on a curtain, slipcover, etc.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5368493105167255618-3702310368978442456?l=letsreadclassics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letsreadclassics.blogspot.com/feeds/3702310368978442456/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5368493105167255618&amp;postID=3702310368978442456&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5368493105167255618/posts/default/3702310368978442456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5368493105167255618/posts/default/3702310368978442456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letsreadclassics.blogspot.com/2009/03/where-brook-and-river-meet-ch-31.html' title='Where the Brook and River Meet (ch 31)'/><author><name>MyKidsMom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15782169104131568850</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zlJmW_DQSUs/SXDFN5lw7LI/AAAAAAAAADU/TYch8gOW7So/S220/100_0694.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5368493105167255618.post-8132528705503848945</id><published>2009-03-29T14:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-30T06:17:42.854-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='homeschooling'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Anne of GG ch. 30'/><title type='text'>The Queen's Class is Organized (ch. 30)</title><content type='html'>Finally!!!! She has forgiven Gilbert and didn't even realize it. Oh Anne, I'm so happy that you don't carry that bitterness around anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't blame her for wanting to put those books under lock and key. I would want to do the same thing. Thanks goodness I don't have to teach geometry yet.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5368493105167255618-8132528705503848945?l=letsreadclassics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letsreadclassics.blogspot.com/feeds/8132528705503848945/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5368493105167255618&amp;postID=8132528705503848945&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5368493105167255618/posts/default/8132528705503848945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5368493105167255618/posts/default/8132528705503848945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letsreadclassics.blogspot.com/2009/03/queens-class-is-organized-ch-30.html' title='The Queen&apos;s Class is Organized (ch. 30)'/><author><name>MyKidsMom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15782169104131568850</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zlJmW_DQSUs/SXDFN5lw7LI/AAAAAAAAADU/TYch8gOW7So/S220/100_0694.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5368493105167255618.post-2010334949222168116</id><published>2009-03-28T14:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-28T14:33:35.341-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quotes from Anne of Green Gables'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Quotes I want to remember (AGG)'/><title type='text'>Quotes I want to remember....always</title><content type='html'>I've decided to make a list of quotes that I want to remember.  And since my memory isn't so good lately I thought I had better write them down.  They will be listed under "quotes I want to remember."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh it was a never to be forgotten day, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Marilla&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5368493105167255618-2010334949222168116?l=letsreadclassics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letsreadclassics.blogspot.com/feeds/2010334949222168116/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5368493105167255618&amp;postID=2010334949222168116&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5368493105167255618/posts/default/2010334949222168116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5368493105167255618/posts/default/2010334949222168116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letsreadclassics.blogspot.com/2009/03/quotes-i-want-to-rememberalways.html' title='Quotes I want to remember....always'/><author><name>MyKidsMom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15782169104131568850</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zlJmW_DQSUs/SXDFN5lw7LI/AAAAAAAAADU/TYch8gOW7So/S220/100_0694.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5368493105167255618.post-5292204026981871325</id><published>2009-03-28T13:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-28T14:41:55.710-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='epoch'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='prima donna'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Anne of GG ch. 29'/><title type='text'>An Epoch in Anne's Life (ch. 29)</title><content type='html'>I do love this chapter but so far my favorite is this. "It's always wrong to do anything you can't tell the ministers wife." It's as good as an extra conscience to have a minister's wife for your friend."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It brought tears to my eyes to read the words, "But the best of it all was coming home."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't imagine what Anne's life would have been like if she had not gone to live with &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Marilla&lt;/span&gt; and Matthew.  What love has grown up between &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Marilla&lt;/span&gt;, Matthew and Anne.  It makes my heart swell and my eyes water.....again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;epoch&lt;/strong&gt; - a point of time distinguished by a particular event or state of affairs; a memorable date&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;prima&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;donna&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; - a first or principal female singer of an opera company&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;prosaic&lt;/strong&gt; - commonplace or dull; matter-of-fact or unimaginative&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5368493105167255618-5292204026981871325?l=letsreadclassics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letsreadclassics.blogspot.com/feeds/5292204026981871325/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5368493105167255618&amp;postID=5292204026981871325&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5368493105167255618/posts/default/5292204026981871325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5368493105167255618/posts/default/5292204026981871325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letsreadclassics.blogspot.com/2009/03/epoch-in-annes-life-ch-29.html' title='An Epoch in Anne&apos;s Life (ch. 29)'/><author><name>MyKidsMom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15782169104131568850</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zlJmW_DQSUs/SXDFN5lw7LI/AAAAAAAAADU/TYch8gOW7So/S220/100_0694.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5368493105167255618.post-5909475173056841633</id><published>2009-03-22T19:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-22T19:58:30.958-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Anne of GG ch. 28'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='presentiment'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='parsed'/><title type='text'>An Unfortunate Lily Maid (ch 28)</title><content type='html'>I've been waiting for this chapter. I can't wait to read what I saw on the movie. I had forgotten exactly what happened. But I could remember the pond and a boat and something dreadful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gilbert, Gilbert, Gilbert. He came to her rescue and still she hates him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Again, Matthew saves the day and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;tells&lt;/span&gt; Anne to keep at least some of her romance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;parsed&lt;/strong&gt; - to analyze (a sentence) in terms of grammatical constituents, identifying the parts of speech, syntactic relations, etc&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;presentiment&lt;/strong&gt; - a feeling or impression that something is about to happen, esp. something evil; foreboding&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5368493105167255618-5909475173056841633?l=letsreadclassics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letsreadclassics.blogspot.com/feeds/5909475173056841633/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5368493105167255618&amp;postID=5909475173056841633&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5368493105167255618/posts/default/5909475173056841633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5368493105167255618/posts/default/5909475173056841633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letsreadclassics.blogspot.com/2009/03/unfortunate-lily-maid-ch-28.html' title='An Unfortunate Lily Maid (ch 28)'/><author><name>MyKidsMom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15782169104131568850</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zlJmW_DQSUs/SXDFN5lw7LI/AAAAAAAAADU/TYch8gOW7So/S220/100_0694.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5368493105167255618.post-1676388370926243467</id><published>2009-03-22T18:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-22T19:25:00.464-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='coruscations'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='snood'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Anne of GG ch. 27'/><title type='text'>Vanity and Vexation of Spirit (ch 27)</title><content type='html'>Gasp! Anne has green hair. Oh the poor girl. She tries so hard and then it just blows up in her face. At least she is trying to be a more forgiving. And in the end &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Marilla&lt;/span&gt; says that her talking isn't making her headache worse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;coruscation&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; - a sudden gleam or flash of light&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;snood&lt;/strong&gt; - the pendulous skin over the beak of a turkey or a headband for the hair(&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; quite sure Anne wasn't talking about the turkey snood&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&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/5368493105167255618-1676388370926243467?l=letsreadclassics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letsreadclassics.blogspot.com/feeds/1676388370926243467/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5368493105167255618&amp;postID=1676388370926243467&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5368493105167255618/posts/default/1676388370926243467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5368493105167255618/posts/default/1676388370926243467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letsreadclassics.blogspot.com/2009/03/vanity-and-vexation-of-spirit-ch-27.html' title='Vanity and Vexation of Spirit (ch 27)'/><author><name>MyKidsMom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15782169104131568850</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zlJmW_DQSUs/SXDFN5lw7LI/AAAAAAAAADU/TYch8gOW7So/S220/100_0694.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5368493105167255618.post-1711542017984085111</id><published>2009-03-22T18:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-22T18:45:51.580-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Anne of GG ch. 26'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='besetting'/><title type='text'>The Story Club is Formed. (ch 26)</title><content type='html'>So, what is your besetting sin?  First I have to know what besetting means.  Ah, judging from dictionary.com it must be a church word.  See below.  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Hmmm&lt;/span&gt;, it is going to take some thinking to come up with my besetting sin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh my gosh, my daughter just turned 12.  According to Anne, when she turns 13 she will know so much more.  I'm not sure I'll be able to stand that.  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;LOL&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh my, doesn't Anne have an imagination.  Can you believe that Bertram jumped in to save Geraldine but forgetting he couldn't swim they both drowned.  I actually laughed out loud when I read that.  She is quite entertaining. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;besetting&lt;/strong&gt; - constantly assailing or obsessing, as with temptation: a besetting sin.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5368493105167255618-1711542017984085111?l=letsreadclassics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letsreadclassics.blogspot.com/feeds/1711542017984085111/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5368493105167255618&amp;postID=1711542017984085111&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5368493105167255618/posts/default/1711542017984085111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5368493105167255618/posts/default/1711542017984085111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letsreadclassics.blogspot.com/2009/03/story-club-is-formed-ch-26.html' title='The Story Club is Formed. (ch 26)'/><author><name>MyKidsMom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15782169104131568850</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zlJmW_DQSUs/SXDFN5lw7LI/AAAAAAAAADU/TYch8gOW7So/S220/100_0694.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5368493105167255618.post-3367262929585228105</id><published>2009-03-22T14:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-22T14:36:17.641-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ingratiatingly'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cogitation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='deprecatory'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Anne of GG ch. 25'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='contemptuously'/><title type='text'>Matthew Insists on Puffed Sleeves (ch 25)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zlJmW_DQSUs/Scaps11uiwI/AAAAAAAAAIs/_L876yLGTAs/s1600-h/anne+puffed+sleeves.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316122997989214978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 254px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 350px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zlJmW_DQSUs/Scaps11uiwI/AAAAAAAAAIs/_L876yLGTAs/s400/anne+puffed+sleeves.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Finally, a nice new dress for Anne.  With puffed sleeves, however, the dress in the book is brown.  Oh my, what poor Matthew had to go through to get it for her. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I do believe &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Marilla&lt;/span&gt; is coming around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;cogitation&lt;/strong&gt; - concerted thought or reflection&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;deprecatory &lt;/strong&gt;- apologetic; making apology&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;contemptuously&lt;/strong&gt; - scornfully&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ingratiatingly&lt;/strong&gt; - charming; agreeable; pleasing (&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;i like this word&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&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/5368493105167255618-3367262929585228105?l=letsreadclassics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letsreadclassics.blogspot.com/feeds/3367262929585228105/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5368493105167255618&amp;postID=3367262929585228105&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5368493105167255618/posts/default/3367262929585228105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5368493105167255618/posts/default/3367262929585228105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letsreadclassics.blogspot.com/2009/03/matthew-insists-on-puffed-sleeves-ch-25.html' title='Matthew Insists on Puffed Sleeves (ch 25)'/><author><name>MyKidsMom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15782169104131568850</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zlJmW_DQSUs/SXDFN5lw7LI/AAAAAAAAADU/TYch8gOW7So/S220/100_0694.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zlJmW_DQSUs/Scaps11uiwI/AAAAAAAAAIs/_L876yLGTAs/s72-c/anne+puffed+sleeves.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5368493105167255618.post-303487617036281576</id><published>2009-03-22T13:46:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-22T14:08:59.945-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='student'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pupil'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gadding'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Anne of GG ch. 24'/><title type='text'>Miss Stacy and Her Pupils Get Up a Concert (ch 24)</title><content type='html'>My daughters piano teacher calls her students pupils.  Interesting.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isn't it remarkable how Anne's life has changed since she came to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Avonlea&lt;/span&gt;.  She has many friends and family.  And, maybe most importantly, someone to "spoil"her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;student&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; is a person attending an educational institution or someone who has devoted much attention to a particular problem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;pupil&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; is one under the close supervision of a teacher, either because of youth or of specialization in some branch of study.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;gadding&lt;/strong&gt; - to move restlessly or aimlessly from one place to another (&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;my kids gad about all the time, don't yours&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;?)&lt;/span&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/5368493105167255618-303487617036281576?l=letsreadclassics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letsreadclassics.blogspot.com/feeds/303487617036281576/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5368493105167255618&amp;postID=303487617036281576&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5368493105167255618/posts/default/303487617036281576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5368493105167255618/posts/default/303487617036281576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letsreadclassics.blogspot.com/2009/03/miss-stacy-and-her-puplils-get-up.html' title='Miss Stacy and Her Pupils Get Up a Concert (ch 24)'/><author><name>MyKidsMom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15782169104131568850</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zlJmW_DQSUs/SXDFN5lw7LI/AAAAAAAAADU/TYch8gOW7So/S220/100_0694.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5368493105167255618.post-5430672729410754143</id><published>2009-03-22T13:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-22T13:46:10.822-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Anne of GG ch. 23'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='oft'/><title type='text'>Anne Comes to Griefin an Affair of Honor (ch 23)</title><content type='html'>Daring was the fashionable amusement among the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Avonlea&lt;/span&gt; small fry just then.  It has begun among the boys, but soon spread to the girls, and all the silly things that were done in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Avonlea&lt;/span&gt; that summer &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;because the doers thereof were "dared" to do them&lt;/span&gt; would fill a book by themselves.  I love that line.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Anne tossed her red braids."  Oh no, here comes trouble. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"No, Diana, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;I am&lt;/span&gt; not killed, but I think I am rendered unconscious."  THAT is too funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would have fainted too if I would have had to explain how I broken my ankle to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Marilla&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Oh, I'm an afflicted mortal."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I too, know some some people that surely couldn't have ever been children.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And to end the chapter. " There's one thing plain to be seen, Anne," said &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Marilla&lt;/span&gt;, "and that is that your fall off the Barry roof hasn't injured your &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;tongue&lt;/span&gt; at all."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;oft&lt;/strong&gt; - short of often&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5368493105167255618-5430672729410754143?l=letsreadclassics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letsreadclassics.blogspot.com/feeds/5430672729410754143/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5368493105167255618&amp;postID=5430672729410754143&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5368493105167255618/posts/default/5430672729410754143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5368493105167255618/posts/default/5430672729410754143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letsreadclassics.blogspot.com/2009/03/anne-comes-to-griefin-affair-of-honor.html' title='Anne Comes to Griefin an Affair of Honor (ch 23)'/><author><name>MyKidsMom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15782169104131568850</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zlJmW_DQSUs/SXDFN5lw7LI/AAAAAAAAADU/TYch8gOW7So/S220/100_0694.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5368493105167255618.post-5540358551487180250</id><published>2009-03-22T13:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-22T13:29:33.725-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pithy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Anne of GG ch. 21'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family herald'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='manse'/><title type='text'>Anne is invited out to tea (ch. 21)</title><content type='html'>Anne is always so caught up in doing what is right and proper.  Oh how I wish my children would think like that.  At least to some degree.  Then &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Marilla&lt;/span&gt; gives her the best advice of all.  "You should just think of Mrs. Allan and what would be nicest and most agreeable for her,"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Family Herald - according to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;wikipedia&lt;/span&gt; - The Family Herald: A Domestic Magazine of Useful Information &amp;amp; Amusement (1843-1940) was a weekly story paper established &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;by James&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Elishama&lt;/span&gt; Smith in 1843&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;manse&lt;/strong&gt; - the house and land occupied by a minister or parson&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;pithy&lt;/strong&gt; - full of vigor, substance, or meaning (&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;hmmmm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&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/5368493105167255618-5540358551487180250?l=letsreadclassics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letsreadclassics.blogspot.com/feeds/5540358551487180250/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5368493105167255618&amp;postID=5540358551487180250&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5368493105167255618/posts/default/5540358551487180250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5368493105167255618/posts/default/5540358551487180250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letsreadclassics.blogspot.com/2009/03/anne-is-invited-out-to-tea-ch-21.html' title='Anne is invited out to tea (ch. 21)'/><author><name>MyKidsMom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15782169104131568850</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zlJmW_DQSUs/SXDFN5lw7LI/AAAAAAAAADU/TYch8gOW7So/S220/100_0694.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5368493105167255618.post-3349293165051850362</id><published>2009-03-22T12:03:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-22T12:05:40.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm way behind.</title><content type='html'>Yes I know.  I am way behind.  But I'm going to try and get finished by the end of March.  The reading part isn't what's keeping me from finishing.  Well, maybe that is part of it, because I have read about 5 books since I started Anne of Green Gables.  It takes a while to read and look up words and type and look up words and post and look up words.  You get the drift.  Anyway, I'm back on track now.  Thanks for sticking with me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5368493105167255618-3349293165051850362?l=letsreadclassics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letsreadclassics.blogspot.com/feeds/3349293165051850362/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5368493105167255618&amp;postID=3349293165051850362&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5368493105167255618/posts/default/3349293165051850362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5368493105167255618/posts/default/3349293165051850362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letsreadclassics.blogspot.com/2009/03/im-way-behind.html' title='I&apos;m way behind.'/><author><name>MyKidsMom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15782169104131568850</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zlJmW_DQSUs/SXDFN5lw7LI/AAAAAAAAADU/TYch8gOW7So/S220/100_0694.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5368493105167255618.post-1511190169763890730</id><published>2009-03-09T20:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-09T20:06:23.275-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thomas Helm'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tuesdays Quote'/><title type='text'>Tuesdays Quote</title><content type='html'>My test of a good novel is dreading to begin the last chapter.  ~Thomas Helm&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5368493105167255618-1511190169763890730?l=letsreadclassics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letsreadclassics.blogspot.com/feeds/1511190169763890730/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5368493105167255618&amp;postID=1511190169763890730&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5368493105167255618/posts/default/1511190169763890730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5368493105167255618/posts/default/1511190169763890730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letsreadclassics.blogspot.com/2009/03/tuesdays-quote.html' title='Tuesdays Quote'/><author><name>MyKidsMom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15782169104131568850</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zlJmW_DQSUs/SXDFN5lw7LI/AAAAAAAAADU/TYch8gOW7So/S220/100_0694.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5368493105167255618.post-7129182024512919342</id><published>2009-03-01T17:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-22T13:16:43.825-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sojourn'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dyspeptic'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Anne of GG ch. 21'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='presentiment'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='anodyne liniment'/><title type='text'>A New Departure in Flavorings (ch 21)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;LOL&lt;/span&gt;!!! This is too funny. "Many a thing Mrs. Lynde had lent, sometimes never expecting to see it again, came &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;home&lt;/span&gt; that night in charge of borrowers thereof." Ha! They needed a good reason to gossip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Funny how much emphasis there was on housecleaning and feminine duties. "....sound &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;doctrine&lt;/span&gt; in the man and good housekeeping in the woman make an ideal combination for a minister's family." And poor Anne used anondyne liniment for vanilla. That must have been awful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;presentiment&lt;/strong&gt; - a feeling or impression that something is about to happen, esp. something evil; foreboding&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sojourn&lt;/strong&gt; - a temporary stay &lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;(didn't know that)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;dyspeptic&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; - suffering from dyspepsia (indigestion) &lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;(is that where &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;pepto&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;bismol&lt;/span&gt; gets its name?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;anodyne liniment&lt;/strong&gt; - find a recipe &lt;a href="http://zak.greant.com/mild-anodyneliniment"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5368493105167255618-7129182024512919342?l=letsreadclassics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letsreadclassics.blogspot.com/feeds/7129182024512919342/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5368493105167255618&amp;postID=7129182024512919342&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5368493105167255618/posts/default/7129182024512919342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5368493105167255618/posts/default/7129182024512919342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letsreadclassics.blogspot.com/2009/03/new-departure-in-flavorings-ch-21.html' title='A New Departure in Flavorings (ch 21)'/><author><name>MyKidsMom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15782169104131568850</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zlJmW_DQSUs/SXDFN5lw7LI/AAAAAAAAADU/TYch8gOW7So/S220/100_0694.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5368493105167255618.post-6473852503844546781</id><published>2009-02-27T17:56:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-01T17:29:07.399-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mayflowers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Anne of GG ch. 20'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='capricious'/><title type='text'>A Good Imagination Gone Wrong (ch.20)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Judging from the title it doesn't sound good for Anne does it?   How about a lovely picture of Mayflowers?  Aren't they sweet?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308394669876474370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zlJmW_DQSUs/Sas008GQcgI/AAAAAAAAAHE/9EfuFW0Nx8M/s400/mayflowers.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Well, Anne didn't get into any mischief after all.  She just had the dickens scared out of her by her imagination.  Ha ha ha ha. &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;capricious&lt;/strong&gt; - changeable&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5368493105167255618-6473852503844546781?l=letsreadclassics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letsreadclassics.blogspot.com/feeds/6473852503844546781/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5368493105167255618&amp;postID=6473852503844546781&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5368493105167255618/posts/default/6473852503844546781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5368493105167255618/posts/default/6473852503844546781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letsreadclassics.blogspot.com/2009/02/good-imagination-gone-wrong-ch20.html' title='A Good Imagination Gone Wrong (ch.20)'/><author><name>MyKidsMom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15782169104131568850</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zlJmW_DQSUs/SXDFN5lw7LI/AAAAAAAAADU/TYch8gOW7So/S220/100_0694.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zlJmW_DQSUs/Sas008GQcgI/AAAAAAAAAHE/9EfuFW0Nx8M/s72-c/mayflowers.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5368493105167255618.post-4263048456440583077</id><published>2009-02-27T16:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-27T17:54:59.636-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='&quot;Curfew Must Not Ring Tonight&quot;'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pung sleigh'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quotes from Anne of Green Gables'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Anne of GG ch. 19'/><title type='text'>A Concert, a Catastrophe, and a Confession (ch.19)</title><content type='html'>You can read "Curfew Must Not Ring Tonight" and "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Bingen&lt;/span&gt; on the Rhine" &lt;a href="http://womenshistory.about.com/library/etext/poem1/blp_thorpe_curfew.htm"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://readytogoebooks.com/classics/CEN-bingen.htm"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; respectively.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My goodness! They are both long poems. I can't imagine memorizing &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;either&lt;/span&gt; of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had to laugh when I read this. "I make so many mistakes. But then just think of all the mistakes I don't make, although I might."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Kindred spirits are not so scarce as I used to think. It's splendid to find out there are so many of them in the world."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;pung&lt;/span&gt; sleigh&lt;/strong&gt; - a sleigh with a box like appearance&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sated with dissipation&lt;/strong&gt; - sated (satisfied fully) dissipate (to spend or use wastefully) &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I still have no clue????&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;furtive&lt;/strong&gt; - shifty &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;arduous&lt;/strong&gt; - requiring great exertion&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5368493105167255618-4263048456440583077?l=letsreadclassics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letsreadclassics.blogspot.com/feeds/4263048456440583077/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5368493105167255618&amp;postID=4263048456440583077&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5368493105167255618/posts/default/4263048456440583077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5368493105167255618/posts/default/4263048456440583077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letsreadclassics.blogspot.com/2009/02/concert-catastrophe-and-confession-ch19.html' title='A Concert, a Catastrophe, and a Confession (ch.19)'/><author><name>MyKidsMom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15782169104131568850</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zlJmW_DQSUs/SXDFN5lw7LI/AAAAAAAAADU/TYch8gOW7So/S220/100_0694.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5368493105167255618.post-1950906875023601483</id><published>2009-02-27T15:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-27T15:56:27.298-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quotes from Anne of Green Gables'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Anne of GG ch. 18'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pulchritudinous'/><title type='text'>Anne to the Rescue (ch. 18, part 2)</title><content type='html'>I think this chapter deserves two post. I do believe that this is my favorite chapter so far.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to admit that tears came to my eyes when &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Marilla&lt;/span&gt; told Anne she and Diana could be friends again. I do have to agree that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;dishwashing&lt;/span&gt; is terribly unromantic. I'm not sure that being grown up is really so lovely either. Isn't that just like God. To prepare Anne with the lifesaving techniques by having her survive 3 sets of twins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Anne came dancing home in the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;purple&lt;/span&gt; winter twilight across the snowy places. Afar in the southwest was the great shimmering, pearl-like sparkle of an evening star in a sky that was pale golden and ethereal rose over gleaming white space and dark glens of spruce. The tinkles of sleigh bells &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;among&lt;/span&gt; the snowy hills came like elfin chimes through the frosty air, but their music was not sweeter than the song in Anne's heart and on her lips."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really want to end with this quote.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"..I feel like praying tonight and I'm going to think out a apecial brand new prayer in honor of the occasion."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've go to make a list of all the vocab words so I can use them on a regular basis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;pulchritudinous&lt;/strong&gt; - having qualities that delight the eye ( I know, this word didn't come from the book but I was looking up something else and ran across it. I thought it sounded like something Anne would say) You can listen to the pronunciation &lt;a href="http://dictionary.reference.com/browse/pulchritudinous"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5368493105167255618-1950906875023601483?l=letsreadclassics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letsreadclassics.blogspot.com/feeds/1950906875023601483/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5368493105167255618&amp;postID=1950906875023601483&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5368493105167255618/posts/default/1950906875023601483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5368493105167255618/posts/default/1950906875023601483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letsreadclassics.blogspot.com/2009/02/anne-to-rescue-ch-18-part-2.html' title='Anne to the Rescue (ch. 18, part 2)'/><author><name>MyKidsMom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15782169104131568850</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zlJmW_DQSUs/SXDFN5lw7LI/AAAAAAAAADU/TYch8gOW7So/S220/100_0694.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5368493105167255618.post-7660630812507748677</id><published>2009-02-27T14:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-27T15:57:26.044-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Canada&apos;s Premier'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quotes from Anne of Green Gables'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Anne of GG ch. 18'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='womens right to vote in Canada'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ipecac syrup'/><title type='text'>Anne to the Rescue (ch. 18)</title><content type='html'>"All things great are wound up with all things little." Isn't that the truth?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"It's all very well to say resist temptation, but it's ever so much easier to resist it if you can't get the key."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;and&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307620142219647650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 130px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 85px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zlJmW_DQSUs/Sah0Zfu12qI/AAAAAAAAAG0/Jq_5PLSag4Y/s400/white+frosted+trees.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;"I'm so glad I live in a world where there are white frost, aren't you?"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I was curious about blue plums. You can see pictures and read about them &lt;a href="http://www.poison.org/actFast/ipecac.asp"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Canada's Premier&lt;/strong&gt; - In &lt;a title="Canada" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Canada"&gt;Canada&lt;/a&gt;, a &lt;a title="Premier" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Premier"&gt;premier&lt;/a&gt; is the &lt;a title="Head of government" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Head_of_government"&gt;head of government&lt;/a&gt; of a &lt;a title="Provinces and territories of Canada" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Provinces_and_territories_of_Canada"&gt;province or territory&lt;/a&gt;. There are currently ten provincial premiers and three territorial premiers in Canada.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Women's&lt;/span&gt; right to vote in Canada&lt;/strong&gt; - Women in what is now known as Canada could vote before &lt;a href="http://canadaonline.about.com/od/confederation/Canadian_Confederation.htm"&gt;Canadian Confederation&lt;/a&gt; if they owned property, but after Confederation in 1867 they were legally barred from voting. In 1917, women were allowed to vote if they met an exception for military personnel stationed abroad. "Bluebirds", nurses caring for wounded soldiers in Europe in World War I, were the first women to vote legally in a Canadian federal election. In 1918, women had the same voting rights as men in federal elections.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Read about &lt;a href="http://www.poison.org/actFast/ipecac.asp"&gt;ipecac syrup &lt;/a&gt;here.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5368493105167255618-7660630812507748677?l=letsreadclassics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letsreadclassics.blogspot.com/feeds/7660630812507748677/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5368493105167255618&amp;postID=7660630812507748677&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5368493105167255618/posts/default/7660630812507748677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5368493105167255618/posts/default/7660630812507748677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letsreadclassics.blogspot.com/2009/02/anne-to-rescue-ch-18.html' title='Anne to the Rescue (ch. 18)'/><author><name>MyKidsMom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15782169104131568850</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zlJmW_DQSUs/SXDFN5lw7LI/AAAAAAAAADU/TYch8gOW7So/S220/100_0694.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zlJmW_DQSUs/Sah0Zfu12qI/AAAAAAAAAG0/Jq_5PLSag4Y/s72-c/white+frosted+trees.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5368493105167255618.post-3375137668755589651</id><published>2009-02-27T13:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-27T14:35:33.705-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='muse'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='trice'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='effusion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Anne of GG ch. 17'/><title type='text'>A New Interest in Life (ch.17)</title><content type='html'>I just got the greatest chuckle out of this quote.  "I don't think there is much fear of your dying of grief as long as &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;you can&lt;/span&gt; talk, Anne," said &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Marilla&lt;/span&gt; unsympathetically."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a sweet little poem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;        To Anne&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When twilight drops her curtain down&lt;br /&gt;And pins it with a star&lt;br /&gt;Remember that you have a friend&lt;br /&gt;Though she may wander far&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;trice&lt;/strong&gt; - a very short time (&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;well, duh!&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;muse&lt;/strong&gt; - to think or meditate in silence&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;effusion&lt;/strong&gt; - pouring forth (&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;mmmmmm&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/5368493105167255618-3375137668755589651?l=letsreadclassics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letsreadclassics.blogspot.com/feeds/3375137668755589651/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5368493105167255618&amp;postID=3375137668755589651&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5368493105167255618/posts/default/3375137668755589651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5368493105167255618/posts/default/3375137668755589651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letsreadclassics.blogspot.com/2009/02/new-interest-in-life-ch17.html' title='A New Interest in Life (ch.17)'/><author><name>MyKidsMom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15782169104131568850</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zlJmW_DQSUs/SXDFN5lw7LI/AAAAAAAAADU/TYch8gOW7So/S220/100_0694.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5368493105167255618.post-1902129446698772290</id><published>2009-02-19T18:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-27T13:57:44.731-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Anne of GG ch. 16'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='indignant'/><title type='text'>Diana Is Invited to Tea with Tragic Results (ch. 16)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zlJmW_DQSUs/SZ4capaFTMI/AAAAAAAAAGs/otnBtSe1hsU/s1600-h/fallcolors1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304708655206452418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zlJmW_DQSUs/SZ4capaFTMI/AAAAAAAAAGs/otnBtSe1hsU/s400/fallcolors1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I'm so glad I live in a world where there are Octobers." Oh, Anne, I do agree.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Well I wonder why &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Marilla's&lt;/span&gt; Raspberry Cordial is so much better than Ms. Lynde's?  I guess we will find out soon enough.  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;LOL&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;A few quotes,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;"Oh, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Marilla&lt;/span&gt;, I'm just overcome with woe."   Love it!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;"&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Marilla&lt;/span&gt;, I do &lt;em&gt;not&lt;/em&gt; think she is a well-bred woman. There is nothing more to do except to pray and I haven't much hope that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;that'll&lt;/span&gt; do much good because, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Marilla&lt;/span&gt;, I do not believe that God Himself can do very &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;much with&lt;/span&gt; such an &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;obstinate&lt;/span&gt; person as Mrs. Barry."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;"Then she bent down and kissed the flushed cheek on the pillow."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;indignant&lt;/strong&gt; - expressing strong displeasure at something considered unjust&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5368493105167255618-1902129446698772290?l=letsreadclassics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letsreadclassics.blogspot.com/feeds/1902129446698772290/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5368493105167255618&amp;postID=1902129446698772290&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5368493105167255618/posts/default/1902129446698772290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5368493105167255618/posts/default/1902129446698772290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letsreadclassics.blogspot.com/2009/02/diana-is-invited-to-tea-with-tragic.html' title='Diana Is Invited to Tea with Tragic Results (ch. 16)'/><author><name>MyKidsMom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15782169104131568850</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zlJmW_DQSUs/SXDFN5lw7LI/AAAAAAAAADU/TYch8gOW7So/S220/100_0694.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zlJmW_DQSUs/SZ4capaFTMI/AAAAAAAAAGs/otnBtSe1hsU/s72-c/fallcolors1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5368493105167255618.post-377825930881837045</id><published>2009-02-19T12:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-19T18:54:25.144-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ostentatiously'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ebullition'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='harrow'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Anne of GG ch. 15'/><title type='text'>A Tempest in the School Teapot (ch 15)</title><content type='html'>A few quotes .........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"maples are such sociable trees, said Anne; they are always rustling and whispering to you,"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;This is the second time she has mentioned the trees whispering.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; "excruciatingly" &lt;em&gt;Not a good idea to hurt Anne's feelings excruciatingly.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"It is possible the matter might have blown over without more excruciation  if nothing else had happened.  But when things begin to happen they are apt to keep on."  &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;How true.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;"You harrow up my very soul."  What?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;"&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;tremenjusly&lt;/span&gt;" There it is again.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;All I can say is.  Poor Gilbert Blythe.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ebullition&lt;/strong&gt; - the act or process of boiling up&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ostentatiously&lt;/strong&gt; - intended to attract notice&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;harrow&lt;/strong&gt; - to disturb keenly or painfully&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5368493105167255618-377825930881837045?l=letsreadclassics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letsreadclassics.blogspot.com/feeds/377825930881837045/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5368493105167255618&amp;postID=377825930881837045&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5368493105167255618/posts/default/377825930881837045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5368493105167255618/posts/default/377825930881837045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letsreadclassics.blogspot.com/2009/02/tempest-in-school-teapot-ch-15.html' title='A Tempest in the School Teapot (ch 15)'/><author><name>MyKidsMom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15782169104131568850</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zlJmW_DQSUs/SXDFN5lw7LI/AAAAAAAAADU/TYch8gOW7So/S220/100_0694.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5368493105167255618.post-1398570744370882520</id><published>2009-02-19T11:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-19T12:00:32.779-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Anne of GG ch. 14'/><title type='text'>Anne's Confession (ch 14)</title><content type='html'>"I didn't think about its being wrong to go in and try on the brooch; but I see now that it was and I'll never do it again.  That's one good thing aboutme.  I never do the same naughty thing twice."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh how I wish I could say the same thing.  That I never do the same naughty thing twice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I believe you are telling me a falsehood, Anne"  Why is it we say lie and she says falsehood?  Doesn't falsehood sound much less condemning?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sooooooo, Marilla finds the brooch.  And Anne gets to go to the picnic and return home "completely tired out and in a state of beatification impossible to describe."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the ice crea, was sublime.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5368493105167255618-1398570744370882520?l=letsreadclassics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letsreadclassics.blogspot.com/feeds/1398570744370882520/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5368493105167255618&amp;postID=1398570744370882520&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5368493105167255618/posts/default/1398570744370882520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5368493105167255618/posts/default/1398570744370882520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letsreadclassics.blogspot.com/2009/02/annes-confession-ch-14.html' title='Anne&apos;s Confession (ch 14)'/><author><name>MyKidsMom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15782169104131568850</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zlJmW_DQSUs/SXDFN5lw7LI/AAAAAAAAADU/TYch8gOW7So/S220/100_0694.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5368493105167255618.post-3159617345212964607</id><published>2009-02-19T11:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-19T11:37:47.760-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sallow'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='brusquely'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Anne of GG ch. 13'/><title type='text'>The Delights of Anticipation (ch 13)</title><content type='html'>I can't imagine having never had ice cream or a childs kiss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"...Anne cast herself into Marilla's arms and raptuously kissed her sallw cheek.  It was the first time in her whole life that childish lips had volunatily touched Marilla's face.  Again that sudden sensation of startling sweetness thrilled her.  She was secretly vastly pleased at Anne's impulsive caress, which was probably the reason why she said brusquely:"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;brusquely&lt;/strong&gt; - abrupt in manner&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sallow&lt;/strong&gt; - a sickly yellowish color (really??)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5368493105167255618-3159617345212964607?l=letsreadclassics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letsreadclassics.blogspot.com/feeds/3159617345212964607/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5368493105167255618&amp;postID=3159617345212964607&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5368493105167255618/posts/default/3159617345212964607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5368493105167255618/posts/default/3159617345212964607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letsreadclassics.blogspot.com/2009/02/delights-of-anticipation-ch-13.html' title='The Delights of Anticipation (ch 13)'/><author><name>MyKidsMom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15782169104131568850</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zlJmW_DQSUs/SXDFN5lw7LI/AAAAAAAAADU/TYch8gOW7So/S220/100_0694.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5368493105167255618.post-2886062382607526944</id><published>2009-02-19T10:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-19T11:20:38.345-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='consumption'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tremenjusly'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='deprecatory'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Anne of GG ch. 12'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dryad'/><title type='text'>A Solemn Vow and Promise (ch,12)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zlJmW_DQSUs/SZ2vRB6iMLI/AAAAAAAAAGk/5vzvdIHG1gU/s1600-h/soapwort-bouncing-bet1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304588643218895026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 293px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zlJmW_DQSUs/SZ2vRB6iMLI/AAAAAAAAAGk/5vzvdIHG1gU/s400/soapwort-bouncing-bet1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Bouncing Bets &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;(from the Barry Garden)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;According to &lt;a href="http://home.howstuffworks.com/"&gt;http://home.howstuffworks.com/&lt;/a&gt; Soapwort, or bouncing bet, is a European immigrant that has now naturalized over much of North America. Soapwort was brought over by the colonists to be used as a soap substitute. When bruised or boiled in water, the leaves produce a lather with detergent properties that even removes grease. The genus name refers to the Latin word sapo, meaning "soap."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anne finally gets to meet Diana.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Oh, Marilla, I'm frightened-now that it has come I'm actually frightened. What if she sholdn't like me! It would be the most tragical disappointment of my life."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;And then Marilla..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Now, don't get into a fluster. And I do wish you wouldn't use such long words. It sounds so funny in a little girl."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Don't we all wish out children could use long words and understand their meaning?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Vocab for this chapter:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;consumption&lt;/strong&gt; - progressive wasting of the body&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;tremenjusly&lt;/strong&gt; - not a real word (I thought as much)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;dryad&lt;/strong&gt; - a divinity presiding over forest and trees&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;deprecatory&lt;/strong&gt; - apologetic&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5368493105167255618-2886062382607526944?l=letsreadclassics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letsreadclassics.blogspot.com/feeds/2886062382607526944/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5368493105167255618&amp;postID=2886062382607526944&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5368493105167255618/posts/default/2886062382607526944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5368493105167255618/posts/default/2886062382607526944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letsreadclassics.blogspot.com/2009/02/solemn-vow-and-promis-ch12.html' title='A Solemn Vow and Promise (ch,12)'/><author><name>MyKidsMom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15782169104131568850</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zlJmW_DQSUs/SXDFN5lw7LI/AAAAAAAAADU/TYch8gOW7So/S220/100_0694.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zlJmW_DQSUs/SZ2vRB6iMLI/AAAAAAAAAGk/5vzvdIHG1gU/s72-c/soapwort-bouncing-bet1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5368493105167255618.post-5794062034155246689</id><published>2009-02-11T11:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-11T11:48:28.764-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dudgeon'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Anne of GG ch. 11'/><title type='text'>Anne's Impressions of Sunday-School (ch.11)</title><content type='html'>Oh, the poor girl. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"But I'd rather look ridiculous when everybody else does than plain and sensible all by my self," persisted Anne mournfully.&lt;br /&gt;I have to agree with her.  Don't you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Marilla&lt;/span&gt; felt helplessly that all this should be sternly reproved, but she was hampered by the undeniable fact that some of the things Anne had said, especially about the minister's sermons and Mr. Bell's prayers, were what she herself had really thought deep down in her heart for years, but had never given expression to. It almost seemed to her that those secret, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;unuttered&lt;/span&gt;, critical thoughts had suddenly taken visible &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;and&lt;/span&gt; accusing shape and form in the person of this outspoken &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;morsel&lt;/span&gt; of neglected humanity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All that to say that she agreed with Anne but just &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;hadn't&lt;/span&gt; said so out loud.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;dudgeon&lt;/strong&gt; - a feeling of offense or resentment; anger&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5368493105167255618-5794062034155246689?l=letsreadclassics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letsreadclassics.blogspot.com/feeds/5794062034155246689/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5368493105167255618&amp;postID=5794062034155246689&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5368493105167255618/posts/default/5794062034155246689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5368493105167255618/posts/default/5794062034155246689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letsreadclassics.blogspot.com/2009/02/annes-impressions-of-sunday-school-ch11.html' title='Anne&apos;s Impressions of Sunday-School (ch.11)'/><author><name>MyKidsMom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15782169104131568850</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zlJmW_DQSUs/SXDFN5lw7LI/AAAAAAAAADU/TYch8gOW7So/S220/100_0694.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5368493105167255618.post-7477575312509674881</id><published>2009-02-11T11:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-11T11:35:43.776-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Anne of GG ch. 10'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rejoinder'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='refractory'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='obdurate'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gable'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='consolatory'/><title type='text'>Anne's Apology (ch. 10)</title><content type='html'>I have to say what fun it is to read this book.  Lucy Maud Montgomery isreally tickling my funny bone.  Half the time I don't even know what the words mean but they make me chuckle.  Like this line.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"It's a good thing Rachel Lynde got a calling down; she's a meddlesome old gossip," was Matthew's &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;consolatory rejoinder.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; What is the world does consolatory rejoinder mean?  I have now clue but is made me giggle.  Didn't you giggle when you read that?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And later on the same page the word &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;obdurate&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;.  Where does she find these words?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Twit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;.  I love that word too! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"That wouldn't be so hard if people wouldn't &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;twit&lt;/span&gt; me about my looks, said Anne with a sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright enough of that, here are the definitions for this chapter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;refractory&lt;/strong&gt;-stubbornly disobedient &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;(&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;LOL, had no clue&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;obdurate&lt;/strong&gt;-unmoved by persuasion, pity, or tender feelings; stubborn; unyielding &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;(hmmmm)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;gable&lt;/strong&gt;-the portion of the front or side of a building enclosed by the end of a pitched roof &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;(knew houses had gables, but thought it was more part of the roof)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;consolatory-&lt;/strong&gt; giving comfort &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;(obvious)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;rejoinder&lt;/strong&gt;- an answer to a reply; response &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;(oh, duh)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love these words!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5368493105167255618-7477575312509674881?l=letsreadclassics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letsreadclassics.blogspot.com/feeds/7477575312509674881/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5368493105167255618&amp;postID=7477575312509674881&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5368493105167255618/posts/default/7477575312509674881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5368493105167255618/posts/default/7477575312509674881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letsreadclassics.blogspot.com/2009/02/annes-apology-ch-10.html' title='Anne&apos;s Apology (ch. 10)'/><author><name>MyKidsMom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15782169104131568850</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zlJmW_DQSUs/SXDFN5lw7LI/AAAAAAAAADU/TYch8gOW7So/S220/100_0694.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5368493105167255618.post-5957206049185372088</id><published>2009-02-11T10:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-11T11:12:58.279-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='twitted'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='consternation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='parthian'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vexed'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='grippe'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Anne of GG ch. 9'/><title type='text'>Mrs. Rachel Lynde is Properly Horrified (ch. 9)</title><content type='html'>Poor Anne. To know you are skinny and ugly is one thing. But to hear it said to your face is quite another. Mrs. Lynde was mean and uncaring. Of course, she didn't think so. Orphan's must not be human and must have no feelings. I think &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Marilla&lt;/span&gt; handled things quite nicely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love this sentence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leaving this &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Parthian&lt;/span&gt; shaft to rankle in Anne's stormy bosom, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Marilla&lt;/span&gt; descended to the kitchen, grievously troubled in mind and vexed in soul.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have several words for this chapter. Again, I know what a few of them mean but couldn't give you a definition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Parthian&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;- &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Parthian&lt;/span&gt; arrow, an arrow discharged at an enemy when retreating from him, as was the custom of the ancient &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Parthians&lt;/span&gt;; hence, a &lt;strong&gt;parting shot&lt;/strong&gt;. (&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;had no idea&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;vexed&lt;/strong&gt;-tossed about&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;(okay?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;grippe&lt;/strong&gt;- the flu&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;(thought is was something like that)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;consternation&lt;/strong&gt;-a sudden, alarming amazement or dread that results in utter confusion; dismay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;twitted&lt;/strong&gt;-to taunt, tease, ridicule&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;(didn't know that, wish I could find this word again)&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/5368493105167255618-5957206049185372088?l=letsreadclassics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letsreadclassics.blogspot.com/feeds/5957206049185372088/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5368493105167255618&amp;postID=5957206049185372088&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5368493105167255618/posts/default/5957206049185372088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5368493105167255618/posts/default/5957206049185372088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letsreadclassics.blogspot.com/2009/02/mrs-rachel-lynde-is-properly-horrified.html' title='Mrs. Rachel Lynde is Properly Horrified (ch. 9)'/><author><name>MyKidsMom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15782169104131568850</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zlJmW_DQSUs/SXDFN5lw7LI/AAAAAAAAADU/TYch8gOW7So/S220/100_0694.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5368493105167255618.post-7137540402021487354</id><published>2009-02-11T10:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-11T11:12:45.063-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Anne of GG ch. 8'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fortnight'/><title type='text'>Anne's Bringing-up Is Begun (ch. 8)</title><content type='html'>Anne went and attended to the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;dishcloth&lt;/span&gt;. Then she returned to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Marilla&lt;/span&gt; a&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;nd&lt;/span&gt; fastened imploring eyes on the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;latter's&lt;/span&gt; face. I love the use of "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;latter's&lt;/span&gt; face" here. I don't think I've ever heard that before. It seems so much more interesting that saying "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Marilla's&lt;/span&gt; face."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do wish that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Marilla&lt;/span&gt; had let her call her Aunt &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Marilla&lt;/span&gt;. However, I do agree with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Marilla&lt;/span&gt; on one point. "When the Lord puts us in certain circumstances He doesn't mean for us ti imagine them away."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I loved the paragraph about the picture of Jesus and the children. What did you think?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;fortnight &lt;/strong&gt;- fourteen nights and days (didn't know that)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5368493105167255618-7137540402021487354?l=letsreadclassics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letsreadclassics.blogspot.com/feeds/7137540402021487354/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5368493105167255618&amp;postID=7137540402021487354&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5368493105167255618/posts/default/7137540402021487354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5368493105167255618/posts/default/7137540402021487354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letsreadclassics.blogspot.com/2009/02/annes-bringing-up-is-begun.html' title='Anne&apos;s Bringing-up Is Begun (ch. 8)'/><author><name>MyKidsMom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15782169104131568850</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zlJmW_DQSUs/SXDFN5lw7LI/AAAAAAAAADU/TYch8gOW7So/S220/100_0694.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5368493105167255618.post-549234355938176618</id><published>2009-02-08T14:32:00.002-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-17T15:05:29.801-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tuesdays Quote'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Abraham Lincoln'/><title type='text'>Tuesdays Quote</title><content type='html'>Books serve to show a man that those original thoughts of his aren't very new after all. ~Abraham Lincoln&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5368493105167255618-549234355938176618?l=letsreadclassics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letsreadclassics.blogspot.com/feeds/549234355938176618/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5368493105167255618&amp;postID=549234355938176618&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5368493105167255618/posts/default/549234355938176618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5368493105167255618/posts/default/549234355938176618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letsreadclassics.blogspot.com/2009/02/tuesdays-quote_08.html' title='Tuesdays 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Quote'/><author><name>MyKidsMom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15782169104131568850</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zlJmW_DQSUs/SXDFN5lw7LI/AAAAAAAAADU/TYch8gOW7So/S220/100_0694.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5368493105167255618.post-6859687882672972283</id><published>2009-02-08T14:30:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-09T04:38:24.804-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Chinese Proverb'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tuesdays Quote'/><title type='text'>Tuesdays Quote</title><content type='html'>A book is like a garden carried in the pocket. ~Chinese Proverb&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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Quote'/><author><name>MyKidsMom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15782169104131568850</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zlJmW_DQSUs/SXDFN5lw7LI/AAAAAAAAADU/TYch8gOW7So/S220/100_0694.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5368493105167255618.post-18037415892968224</id><published>2009-02-07T19:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-07T20:19:31.719-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='heathen'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Anne of GG ch. 7'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reproach'/><title type='text'>Anne says her prayers (Ch. 7)</title><content type='html'>"You'd find it easier to be bad than good if you had red hair, said Anne reproachfully.  People who haven't red hair don't know what trouble is.  Mrs. Thomas told me God made my hair red on purpose, and I've never cared about Him since."  &lt;strong&gt;I love it!!!!&lt;/strong&gt;  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;heathen&lt;/strong&gt; - an unconverted individual of a people that do not acknowledge the God of the Bible; a person who is neither a Jew, Christian, nor Muslim; pagan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought I knew what this word meant, but I just wanted to be sure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;reproach&lt;/strong&gt; - to find fault with&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5368493105167255618-18037415892968224?l=letsreadclassics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letsreadclassics.blogspot.com/feeds/18037415892968224/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5368493105167255618&amp;postID=18037415892968224&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5368493105167255618/posts/default/18037415892968224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5368493105167255618/posts/default/18037415892968224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letsreadclassics.blogspot.com/2009/02/anne-says-her-prayers-ch-7.html' title='Anne says her prayers (Ch. 7)'/><author><name>MyKidsMom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15782169104131568850</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zlJmW_DQSUs/SXDFN5lw7LI/AAAAAAAAADU/TYch8gOW7So/S220/100_0694.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5368493105167255618.post-914755037558939011</id><published>2009-02-07T19:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-07T20:21:42.271-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='superfluous'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='benevolent'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blight'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Anne of GG ch. 6'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fractious'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gimlet'/><title type='text'>Marilla makes up her mind (Ch. 6)</title><content type='html'>Well, she sort of makes up her mind. She didn't say &lt;em&gt;they&lt;/em&gt; would keep Anne.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nancy is the person responsible for Anne being at Green Gables. Did Nancy have an &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;ulterior&lt;/span&gt; motive? Did she want a playmate? Or was she just being flighty? I'm so glad that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Marilla&lt;/span&gt; decided not to send Anne with Mrs. Peter &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Bluett&lt;/span&gt;. Of course, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Marilla&lt;/span&gt; didn't want the memory of a helpless little creature who found herself in yet another &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;inescapable&lt;/span&gt; trap to haunt her until her dying day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;fractious&lt;/strong&gt; - readily angered; peevish; irritable; quarrelsome:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;benevolent &lt;/strong&gt;- characterized by or expressing goodwill or kindly feelings&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;blight &lt;/strong&gt;- the rapid and extensive discoloration, wilting, and death of plant tissues&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;superfluous &lt;/strong&gt;- being more than is sufficient or required; excessive&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;gimlet &lt;/strong&gt;- a small tool for boring holes (so Mrs. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Bluett&lt;/span&gt; could bore holes right through a person)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5368493105167255618-914755037558939011?l=letsreadclassics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letsreadclassics.blogspot.com/feeds/914755037558939011/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5368493105167255618&amp;postID=914755037558939011&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5368493105167255618/posts/default/914755037558939011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5368493105167255618/posts/default/914755037558939011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letsreadclassics.blogspot.com/2009/02/marilla-makes-up-her-mind-ch-6.html' title='Marilla makes up her mind (Ch. 6)'/><author><name>MyKidsMom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15782169104131568850</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zlJmW_DQSUs/SXDFN5lw7LI/AAAAAAAAADU/TYch8gOW7So/S220/100_0694.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5368493105167255618.post-2230315794033155007</id><published>2009-02-06T08:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-06T08:40:29.838-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='abstracted'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Anne of GG ch. 5'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='inculcate'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='asylum'/><title type='text'>Anne's History (Ch. 5)</title><content type='html'>So, just how nice and kind were Anne's caretakers?  On page 41 (lol..in my book anyway) Marilla felt pity for the starved, unloved life Anne had had - a life of drudgery and poverty and neglect; for Marilla was shrewd enough to read between the lines of Anne's history and divine the truth.  &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;No wonder she had been so delighted at the prospect of a real home.  &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;I concur.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did come across a word from chapter 4 but forgot about it.  So I'll include it here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;abstracted&lt;/strong&gt; - lost in thought&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;inculcate&lt;/strong&gt; -  teach persistently and earnestly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;asylum&lt;/strong&gt; - an institution for the maintenance and care of the mentally ill, orphans, or other persons requiring specialized assistance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to look up the official definition for asylum because I had always thought it was only for the mentally ill.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5368493105167255618-2230315794033155007?l=letsreadclassics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letsreadclassics.blogspot.com/feeds/2230315794033155007/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5368493105167255618&amp;postID=2230315794033155007&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5368493105167255618/posts/default/2230315794033155007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5368493105167255618/posts/default/2230315794033155007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letsreadclassics.blogspot.com/2009/02/annes-history-ch-5.html' title='Anne&apos;s History (Ch. 5)'/><author><name>MyKidsMom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15782169104131568850</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zlJmW_DQSUs/SXDFN5lw7LI/AAAAAAAAADU/TYch8gOW7So/S220/100_0694.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5368493105167255618.post-1509158766522691417</id><published>2009-02-04T19:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-04T19:49:56.003-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='brook'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='river'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stream'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='creek'/><title type='text'>Brook vs. Creek vs. Stream vs. River</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zlJmW_DQSUs/SYpfoM6Wl_I/AAAAAAAAAGQ/ze7BVNdheC0/s1600-h/Amazon-River1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299153055820191730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 389px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zlJmW_DQSUs/SYpfoM6Wl_I/AAAAAAAAAGQ/ze7BVNdheC0/s400/Amazon-River1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; As I was reading today I wondered what the difference is between a brook and a creek. Then I got to wondering about the stream and the river.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dictionary.com defines them as...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Brook&lt;/strong&gt; - a small, natural stream of fresh water&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Creek&lt;/strong&gt; - (in the U.S., Canada, and Australia.) a stream smaller than a river&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Stream&lt;/strong&gt; - a body of water flowing in a channel or watercourse, as a river, rivulet, or brook&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;River&lt;/strong&gt; - a natural stream of water of fairly large size flowing in a definite course or channel or series of diverging and converging channels&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So a brook is smaller than a creek which is smaller than a steam which is smaller than a river. I'm just trying to decide if my grandpa's farm has a creek or a stream or a brook that runs along one side. It must be a creek considering it doesn't look nearly as lovely as the description sounds of the brook that streams by Green Gables.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5368493105167255618-1509158766522691417?l=letsreadclassics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letsreadclassics.blogspot.com/feeds/1509158766522691417/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5368493105167255618&amp;postID=1509158766522691417&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5368493105167255618/posts/default/1509158766522691417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5368493105167255618/posts/default/1509158766522691417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letsreadclassics.blogspot.com/2009/02/brook-vs-creek-vs-stream.html' title='Brook vs. Creek vs. Stream vs. River'/><author><name>MyKidsMom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15782169104131568850</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zlJmW_DQSUs/SXDFN5lw7LI/AAAAAAAAADU/TYch8gOW7So/S220/100_0694.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zlJmW_DQSUs/SYpfoM6Wl_I/AAAAAAAAAGQ/ze7BVNdheC0/s72-c/Amazon-River1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5368493105167255618.post-7877356064673408138</id><published>2009-02-04T15:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-04T15:57:45.768-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='definitions'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Anne of GG ch. 4'/><title type='text'>Morning at Green Gables (Ch 4)</title><content type='html'>Okay, I'm caught up.  How about you, keeping up?  I am really enjoying this book.  I have to share a quote from my dd.  "I'm already tired of listening to Anne talk!  She just goes on and on!"  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally the first chapter without any obscure words.  I know &lt;strong&gt;obscure&lt;/strong&gt; probably isn't the word I'm looking for, but I have a limited vocabulary.&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;  (I did go back and look up obscure and it means exactly what I wanted it to.  Not easily understood)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another favorite quote:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had my quote almost typed out and decided to see if you can guess what it is.  I will tell you that it is early in the chapter.  What beautiful words they are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dictionary.com defines &lt;strong&gt;beautiful&lt;/strong&gt; as having qualities that delight the eye.  So beautiful isn't the word I'm looking for either. Honeyed is more how they sound to me.  They almost made my mouth water and it didn't have anything to do with food.  Can you find it?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5368493105167255618-7877356064673408138?l=letsreadclassics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letsreadclassics.blogspot.com/feeds/7877356064673408138/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5368493105167255618&amp;postID=7877356064673408138&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5368493105167255618/posts/default/7877356064673408138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5368493105167255618/posts/default/7877356064673408138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letsreadclassics.blogspot.com/2009/02/morning-at-green-gables-ch-4.html' title='Morning at Green Gables (Ch 4)'/><author><name>MyKidsMom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15782169104131568850</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zlJmW_DQSUs/SXDFN5lw7LI/AAAAAAAAADU/TYch8gOW7So/S220/100_0694.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5368493105167255618.post-7678487288067053696</id><published>2009-02-04T11:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-04T11:32:07.929-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='raiment'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Anne of GG ch. 3'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pertubation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='predilection'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='deprecatingly'/><title type='text'>Marilla Cuthbert is Surprised (Ch 3)</title><content type='html'>I can't imagine how broken hearted Anne must have felt. She was so set on having a "home" and felt as if someone finally "wanted" her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My favorite line:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Well this is a pretty kettle of fish, she said wrathfully."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love that and intend to start using it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did have a few more words to define this time:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;deprecatingly&lt;/strong&gt; - to express earnest disapproval of: belittle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;raiment&lt;/strong&gt; - clothing; apparel; attire&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;perturbation&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; - mental disquiet, disturbance, or agitation&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;predilection&lt;/strong&gt; - a tendency to think favorably of something in particular&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll end this post with this quote:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And upstairs in the east gable, a lonely, heart-hungry, friendless child cried herself to sleep.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5368493105167255618-7678487288067053696?l=letsreadclassics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letsreadclassics.blogspot.com/feeds/7678487288067053696/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5368493105167255618&amp;postID=7678487288067053696&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5368493105167255618/posts/default/7678487288067053696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5368493105167255618/posts/default/7678487288067053696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letsreadclassics.blogspot.com/2009/02/marilla-cuthbert-is-surprised-ch-3.html' title='Marilla Cuthbert is Surprised (Ch 3)'/><author><name>MyKidsMom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15782169104131568850</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zlJmW_DQSUs/SXDFN5lw7LI/AAAAAAAAADU/TYch8gOW7So/S220/100_0694.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5368493105167255618.post-2547281358920051335</id><published>2009-02-04T10:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-04T11:06:19.707-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Anne of GG ch. 2'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wincey'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sundry'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='witch'/><title type='text'>Matthew Cuthbert is Surprised (Ch 2)</title><content type='html'>Poor Matthew couldn't get a word in! Thankfully he didn't mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd like to share my favorite line.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Isn't it splendid to think of all the things there are to find out about? It just makes me feel glad to be alive - it's such an interesting world. It wouldn't be half so interesting if we knew all about &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;everything&lt;/span&gt;, would it? &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;There'd&lt;/span&gt; be no scope for imagination then, would there?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My what an imagination she has! I love the name "White Way of Delight" and "Lake of Shining Waters." Don't they sound beautiful?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I kept wondering where they actually were. Finally their location was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;divulged (I had to consult the dictionary to spell this one.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299008300011784194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 251px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zlJmW_DQSUs/SYnb-TgMiAI/AAAAAAAAAFg/UWyPN6ckRFE/s320/prince-edward-island+map.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Here is what I found when I searched for pictures of Prince Edward Island.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299008689254105346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zlJmW_DQSUs/SYncU9izAQI/AAAAAAAAAFo/ndk4TVq04wY/s320/green-gables-village_27430.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Avonlea&lt;/span&gt; is a unique village in Cavendish, Prince Edward Island where tourists can venture to and relate to the world of Anne of Green Gables.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Avonlea&lt;/span&gt; is a fictional village that is set around the famous novel, Anne of Green Gables that was written by Lucy Maud Montgomery. Her childhood revolved around the farming communities of Prince Edward Island and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Avonlea&lt;/span&gt; was inspired by her life while growing up here.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;While visiting Prince Edward Island, be sure to take the family to the village of Anne of Green Gables, a day of excitement taking you back a hundred years to 1908 to the life that Lucy Maud Montgomery led. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I had to define :&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sundry&lt;/strong&gt; - everybody&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;wincey&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; - a plain or twilled fabric of wool and cotton used especially for warm shirts or skirts and pajamas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;witch&lt;/strong&gt; - Archaic. to affect as if by witchcraft; bewitch; charm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I know what most people think of when we read the word witch. I was just curious to see the definition as it pertained here. I think Anne had bewitched him. Or, in other words, she had charmed him. What are your thoughts?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5368493105167255618-2547281358920051335?l=letsreadclassics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letsreadclassics.blogspot.com/feeds/2547281358920051335/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5368493105167255618&amp;postID=2547281358920051335&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5368493105167255618/posts/default/2547281358920051335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5368493105167255618/posts/default/2547281358920051335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letsreadclassics.blogspot.com/2009/02/matthew-cuthbert-is-surpirsed-ch-2.html' title='Matthew Cuthbert is Surprised (Ch 2)'/><author><name>MyKidsMom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15782169104131568850</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zlJmW_DQSUs/SXDFN5lw7LI/AAAAAAAAADU/TYch8gOW7So/S220/100_0694.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zlJmW_DQSUs/SYnb-TgMiAI/AAAAAAAAAFg/UWyPN6ckRFE/s72-c/prince-edward-island+map.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5368493105167255618.post-2880937182796553652</id><published>2009-02-04T07:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-04T11:05:37.846-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Anne of GG ch. 1'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='betokened'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='embowered'/><title type='text'>Mrs. Rachel Lynde is Surprised (Ch 1)</title><content type='html'>Well, I finally have chapter one under my belt. I know that I am behind but I'll get caught up. My dd has decided to read with us also. She has a friend in Lubbock, Tx. that is going to read also. What a beautiful picture is painted of Green Gables.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"the big, rambling, orchard-embowered house....as far away as he possibly could from his fellow men without actually retreating into the woods....built at the furthest edge of his cleared land ...barely visible from the main road"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sounds great to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did have to look up the words embowered and betokened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;embowered - cover or surround with foliage&lt;br /&gt;betokened - to give evidence of&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what is up with naming the houses? I love the names but where and why did that tradition start?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5368493105167255618-2880937182796553652?l=letsreadclassics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letsreadclassics.blogspot.com/feeds/2880937182796553652/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5368493105167255618&amp;postID=2880937182796553652&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5368493105167255618/posts/default/2880937182796553652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5368493105167255618/posts/default/2880937182796553652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letsreadclassics.blogspot.com/2009/02/mrs-rachel-lynde-is-surprised.html' title='Mrs. Rachel Lynde is Surprised (Ch 1)'/><author><name>MyKidsMom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15782169104131568850</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zlJmW_DQSUs/SXDFN5lw7LI/AAAAAAAAADU/TYch8gOW7So/S220/100_0694.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5368493105167255618.post-4504415165116964959</id><published>2009-01-30T09:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-03T07:07:16.894-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Charles W. Eliot'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tuesdays Quote'/><title type='text'>Tuesdays Quote</title><content type='html'>Books are the quietest and most constant of friends; they are the most accessible and wisest of counselors, and the most patient of teachers. ~Charles W. Eliot&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5368493105167255618-4504415165116964959?l=letsreadclassics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letsreadclassics.blogspot.com/feeds/4504415165116964959/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5368493105167255618&amp;postID=4504415165116964959&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5368493105167255618/posts/default/4504415165116964959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5368493105167255618/posts/default/4504415165116964959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letsreadclassics.blogspot.com/2009/01/tuesdays-quote_30.html' title='Tuesdays Quote'/><author><name>MyKidsMom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15782169104131568850</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zlJmW_DQSUs/SXDFN5lw7LI/AAAAAAAAADU/TYch8gOW7So/S220/100_0694.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5368493105167255618.post-5389303251347714190</id><published>2009-01-30T08:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-30T09:26:30.281-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Anne of GG ch. 1'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='decorum'/><title type='text'>You've got to be kidding me!</title><content type='html'>The first paragraph is the exact reason that classics scare me.  It is one long sentence.  It consist of 148 words,6 commas, and 2 semi colons.  It is no wonder I have no idea what she just said.  I guess I'll have to read that again.  To do this properly I should be taking my time and looking up words I don't understand.  The first one is decorum.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5368493105167255618-5389303251347714190?l=letsreadclassics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letsreadclassics.blogspot.com/feeds/5389303251347714190/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5368493105167255618&amp;postID=5389303251347714190&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5368493105167255618/posts/default/5389303251347714190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5368493105167255618/posts/default/5389303251347714190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letsreadclassics.blogspot.com/2009/01/youve-got-to-be-kidding-me.html' title='You&apos;ve got to be kidding me!'/><author><name>MyKidsMom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15782169104131568850</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zlJmW_DQSUs/SXDFN5lw7LI/AAAAAAAAADU/TYch8gOW7So/S220/100_0694.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5368493105167255618.post-7902315678897712919</id><published>2009-01-28T15:07:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-28T15:37:44.024-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='LibriVox'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Anne of Green Gables'/><title type='text'>Let's start with Anne of Green Gables</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zlJmW_DQSUs/SYDqZ8wOabI/AAAAAAAAAFI/3JasAP3mowg/s1600-h/ann_of_green_gables.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296490893313730994" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 208px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zlJmW_DQSUs/SYDqZ8wOabI/AAAAAAAAAFI/3JasAP3mowg/s320/ann_of_green_gables.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are going to start with Anne of Green Gables written by Lucy Maud Montgomery. You can listen online at http://librivox.org/. Although I don't know if listening is the same as actually reading. What do you think?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think we should start on February 1. What do you think about a chapter a day? According to my table of contents there are 38 chapters. That would get us done in a little over a month. How does that sound?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's meet back here for comments and discussion.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5368493105167255618-7902315678897712919?l=letsreadclassics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letsreadclassics.blogspot.com/feeds/7902315678897712919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5368493105167255618&amp;postID=7902315678897712919&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5368493105167255618/posts/default/7902315678897712919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5368493105167255618/posts/default/7902315678897712919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letsreadclassics.blogspot.com/2009/01/lets-start-with-anne-of-green-gables.html' title='Let&apos;s start with Anne of Green Gables'/><author><name>MyKidsMom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15782169104131568850</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zlJmW_DQSUs/SXDFN5lw7LI/AAAAAAAAADU/TYch8gOW7So/S220/100_0694.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zlJmW_DQSUs/SYDqZ8wOabI/AAAAAAAAAFI/3JasAP3mowg/s72-c/ann_of_green_gables.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5368493105167255618.post-8470166014515583487</id><published>2009-01-28T14:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-28T14:51:55.220-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bible'/><title type='text'>How could I forget?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zlJmW_DQSUs/SYDcteMFCkI/AAAAAAAAAFA/GWD7kRlYqgE/s1600-h/bible+soul+food.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 330px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zlJmW_DQSUs/SYDcteMFCkI/AAAAAAAAAFA/GWD7kRlYqgE/s400/bible+soul+food.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296475835543652930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My apologies. I completely forgot the most important classic of all. My Bible. My dh and I decided to read through the Bible this year. Then we found out just how much reading that would be and decided to do the 3 year plan. So we are reading a chapter a day. This will be the first time we have done any bible studying together. Its been great.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5368493105167255618-8470166014515583487?l=letsreadclassics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letsreadclassics.blogspot.com/feeds/8470166014515583487/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5368493105167255618&amp;postID=8470166014515583487&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5368493105167255618/posts/default/8470166014515583487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5368493105167255618/posts/default/8470166014515583487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letsreadclassics.blogspot.com/2009/01/how-could-i-forget.html' title='How could I forget?'/><author><name>MyKidsMom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15782169104131568850</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zlJmW_DQSUs/SXDFN5lw7LI/AAAAAAAAADU/TYch8gOW7So/S220/100_0694.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zlJmW_DQSUs/SYDcteMFCkI/AAAAAAAAAFA/GWD7kRlYqgE/s72-c/bible+soul+food.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5368493105167255618.post-8883113446013304507</id><published>2009-01-27T10:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-03T07:09:18.801-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='author unknown'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tuesdays Quote'/><title type='text'>Tuesdays Quote</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A good book on your shelf is a friend that turns its back on you and remains a friend. ~Author Unknown&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5368493105167255618-8883113446013304507?l=letsreadclassics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letsreadclassics.blogspot.com/feeds/8883113446013304507/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5368493105167255618&amp;postID=8883113446013304507&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5368493105167255618/posts/default/8883113446013304507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5368493105167255618/posts/default/8883113446013304507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letsreadclassics.blogspot.com/2009/01/tuesdays-quote.html' title='Tuesdays Quote'/><author><name>MyKidsMom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15782169104131568850</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zlJmW_DQSUs/SXDFN5lw7LI/AAAAAAAAADU/TYch8gOW7So/S220/100_0694.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5368493105167255618.post-4388436524234200559</id><published>2009-01-26T09:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-26T10:04:17.429-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='classics'/><title type='text'>Classics I have in my bookcase</title><content type='html'>I thought I would list the classics I have at home.  I would like to keep our first classic limited to one of these. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Black Beauty          Anna Sewell&lt;br /&gt;Anne of Greene Gables     Lucy Maud Montgomery&lt;br /&gt;Eight Cousins      Louisa May Alcott&lt;br /&gt;Little Women     Louisa May Alcott&lt;br /&gt;Little Men            Louisa May Alcott&lt;br /&gt;Charlotte's Web     EB White&lt;br /&gt;Heidi       Johanna Spyri&lt;br /&gt;Pride and Prejudice      Jane Austen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would like to start February 1.  So which one should we start with?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5368493105167255618-4388436524234200559?l=letsreadclassics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letsreadclassics.blogspot.com/feeds/4388436524234200559/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5368493105167255618&amp;postID=4388436524234200559&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5368493105167255618/posts/default/4388436524234200559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5368493105167255618/posts/default/4388436524234200559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letsreadclassics.blogspot.com/2009/01/classics-i-have-in-my-bookcase.html' title='Classics I have in my bookcase'/><author><name>MyKidsMom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15782169104131568850</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zlJmW_DQSUs/SXDFN5lw7LI/AAAAAAAAADU/TYch8gOW7So/S220/100_0694.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5368493105167255618.post-6453055783011197015</id><published>2009-01-20T19:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-20T19:49:47.870-08:00</updated><title type='text'>What is a classic?</title><content type='html'>Black Beauty&lt;br /&gt;The Secret Garden&lt;br /&gt;Oliver Twist&lt;br /&gt;Pride and Prejudice&lt;br /&gt;Treasure Island&lt;br /&gt;To Kill a Mockingbird&lt;br /&gt;The Trumpet and the Swan&lt;br /&gt;Anne of Green Gables&lt;br /&gt;Little Women&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When traditional literary scholars refer to classical literature, they usually mean that this literature is widely acknowledged as having outstanding or enduring qualities. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think of thick books with a lot of words I won't understand or be able to pronounce.  I tried to read Treasure Island and sure enough I couldn't pronounce half of the words.  Maybe I should try a different one.  Do you have a favorite?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5368493105167255618-6453055783011197015?l=letsreadclassics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letsreadclassics.blogspot.com/feeds/6453055783011197015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5368493105167255618&amp;postID=6453055783011197015&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5368493105167255618/posts/default/6453055783011197015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5368493105167255618/posts/default/6453055783011197015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letsreadclassics.blogspot.com/2009/01/what-is-classic.html' title='What is a classic?'/><author><name>MyKidsMom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15782169104131568850</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zlJmW_DQSUs/SXDFN5lw7LI/AAAAAAAAADU/TYch8gOW7So/S220/100_0694.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
