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      <title>Dawn</title>
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										&lt;div&gt;"The dawn of a new day is the beginning of possibilities and opportunities." Leilani&lt;/div&gt;</description>
      <pubDate>Tue, 17 Jun 2008 11:20:38 GMT</pubDate>
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      <dc:creator>Leilani</dc:creator>
      <dc:date>2008-06-17T11:20:38Z</dc:date>
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      <title>Winter Belly Jam recital</title>
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										&lt;div&gt;Performed in my 2nd tribal recital.  This one went much better than 1st.  We performed further up front in the venue.  There were not as many performers.  I was more at ease.   Everything went smoothly.  Didn't feel as tense.  Wew!  All the perfomers were great.  The students and  the pros!  It was great to watch them in between my performance.  Oh, the fun of getting all dresses up in hair, makeup and costume because it's all so still new for me!&#xD;
Seeing all my buddies and all the other ladies all glamoured up.   Our teacher is amazing.  She spent so much of her free time with rehearsals to make sure we ready.  We had such a fun time.&lt;/div&gt;</description>
      <pubDate>Mon, 03 Dec 2007 11:54:38 GMT</pubDate>
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      <dc:creator>Leilani</dc:creator>
      <dc:date>2007-12-03T11:54:38Z</dc:date>
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      <title>Cherokee Seasons</title>
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										&lt;div&gt;CHEROKEE SEASONS  &#xD;
 Lessons on Life&#xD;
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There was an Indian Chief who had four sons. He wanted his sons to learn not to judge things too quickly. So he sent them each on a quest.., in turn.., to go and look at a pear tree that was a great distance away. &#xD;
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The first son went in the Winter, the second in the Spring, the third in Summer, and the youngest son in the Fall.&#xD;
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When they had all gone and come back, he called them together to describe what they had seen. &#xD;
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The first son said that the tree was ugly, bent, and twisted.&#xD;
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The second son said 'no' it was covered with green buds and full of promise.&#xD;
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The third son disagreed; he said it was laden with blossoms that smelled so sweet and looked so beautiful. It was the most graceful thing he had ever seen. &#xD;
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The last son disagreed with all of them; he said it was ripe and drooping with fruit, full of life and fulfillment.&#xD;
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The man then explained to his sons that they were all right, because they had each seen but only one season in the tree's life.&#xD;
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He told them that you cannot judge a tree, or a person, by only one season, and that the essence of who they are and the pleasure, joy, and love that come from that life can only be measured at the end, when all the seasons are up. &#xD;
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If you give up when it's Winter, you will miss the promise of your Spring, the beauty of your Summer, the fulfillment of your Fall.&#xD;
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Moral:&#xD;
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Don't let the pain of one season destroy the joy of all the rest. &#xD;
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Don't judge life by one difficult season.&#xD;
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Persevere through the difficult patches and better times are sure to come. &#xD;
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Live Simply.&#xD;
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Love Generously.&#xD;
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Care Deeply.&#xD;
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Speak Kindly. &#xD;
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Leave the Rest to God.&#xD;
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Happiness keeps You Sweet,&#xD;
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Trials keep You Strong,&#xD;
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Sorrows keep You Human,&#xD;
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Failures keep You Humble,&#xD;
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Success keeps You Glowing,&#xD;
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But God keeps You Going!&#xD;
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      <pubDate>Mon, 19 Nov 2007 17:46:25 GMT</pubDate>
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      <dc:creator>Leilani</dc:creator>
      <dc:date>2007-11-19T17:46:25Z</dc:date>
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