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	<title>Comments on: Emily&#8217;s First Day/ OI Bear Contest</title>
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		<title>By: ??</title>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 23 Sep 2010 15:12:13 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>I usually don’t post in Blogs but your blog forced me to, amazing work.. beautiful …</description>
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		<title>By: Kansas Bard</title>
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		<dc:creator>Kansas Bard</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Thu, 02 Sep 2010 16:00:33 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>When I was in 3rd grade (many years ago), I was out of school for a good chunk of time due to broken bones and operations. During that time, I had a wonderful tutor who helped encourage my love of reading by giving me a subscription to my favorite magazine. When I was ready to go back to school, she made our last day very special. We spent the day making cupcakes and she taught me to play Monopoly. Even with all the great teachers I had over the years, her special attention during a difficult time of my life meant the most to me.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>When I was in 3rd grade (many years ago), I was out of school for a good chunk of time due to broken bones and operations. During that time, I had a wonderful tutor who helped encourage my love of reading by giving me a subscription to my favorite magazine. When I was ready to go back to school, she made our last day very special. We spent the day making cupcakes and she taught me to play Monopoly. Even with all the great teachers I had over the years, her special attention during a difficult time of my life meant the most to me.</p>
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		<title>By: Marcia Hahn</title>
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		<dc:creator>Marcia Hahn</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Wed, 01 Sep 2010 02:23:23 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>I have OI Type I, and sixth grade was a year that I had two broken legs and a few broken ribs. It was also the year that our class trip was to the Iowa State Capital in Des Moines.

I don&#039;t remember if my leg was in a cast or if I was just using a walker, but the many steps of the capital became an obstacle for me to keep up with my classmates on the tour (not much handicap/wheelchair accessibility back then). 

I was used to viewing most activities from the sidelines, but my teacher, Mr. Medine(sp), wasn&#039;t. He finally scooped me up and carried me the rest of the day--up and down many steps, everywhere that the rest of the class went. Up the dome and to the balcony of the legislature, he made sure I saw everything that everyone else did. Talk about your &quot;Capital Steps.&quot;

He went above and beyond anything I ever expected. I&#039;ll never forget that.</description>
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<p>I don&#8217;t remember if my leg was in a cast or if I was just using a walker, but the many steps of the capital became an obstacle for me to keep up with my classmates on the tour (not much handicap/wheelchair accessibility back then). </p>
<p>I was used to viewing most activities from the sidelines, but my teacher, Mr. Medine(sp), wasn&#8217;t. He finally scooped me up and carried me the rest of the day&#8211;up and down many steps, everywhere that the rest of the class went. Up the dome and to the balcony of the legislature, he made sure I saw everything that everyone else did. Talk about your &#8220;Capital Steps.&#8221;</p>
<p>He went above and beyond anything I ever expected. I&#8217;ll never forget that.</p>
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