<?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-1044721502131429461</id><updated>2011-04-21T18:47:33.724Z</updated><title type='text'>Tilda's Shining Heart</title><subtitle type='html'>Being at school, by Tilda Chambers, age 7</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tildas-shining-heart.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1044721502131429461/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tildas-shining-heart.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Jimmy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>7</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1044721502131429461.post-4925705386458541</id><published>2008-03-01T10:46:00.003Z</published><updated>2008-03-01T10:59:53.532Z</updated><title type='text'>Best books for six year old girls</title><content type='html'>The Magic Faraway Tree by  Enid Blyton&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pippi Longstocking by Astrd Lindgren&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sheltie stories by Peter Clover &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1044721502131429461-4925705386458541?l=tildas-shining-heart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tildas-shining-heart.blogspot.com/feeds/4925705386458541/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1044721502131429461&amp;postID=4925705386458541' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1044721502131429461/posts/default/4925705386458541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1044721502131429461/posts/default/4925705386458541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tildas-shining-heart.blogspot.com/2008/03/best-books-for-six-year-old-girls.html' title='Best books for six year old girls'/><author><name>Jimmy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1044721502131429461.post-4926240796447918261</id><published>2007-12-09T14:53:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-12-09T15:01:40.503Z</updated><title type='text'>Stanford Infant's Christmas Fair</title><content type='html'>When we were going to my school fair (it was yesterday) it was raining really hard but I still wanted to go. When I got there I had a braid. It is a plait but it has beads at the bottom with colours in. A lady with really funky hair did it for me. I got a present from a pretend Father Christmas and a pretend Rudolph, he was just made out of cardboard. Truly was in there too! The elves were Miss King and Miss Shepherd and Miss Denya. I love Miss Shepherd and I want to be a teacher like her when I grow up.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1044721502131429461-4926240796447918261?l=tildas-shining-heart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tildas-shining-heart.blogspot.com/feeds/4926240796447918261/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1044721502131429461&amp;postID=4926240796447918261' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1044721502131429461/posts/default/4926240796447918261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1044721502131429461/posts/default/4926240796447918261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tildas-shining-heart.blogspot.com/2007/12/stanford-infants-christmas-fair.html' title='Stanford Infant&apos;s Christmas Fair'/><author><name>Jimmy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1044721502131429461.post-6874295625617843018</id><published>2007-10-20T11:55:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-10-20T12:06:04.591Z</updated><title type='text'>Riding on Kiki</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xn5gd_fu2h8/RxntiG7gR2I/AAAAAAAAADM/06DdswqEvRQ/s1600-h/kiki"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xn5gd_fu2h8/RxntiG7gR2I/AAAAAAAAADM/06DdswqEvRQ/s400/kiki" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123387221342177122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like riding on Kiki. Kiki is a pony. She lives in a field near Ditchling with her friends Bob, Daisy, Maylee and Jonjo. We lead Kiki out of the field with a headcollar and we give her an apple. We brush her and then we put on her saddle and bridle. We have to be careful because Kiki bites! She only bites grown-ups and it's not good.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1044721502131429461-6874295625617843018?l=tildas-shining-heart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tildas-shining-heart.blogspot.com/feeds/6874295625617843018/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1044721502131429461&amp;postID=6874295625617843018' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1044721502131429461/posts/default/6874295625617843018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1044721502131429461/posts/default/6874295625617843018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tildas-shining-heart.blogspot.com/2007/10/riding-on-kiki.html' title='Riding on Kiki'/><author><name>Jimmy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xn5gd_fu2h8/RxntiG7gR2I/AAAAAAAAADM/06DdswqEvRQ/s72-c/kiki' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1044721502131429461.post-9132307312532914751</id><published>2007-10-20T11:15:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-10-20T11:49:25.216Z</updated><title type='text'>When I go to sleep</title><content type='html'>I sleep with Big Dog and Teddy and Blankie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xn5gd_fu2h8/RxnqtG7gR0I/AAAAAAAAAC8/E5YsOMiogMw/s1600-h/blankie"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xn5gd_fu2h8/RxnqtG7gR0I/AAAAAAAAAC8/E5YsOMiogMw/s400/blankie" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123384111785854786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I love sleeping! I made a tent with Jimmy's cupboard, what I sleep next to. I sleep in the room with Jimmy and I have lots of dreams. I dream about Big Dog alive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xn5gd_fu2h8/Rxnq_27gR1I/AAAAAAAAADE/599T1fFSQD0/s1600-h/bigdog"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xn5gd_fu2h8/Rxnq_27gR1I/AAAAAAAAADE/599T1fFSQD0/s400/bigdog" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123384433908402002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1044721502131429461-9132307312532914751?l=tildas-shining-heart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tildas-shining-heart.blogspot.com/feeds/9132307312532914751/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1044721502131429461&amp;postID=9132307312532914751' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1044721502131429461/posts/default/9132307312532914751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1044721502131429461/posts/default/9132307312532914751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tildas-shining-heart.blogspot.com/2007/10/when-i-go-to-sleep.html' title='When I go to sleep'/><author><name>Jimmy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xn5gd_fu2h8/RxnqtG7gR0I/AAAAAAAAAC8/E5YsOMiogMw/s72-c/blankie' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1044721502131429461.post-1159930119217099260</id><published>2007-08-26T12:18:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-08-26T12:35:51.707Z</updated><title type='text'>My holiday in Scotland</title><content type='html'>and we had great fun. We saw a baby deer and when we were driving to a hotel we saw a mummy deer. And we saw a daddy deer as well - he was a stag. He had great big antlers. He was very furry. He was red. We saw red squirrels. They were eating nuts. gobble gobble. And we saw some birds flying around, near the bird centre - wow! Ospreys are big birds. They live in a big nest like a bed. And the daddy kicked out two eggs from the nest, and then he stood on another one!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went &lt;a href="http://www.road-to-the-isles.org.uk/camusdarach-campsite.html"&gt;camping&lt;/a&gt; with my cousins. One is called Ruby, she is 10. And there's one called Grace and she is 8 and one's called Bill - he's 6. Harriet and Sonny also came camping. We saw dolphins and seals and porpoises when we went on a &lt;a href="http://www.arisaig.co.uk/wildlife-cruises.asp"&gt;boat trip&lt;/a&gt; on Auntie Jo's birthday. She was very happy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1044721502131429461-1159930119217099260?l=tildas-shining-heart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.blogger.com/img/gl.link.gif' title='My holiday in Scotland'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tildas-shining-heart.blogspot.com/feeds/1159930119217099260/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1044721502131429461&amp;postID=1159930119217099260' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1044721502131429461/posts/default/1159930119217099260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1044721502131429461/posts/default/1159930119217099260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tildas-shining-heart.blogspot.com/2007/08/my-holiday-in-scotland.html' title='My holiday in Scotland'/><author><name>Jimmy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1044721502131429461.post-8389840426761265241</id><published>2007-08-05T10:59:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-08-05T11:10:30.825Z</updated><title type='text'>Nana &amp; Grandpa's house</title><content type='html'>I am at Nana's house. Nana lives at Devon. Devon is fun. I've been here for 9 days and I've been feeding the dogs and making a dinosaur. We went to the park in Bideford where we had a very good time with Nana and Grandpa and cousin Lottie and Lottie was very fun with me and she had a very fun time. We went on the swings. Nana pushed us on the swings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We made a dinosaur with Grandpa. We made it out of wood. We used some tools - a saw, a drill, some screws which we screwed in with a screwdriver. We put cardboard on it. Then we put paper on it and we're going to paint it green if it's dry today.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1044721502131429461-8389840426761265241?l=tildas-shining-heart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tildas-shining-heart.blogspot.com/feeds/8389840426761265241/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1044721502131429461&amp;postID=8389840426761265241' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1044721502131429461/posts/default/8389840426761265241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1044721502131429461/posts/default/8389840426761265241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tildas-shining-heart.blogspot.com/2007/08/nana-grandpas-house.html' title='Nana &amp; Grandpa&apos;s house'/><author><name>Jimmy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1044721502131429461.post-4777139275621915464</id><published>2007-03-25T16:38:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-03-25T16:49:35.482Z</updated><title type='text'>Ted Bear</title><content type='html'>Ted Bear stayed at my house and slid down the banisters. Ted Bear comes from my school and my teacher. My teacher is called Miss Shepherd.  My teacher loves Ted Bear, he loves me. Ted bear normally goes to other people's houses -  just Palace Class, which is my class.  I got given Ted Bear on Friday. He had a bag full of things - you have to be very careful with them. He has a  sleeping bag,  he has a coat,  he has a tooth brush, he has a bib, he  has a camera.  You take pictures of Ted Bear and Tilda with the camera. Well I have written a postcard  from Ted Bear from my house.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xn5gd_fu2h8/RgamI_iQdnI/AAAAAAAAACk/wfryFLKHG4E/s1600-h/ted_bear.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xn5gd_fu2h8/RgamI_iQdnI/AAAAAAAAACk/wfryFLKHG4E/s320/ted_bear.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5045903105939502706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1044721502131429461-4777139275621915464?l=tildas-shining-heart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tildas-shining-heart.blogspot.com/feeds/4777139275621915464/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1044721502131429461&amp;postID=4777139275621915464' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1044721502131429461/posts/default/4777139275621915464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1044721502131429461/posts/default/4777139275621915464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tildas-shining-heart.blogspot.com/2007/03/ted-bear.html' title='Ted Bear'/><author><name>Jimmy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xn5gd_fu2h8/RgamI_iQdnI/AAAAAAAAACk/wfryFLKHG4E/s72-c/ted_bear.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
