<?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-7357701102529481856</id><updated>2011-11-27T18:48:20.859-05:00</updated><category term='Whootie Owl&apos;s Reader&apos;s Theatre Play Scripts'/><category term='New Story'/><category term='Whootie Paraphenalia'/><category term='Post from Whootie friends'/><category term='Whootie Owl&apos;s Blog-o-sphere'/><category term='Summer Script-Writing Contest'/><category term='Whootie Freebie'/><category term='Post from Whootie friend'/><title type='text'>Blogging Whootie</title><subtitle type='html'>This is where comments are posted about Whootie Owl's stories and play scripts.  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I know that when I grow up I will want to tell the same story to MY children. By reading the title I wondered if the story really WAS great and I was wrong... it was fantastic! Thanks for having it on the story list for me to discover and read!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Whootie friends- you can also hear a &lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.storiestogrowby.com/cassette/audio/mp3/fur.mp3"&gt;&lt;em&gt;quick sound demo&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt; of the story or the &lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.whootieowl.com/mp3/Fur-Feathers.mp3"&gt;&lt;em&gt;complete 4-minute tale&lt;/a&gt;, both narrated to enchanting original music.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7357701102529481856-5590411732409954931?l=whoiswhootieowl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whoiswhootieowl.blogspot.com/feeds/5590411732409954931/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7357701102529481856&amp;postID=5590411732409954931' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7357701102529481856/posts/default/5590411732409954931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7357701102529481856/posts/default/5590411732409954931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whoiswhootieowl.blogspot.com/2008/10/cassidy-age-11_30.html' title='Cassidy, age 11'/><author><name>Whootie Owl, as translated by Elaine Lindy, Whootie's human assistant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10782272045938865044</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://www.storiestogrowby.com/images/new_whootie.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7357701102529481856.post-4539786834683191946</id><published>2008-10-27T09:25:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-27T09:29:06.966-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Post from Whootie friend'/><title type='text'>Hasnain, age 16</title><content type='html'>Responds to the story &lt;a href="http://www.storiestogrowby.com/stories/tiger_wh_korea.html"&gt; The Tiger's Whisker&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;How can Yun Ok help her husband?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Hasnain:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Yun Ok can help her husband with politeness such as she similarly does with the tiger.  Even though the tiger is frightening and dangrous they have no brain in their heads, but people are much more intelligent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Comments?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Hasnain: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;We can make the world even better with politeness.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7357701102529481856-4539786834683191946?l=whoiswhootieowl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whoiswhootieowl.blogspot.com/feeds/4539786834683191946/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7357701102529481856&amp;postID=4539786834683191946' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7357701102529481856/posts/default/4539786834683191946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7357701102529481856/posts/default/4539786834683191946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whoiswhootieowl.blogspot.com/2008/10/hasnain-age-16.html' title='Hasnain, age 16'/><author><name>Whootie Owl, as translated by Elaine Lindy, Whootie's human assistant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10782272045938865044</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://www.storiestogrowby.com/images/new_whootie.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7357701102529481856.post-8024778460966706500</id><published>2008-10-18T08:52:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-18T08:53:57.619-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Post from Whootie friend'/><title type='text'>Cassidy, age 11</title><content type='html'>Responds to the story &lt;a href="http://www.storiestogrowby.com/stories/fur_feathers_africa.html"&gt;Fur &amp;amp; Feathers&lt;/a&gt;, an African folk tale about Mama Ostrich, whose two dear chicks are stolen by Mama Lion.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Cassidy:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; I think the story was a good bedttime story. I know that when I grow up I will want to tell the same story to MY children. By reading the title I wondered if the story really WAS great and I was wrong... it was fantastic! Thanks for having it on the story list for me to discover and read!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Whootie friends- you can also hear a &lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.storiestogrowby.com/cassette/audio/mp3/fur.mp3"&gt;&lt;em&gt;quick sound demo&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt; of the story or the &lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.whootieowl.com/mp3/Fur-Feathers.mp3"&gt;&lt;em&gt;complete 4-minute tale&lt;/a&gt;, both narrated to enchanting original music.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7357701102529481856-8024778460966706500?l=whoiswhootieowl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whoiswhootieowl.blogspot.com/feeds/8024778460966706500/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7357701102529481856&amp;postID=8024778460966706500' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7357701102529481856/posts/default/8024778460966706500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7357701102529481856/posts/default/8024778460966706500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whoiswhootieowl.blogspot.com/2008/10/cassidy-age-11.html' title='Cassidy, age 11'/><author><name>Whootie Owl, as translated by Elaine Lindy, Whootie's human assistant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10782272045938865044</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://www.storiestogrowby.com/images/new_whootie.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7357701102529481856.post-1920148829082949837</id><published>2008-10-17T00:56:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-17T00:57:52.351-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Post from Whootie friend'/><title type='text'>Chris, age 10</title><content type='html'>Responds to the story from the King Arthur days &lt;a href="http://www.storiestogrowby.com/stories/after_fire_bolivia.html"&gt;After the Great Fire&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;In the battle, why did the man and his wife hide instead of taking sides?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Chris:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; So they didn't get killed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Why did Sararuma turn to dust?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Chris:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; All the plants were growing back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Comments?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Chris: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;I liked it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7357701102529481856-1920148829082949837?l=whoiswhootieowl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whoiswhootieowl.blogspot.com/feeds/1920148829082949837/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7357701102529481856&amp;postID=1920148829082949837' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7357701102529481856/posts/default/1920148829082949837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7357701102529481856/posts/default/1920148829082949837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whoiswhootieowl.blogspot.com/2008/10/chris-age-10.html' title='Chris, age 10'/><author><name>Whootie Owl, as translated by Elaine Lindy, Whootie's human assistant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10782272045938865044</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://www.storiestogrowby.com/images/new_whootie.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7357701102529481856.post-5042734138108872002</id><published>2008-10-16T09:01:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-16T09:03:10.277-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Post from Whootie friend'/><title type='text'>Pius, age 23</title><content type='html'>Lorraine, age 15, responds to the story &lt;a href="http://www.storiestogrowby.com/stories/androcles_frame.html"&gt; Androcles &amp;amp; the Lion&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Though the lion could have hurt Androcles, he didn't. Tell about a time when you could have hurt someone smaller than you, but you didn't. Why not?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Pius:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; It's when I found a certain guy was taking my money without my permission, and when I asked him he tried to escape from the reality but finally after my investigation I found the reality that is he was the one who was taking my money, but at the end I decided to forget even though he didn't return my money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Androcles couldn't run from the lion because his foot was stuck in a root. Do you think he would have stayed to help the lion anyway?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Pius:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Yes, he would have to stay in order to help the lion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Comments?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Pius: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;The story is very fantastic and it teaches us on how we are supposed to love the animals.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7357701102529481856-5042734138108872002?l=whoiswhootieowl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whoiswhootieowl.blogspot.com/feeds/5042734138108872002/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7357701102529481856&amp;postID=5042734138108872002' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7357701102529481856/posts/default/5042734138108872002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7357701102529481856/posts/default/5042734138108872002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whoiswhootieowl.blogspot.com/2008/10/pius-age-23.html' title='Pius, age 23'/><author><name>Whootie Owl, as translated by Elaine Lindy, Whootie's human assistant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10782272045938865044</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://www.storiestogrowby.com/images/new_whootie.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7357701102529481856.post-7842049067984049803</id><published>2008-10-15T12:40:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-15T12:41:36.435-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Post from Whootie friend'/><title type='text'>Mercy, age 10</title><content type='html'>Responds to the story &lt;a href="http://www.storiestogrowby.com/stories/fur_feathers_africa.html"&gt;Fur &amp;amp; Feathers&lt;/a&gt;, an African folk tale about Mama Ostrich, whose two dear chicks are stolen by Mama Lion.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Mercy:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;The story makes me feel good. I like the story. The story is nice. The story is funny. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Whootie friends- you can also hear a &lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.storiestogrowby.com/cassette/audio/mp3/fur.mp3"&gt;&lt;em&gt;quick sound demo&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt; of the story or the &lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.whootieowl.com/mp3/Fur-Feathers.mp3"&gt;&lt;em&gt;complete 4-minute tale&lt;/a&gt;, both narrated to enchanting original music.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7357701102529481856-7842049067984049803?l=whoiswhootieowl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whoiswhootieowl.blogspot.com/feeds/7842049067984049803/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7357701102529481856&amp;postID=7842049067984049803' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7357701102529481856/posts/default/7842049067984049803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7357701102529481856/posts/default/7842049067984049803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whoiswhootieowl.blogspot.com/2008/10/mercy-age-10.html' title='Mercy, age 10'/><author><name>Whootie Owl, as translated by Elaine Lindy, Whootie's human assistant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10782272045938865044</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://www.storiestogrowby.com/images/new_whootie.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7357701102529481856.post-5345939918122401907</id><published>2008-10-15T09:06:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-15T09:08:01.382-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Post from Whootie friend'/><title type='text'>Sinichinaru, age 12</title><content type='html'>Responds to the story &lt;a href="http://www.storiestogrowby.com/stories/tiger_wh_korea.html"&gt; The Tiger's Whisker&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;How can Yun Ok help her husband?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Sinichinaru:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; I don't know!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Comments?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Sinichinaru: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;A tiger is more vicious than a man.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7357701102529481856-5345939918122401907?l=whoiswhootieowl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whoiswhootieowl.blogspot.com/feeds/5345939918122401907/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7357701102529481856&amp;postID=5345939918122401907' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7357701102529481856/posts/default/5345939918122401907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7357701102529481856/posts/default/5345939918122401907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whoiswhootieowl.blogspot.com/2008/10/sinichinaru-age-12.html' title='Sinichinaru, age 12'/><author><name>Whootie Owl, as translated by Elaine Lindy, Whootie's human assistant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10782272045938865044</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://www.storiestogrowby.com/images/new_whootie.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7357701102529481856.post-7540726934805502736</id><published>2008-10-10T17:18:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-10T17:20:35.462-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Post from Whootie friend'/><title type='text'>Ridda, age 12</title><content type='html'>Dannielle, age 13, responds to the story &lt;a href="http://www.storiestogrowby.com/stories/cinderella_native_american.html"&gt; The Native American Cinderella&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Why was it so important to Strong Wind that his bride tell the truth?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Ridda:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Because he was the brother of her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Tell about what happened when you knew someone was lying to you.  Tell about another time when you knew someone was telling you the truth.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Ridda:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; I would ask why you lied to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Comments?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Ridda: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;I think the story teaches us to never lie or nobody will believe you or maybe never ever lie.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7357701102529481856-7540726934805502736?l=whoiswhootieowl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whoiswhootieowl.blogspot.com/feeds/7540726934805502736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7357701102529481856&amp;postID=7540726934805502736' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7357701102529481856/posts/default/7540726934805502736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7357701102529481856/posts/default/7540726934805502736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whoiswhootieowl.blogspot.com/2008/10/ridda-age-12.html' title='Ridda, age 12'/><author><name>Whootie Owl, as translated by Elaine Lindy, Whootie's human assistant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10782272045938865044</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://www.storiestogrowby.com/images/new_whootie.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7357701102529481856.post-6388841185176404869</id><published>2008-10-10T17:14:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-10T17:18:06.256-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Post from Whootie friend'/><title type='text'>Carol, age 62</title><content type='html'>Responds to the English folk tale &lt;a href="http://www.storiestogrowby.com/stories/apple_dumpling_england.html"&gt;The Apple Dumpling&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Why did the old woman give away her flowers and her golden chain without asking for anything in return?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Carol:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; To share what she had with others who had a need.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Why did the old woman finally get her apple dumpling at the end?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Carol:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Give and it shall be given unto you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Comments?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Carol: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;It was really a great story!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Note to Whootie friends&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;- Lots of free materials on the story &lt;em&gt;The Apple Dumpling&lt;/em&gt; including a &lt;a href="http://www.whootieowl.com/reading/AD/AD-open.html"&gt;complete Reader's Theatre play script&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7357701102529481856-6388841185176404869?l=whoiswhootieowl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whoiswhootieowl.blogspot.com/feeds/6388841185176404869/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7357701102529481856&amp;postID=6388841185176404869' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7357701102529481856/posts/default/6388841185176404869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7357701102529481856/posts/default/6388841185176404869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whoiswhootieowl.blogspot.com/2008/10/carol-age-62.html' title='Carol, age 62'/><author><name>Whootie Owl, as translated by Elaine Lindy, Whootie's human assistant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10782272045938865044</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://www.storiestogrowby.com/images/new_whootie.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7357701102529481856.post-3021788399822441379</id><published>2008-09-14T22:45:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-14T22:46:43.085-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Post from Whootie friend'/><title type='text'>Ricardo, age 8</title><content type='html'>Responds to the story from the King Arthur days &lt;a href="http://www.storiestogrowby.com/stories/after_fire_bolivia.html"&gt;After the Great Fire&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;In the battle, why did the man and his wife hide instead of taking sides?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Ricardo:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; So she would be safe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Why did Sararuma turn to dust?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Ricardo:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Because it was old.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Comments?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Ricardo: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;It was awesome.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7357701102529481856-3021788399822441379?l=whoiswhootieowl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whoiswhootieowl.blogspot.com/feeds/3021788399822441379/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7357701102529481856&amp;postID=3021788399822441379' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7357701102529481856/posts/default/3021788399822441379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7357701102529481856/posts/default/3021788399822441379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whoiswhootieowl.blogspot.com/2008/09/ricardo-age-8.html' title='Ricardo, age 8'/><author><name>Whootie Owl, as translated by Elaine Lindy, Whootie's human assistant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10782272045938865044</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://www.storiestogrowby.com/images/new_whootie.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7357701102529481856.post-3805335231000374989</id><published>2008-09-11T08:17:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-11T08:19:49.262-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Post from Whootie friend'/><title type='text'>Joyce, age 8</title><content type='html'>Responds to the story &lt;a href="http://www.storiestogrowby.com/stories/talking_eggs_creole.html"&gt; The Talking Eggs&lt;/a&gt;, a story from the American South about two different sisters, a magical old woman and her talking eggs:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Joyce: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This story let me feel that my heart is lovely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Note to Whootie friends&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;- Hear a &lt;a href="http://www.storiestogrowby.com/cassette/audio/mp3/talkinge.mp3"&gt;quick sound demo&lt;/a&gt; of the &lt;em&gt;The Talking Eggs&lt;/em&gt;. Or the &lt;a href="http://www.whootieowl.com/mp3/the%20talking%20eggs.mp3"&gt;complete 9-minute tale&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7357701102529481856-3805335231000374989?l=whoiswhootieowl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whoiswhootieowl.blogspot.com/feeds/3805335231000374989/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7357701102529481856&amp;postID=3805335231000374989' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7357701102529481856/posts/default/3805335231000374989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7357701102529481856/posts/default/3805335231000374989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whoiswhootieowl.blogspot.com/2008/09/joyce-age-8.html' title='Joyce, age 8'/><author><name>Whootie Owl, as translated by Elaine Lindy, Whootie's human assistant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10782272045938865044</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://www.storiestogrowby.com/images/new_whootie.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7357701102529481856.post-3201284790469847900</id><published>2008-09-08T08:08:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-08T08:09:10.460-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Post from Whootie friend'/><title type='text'>Jada, age 7</title><content type='html'>Responds to the story &lt;a href="http://www.storiestogrowby.com/stories/fur_feathers_africa.html"&gt;Fur &amp;amp; Feathers&lt;/a&gt;, an African folk tale about Mama Ostrich, whose two dear chicks are stolen by Mama Lion.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Jada:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;You should not be mean to people because it will hurt there feelings. The story also showed why  you should not be greedy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Whootie friends- you can also hear a &lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.storiestogrowby.com/cassette/audio/mp3/fur.mp3"&gt;&lt;em&gt;quick sound demo&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt; of the story or the &lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.whootieowl.com/mp3/Fur-Feathers.mp3"&gt;&lt;em&gt;complete 4-minute tale&lt;/a&gt;, both narrated to enchanting original music.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7357701102529481856-3201284790469847900?l=whoiswhootieowl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whoiswhootieowl.blogspot.com/feeds/3201284790469847900/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7357701102529481856&amp;postID=3201284790469847900' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7357701102529481856/posts/default/3201284790469847900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7357701102529481856/posts/default/3201284790469847900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whoiswhootieowl.blogspot.com/2008/09/jada-age-7.html' title='Jada, age 7'/><author><name>Whootie Owl, as translated by Elaine Lindy, Whootie's human assistant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10782272045938865044</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://www.storiestogrowby.com/images/new_whootie.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7357701102529481856.post-8966895425825004005</id><published>2008-09-08T00:39:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-08T00:41:42.579-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Post from Whootie friend'/><title type='text'>Nickie, age 14</title><content type='html'>Responds to the story &lt;a href="http://www.storiestogrowby.com/stories/tiger_wh_korea.html"&gt; The Tiger's Whisker&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;How can Yun Ok help her husband?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Nickie:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Being patient and understanding will calm her beast-like husband.  That, or he was always that way but when he left she only remembered the good things so when he returned she saw the real him and not the 'he' he used to be. =]  Wouldn't that be a good plot twist?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Comments?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Nickie: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Well, "Whootie Owl" (funny name., by the way) I had to read it for homeschooling but I did enjoy it. =]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7357701102529481856-8966895425825004005?l=whoiswhootieowl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whoiswhootieowl.blogspot.com/feeds/8966895425825004005/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7357701102529481856&amp;postID=8966895425825004005' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7357701102529481856/posts/default/8966895425825004005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7357701102529481856/posts/default/8966895425825004005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whoiswhootieowl.blogspot.com/2008/09/nickie-age-14.html' title='Nickie, age 14'/><author><name>Whootie Owl, as translated by Elaine Lindy, Whootie's human assistant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10782272045938865044</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://www.storiestogrowby.com/images/new_whootie.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7357701102529481856.post-4650249922580408919</id><published>2008-09-05T11:49:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-05T11:53:02.322-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Post from Whootie friend'/><title type='text'>Danial, age 21</title><content type='html'>Responds to the story from the King Arthur days &lt;a href="http://www.storiestogrowby.com/stories/after_fire_bolivia.html"&gt;After the Great Fire&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;In the battle, why did the man and his wife hide instead of taking sides?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Danial:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Because war leads to destruction, and they didn't want that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Why did Sararuma turn to dust?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Danial:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Probably because trickery was what kept him alive. Since he failed to trick the two people, he began to die and turned to dust.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Comments?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Danial: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;ok&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7357701102529481856-4650249922580408919?l=whoiswhootieowl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whoiswhootieowl.blogspot.com/feeds/4650249922580408919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7357701102529481856&amp;postID=4650249922580408919' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7357701102529481856/posts/default/4650249922580408919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7357701102529481856/posts/default/4650249922580408919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whoiswhootieowl.blogspot.com/2008/09/danial-age-21.html' title='Danial, age 21'/><author><name>Whootie Owl, as translated by Elaine Lindy, Whootie's human assistant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10782272045938865044</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://www.storiestogrowby.com/images/new_whootie.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7357701102529481856.post-8597221297522369921</id><published>2008-09-01T20:31:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-01T20:32:59.323-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Post from Whootie friend'/><title type='text'>Dingky, age 12</title><content type='html'>Responds to the story &lt;a href="http://www.storiestogrowby.com/stories/fur_feathers_africa.html"&gt;Fur &amp;amp; Feathers&lt;/a&gt;, an African folk tale about Mama Ostrich, whose two dear chicks are stolen by Mama Lion.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Dingky:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;THEY WERE SHOWING THEY LOVE EACH OTHER LIKE A TRUE SISTERS, EVEN THOUGH THERE WAS A WITCH WHO'S TRYING TO GIVE A SPELL TO PRINCESS ANN, BUT KATE FINDS A SOLUTION TO SAVE ANN...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Whootie friends- you can also hear a &lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.storiestogrowby.com/cassette/audio/mp3/fur.mp3"&gt;&lt;em&gt;quick sound demo&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt; of the story or the &lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.whootieowl.com/mp3/Fur-Feathers.mp3"&gt;&lt;em&gt;complete 4-minute tale&lt;/a&gt;, both narrated to enchanting original music.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7357701102529481856-8597221297522369921?l=whoiswhootieowl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whoiswhootieowl.blogspot.com/feeds/8597221297522369921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7357701102529481856&amp;postID=8597221297522369921' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7357701102529481856/posts/default/8597221297522369921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7357701102529481856/posts/default/8597221297522369921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whoiswhootieowl.blogspot.com/2008/09/dingky-age-12.html' title='Dingky, age 12'/><author><name>Whootie Owl, as translated by Elaine Lindy, Whootie's human assistant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10782272045938865044</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://www.storiestogrowby.com/images/new_whootie.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7357701102529481856.post-6925704192693706780</id><published>2008-09-01T20:30:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-01T20:31:12.612-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Post from Whootie friend'/><title type='text'>Lindsay, age 10</title><content type='html'>Responds to the story &lt;a href="http://www.storiestogrowby.com/stories/fur_feathers_africa.html"&gt;Fur &amp;amp; Feathers&lt;/a&gt;, an African folk tale about Mama Ostrich, whose two dear chicks are stolen by Mama Lion.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Lindsay:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;That you should be happy with what you have and appreciate what you have and don't be greedy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Whootie friends- you can also hear a &lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.storiestogrowby.com/cassette/audio/mp3/fur.mp3"&gt;&lt;em&gt;quick sound demo&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt; of the story or the &lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.whootieowl.com/mp3/Fur-Feathers.mp3"&gt;&lt;em&gt;complete 4-minute tale&lt;/a&gt;, both narrated to enchanting original music.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7357701102529481856-6925704192693706780?l=whoiswhootieowl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whoiswhootieowl.blogspot.com/feeds/6925704192693706780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7357701102529481856&amp;postID=6925704192693706780' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7357701102529481856/posts/default/6925704192693706780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7357701102529481856/posts/default/6925704192693706780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whoiswhootieowl.blogspot.com/2008/09/lindsay-age-10.html' title='Lindsay, age 10'/><author><name>Whootie Owl, as translated by Elaine Lindy, Whootie's human assistant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10782272045938865044</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://www.storiestogrowby.com/images/new_whootie.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7357701102529481856.post-2611586839316484564</id><published>2008-08-12T09:13:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-12T09:15:37.717-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Post from Whootie friend'/><title type='text'>Jhernee, age 9</title><content type='html'>Caitlin, age 11, responds to the story &lt;a href="http://www.storiestogrowby.com/stories/susu_s_america.html"&gt; Susu and the Magic Mirror&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;If you had the magic mirror of Paracaca and looked at your own reflection, what are the good things you would see?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Jhernee:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; I would see a pretty girl, kind, good and sharing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Comments?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Jhernee: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;The story was fantabulas though it was long but good.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7357701102529481856-2611586839316484564?l=whoiswhootieowl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whoiswhootieowl.blogspot.com/feeds/2611586839316484564/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7357701102529481856&amp;postID=2611586839316484564' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7357701102529481856/posts/default/2611586839316484564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7357701102529481856/posts/default/2611586839316484564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whoiswhootieowl.blogspot.com/2008/08/jhernee-age-9.html' title='Jhernee, age 9'/><author><name>Whootie Owl, as translated by Elaine Lindy, Whootie's human assistant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10782272045938865044</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://www.storiestogrowby.com/images/new_whootie.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7357701102529481856.post-7591013085617784206</id><published>2008-07-26T22:25:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-26T22:27:57.234-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Post from Whootie friend'/><title type='text'>Kritin, age 11</title><content type='html'>Lorraine, age 15, responds to the story &lt;a href="http://www.storiestogrowby.com/stories/androcles_frame.html"&gt; Androcles &amp;amp; the Lion&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Though the lion could have hurt Androcles, he didn't. Tell about a time when you could have hurt someone smaller than you, but you didn't. Why not?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Kritin:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Because I was hurt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Androcles couldn't run from the lion because his foot was stuck in a root. Do you think he would have stayed to help the lion anyway?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Kritin:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Comments?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Kritin: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;It is very nice.  It tells us that humans slay one another without any reason but animals kills another animals only when they are hungry.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7357701102529481856-7591013085617784206?l=whoiswhootieowl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whoiswhootieowl.blogspot.com/feeds/7591013085617784206/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7357701102529481856&amp;postID=7591013085617784206' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7357701102529481856/posts/default/7591013085617784206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7357701102529481856/posts/default/7591013085617784206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whoiswhootieowl.blogspot.com/2008/07/kritin-age-11.html' title='Kritin, age 11'/><author><name>Whootie Owl, as translated by Elaine Lindy, Whootie's human assistant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10782272045938865044</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://www.storiestogrowby.com/images/new_whootie.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7357701102529481856.post-794818883202247675</id><published>2008-07-09T17:34:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-09T17:44:56.456-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Post from Whootie friend'/><title type='text'>Sruthy, age 11</title><content type='html'>Responds to the story from the King Arthur days &lt;a href="http://www.storiestogrowby.com/stories/after_fire_bolivia.html"&gt;After the Great Fire&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;In the battle, why did the man and his wife hide instead of taking sides?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Sruthy:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; The man and his wife didn't take sides in the battle because they didn't want to get involved in the battle and die.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Why did Sararuma turn to dust?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Sruthy:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Sararuma turned into dust because he knew he was defeated. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Comments?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Sruthy: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;I think this is a very good and humorous story.   Thank You&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7357701102529481856-794818883202247675?l=whoiswhootieowl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whoiswhootieowl.blogspot.com/feeds/794818883202247675/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7357701102529481856&amp;postID=794818883202247675' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7357701102529481856/posts/default/794818883202247675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7357701102529481856/posts/default/794818883202247675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whoiswhootieowl.blogspot.com/2008/07/sruthy-age-11.html' title='Sruthy, age 11'/><author><name>Whootie Owl, as translated by Elaine Lindy, Whootie's human assistant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10782272045938865044</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://www.storiestogrowby.com/images/new_whootie.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7357701102529481856.post-6540178620212705634</id><published>2008-07-09T17:25:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-09T17:33:46.571-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Post from Whootie friend'/><title type='text'>Swathy, age 11</title><content type='html'>Responds to the English folk tale &lt;a href="http://www.storiestogrowby.com/stories/girl_fish_spain.html"&gt;The Girl-Fish&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Why did the girl go to so much trouble to recover the queen's crown?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Swathy:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Because the girl thought that if she help the queen who has magical powers,the queen will also help her change back to her human form .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;How did helping the queen change the girl?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Swathy:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; When the girl took troubles to get the crown from the giant,she thought of her mother who worked so hard and this is what helping the queen change the girls feelings .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Comments?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Swathy: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;I liked this story very much and I would like to read this story again and again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7357701102529481856-6540178620212705634?l=whoiswhootieowl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whoiswhootieowl.blogspot.com/feeds/6540178620212705634/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7357701102529481856&amp;postID=6540178620212705634' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7357701102529481856/posts/default/6540178620212705634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7357701102529481856/posts/default/6540178620212705634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whoiswhootieowl.blogspot.com/2008/07/swathy-age-11.html' title='Swathy, age 11'/><author><name>Whootie Owl, as translated by Elaine Lindy, Whootie's human assistant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10782272045938865044</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://www.storiestogrowby.com/images/new_whootie.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7357701102529481856.post-275135627552235392</id><published>2008-07-07T21:52:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-07T21:58:00.116-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Post from Whootie friend'/><title type='text'>Konstantia, age 44</title><content type='html'>Responds to the classic fairytale &lt;a href="http://www.storiestogrowby.com/stories/siegfried_norway.html"&gt;The Epic of Siegfried&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Did Siegfried do the right thing to help Regin?  Say YES or NO and say why.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Konstantia:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; NO. Regin was forced by greed and it was obvious that he was using Siegfried. Fafnir had done nothing wrong to him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Compare this story to the classic Sleeping Beauty tale.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Konstantia:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; No comment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Why does Siegfried say that gold is the midworld's curse " the bane of all mankind"?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Konstantia:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; No comment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Comments??&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Konstantia:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;It's a story of human greed and of fear of anything different.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7357701102529481856-275135627552235392?l=whoiswhootieowl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whoiswhootieowl.blogspot.com/feeds/275135627552235392/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7357701102529481856&amp;postID=275135627552235392' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7357701102529481856/posts/default/275135627552235392'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7357701102529481856/posts/default/275135627552235392'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whoiswhootieowl.blogspot.com/2008/07/konstantia-age-44.html' title='Konstantia, age 44'/><author><name>Whootie Owl, as translated by Elaine Lindy, Whootie's human assistant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10782272045938865044</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://www.storiestogrowby.com/images/new_whootie.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7357701102529481856.post-2515245624112862857</id><published>2008-07-07T21:45:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-07T21:49:57.964-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Post from Whootie friend'/><title type='text'>Sammi and Elise, age 9 and 8</title><content type='html'>Respond to the story &lt;a href="http://www.storiestogrowby.com/stories/fur_feathers_africa.html"&gt;Fur &amp;amp; Feathers&lt;/a&gt;, an African folk tale about Mama Ostrich, whose two dear chicks are stolen by Mama Lion.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Sammi and Elise:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; It tells us that some people can be horrible but in the end they can be nice to each other. And I thought it was quite a nice story and we thought it was funny as well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whootie friends- you can also hear a &lt;a href="http://www.storiestogrowby.com/cassette/audio/mp3/fur.mp3"&gt;quick sound demo&lt;/a&gt; of the story or the &lt;a href="http://www.whootieowl.com/mp3/Fur-Feathers.mp3"&gt;complete 4-minute tale&lt;/a&gt;, both narrated to enchanting original music.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7357701102529481856-2515245624112862857?l=whoiswhootieowl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whoiswhootieowl.blogspot.com/feeds/2515245624112862857/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7357701102529481856&amp;postID=2515245624112862857' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7357701102529481856/posts/default/2515245624112862857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7357701102529481856/posts/default/2515245624112862857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whoiswhootieowl.blogspot.com/2008/07/sammi-and-elise-age-9-and-8.html' title='Sammi and Elise, age 9 and 8'/><author><name>Whootie Owl, as translated by Elaine Lindy, Whootie's human assistant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10782272045938865044</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://www.storiestogrowby.com/images/new_whootie.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7357701102529481856.post-1898737402302071868</id><published>2008-06-28T17:49:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-28T20:09:21.026-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Post from Whootie friend'/><title type='text'>Victoria, age 10</title><content type='html'>Responds to the Spanish folk tale &lt;a href="http://www.storiestogrowby.com/stories/gfish.html"&gt;The Girl Fish&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Why did the girl go to so much trouble to return the queen's crown?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Victoria:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; She was lazy and didn't think. So she did everyhing complicatedly. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;How did helping the queen change the girl's feelings?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Victoria:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; She thought of how her mother must feel and felt terribly bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Comments?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Victoria: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;I love it i love it so much i got my neighborhood friends to perform with me!It`s been ssssssssssssssooooooooooo much fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Note to Whootie friends&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;- Check out Whootie Owl's &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;free &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;Reader's Theatre &lt;a href="http://www.storiestogrowby.com//scripts/girlfish_script.html"&gt;play script for "The Girl Fish."&lt;/a&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7357701102529481856-1898737402302071868?l=whoiswhootieowl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whoiswhootieowl.blogspot.com/feeds/1898737402302071868/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7357701102529481856&amp;postID=1898737402302071868' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7357701102529481856/posts/default/1898737402302071868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7357701102529481856/posts/default/1898737402302071868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whoiswhootieowl.blogspot.com/2008/06/victoria-age-10.html' title='Victoria, age 10'/><author><name>Whootie Owl, as translated by Elaine Lindy, Whootie's human assistant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10782272045938865044</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://www.storiestogrowby.com/images/new_whootie.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7357701102529481856.post-6461830593968039679</id><published>2008-06-28T17:44:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-28T17:45:11.111-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Post from Whootie friend'/><title type='text'>Ife, age 8</title><content type='html'>Responds to the English folk tale &lt;a href="http://www.storiestogrowby.com/stories/kate_cr_england.html"&gt;Kate Crackernuts&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Comments?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Ife: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;I think "Kate Crackernuts" was trying to show me that you have to help each other. You must not think everything is for you or your daughter. Jealousy makes you sick and makes you die.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Note to Whootie friends&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;- Lots of free materials on the story &lt;em&gt;Kate Crackernuts&lt;/em&gt; including a &lt;a href="http://www.whootieowl.com/mp3/kate%20crackernuts.mp3"&gt;12-minute Reader's Theatre play script&lt;/a&gt;, narrated to original music (give it a few moments to load). &lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7357701102529481856-6461830593968039679?l=whoiswhootieowl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whoiswhootieowl.blogspot.com/feeds/6461830593968039679/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7357701102529481856&amp;postID=6461830593968039679' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7357701102529481856/posts/default/6461830593968039679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7357701102529481856/posts/default/6461830593968039679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whoiswhootieowl.blogspot.com/2008/06/ife-age-8.html' title='Ife, age 8'/><author><name>Whootie Owl, as translated by Elaine Lindy, Whootie's human assistant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10782272045938865044</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://www.storiestogrowby.com/images/new_whootie.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7357701102529481856.post-2279925894700498427</id><published>2008-06-28T17:34:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-28T17:43:47.634-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Post from Whootie friend'/><title type='text'>Lanna, age 9</title><content type='html'>Responds to the English folk tale &lt;a href="http://www.storiestogrowby.com/stories/kate_cr_england.html"&gt;Kate Crackernuts&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Comments?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Lanna: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;I think "Kate Crackernuts" was trying to show me that you have to help each other. You must not think everything is for you or your daughter. Jealousy makes you sick and makes you die.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Note to Whootie friends&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;- Lots of free materials on the story &lt;em&gt;Kate Crackernuts&lt;/em&gt; including a &lt;a href="http://www.whootieowl.com/mp3/kate%20crackernuts.mp3"&gt;12-minute Reader's Theatre play script&lt;/a&gt;, narrated to original music (give it a few moments to load). &lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7357701102529481856-2279925894700498427?l=whoiswhootieowl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whoiswhootieowl.blogspot.com/feeds/2279925894700498427/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7357701102529481856&amp;postID=2279925894700498427' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7357701102529481856/posts/default/2279925894700498427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7357701102529481856/posts/default/2279925894700498427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whoiswhootieowl.blogspot.com/2008/06/lanna-age-9_28.html' title='Lanna, age 9'/><author><name>Whootie Owl, as translated by Elaine Lindy, Whootie's human assistant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10782272045938865044</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://www.storiestogrowby.com/images/new_whootie.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7357701102529481856.post-3035893010383632570</id><published>2008-06-18T21:47:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-18T21:48:56.871-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Post from Whootie friend'/><title type='text'>Diana, age 8</title><content type='html'>Responds to the Russian folk tale &lt;a href="http://www.storiestogrowby.com/stories/altyn_russia.html"&gt;Altyn-Argh&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;What did the Tsar think was the most important quality in a ruler?  Do you agree?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Diana:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; HE WAS A PERFECT RULER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Comments?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Diana: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;THE STORY WAS VERY INTERESTING.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7357701102529481856-3035893010383632570?l=whoiswhootieowl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whoiswhootieowl.blogspot.com/feeds/3035893010383632570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7357701102529481856&amp;postID=3035893010383632570' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7357701102529481856/posts/default/3035893010383632570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7357701102529481856/posts/default/3035893010383632570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whoiswhootieowl.blogspot.com/2008/06/diana-age-8.html' title='Diana, age 8'/><author><name>Whootie Owl, as translated by Elaine Lindy, Whootie's human assistant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10782272045938865044</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://www.storiestogrowby.com/images/new_whootie.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7357701102529481856.post-7406859764003637346</id><published>2008-06-15T16:12:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-15T16:24:42.924-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Post from Whootie friend'/><title type='text'>Lanna, age 9</title><content type='html'>Responds to the English folk tale &lt;a href="http://www.storiestogrowby.com/stories/kate_cr_body.html"&gt;Kate Crackernuts&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;What do you think the story "Kate Crackernuts" was trying to show you?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Lanna:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; I think "Kate Crackernuts" is trying to show us people are different. We don't get jealous of someone being who's beautiful than you or your daughter. We must take care of each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Note to Whootie friends&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;- Hear a &lt;A HREF="http://www.whootieowl.com/cassette/audio/mp3/kate.mp3"&gt;quick sound demo&lt;/A&gt; of the story "Kate Crackernuts," or if you want to hear the complete 12 minute story introduce by Whootie Owl, just&lt;br /&gt;&lt;A HREF="http://www.whootieowl.com/mp3/kate%20crackernuts.mp3"&gt;click here&lt;/A&gt; (give it a minute to load).&lt;BR&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7357701102529481856-7406859764003637346?l=whoiswhootieowl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whoiswhootieowl.blogspot.com/feeds/7406859764003637346/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7357701102529481856&amp;postID=7406859764003637346' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7357701102529481856/posts/default/7406859764003637346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7357701102529481856/posts/default/7406859764003637346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whoiswhootieowl.blogspot.com/2008/06/lanna-age-9.html' title='Lanna, age 9'/><author><name>Whootie Owl, as translated by Elaine Lindy, Whootie's human assistant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10782272045938865044</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://www.storiestogrowby.com/images/new_whootie.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7357701102529481856.post-6457911239276119706</id><published>2008-06-13T08:50:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-13T09:02:37.402-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Post from Whootie friend'/><title type='text'>Ryan, age 21</title><content type='html'>Responds to the story &lt;a href="http://www.storiestogrowby.com/stories/fuente_ovejuna_body.html"&gt; Fuente Ovejuna&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Do you think the people of Fuente Ovejuna were justified in rising up against the Commander and his men?  Why or why not?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Ryan:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Yes.  There was no other choice but to stand together.  The commander is like corporate America, and we need new strategies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Comments?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Ryan: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Whootie was supposed to call me yesterday.  I think I'll call him, but I don't want to seem too desperate.  I am, though.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7357701102529481856-6457911239276119706?l=whoiswhootieowl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whoiswhootieowl.blogspot.com/feeds/6457911239276119706/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7357701102529481856&amp;postID=6457911239276119706' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7357701102529481856/posts/default/6457911239276119706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7357701102529481856/posts/default/6457911239276119706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whoiswhootieowl.blogspot.com/2008/06/ryan-age-21.html' title='Ryan, age 21'/><author><name>Whootie Owl, as translated by Elaine Lindy, Whootie's human assistant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10782272045938865044</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://www.storiestogrowby.com/images/new_whootie.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7357701102529481856.post-2503714541782233864</id><published>2008-06-12T08:44:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-12T08:46:30.686-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Post from Whootie friend'/><title type='text'>Tara, age 9</title><content type='html'>Responds to the Russian folk tale &lt;a href="http://www.storiestogrowby.com/stories/baba_yaga_russia.html"&gt;Baba Yaga&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Why did the gates, the servant girl, the big dog, and the thin black cat help Natasha escape?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Tara:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Because Natasha was nice to them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Why did Natasha's small gifts mean so much?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Tara:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; It meant so much because that was more than they ever got.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Comments?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Tara: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;I thought the story was really good and I think my friends and I will love to present it for our random drama piece.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7357701102529481856-2503714541782233864?l=whoiswhootieowl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whoiswhootieowl.blogspot.com/feeds/2503714541782233864/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7357701102529481856&amp;postID=2503714541782233864' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7357701102529481856/posts/default/2503714541782233864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7357701102529481856/posts/default/2503714541782233864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whoiswhootieowl.blogspot.com/2008/06/tara-age-9.html' title='Tara, age 9'/><author><name>Whootie Owl, as translated by Elaine Lindy, Whootie's human assistant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10782272045938865044</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://www.storiestogrowby.com/images/new_whootie.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7357701102529481856.post-7555148324262049475</id><published>2008-06-06T21:52:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-12T08:46:54.529-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Post from Whootie friend'/><title type='text'>Hailey, age 10</title><content type='html'>responds to the story &lt;a href="http://www.storiestogrowby.com/stories/carrie.html"&gt;Blond Carrie &amp;amp; Brunette Carrie&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;How were the two sisters able to love each other when everyone else favored one over the other?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Hailey:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; They both have respect for one another. Just ugliness will never tear their love apart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Tell about someone you love even though that person is not perfect. Why do you love that person?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Hailey:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; I loove my mom because she is my mom. I came out of her stomach, no wonder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Comments?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Hailey: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Whootie, this a very good story. Some parts I didn't get but that's O.K.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7357701102529481856-7555148324262049475?l=whoiswhootieowl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whoiswhootieowl.blogspot.com/feeds/7555148324262049475/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7357701102529481856&amp;postID=7555148324262049475' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7357701102529481856/posts/default/7555148324262049475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7357701102529481856/posts/default/7555148324262049475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whoiswhootieowl.blogspot.com/2008/06/hailey-age-10.html' title='Hailey, age 10'/><author><name>Whootie Owl, as translated by Elaine Lindy, Whootie's human assistant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10782272045938865044</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://www.storiestogrowby.com/images/new_whootie.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7357701102529481856.post-389545473296700133</id><published>2008-06-06T21:49:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-06T21:55:44.762-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Post from Whootie friend'/><title type='text'>Keisha, age 15</title><content type='html'>responds to the story &lt;a href="http://www.storiestogrowby.com/stories/carrie.html"&gt;Blond Carrie &amp;amp; Brunette Carrie&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;How were the two sisters able to love each other when everyone else favored one over the other?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Keisha:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; THEY WERE ABLE TO LOVE EACH OTHER BECAUSE NO MATTER WHAT ANYONE SAID ABOUT BRUNETTE, HER SISTER LOVED HER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Tell about someone you love even though that person is not perfect. Why do you love that person?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Keisha:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; SOME BOY NAMED BRANDON BECAUSE HE'S UGLY BUT HE'S A SWEETHEART...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Comments?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Keisha: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;IT WAS A GREAT STORY TO ME!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7357701102529481856-389545473296700133?l=whoiswhootieowl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whoiswhootieowl.blogspot.com/feeds/389545473296700133/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7357701102529481856&amp;postID=389545473296700133' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7357701102529481856/posts/default/389545473296700133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7357701102529481856/posts/default/389545473296700133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whoiswhootieowl.blogspot.com/2008/06/keisha-age-15.html' title='Keisha, age 15'/><author><name>Whootie Owl, as translated by Elaine Lindy, Whootie's human assistant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10782272045938865044</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://www.storiestogrowby.com/images/new_whootie.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7357701102529481856.post-1985836820934618764</id><published>2008-06-02T08:12:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-02T08:16:24.670-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Post from Whootie friend'/><title type='text'>Shyan and Shamary, ages 8 and 5</title><content type='html'>responds to the story &lt;a href="http://www.storiestogrowby.com/stories/cinderella_native_american.html"&gt; The Native American Cinderella&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Why was it so important to Strong Wind that his bride tell the truth?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Shyan and Shamary:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; It was important because Strong Wind is honest and wants a bride that does not lie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Comments?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Shyan and Shamary: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;We loved the story soooooo much, we wish there was more stories like this.   Thank you  :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7357701102529481856-1985836820934618764?l=whoiswhootieowl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whoiswhootieowl.blogspot.com/feeds/1985836820934618764/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7357701102529481856&amp;postID=1985836820934618764' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7357701102529481856/posts/default/1985836820934618764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7357701102529481856/posts/default/1985836820934618764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whoiswhootieowl.blogspot.com/2008/06/shyan-and-shamary-ages-8-and-5.html' title='Shyan and Shamary, ages 8 and 5'/><author><name>Whootie Owl, as translated by Elaine Lindy, Whootie's human assistant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10782272045938865044</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://www.storiestogrowby.com/images/new_whootie.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7357701102529481856.post-3369690463002920045</id><published>2008-05-25T22:59:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-25T23:00:35.579-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Post from Whootie friend'/><title type='text'>Vrinda, age 10</title><content type='html'>Responds to the story &lt;a href="http://www.storiestogrowby.com/stories/guleesh_ireland.html"&gt; Guleesh&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Why did Guleesh go to such trouble to take care of the speechless princess?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Vrinda:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Because it was partly his fault that she was separated from her family. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;When did the princess fall in love with Guleesh, too?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Vrinda:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; When she learned how much he cared about her and took care of her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Comments?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Vrinda: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;I really liked the story.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7357701102529481856-3369690463002920045?l=whoiswhootieowl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whoiswhootieowl.blogspot.com/feeds/3369690463002920045/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7357701102529481856&amp;postID=3369690463002920045' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7357701102529481856/posts/default/3369690463002920045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7357701102529481856/posts/default/3369690463002920045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whoiswhootieowl.blogspot.com/2008/05/vrinda-age-10.html' title='Vrinda, age 10'/><author><name>Whootie Owl, as translated by Elaine Lindy, Whootie's human assistant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10782272045938865044</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://www.storiestogrowby.com/images/new_whootie.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7357701102529481856.post-7431876991910543115</id><published>2008-05-24T22:25:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-24T22:37:55.196-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Post from Whootie friend'/><title type='text'>Shannon, age 12</title><content type='html'>Responds to the story &lt;em&gt;Kate Crackernuts,&lt;/em&gt; an English folk tale about a princess who tries to save her stepsister from an evil spell:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Shannon: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;I think Kate Crackernuts was trying to show the strong bond between two sisters. It is so strong! In modern times, even when sisters fight, they still love each other and share a strong connection just like these two sisters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Note to Whootie friends&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;- Hear a &lt;a href="http://www.storiestogrowby.com/cassette/audio/mp3/kate%20crackernuts.mp3"&gt;quick sound demo&lt;/a&gt; of &lt;em&gt;Kate Crackernuts&lt;/em&gt;. Or the &lt;a href="http://www.whootieowl.com/mp3/Kate%20crackernuts.mp3"&gt;complete 12-minute tale&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7357701102529481856-7431876991910543115?l=whoiswhootieowl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whoiswhootieowl.blogspot.com/feeds/7431876991910543115/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7357701102529481856&amp;postID=7431876991910543115' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7357701102529481856/posts/default/7431876991910543115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7357701102529481856/posts/default/7431876991910543115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whoiswhootieowl.blogspot.com/2008/05/shannon-age-12.html' title='Shannon, age 12'/><author><name>Whootie Owl, as translated by Elaine Lindy, Whootie's human assistant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10782272045938865044</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://www.storiestogrowby.com/images/new_whootie.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7357701102529481856.post-3051138763972498488</id><published>2008-05-22T20:25:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-22T20:33:42.923-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Post from Whootie friend'/><title type='text'>Jonathan, age 10</title><content type='html'>Responds to the classic fairytale &lt;a href="http://www.storiestogrowby.com/stories/beauty_beast_france.html"&gt;Beauty and the Beast&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;In 5 years, do you think Beauty would have been as happy married to the Beast if he had never changed into a handsome prince?  &amp;nbsp;Say YES or NO, and say why.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Jonathan:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; About Teresa, the first time I saw her fell in love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Comments?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Jonathan:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;I thought it was awesome, great, terrific, fantastic.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7357701102529481856-3051138763972498488?l=whoiswhootieowl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whoiswhootieowl.blogspot.com/feeds/3051138763972498488/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7357701102529481856&amp;postID=3051138763972498488' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7357701102529481856/posts/default/3051138763972498488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7357701102529481856/posts/default/3051138763972498488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whoiswhootieowl.blogspot.com/2008/05/jonathan-age-10.html' title='Jonathan, age 10'/><author><name>Whootie Owl, as translated by Elaine Lindy, Whootie's human assistant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10782272045938865044</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://www.storiestogrowby.com/images/new_whootie.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7357701102529481856.post-3183040487656533076</id><published>2008-05-16T09:22:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-16T09:24:37.336-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Post from Whootie friend'/><title type='text'>Unnamed, age 12</title><content type='html'>Responds to the story from the King Arthur days &lt;a href="http://www.storiestogrowby.com/stories/after_fire_bolivia.html"&gt;After the Great Fire&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;In the battle, why did the man and his wife hide instead of taking sides?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Unnamed:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; They broke his faith in destroying mankind. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Why did Sararuma turn to dust?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Unnamed:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Because the woman started to plant seeds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Comments?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Unnamed: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;It was magnificent :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7357701102529481856-3183040487656533076?l=whoiswhootieowl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whoiswhootieowl.blogspot.com/feeds/3183040487656533076/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7357701102529481856&amp;postID=3183040487656533076' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7357701102529481856/posts/default/3183040487656533076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7357701102529481856/posts/default/3183040487656533076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whoiswhootieowl.blogspot.com/2008/05/unnamed-age-12.html' title='Unnamed, age 12'/><author><name>Whootie Owl, as translated by Elaine Lindy, Whootie's human assistant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10782272045938865044</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://www.storiestogrowby.com/images/new_whootie.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7357701102529481856.post-1139661914730706171</id><published>2008-05-03T21:55:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-06T08:14:19.702-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Post from Whootie friend'/><title type='text'>Sarah, age 13</title><content type='html'>Responds to the classic fairytale &lt;a href="http://www.storiestogrowby.com/stories/beauty_beast_france.html"&gt;Beauty and the Beast&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;In 5 years, do you think Beauty would have been as happy married to the Beast if he had never changed into a handsome prince?  &amp;nbsp;Say YES or NO, and say why.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Sarah:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Yes, because she loves him for who he is and nothing can change that. She doesn't care if he's a prince or if he's not. She definately doesn't even care if he's a beast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Tell about a time you met someone who turned out to be different from what you expected.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Sarah:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; I had met my boyfriend Anthony, and what happened was, at first he wouldn't talk to me, then he started talking to me more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Comments??&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Sarah:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;I think the story was romantic but i think you should get newer stories that older kids like.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7357701102529481856-1139661914730706171?l=whoiswhootieowl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whoiswhootieowl.blogspot.com/feeds/1139661914730706171/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7357701102529481856&amp;postID=1139661914730706171' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7357701102529481856/posts/default/1139661914730706171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7357701102529481856/posts/default/1139661914730706171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whoiswhootieowl.blogspot.com/2008/05/brooke-age-14.html' title='Sarah, age 13'/><author><name>Whootie Owl, as translated by Elaine Lindy, Whootie's human assistant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10782272045938865044</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://www.storiestogrowby.com/images/new_whootie.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7357701102529481856.post-590208784441122135</id><published>2008-04-26T20:35:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-26T20:55:04.479-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Post from Whootie friend'/><title type='text'>Alexan (girl), age 10</title><content type='html'>Responds to the story from the King Arthur days &lt;a href="http://www.storiestogrowby.com/stories/castle_wives_germany.html"&gt;The Castle of the Faithful Wives&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;If you were King Konrad III, would you be angry that you were tricked?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Alexan:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Yes, I would be angry because I thought the women wouldn't be able to carry much, but they carried their husbands, and I thought I would have the Duke, but I ended up not, and I would be embarrassed in front of my soldiers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Think of another story where characters escaped from a dangerous situation. How did they do it?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Alexan:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; In Shrek, Shrek tangles the dragon's chain around the room and puts his sword in the middle, so the dragon couldn't reach him, Donkey, and Princess Feona. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Comments?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Alexan: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;I thought it was a good story, and even a bit funny how the wives carried their husbands on thier backs. They must have been really strong!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7357701102529481856-590208784441122135?l=whoiswhootieowl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whoiswhootieowl.blogspot.com/feeds/590208784441122135/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7357701102529481856&amp;postID=590208784441122135' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7357701102529481856/posts/default/590208784441122135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7357701102529481856/posts/default/590208784441122135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whoiswhootieowl.blogspot.com/2008/04/alexan-girl-age-10.html' title='Alexan (girl), age 10'/><author><name>Whootie Owl, as translated by Elaine Lindy, Whootie's human assistant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10782272045938865044</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://www.storiestogrowby.com/images/new_whootie.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7357701102529481856.post-8420855447435123662</id><published>2008-04-26T20:31:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-26T20:33:14.086-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Post from Whootie friend'/><title type='text'>Bob, unspecified age</title><content type='html'>Responds to the story from the King Arthur days &lt;a href="http://www.storiestogrowby.com/stories/gawain_rag_england.html"&gt;Sir Gawain and the Lady Ragnell&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;At the end of the story when Sir Gawain said, "I must put the choice in your own hands," why did that statement break the spell?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Bob:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; The choice that you make will be up to you and if you do the right one the spell would be broken.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Before you finished the story, what did you think was the answer to the question, "What is it that women want most, above all else?"  If you answer was different, which was the better answer?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Bob:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; That women just desire one thing above all else. That's not true there are many things a woman could desire.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Comments?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Bob: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;It was a good story.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7357701102529481856-8420855447435123662?l=whoiswhootieowl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whoiswhootieowl.blogspot.com/feeds/8420855447435123662/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7357701102529481856&amp;postID=8420855447435123662' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7357701102529481856/posts/default/8420855447435123662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7357701102529481856/posts/default/8420855447435123662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whoiswhootieowl.blogspot.com/2008/04/bob-unspecified-age.html' title='Bob, unspecified age'/><author><name>Whootie Owl, as translated by Elaine Lindy, Whootie's human assistant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10782272045938865044</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://www.storiestogrowby.com/images/new_whootie.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7357701102529481856.post-8910838761429494063</id><published>2008-04-26T20:27:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-26T20:28:58.769-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Post from Whootie friend'/><title type='text'>Cody, age 12</title><content type='html'>Responds to the story &lt;a href="http://www.storiestogrowby.com/stories/fur_feathers_africa.html"&gt;Fur &amp;amp; Feathers&lt;/a&gt;, an African folk tale about Mama Ostrich, whose two dear chicks are stolen by Mama Lion.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Cody:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;itwasarealgoodstory.ifyoudidnotenjoytheisstoryyoumustbecrazy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Whootie friends- you can also hear a &lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.storiestogrowby.com/cassette/audio/mp3/fur.mp3"&gt;&lt;em&gt;quick sound demo&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt; of the story or the &lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.whootieowl.com/mp3/Fur-Feathers.mp3"&gt;&lt;em&gt;complete 4-minute tale&lt;/a&gt;, both narrated to enchanting original music.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7357701102529481856-8910838761429494063?l=whoiswhootieowl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whoiswhootieowl.blogspot.com/feeds/8910838761429494063/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7357701102529481856&amp;postID=8910838761429494063' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7357701102529481856/posts/default/8910838761429494063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7357701102529481856/posts/default/8910838761429494063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whoiswhootieowl.blogspot.com/2008/04/cody-age-12.html' title='Cody, age 12'/><author><name>Whootie Owl, as translated by Elaine Lindy, Whootie's human assistant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10782272045938865044</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://www.storiestogrowby.com/images/new_whootie.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7357701102529481856.post-4570380043851774323</id><published>2008-04-14T20:10:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-14T20:14:08.541-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Post from Whootie friend'/><title type='text'>Joy, age 9</title><content type='html'>responds to the story &lt;a href="http://www.storiestogrowby.com/stories/susu_s_america.html"&gt; Susu and the Magic Mirror&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;If you had the magic mirror of Paracaca and looked at your own reflection, what are the good things you would see?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Joy:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; A toy I like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Comments?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Joy: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;It is very interesting.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7357701102529481856-4570380043851774323?l=whoiswhootieowl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whoiswhootieowl.blogspot.com/feeds/4570380043851774323/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7357701102529481856&amp;postID=4570380043851774323' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7357701102529481856/posts/default/4570380043851774323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7357701102529481856/posts/default/4570380043851774323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whoiswhootieowl.blogspot.com/2008/04/joy-age-9.html' title='Joy, age 9'/><author><name>Whootie Owl, as translated by Elaine Lindy, Whootie's human assistant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10782272045938865044</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://www.storiestogrowby.com/images/new_whootie.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7357701102529481856.post-6304390919019908456</id><published>2008-04-14T20:06:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-14T20:08:29.311-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Post from Whootie friend'/><title type='text'>Anny, age 14</title><content type='html'>Responds to the story &lt;a href="http://www.storiestogrowby.com/stories/fur_feathers_africa.html"&gt;Fur &amp;amp; Feathers&lt;/a&gt;, an African folk tale about Mama Ostrich, whose two dear chicks are stolen by Mama Lion.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Anny:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;I thought that it was the best story I had ever read!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Whootie friends- you can also hear a &lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.storiestogrowby.com/cassette/audio/mp3/fur.mp3"&gt;&lt;em&gt;quick sound demo&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt; of the story or the &lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.whootieowl.com/mp3/Fur-Feathers.mp3"&gt;&lt;em&gt;complete 4-minute tale&lt;/a&gt;, both narrated to enchanting original music.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7357701102529481856-6304390919019908456?l=whoiswhootieowl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whoiswhootieowl.blogspot.com/feeds/6304390919019908456/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7357701102529481856&amp;postID=6304390919019908456' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7357701102529481856/posts/default/6304390919019908456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7357701102529481856/posts/default/6304390919019908456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whoiswhootieowl.blogspot.com/2008/04/anny-age-14.html' title='Anny, age 14'/><author><name>Whootie Owl, as translated by Elaine Lindy, Whootie's human assistant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10782272045938865044</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://www.storiestogrowby.com/images/new_whootie.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7357701102529481856.post-4728077810643316400</id><published>2008-04-04T22:46:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-04T22:50:04.852-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Post from Whootie friend'/><title type='text'>River, age 10</title><content type='html'>responds to the story &lt;a href="http://www.storiestogrowby.com/stories/cinderella_native_american.html"&gt; The Native American Cinderella&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Why was it so important to Strong Wind that his bride tell the truth?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;River:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Because if his wife lies, he will never know if she is ever telling the truth.  And if a person lies once they will lie again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Tell about what happened when you knew someone was lying to you.  Tell about another time when you knew someone was telling you the truth.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;River:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; I knew when my cousin was lying because she said I do not know where your lucky bracelet is. But I found it under my bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Comments?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;River: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;I think the story was exciting.  Keep on going, Whootie Owl.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7357701102529481856-4728077810643316400?l=whoiswhootieowl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whoiswhootieowl.blogspot.com/feeds/4728077810643316400/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7357701102529481856&amp;postID=4728077810643316400' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7357701102529481856/posts/default/4728077810643316400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7357701102529481856/posts/default/4728077810643316400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whoiswhootieowl.blogspot.com/2008/04/river-age-10.html' title='River, age 10'/><author><name>Whootie Owl, as translated by Elaine Lindy, Whootie's human assistant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10782272045938865044</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://www.storiestogrowby.com/images/new_whootie.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7357701102529481856.post-8268015588037753985</id><published>2008-04-04T22:44:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-04T22:46:08.167-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Post from Whootie friend'/><title type='text'>Moesha, age 12</title><content type='html'>Responds to the Russian folk tale &lt;a href="http://www.storiestogrowby.com/stories/baba_yaga_russia.html"&gt;Baba Yaga&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Why did the gates, the servant girl, the big dog, and the thin black cat help Natasha escape?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Moesha:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; BECAUSE SHE WAS NICE TO EACH ONE AND GIVE THEM EACH SOMETHING IN MINUTES THAT BABA YAGA COULD NOT GIVE THEM IN YEARS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Why did Natasha's small gifts mean so much?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Moesha:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; BECAUSE THEY HAD ONLY MET IN MINUTES AND SHE WAS SO KIND TO COMPLETE STRANGERS AND ALSO SHE WAS KINDHEARTED.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Comments?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Moesha: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;IT HAS GOOD MORALS. IT WAS EXCELLENT.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7357701102529481856-8268015588037753985?l=whoiswhootieowl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whoiswhootieowl.blogspot.com/feeds/8268015588037753985/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7357701102529481856&amp;postID=8268015588037753985' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7357701102529481856/posts/default/8268015588037753985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7357701102529481856/posts/default/8268015588037753985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whoiswhootieowl.blogspot.com/2008/04/moesha-age-12.html' title='Moesha, age 12'/><author><name>Whootie Owl, as translated by Elaine Lindy, Whootie's human assistant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10782272045938865044</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://www.storiestogrowby.com/images/new_whootie.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7357701102529481856.post-4549793827287902115</id><published>2008-03-26T19:00:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-03-26T19:01:44.926-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Post from Whootie friend'/><title type='text'>Nancy, age 12</title><content type='html'>Responds to the story &lt;a href="http://www.storiestogrowby.com/stories/white_tiger_korea.html"&gt; The White Tiger&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Tell about something you practiced for a long time.  What did you achieve?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Nancy:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Soccer, I've achieved a great skill and determination and passion in Soccer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;If you practiced something you wanted for a long time and don't achieve it, was it worth it?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Nancy:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Yes, because at least you gave it your all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Comments?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Nancy: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;It was empowering and sad.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7357701102529481856-4549793827287902115?l=whoiswhootieowl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whoiswhootieowl.blogspot.com/feeds/4549793827287902115/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7357701102529481856&amp;postID=4549793827287902115' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7357701102529481856/posts/default/4549793827287902115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7357701102529481856/posts/default/4549793827287902115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whoiswhootieowl.blogspot.com/2008/03/nancy-age-12.html' title='Nancy, age 12'/><author><name>Whootie Owl, as translated by Elaine Lindy, Whootie's human assistant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10782272045938865044</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://www.storiestogrowby.com/images/new_whootie.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7357701102529481856.post-5681123749599756287</id><published>2008-03-19T14:58:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-03-19T15:03:53.707-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Post from Whootie friend'/><title type='text'>Santiago, age 10</title><content type='html'>Responds to the story &lt;a href="http://www.storiestogrowby.com/stories/guleesh_ireland.html"&gt; Guleesh&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Why did Guleesh go to such trouble to take care of the speechless princess?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Santiago:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Because he felt sorry for the princess that she was reluctantly going to &lt;br /&gt;marry someone she did not love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;When did the princess fall in love with Guleesh, too?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Santiago:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Because she was very grateful for what all Guleesh had gone through for helping her feel comfortable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Comments?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Santiago: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;It was an entertaining love story about true love and determination to find true love.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7357701102529481856-5681123749599756287?l=whoiswhootieowl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whoiswhootieowl.blogspot.com/feeds/5681123749599756287/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7357701102529481856&amp;postID=5681123749599756287' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7357701102529481856/posts/default/5681123749599756287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7357701102529481856/posts/default/5681123749599756287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whoiswhootieowl.blogspot.com/2008/03/santiago-age-10.html' title='Santiago, age 10'/><author><name>Whootie Owl, as translated by Elaine Lindy, Whootie's human assistant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10782272045938865044</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://www.storiestogrowby.com/images/new_whootie.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7357701102529481856.post-945957520236342384</id><published>2008-03-16T15:39:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2008-03-16T20:19:11.609-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Post from Whootie friend'/><title type='text'>Annie, age 17</title><content type='html'>Responds to the story &lt;a href="http://www.storiestogrowby.com/stories/tiger_wh_korea.html"&gt; The Tiger's Whisker&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;How can Yun Ok help her husband?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Annie:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Be kind and loving to him just like she was to the tiger. It will take time but eventually he will come around and be kind to her like he once used to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Comments?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Annie: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;The story is a good one. I think that it shows how people need to be patient. They don't always need something to help them get through the tough times in life they can work it out themselves. Patience is a virtue.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7357701102529481856-945957520236342384?l=whoiswhootieowl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whoiswhootieowl.blogspot.com/feeds/945957520236342384/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7357701102529481856&amp;postID=945957520236342384' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7357701102529481856/posts/default/945957520236342384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7357701102529481856/posts/default/945957520236342384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whoiswhootieowl.blogspot.com/2008/03/annie-age-17.html' title='Annie, age 17'/><author><name>Whootie Owl, as translated by Elaine Lindy, Whootie's human assistant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10782272045938865044</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://www.storiestogrowby.com/images/new_whootie.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7357701102529481856.post-1900989466987816032</id><published>2008-03-14T08:15:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-03-14T08:24:12.626-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Post from Whootie friends'/><title type='text'>Ms. Gregory's 2nd grade class, California</title><content type='html'>Responds to the story &lt;a href="http://www.storiestogrowby.com/stories/chenoo_native_american.html"&gt;The Girl  &amp;amp; the Chenoo&lt;/a&gt;, a Passamaquoddy folk tale.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Isaac, age 7:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Eric and I were playing.  I told on him.  He got mad and pushed me.  I had to go to the nurse's office.  They just gave me a bandaid.  It hurt but I had to tell you that's what happened.  Then I was still nice to him but he told on me and I didn't do anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Angel F., age 7:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;I am nice to people.  I am good to my teacher.  I am helpful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Jordan, age 8:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;A kid pushed another kid and I helped him up and we told the teacher about who pushed the kid down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Vanessa, age 8:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;I was nice to my mom and we were playing a game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Marisa, age 7:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;I was nice to a girl and a boy.  I listened to them and respected them.  I never tattled on them and never made fun in front ot ehm.  I am not mean to them.  I am just nice to people if they are mean.  I would just have responsibility and courtesy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Octavio, age 8:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;A kind of person will learn to be nice to someone when you are being nice to them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Maya, age 7:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;I was nice to a friend of mine and she was mean to me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7357701102529481856-1900989466987816032?l=whoiswhootieowl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whoiswhootieowl.blogspot.com/feeds/1900989466987816032/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7357701102529481856&amp;postID=1900989466987816032' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7357701102529481856/posts/default/1900989466987816032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7357701102529481856/posts/default/1900989466987816032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whoiswhootieowl.blogspot.com/2008/03/ms-gregorys-2nd-grade-class-california.html' title='Ms. Gregory&apos;s 2nd grade class, California'/><author><name>Whootie Owl, as translated by Elaine Lindy, Whootie's human assistant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10782272045938865044</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://www.storiestogrowby.com/images/new_whootie.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7357701102529481856.post-1944759196103808227</id><published>2008-03-12T20:57:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-03-12T20:59:20.037-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Post from Whootie friend'/><title type='text'>Montague Village 3rd grade class, age 9</title><content type='html'>responds to the story &lt;a href="http://www.storiestogrowby.com/stories/fur_feathers_africa.html"&gt;Fur &amp;amp; Feathers&lt;/a&gt;, an African folk tale about Mama Ostrich, whose two dear chicks are stolen by Mama Lion.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Class: &lt;/em&gt;There were many lessons, I think that being respectful was one because we should not laugh at people even when they look funny. Also, we should always keep promises and follow directions. Treat people the way you want to be treated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whootie friends- you can also hear a &lt;a href="http://www.storiestogrowby.com/cassette/audio/mp3/fur.mp3"&gt;quick sound demo&lt;/a&gt; of the story or the &lt;a href="http://www.whootieowl.com/mp3/Fur-Feathers.mp3"&gt;complete 4-minute tale&lt;/a&gt;, both narrated to enchanting original music.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7357701102529481856-1944759196103808227?l=whoiswhootieowl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whoiswhootieowl.blogspot.com/feeds/1944759196103808227/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7357701102529481856&amp;postID=1944759196103808227' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7357701102529481856/posts/default/1944759196103808227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7357701102529481856/posts/default/1944759196103808227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whoiswhootieowl.blogspot.com/2008/03/montague-village-3rd-grade-class-age-9.html' title='Montague Village 3rd grade class, age 9'/><author><name>Whootie Owl, as translated by Elaine Lindy, Whootie's human assistant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10782272045938865044</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://www.storiestogrowby.com/images/new_whootie.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7357701102529481856.post-8242833227823939400</id><published>2008-03-12T20:55:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-03-12T20:56:44.230-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Post from Whootie friend'/><title type='text'>Anne, age 7</title><content type='html'>Responds to the story &lt;a href="http://www.storiestogrowby.com/stories/fur_feathers_africa.html"&gt;Fur &amp;amp; Feathers&lt;/a&gt;, an African folk tale about Mama Ostrich, whose two dear chicks are stolen by Mama Lion.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Anne: &lt;/em&gt;It was a good story because it teaches us to be happy with what we have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whootie friends- you can also hear a &lt;a href="http://www.storiestogrowby.com/cassette/audio/mp3/fur.mp3"&gt;quick sound demo&lt;/a&gt; of the story or the &lt;a href="http://www.whootieowl.com/mp3/Fur-Feathers.mp3"&gt;complete 4-minute tale&lt;/a&gt;, both narrated to enchanting original music.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7357701102529481856-8242833227823939400?l=whoiswhootieowl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whoiswhootieowl.blogspot.com/feeds/8242833227823939400/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7357701102529481856&amp;postID=8242833227823939400' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7357701102529481856/posts/default/8242833227823939400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7357701102529481856/posts/default/8242833227823939400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whoiswhootieowl.blogspot.com/2008/03/anne-age-7.html' title='Anne, age 7'/><author><name>Whootie Owl, as translated by Elaine Lindy, Whootie's human assistant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10782272045938865044</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://www.storiestogrowby.com/images/new_whootie.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7357701102529481856.post-6654086633431910022</id><published>2008-03-04T21:24:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-03-04T21:33:19.113-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Post from Whootie friend'/><title type='text'>Christopher, age 9</title><content type='html'>Responds to the story &lt;a href="http://www.storiestogrowby.com/stories/long_winter_canada.html"&gt;The Long Winter&lt;/a&gt;, a First Nation tale from Canada.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Why were the animals sent in a group to find the lost heat?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Christopher:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;One animal alone is weak, many brave animals together are a team and are together strong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;How did the animals cooperate to find the lost heat and bring it back?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Christopher:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;The team of animals scouted the higher world. They cooperated with one another by taking over the job when the other was tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Comments??&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Christopher:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;This story was good because the lower world found heat. And I liked how the group of animals worked together to save each other. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Note to Whootie friends&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;- Lots of free materials on the story &lt;em&gt;The Long Winter&lt;/em&gt; including a &lt;a href="http://www.whootieowl.com/reading/LW/LW-open.html"&gt;complete Reader's Theatre play script&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7357701102529481856-6654086633431910022?l=whoiswhootieowl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whoiswhootieowl.blogspot.com/feeds/6654086633431910022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7357701102529481856&amp;postID=6654086633431910022' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7357701102529481856/posts/default/6654086633431910022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7357701102529481856/posts/default/6654086633431910022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whoiswhootieowl.blogspot.com/2008/03/christopher-age-9.html' title='Christopher, age 9'/><author><name>Whootie Owl, as translated by Elaine Lindy, Whootie's human assistant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10782272045938865044</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://www.storiestogrowby.com/images/new_whootie.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7357701102529481856.post-3845694402645775146</id><published>2008-03-02T12:26:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-03-02T12:30:05.256-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Post from Whootie friend'/><title type='text'>John, age 14</title><content type='html'>Responds to the story from the King Arthur days &lt;a href="http://www.storiestogrowby.com/stories/gawain_rag_england.html"&gt;Sir Gawain and the Lady Ragnell&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;At the end of the story when Sir Gawain said, "I must put the choice in your own hands," why did that statement break the spell?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;John:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Lady Ragnell was put in an enchantment and that only by her husband's giving her her own free will could she choose for herself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Before you finished the story, what did you think was the answer to the question, "What is it that women want most, above all else?"  If you answer was different, which was the better answer?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;John:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; I thought it was justice from oppression and maltreatment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Comments?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;John: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;The story was nice, with many values to share.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7357701102529481856-3845694402645775146?l=whoiswhootieowl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whoiswhootieowl.blogspot.com/feeds/3845694402645775146/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7357701102529481856&amp;postID=3845694402645775146' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7357701102529481856/posts/default/3845694402645775146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7357701102529481856/posts/default/3845694402645775146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whoiswhootieowl.blogspot.com/2008/03/john-age-14.html' title='John, age 14'/><author><name>Whootie Owl, as translated by Elaine Lindy, Whootie's human assistant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10782272045938865044</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://www.storiestogrowby.com/images/new_whootie.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7357701102529481856.post-2725924419431925257</id><published>2008-03-02T12:18:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-03-02T12:26:14.327-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Post from Whootie friend'/><title type='text'>Erika, age 16</title><content type='html'>Responds to the story &lt;a href="http://www.storiestogrowby.com/stories/carrie.html"&gt;Blond Carrie &amp;amp; Brunette Carrie&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;How were the two sisters able to love each other when everyone else favored one over the other?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Erika:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; They were able to love each other no matter how diffrent they looked from one another.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Tell about someone you love even though that person is not perfect. Why do you love that person?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Erika:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; I love my friend Erica. Some people don't like her or think she is pretty. They ask me why I hang out wuith her. But I know she is my friend and I love her as a friend and I dont care what anyone thinks about her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Comments?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Erika: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;I thought the story was good. I think they shouldn't have treated one of the sisters diffrent from one another. They should have treated them the same instead of different just because one was prettier than the other.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7357701102529481856-2725924419431925257?l=whoiswhootieowl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whoiswhootieowl.blogspot.com/feeds/2725924419431925257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7357701102529481856&amp;postID=2725924419431925257' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7357701102529481856/posts/default/2725924419431925257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7357701102529481856/posts/default/2725924419431925257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whoiswhootieowl.blogspot.com/2008/03/erika-age-16.html' title='Erika, age 16'/><author><name>Whootie Owl, as translated by Elaine Lindy, Whootie's human assistant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10782272045938865044</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://www.storiestogrowby.com/images/new_whootie.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7357701102529481856.post-842776150666890619</id><published>2008-02-26T21:51:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-26T22:18:29.484-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Post from Whootie friend'/><title type='text'>Alexis, age 15</title><content type='html'>Responds to the story from the King Arthur days &lt;a href="http://www.storiestogrowby.com/stories/after_fire_bolivia.html"&gt;After the Great Fire&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;In the battle, why did the man and his wife hide instead of taking sides?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Alexis:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Because they didn't want to die. They wanted to live so they decided to make  a little safe place so they can hide. And they lived after all the fire, destruction and horror that was happening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Why did Sararuma turn to dust?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Alexis:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Because everybody has to die some day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Comments?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Alexis: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Well, I thought that the story was really intersting. I really enjoyed reading it. It was the best!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7357701102529481856-842776150666890619?l=whoiswhootieowl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whoiswhootieowl.blogspot.com/feeds/842776150666890619/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7357701102529481856&amp;postID=842776150666890619' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7357701102529481856/posts/default/842776150666890619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7357701102529481856/posts/default/842776150666890619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whoiswhootieowl.blogspot.com/2008/02/alexis-age-15.html' title='Alexis, age 15'/><author><name>Whootie Owl, as translated by Elaine Lindy, Whootie's human assistant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10782272045938865044</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://www.storiestogrowby.com/images/new_whootie.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7357701102529481856.post-4900030363241847515</id><published>2008-02-23T09:02:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-23T09:06:14.484-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Post from Whootie friend'/><title type='text'>Sina, age 9</title><content type='html'>responds to the story &lt;a href="http://www.storiestogrowby.com/stories/enormous_nose.html"&gt; The Enormous Nose&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Why did the royal court protect the prince from the truth about his nose?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Sina:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Because they didn't want to upset the prince and because the queen told them so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;When did the prince realize the truth about his nose?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Sina:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; When he was trying to kiss the princess's hand because everybody was telling him many famous people had long noses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Comments?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Sina: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;The story was nice, interesting, written in a good language for a second languaged person and it has correct punctuation.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7357701102529481856-4900030363241847515?l=whoiswhootieowl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whoiswhootieowl.blogspot.com/feeds/4900030363241847515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7357701102529481856&amp;postID=4900030363241847515' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7357701102529481856/posts/default/4900030363241847515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7357701102529481856/posts/default/4900030363241847515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whoiswhootieowl.blogspot.com/2008/02/sina-age-9.html' title='Sina, age 9'/><author><name>Whootie Owl, as translated by Elaine Lindy, Whootie's human assistant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10782272045938865044</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://www.storiestogrowby.com/images/new_whootie.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7357701102529481856.post-1593278628471162826</id><published>2008-02-23T08:58:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-23T09:01:40.594-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Post from Whootie friend'/><title type='text'>Olivia, age 10</title><content type='html'>Responds to the story &lt;a href="http://www.storiestogrowby.com/stories/carrie.html"&gt;Blond Carrie &amp;amp; Brunette Carrie&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;How were the two sisters able to love each other when everyone else favored one over the other?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Olivia:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Because they both knew it's only the inside that counts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Tell about someone you love even though that person is not perfect. Why do you love that person?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Olivia:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; I love my brother even if he is annoying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Comments?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Olivia: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;It was really good&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7357701102529481856-1593278628471162826?l=whoiswhootieowl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whoiswhootieowl.blogspot.com/feeds/1593278628471162826/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7357701102529481856&amp;postID=1593278628471162826' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7357701102529481856/posts/default/1593278628471162826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7357701102529481856/posts/default/1593278628471162826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whoiswhootieowl.blogspot.com/2008/02/olivia-age-10.html' title='Olivia, age 10'/><author><name>Whootie Owl, as translated by Elaine Lindy, Whootie's human assistant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10782272045938865044</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://www.storiestogrowby.com/images/new_whootie.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7357701102529481856.post-2949487325249354473</id><published>2008-02-15T20:37:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-15T20:38:53.853-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Post from Whootie friend'/><title type='text'>Samantha, age 9</title><content type='html'>Responds to the story from the King Arthur days &lt;a href="http://www.storiestogrowby.com/stories/gawain_rag_england.html"&gt;Sir Gawain and the Lady Ragnell&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;At the end of the story when Sir Gawain said, "I must put the choice in your own hands," why did that statement break the spell?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Samantha:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Because he had a choice and he couldn't decide. So it broke the spell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Before you finished the story, what did you think was the answer to the question, "What is it that women want most, above all else?"  If you answer was different, which was the better answer?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Samantha:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; I thought that what a woman desires most was a husband.  But I was wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Comments?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Samantha: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;It was an interesting story and I'd recommend it to anybody.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7357701102529481856-2949487325249354473?l=whoiswhootieowl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whoiswhootieowl.blogspot.com/feeds/2949487325249354473/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7357701102529481856&amp;postID=2949487325249354473' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7357701102529481856/posts/default/2949487325249354473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7357701102529481856/posts/default/2949487325249354473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whoiswhootieowl.blogspot.com/2008/02/samantha-age-9.html' title='Samantha, age 9'/><author><name>Whootie Owl, as translated by Elaine Lindy, Whootie's human assistant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10782272045938865044</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://www.storiestogrowby.com/images/new_whootie.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7357701102529481856.post-454249076131483049</id><published>2008-02-15T20:00:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-15T20:02:14.495-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Post from Whootie friend'/><title type='text'>Francesca, age 10</title><content type='html'>Responds to the Russian folk tale &lt;a href="http://www.storiestogrowby.com/stories/baba_yaga_russia.html"&gt;Baba Yaga&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Why did the gates, the servant girl, the big dog, and the thin black cat help Natasha escape?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Francesca:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; The servant girl, the big dog and the thin black cat helped her because she gave them better food than Baba Yaga had ever given them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Why did Natasha's small gifts mean so much?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Francesca:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; The gifts meant so much because in all the years that they had worked for Baba Yaga, she had never given them any gifts. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Comments?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Francesca: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;I think that the story was very enjoyable to read.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7357701102529481856-454249076131483049?l=whoiswhootieowl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whoiswhootieowl.blogspot.com/feeds/454249076131483049/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7357701102529481856&amp;postID=454249076131483049' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7357701102529481856/posts/default/454249076131483049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7357701102529481856/posts/default/454249076131483049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whoiswhootieowl.blogspot.com/2008/02/francesca-age-10.html' title='Francesca, age 10'/><author><name>Whootie Owl, as translated by Elaine Lindy, Whootie's human assistant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10782272045938865044</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://www.storiestogrowby.com/images/new_whootie.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7357701102529481856.post-7388313787896728073</id><published>2008-02-07T09:19:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-07T09:21:09.756-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Post from Whootie friend'/><title type='text'>Aalyiah, age 10</title><content type='html'>Responds to the Flemish story &lt;a href="http://www.storiestogrowby.com/stories/carrie.html"&gt;Blond Carrie &amp;amp; Brunette Carrie&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;How were the two sisters able to love each other when everyone else favored one over the other?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Aalyiah:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; No matter how ugly they were they still loved each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Tell about someone you love even though that person is not perfect. Why do you love that person?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Aalyiah:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; My sister because even though I sing better I still love her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Comments?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Aalyiah: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;I LOVE it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7357701102529481856-7388313787896728073?l=whoiswhootieowl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whoiswhootieowl.blogspot.com/feeds/7388313787896728073/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7357701102529481856&amp;postID=7388313787896728073' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7357701102529481856/posts/default/7388313787896728073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7357701102529481856/posts/default/7388313787896728073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whoiswhootieowl.blogspot.com/2008/02/aalyiah-age-10.html' title='Aalyiah, age 10'/><author><name>Whootie Owl, as translated by Elaine Lindy, Whootie's human assistant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10782272045938865044</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://www.storiestogrowby.com/images/new_whootie.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7357701102529481856.post-2445865032880211395</id><published>2008-02-07T09:16:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-07T09:18:32.541-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Post from Whootie friend'/><title type='text'>Cynthia, age 12</title><content type='html'>Responds to a First Nation version from Canada of the classic Cinderella story, &lt;a href="http://www.storiestogrowby.com/stories/cinderella_native_american.html"&gt; The Native American Cinderella&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Why was it so important to Strong Wind that his bride tell the truth?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Cynthia:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; He wanted someone who would tell the truth because he didn't want to live with a lying wife. And besides, if she lied before they got married, who knows what she will do after they're married?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Comments?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Cynthia: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;I liked this story because I've heard it cinderella so many times in so many different versions and I just love this story...so I like all the alterations done to it, it is very good.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7357701102529481856-2445865032880211395?l=whoiswhootieowl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whoiswhootieowl.blogspot.com/feeds/2445865032880211395/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7357701102529481856&amp;postID=2445865032880211395' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7357701102529481856/posts/default/2445865032880211395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7357701102529481856/posts/default/2445865032880211395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whoiswhootieowl.blogspot.com/2008/02/cynthia-age-12.html' title='Cynthia, age 12'/><author><name>Whootie Owl, as translated by Elaine Lindy, Whootie's human assistant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10782272045938865044</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://www.storiestogrowby.com/images/new_whootie.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7357701102529481856.post-877381505425961057</id><published>2008-02-07T09:13:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-07T09:15:16.756-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Post from Whootie friend'/><title type='text'>Maryann, age 8</title><content type='html'>Responds to the Flemish story &lt;a href="http://www.storiestogrowby.com/stories/carrie.html"&gt;Blond Carrie &amp;amp; Brunette Carrie&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;How were the two sisters able to love each other when everyone else favored one over the other?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Maryann:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Whenever someone passed by their house and did something nice for Blond Carrie and left when Brunette Carrie came, Blond Carrie comforted her sister.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Tell about someone you love even though that person is not perfect. Why do you love that person?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Maryann:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; I like a girl who is sometimes mean but other times she is nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Comments?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Maryann: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;It was a nice story because it taught me to not judge people by their looks.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7357701102529481856-877381505425961057?l=whoiswhootieowl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whoiswhootieowl.blogspot.com/feeds/877381505425961057/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7357701102529481856&amp;postID=877381505425961057' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7357701102529481856/posts/default/877381505425961057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7357701102529481856/posts/default/877381505425961057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whoiswhootieowl.blogspot.com/2008/02/maryann-age-8.html' title='Maryann, age 8'/><author><name>Whootie Owl, as translated by Elaine Lindy, Whootie's human assistant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10782272045938865044</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://www.storiestogrowby.com/images/new_whootie.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7357701102529481856.post-3925100361393534435</id><published>2008-01-31T07:54:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-31T07:55:18.356-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Post from Whootie friend'/><title type='text'>Bob, age 13</title><content type='html'>Responds to the Russian folk tale &lt;a href="http://www.storiestogrowby.com/stories/baba_yaga_russia.html"&gt;Baba Yaga&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Why did the gates, the servant girl, the big dog, and the thin black cat help Natasha escape?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Bob:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; They helped Natasha escape because se had given them each an item that Babba Yagga would never give to them..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Comments?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Bob: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;I thought it was an amazing story and extremely frightening.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7357701102529481856-3925100361393534435?l=whoiswhootieowl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whoiswhootieowl.blogspot.com/feeds/3925100361393534435/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7357701102529481856&amp;postID=3925100361393534435' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7357701102529481856/posts/default/3925100361393534435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7357701102529481856/posts/default/3925100361393534435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whoiswhootieowl.blogspot.com/2008/01/bob-age-13.html' title='Bob, age 13'/><author><name>Whootie Owl, as translated by Elaine Lindy, Whootie's human assistant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10782272045938865044</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://www.storiestogrowby.com/images/new_whootie.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7357701102529481856.post-4659079829944196777</id><published>2008-01-31T07:51:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-31T07:52:58.843-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Post from Whootie friend'/><title type='text'>Janini, age 6</title><content type='html'>Responds to the English folk tale &lt;a href="http://www.storiestogrowby.com/stories/apple_dumpling_england.html"&gt;The Apple Dumpling&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Why did the old woman give away her flowers and her golden chain without asking for anything in return?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Janini:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; The old woman gave away her flowers and her golden chain because she wanted apples to make apple dumplings. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Why did the old woman finally get her apple dumpling at the end?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Janini:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; The old woman wanted to eat apple dumpling and other things she got were not important to her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Comments?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Janini: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Always to share things with others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Note to Whootie friends&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;- Lots of free materials on the story &lt;em&gt;The Apple Dumpling&lt;/em&gt; including a &lt;a href="http://www.whootieowl.com/reading/AD/AD-open.html"&gt;complete Reader's Theatre play script&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7357701102529481856-4659079829944196777?l=whoiswhootieowl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whoiswhootieowl.blogspot.com/feeds/4659079829944196777/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7357701102529481856&amp;postID=4659079829944196777' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7357701102529481856/posts/default/4659079829944196777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7357701102529481856/posts/default/4659079829944196777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whoiswhootieowl.blogspot.com/2008/01/janini-age-6.html' title='Janini, age 6'/><author><name>Whootie Owl, as translated by Elaine Lindy, Whootie's human assistant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10782272045938865044</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://www.storiestogrowby.com/images/new_whootie.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7357701102529481856.post-2937622424820758270</id><published>2008-01-29T22:54:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-29T22:56:28.070-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Post from Whootie friend'/><title type='text'>Nora, age 11</title><content type='html'>Responds to the story from the King Arthur days &lt;a href="http://www.storiestogrowby.com/stories/gawain_rag_england.html"&gt;Sir Gawain and the Lady Ragnell&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;At the end of the story when Sir Gawain said, "I must put the choice in your own hands," why did that statement break the spell?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Nora:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; He had given his wife the sovereignty and freedom all women desire above all other things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Before you finished the story, what did you think was the answer to the question, "What is it that women want most, above all else?"  If you answer was different, which was the better answer?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Nora:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; I couldn't think of anything, really. &lt;br /&gt;I had many thoughts, but couldn't decide on one. None of them were right, anyway. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Comments?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Nora: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7357701102529481856-2937622424820758270?l=whoiswhootieowl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whoiswhootieowl.blogspot.com/feeds/2937622424820758270/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7357701102529481856&amp;postID=2937622424820758270' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7357701102529481856/posts/default/2937622424820758270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7357701102529481856/posts/default/2937622424820758270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whoiswhootieowl.blogspot.com/2008/01/nora-age-11_29.html' title='Nora, age 11'/><author><name>Whootie Owl, as translated by Elaine Lindy, Whootie's human assistant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10782272045938865044</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://www.storiestogrowby.com/images/new_whootie.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7357701102529481856.post-5876949037203056558</id><published>2008-01-29T22:54:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-29T22:56:18.074-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Post from Whootie friend'/><title type='text'>Nora, age 11</title><content type='html'>Responds to the story from the King Arthur days &lt;a href="http://www.storiestogrowby.com/stories/gawain_rag_england.html"&gt;Sir Gawain and the Lady Ragnell&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;At the end of the story when Sir Gawain said, "I must put the choice in your own hands," why did that statement break the spell?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Nora:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; He had given his wife the sovereignty and freedom all women desire above all other things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Before you finished the story, what did you think was the answer to the question, "What is it that women want most, above all else?"  If you answer was different, which was the better answer?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Nora:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; I couldn't think of anything, really. &lt;br /&gt;I had many thoughts, but couldn't decide on one. None of them were right, anyway. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Comments?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Nora: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7357701102529481856-5876949037203056558?l=whoiswhootieowl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whoiswhootieowl.blogspot.com/feeds/5876949037203056558/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7357701102529481856&amp;postID=5876949037203056558' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7357701102529481856/posts/default/5876949037203056558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7357701102529481856/posts/default/5876949037203056558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whoiswhootieowl.blogspot.com/2008/01/nora-age-11.html' title='Nora, age 11'/><author><name>Whootie Owl, as translated by Elaine Lindy, Whootie's human assistant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10782272045938865044</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://www.storiestogrowby.com/images/new_whootie.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7357701102529481856.post-6391608346732296408</id><published>2008-01-20T20:09:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-20T20:11:55.930-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Post from Whootie friend'/><title type='text'>Grace, age 9</title><content type='html'>Responds to the story &lt;a href="http://www.storiestogrowby.com/stories/magic_tree_trunks_iceland.html"&gt; The Magic Tree Trunks&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;If you were Prince Sigurd or Princess Sophie hiding in the tree trunks, would you have helped Lineik?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Grace:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Yes, I would have helped her because sooner or later they would find out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Did you ever forgive someone who did a bad thing?  Tell about it.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Grace:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; One time someone took something that I told them not to take and they took it any way. I told my Mom and she told the person to put it back. She said sorry and I forgave her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Comments?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Grace: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;I thought it was a very good fairytale story. It's very forgiving.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7357701102529481856-6391608346732296408?l=whoiswhootieowl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whoiswhootieowl.blogspot.com/feeds/6391608346732296408/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7357701102529481856&amp;postID=6391608346732296408' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7357701102529481856/posts/default/6391608346732296408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7357701102529481856/posts/default/6391608346732296408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whoiswhootieowl.blogspot.com/2008/01/grace-age-9.html' title='Grace, age 9'/><author><name>Whootie Owl, as translated by Elaine Lindy, Whootie's human assistant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10782272045938865044</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://www.storiestogrowby.com/images/new_whootie.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7357701102529481856.post-4940038658441208610</id><published>2008-01-16T14:20:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-16T14:21:50.980-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Post from Whootie friend'/><title type='text'>Krit, age 9</title><content type='html'>Responds to the story &lt;a href="http://www.storiestogrowby.com/stories/fur_feathers_africa.html"&gt;Fur &amp;amp; Feathers&lt;/a&gt;, an African folk tale about Mama Ostrich, whose two dear chicks are stolen by Mama Lion.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Krit:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;DEAR WHOOTIE, I LIKED YOUR STORY BECAUSE IT HAD A  LOT OF IDEAS AND A LOT OF DETAILS AND HAD INTERESTING WORDS. IT WAS SURPRISING.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Whootie friends- you can also hear a &lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.storiestogrowby.com/cassette/audio/mp3/fur.mp3"&gt;&lt;em&gt;quick sound demo&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt; of the story or the &lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.whootieowl.com/mp3/Fur-Feathers.mp3"&gt;&lt;em&gt;complete 4-minute tale&lt;/a&gt;, both narrated to enchanting original music.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7357701102529481856-4940038658441208610?l=whoiswhootieowl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whoiswhootieowl.blogspot.com/feeds/4940038658441208610/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7357701102529481856&amp;postID=4940038658441208610' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7357701102529481856/posts/default/4940038658441208610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7357701102529481856/posts/default/4940038658441208610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whoiswhootieowl.blogspot.com/2008/01/krit-age-9.html' title='Krit, age 9'/><author><name>Whootie Owl, as translated by Elaine Lindy, Whootie's human assistant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10782272045938865044</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://www.storiestogrowby.com/images/new_whootie.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7357701102529481856.post-1730769229693683671</id><published>2008-01-16T14:11:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-16T14:12:31.669-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Post from Whootie friend'/><title type='text'>Luis, age 8</title><content type='html'>Responds to the story &lt;a href="http://www.storiestogrowby.com/stories/fur_feathers_africa.html"&gt;Fur &amp;amp; Feathers&lt;/a&gt;, an African folk tale about Mama Ostrich, whose two dear chicks are stolen by Mama Lion.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Luis:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;I think they were trying to show an example of Dr. King in animals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Whootie friends- you can also hear a &lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.storiestogrowby.com/cassette/audio/mp3/fur.mp3"&gt;&lt;em&gt;quick sound demo&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt; of the story or the &lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.whootieowl.com/mp3/Fur-Feathers.mp3"&gt;&lt;em&gt;complete 4-minute tale&lt;/a&gt;, both narrated to enchanting original music.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7357701102529481856-1730769229693683671?l=whoiswhootieowl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whoiswhootieowl.blogspot.com/feeds/1730769229693683671/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7357701102529481856&amp;postID=1730769229693683671' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7357701102529481856/posts/default/1730769229693683671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7357701102529481856/posts/default/1730769229693683671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whoiswhootieowl.blogspot.com/2008/01/luis-age-8.html' title='Luis, age 8'/><author><name>Whootie Owl, as translated by Elaine Lindy, Whootie's human assistant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10782272045938865044</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://www.storiestogrowby.com/images/new_whootie.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7357701102529481856.post-7295058604500944405</id><published>2008-01-16T14:08:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-16T14:10:50.658-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Mike, age 9</title><content type='html'>Responds to the story &lt;a href="http://www.storiestogrowby.com/stories/fur_feathers_africa.html"&gt;Fur &amp;amp; Feathers&lt;/a&gt;, an African folk tale about Mama Ostrich, whose two dear chicks are stolen by Mama Lion.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Mike:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;I think it showed me when I get older to never leave my kids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Whootie friends- you can also hear a &lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.storiestogrowby.com/cassette/audio/mp3/fur.mp3"&gt;&lt;em&gt;quick sound demo&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt; of the story or the &lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.whootieowl.com/mp3/Fur-Feathers.mp3"&gt;&lt;em&gt;complete 4-minute tale&lt;/a&gt;, both narrated to enchanting original music.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7357701102529481856-7295058604500944405?l=whoiswhootieowl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whoiswhootieowl.blogspot.com/feeds/7295058604500944405/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7357701102529481856&amp;postID=7295058604500944405' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7357701102529481856/posts/default/7295058604500944405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7357701102529481856/posts/default/7295058604500944405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whoiswhootieowl.blogspot.com/2008/01/mike-age-9.html' title='Mike, age 9'/><author><name>Whootie Owl, as translated by Elaine Lindy, Whootie's human assistant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10782272045938865044</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://www.storiestogrowby.com/images/new_whootie.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7357701102529481856.post-7342756947517953273</id><published>2008-01-14T23:40:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-14T23:49:48.502-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Post from Whootie friend'/><title type='text'>Koralys, age 13</title><content type='html'>Responds to the Spanish folk tale &lt;a href="http://www.storiestogrowby.com/stories/girl_fish_spain.html"&gt;The Girl-Fish&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Why did the girl go to such trouble to recover the queens's crown?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Koralys:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; So she can be human again.  She wanted to be her old self again and she said she would do anything to be herself again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;How did helping the queen change the girl's feelings?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Koralys:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; She understood the queen's problem and wanted to help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Comments?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Koralys: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;I thought this story was cool and enjoyable.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7357701102529481856-7342756947517953273?l=whoiswhootieowl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whoiswhootieowl.blogspot.com/feeds/7342756947517953273/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7357701102529481856&amp;postID=7342756947517953273' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7357701102529481856/posts/default/7342756947517953273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7357701102529481856/posts/default/7342756947517953273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whoiswhootieowl.blogspot.com/2008/01/koralys-age-13.html' title='Koralys, age 13'/><author><name>Whootie Owl, as translated by Elaine Lindy, Whootie's human assistant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10782272045938865044</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://www.storiestogrowby.com/images/new_whootie.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7357701102529481856.post-8558753686432437277</id><published>2008-01-14T00:18:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-14T00:20:14.939-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Post from Whootie friend'/><title type='text'>Maliana, age 6</title><content type='html'>Responds to the story &lt;a href="http://www.storiestogrowby.com/stories/carrie.html"&gt;Blond Carrie &amp;amp; Brunette Carrie&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;How were the two sisters able to love each other when everyone else favored one over the other?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Maliana:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Because they were kind to each other and cooperated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Tell about someone you love even though that person is not perfect. Why do you love that person?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Maliana:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; My brother has Down syndrome. He tells me he loves me and gives me hugs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Comments?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Maliana: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Very sweet and touching!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7357701102529481856-8558753686432437277?l=whoiswhootieowl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whoiswhootieowl.blogspot.com/feeds/8558753686432437277/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7357701102529481856&amp;postID=8558753686432437277' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7357701102529481856/posts/default/8558753686432437277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7357701102529481856/posts/default/8558753686432437277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whoiswhootieowl.blogspot.com/2008/01/maliana-age-6.html' title='Maliana, age 6'/><author><name>Whootie Owl, as translated by Elaine Lindy, Whootie's human assistant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10782272045938865044</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://www.storiestogrowby.com/images/new_whootie.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7357701102529481856.post-7619120566158721421</id><published>2008-01-14T00:07:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-14T00:21:29.375-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Jessica, age 10</title><content type='html'>Responds to the story &lt;a href="http://www.storiestogrowby.com/stories/prince_3_egypt.html"&gt;The Prince &amp;amp; His Three Fates&lt;/a&gt;, an ancient Egyptian folk tale about a prince who was born under a curse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Jessica:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;I like this story because it tells that woman can also do scary tasks for her prince.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Whootie friends- you can also hear a &lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.storiestogrowby.com/cassette/audio/mp3/prince.mp3"&gt;&lt;em&gt;quick sound demo&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt; of the story "The Prince and His Three Fates" or the &lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.whootieowl.com/mp3/The-Prince.mp3"&gt;&lt;em&gt;complete 12-minute tale&lt;/a&gt;, both narrated to enchanting original music.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7357701102529481856-7619120566158721421?l=whoiswhootieowl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whoiswhootieowl.blogspot.com/feeds/7619120566158721421/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7357701102529481856&amp;postID=7619120566158721421' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7357701102529481856/posts/default/7619120566158721421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7357701102529481856/posts/default/7619120566158721421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whoiswhootieowl.blogspot.com/2008/01/jessica-age-10.html' title='Jessica, age 10'/><author><name>Whootie Owl, as translated by Elaine Lindy, Whootie's human assistant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10782272045938865044</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://www.storiestogrowby.com/images/new_whootie.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7357701102529481856.post-1049042798113016542</id><published>2008-01-13T11:08:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-13T11:11:59.955-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Post from Whootie friend'/><title type='text'>Jacob, age 12</title><content type='html'>Jacob responds to the story &lt;a href="http://www.storiestogrowby.com/stories/fur_feathers_africa.html"&gt;Fur &amp;amp; Feathers&lt;/a&gt;, an African folk tale about Mama Ostrich, whose two dear chicks are stolen by Mama Lion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Jacob: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;I think the story wasa trying to show me that Mama Lion did a bad thing by kidnapping two chicks and claiming that they was her own cubs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Whootie friends- you can also hear a &lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.storiestogrowby.com/cassette/audio/mp3/fur.mp3"&gt;&lt;em&gt;quick sound demo&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt; of the story or the &lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.whootieowl.com/mp3/Fur-Feathers.mp3"&gt;&lt;em&gt;complete 4-minute tale&lt;/a&gt;, both narrated to enchanting original music.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7357701102529481856-1049042798113016542?l=whoiswhootieowl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whoiswhootieowl.blogspot.com/feeds/1049042798113016542/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7357701102529481856&amp;postID=1049042798113016542' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7357701102529481856/posts/default/1049042798113016542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7357701102529481856/posts/default/1049042798113016542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whoiswhootieowl.blogspot.com/2008/01/jacob-age-12.html' title='Jacob, age 12'/><author><name>Whootie Owl, as translated by Elaine Lindy, Whootie's human assistant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10782272045938865044</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://www.storiestogrowby.com/images/new_whootie.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7357701102529481856.post-213886847103994177</id><published>2008-01-06T09:58:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-06T10:15:30.647-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Post from Whootie friend'/><title type='text'>Fazilla, 9 1/2</title><content type='html'>Fazilla, age 9, responds to the story &lt;a href="http://www.storiestogrowby.com/stories/talking_eggs_creole.html"&gt; The Talking Eggs&lt;/a&gt;, a story from the American South about two different sisters, a magical old woman and her talking eggs:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Fazilla: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;I think the story "The Talking Eggs" was trying to show us that you should listen to your elders and don't be greedy! Also that being polite and kind will be given a reward.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Note to Whootie friends&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;- Hear a &lt;a href="http://www.storiestogrowby.com/cassette/audio/mp3/talkinge.mp3"&gt;quick sound demo&lt;/a&gt; of the &lt;em&gt;The Talking Eggs&lt;/em&gt;. Or the &lt;a href="http://www.whootieowl.com/mp3/the%20talking%20eggs.mp3"&gt;complete 9-minute tale&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7357701102529481856-213886847103994177?l=whoiswhootieowl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whoiswhootieowl.blogspot.com/feeds/213886847103994177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7357701102529481856&amp;postID=213886847103994177' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7357701102529481856/posts/default/213886847103994177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7357701102529481856/posts/default/213886847103994177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whoiswhootieowl.blogspot.com/2008/01/fazilla-9-12.html' title='Fazilla, 9 1/2'/><author><name>Whootie Owl, as translated by Elaine Lindy, Whootie's human assistant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10782272045938865044</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://www.storiestogrowby.com/images/new_whootie.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7357701102529481856.post-8660802123994505157</id><published>2008-01-02T11:31:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-02T11:36:18.641-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Post from Whootie friend'/><title type='text'>Patrice, age 10</title><content type='html'>Responds to the Medieval story &lt;a href="http://www.storiestogrowby.com/stories/siegfried_norway.html"&gt;The Epic of Siegfried&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Did Siegfried do the right thing to help Regin?  Say YES or NO and explain why.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Patrice:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; No, the treasure was not rightfully his.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7357701102529481856-8660802123994505157?l=whoiswhootieowl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whoiswhootieowl.blogspot.com/feeds/8660802123994505157/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7357701102529481856&amp;postID=8660802123994505157' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7357701102529481856/posts/default/8660802123994505157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7357701102529481856/posts/default/8660802123994505157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whoiswhootieowl.blogspot.com/2008/01/patrice-age-10.html' title='Patrice, age 10'/><author><name>Whootie Owl, as translated by Elaine Lindy, Whootie's human assistant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10782272045938865044</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://www.storiestogrowby.com/images/new_whootie.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7357701102529481856.post-559183354199284157</id><published>2007-12-26T19:52:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-26T19:54:11.946-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Post from Whootie friend'/><title type='text'>Mary, age 10</title><content type='html'>Responds to the story &lt;a href="http://www.storiestogrowby.com/stories/carrie.html"&gt;Blond Carrie &amp;amp; Brunette Carrie&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;How were the two sisters able to love each other when everyone else favored one over the other?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Mary:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; They were able to love each other because they were kind to each other and Blond Carrie was always looking in the inside and not the outside as the other people did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Tell about someone you love even though that person is not perfect. Why do you love that person?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Mary:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; I love my sister even though she has a big nose because sometimes she is nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Comments?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Mary: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;I think this is a great story because it teaches you that you shouldn't judge a person by the way he or she looks like.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7357701102529481856-559183354199284157?l=whoiswhootieowl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whoiswhootieowl.blogspot.com/feeds/559183354199284157/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7357701102529481856&amp;postID=559183354199284157' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7357701102529481856/posts/default/559183354199284157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7357701102529481856/posts/default/559183354199284157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whoiswhootieowl.blogspot.com/2007/12/mary-age-10.html' title='Mary, age 10'/><author><name>Whootie Owl, as translated by Elaine Lindy, Whootie's human assistant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10782272045938865044</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://www.storiestogrowby.com/images/new_whootie.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7357701102529481856.post-6442249242823375097</id><published>2007-12-26T19:42:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-26T19:51:32.741-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Post from Whootie friend'/><title type='text'>Mandy, age 9</title><content type='html'>Responds to the story &lt;a href="http://www.storiestogrowby.com/stories/princess_cambodia.html"&gt; The Princess Amaradevi&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;At the beginning of the story, why did the king believe the four prime ministers?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Mandy:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; The king beleived the four ministers because he thought that they were truthful and not the greedy ministers they really were!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Did you ever believe something about someone and then find out later that it wasn't true?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Mandy:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Yes I have. And when I heard that I tried to apoligize and then trick my friend who lied to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;How can you tell if something you hear about someone else is true or not?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Mandy:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; I could probably tell by just asking the person or if I know that person I can tell by their characteristics that this person actually did this or not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Comments?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Mandy: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;What the king did wrong was not ask the prince that married the princess his side of the story!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7357701102529481856-6442249242823375097?l=whoiswhootieowl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whoiswhootieowl.blogspot.com/feeds/6442249242823375097/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7357701102529481856&amp;postID=6442249242823375097' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7357701102529481856/posts/default/6442249242823375097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7357701102529481856/posts/default/6442249242823375097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whoiswhootieowl.blogspot.com/2007/12/mandy-age-9.html' title='Mandy, age 9'/><author><name>Whootie Owl, as translated by Elaine Lindy, Whootie's human assistant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10782272045938865044</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://www.storiestogrowby.com/images/new_whootie.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7357701102529481856.post-6796637057881375815</id><published>2007-12-15T19:10:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-15T19:16:42.702-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Post from Whootie friend'/><title type='text'>Miranda, age 11</title><content type='html'>Responds to the classic story, &lt;a href="http://www.storiestogrowby.com/stories/beauty_beast_france.html"&gt;Beauty &amp; the Beast&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;In five years, do you think Beauty would have been as happy married to the Beast if he had never changed into a handsome prince?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Miranda:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Yes, because she loved him when he was a beast, so she would love him if he stayed a beast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Tell about a time you met someone who turned out to be different from what you expected.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Miranda:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; When I was five, I tried to make friends with someone, but they turned out to be a jerk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Comments?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Miranda: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;This story is the best fairytale there ever was.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7357701102529481856-6796637057881375815?l=whoiswhootieowl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whoiswhootieowl.blogspot.com/feeds/6796637057881375815/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7357701102529481856&amp;postID=6796637057881375815' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7357701102529481856/posts/default/6796637057881375815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7357701102529481856/posts/default/6796637057881375815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whoiswhootieowl.blogspot.com/2007/12/miranda-age-11.html' title='Miranda, age 11'/><author><name>Whootie Owl, as translated by Elaine Lindy, Whootie's human assistant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10782272045938865044</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://www.storiestogrowby.com/images/new_whootie.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7357701102529481856.post-6479982804177792246</id><published>2007-12-14T21:02:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-14T21:05:53.763-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Post from Whootie friend'/><title type='text'>Tyler, age 11</title><content type='html'>Responds to the Russian folk tale &lt;a href="http://www.storiestogrowby.com/stories/baba_yaga_russia.html"&gt;Baba Yaga&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Why did the gates, the servant girl, the big dog, and the thin black cat help Natasha escape?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Tyler:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; The gates, the servant girl, the big dog and the thin black cat helped Natasha because she did them all a nice favor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Why did Natasha's small gifts mean so much?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Tyler:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; These small gifts meant a lot because Baga Yaga never gave the servant girl or cat or dog or the gates anything, so they meant a lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Comments?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Tyler: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;I thought the story was brilliant!  A spectacular mixture of Cinderella and that one story with the two kids going to the witch's house of gingerbread {I can't remember the name, sorry}. But anyway, great story!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7357701102529481856-6479982804177792246?l=whoiswhootieowl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whoiswhootieowl.blogspot.com/feeds/6479982804177792246/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7357701102529481856&amp;postID=6479982804177792246' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7357701102529481856/posts/default/6479982804177792246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7357701102529481856/posts/default/6479982804177792246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whoiswhootieowl.blogspot.com/2007/12/tyler-age-11.html' title='Tyler, age 11'/><author><name>Whootie Owl, as translated by Elaine Lindy, Whootie's human assistant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10782272045938865044</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://www.storiestogrowby.com/images/new_whootie.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7357701102529481856.post-6210615560831859737</id><published>2007-12-11T08:02:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-11T08:07:43.664-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Post from Whootie friend'/><title type='text'>Richard, 15</title><content type='html'>Responds to the story from the King Arthur days &lt;a href="http://www.storiestogrowby.com/stories/after_fire_bolivia.html"&gt;After the Great Fire&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;In the battle, why did the man and his wife hide instead of taking sides?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Richard:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; There was a great fire.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Why did Sararuma turn to dust?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Richard:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Because the woman started to plant seeds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Comments?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Richard: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Very interesting of what will happen next.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7357701102529481856-6210615560831859737?l=whoiswhootieowl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whoiswhootieowl.blogspot.com/feeds/6210615560831859737/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7357701102529481856&amp;postID=6210615560831859737' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7357701102529481856/posts/default/6210615560831859737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7357701102529481856/posts/default/6210615560831859737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whoiswhootieowl.blogspot.com/2007/12/richard-15.html' title='Richard, 15'/><author><name>Whootie Owl, as translated by Elaine Lindy, Whootie's human assistant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10782272045938865044</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://www.storiestogrowby.com/images/new_whootie.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7357701102529481856.post-5516025025642750407</id><published>2007-12-05T13:37:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-05T13:41:26.190-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Post from Whootie friend'/><title type='text'>Eric, age 15</title><content type='html'>Responds to the story from the King Arthur days &lt;a href="http://www.storiestogrowby.com/stories/gawain_rag_england.html"&gt;Sir Gawain and the Lady Ragnell&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;At the end of the story when Sir Gawain said, "I must put the choice in your own hands," why did that statement break the spell?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Eric:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; It let Lady Ragnell make her own choice about her fate, giving her free will.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Before you finished the story, what did you think was the answer to the question, "What is it that women want most, above all else?"  &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Eric:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; The desire to be married and live happily ever after.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Comments?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Eric: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;This story is great and gave me a lot of insight as to the Arthur story and how all the knights contributed to Arthur and the well being of his kingdom and his homeland.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7357701102529481856-5516025025642750407?l=whoiswhootieowl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whoiswhootieowl.blogspot.com/feeds/5516025025642750407/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7357701102529481856&amp;postID=5516025025642750407' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7357701102529481856/posts/default/5516025025642750407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7357701102529481856/posts/default/5516025025642750407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whoiswhootieowl.blogspot.com/2007/12/eric-age-15.html' title='Eric, age 15'/><author><name>Whootie Owl, as translated by Elaine Lindy, Whootie's human assistant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10782272045938865044</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://www.storiestogrowby.com/images/new_whootie.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7357701102529481856.post-4524966463269345272</id><published>2007-12-04T08:31:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-04T08:33:35.004-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Post from Whootie friend'/><title type='text'>Maxine, age 9</title><content type='html'>Responds to the story &lt;a href="http://www.storiestogrowby.com/stories/audun_bear_iceland.html"&gt;Audun and the Bear&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Why did King Harald of Norway let Audun go, when he knew Audun planned to give the treasure of the bear to his enemy, King Sven of Denmark?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Maxine:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; At first he did not intend to say yes, but in the end he agreed and requested Audun to tell him what King Sven of Denmark rewarded him with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Tell about a time when you were angry but held back from doing something mean, and then later you were glad you did.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Maxine:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; There was once a time when I argued with my brother. But I held back from doing something bad. My brother smacked me, and got a spanking from my mom. Boy,am I glad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Comments?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Maxine: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Round of applause for "Audun and the Bear"!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7357701102529481856-4524966463269345272?l=whoiswhootieowl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whoiswhootieowl.blogspot.com/feeds/4524966463269345272/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7357701102529481856&amp;postID=4524966463269345272' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7357701102529481856/posts/default/4524966463269345272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7357701102529481856/posts/default/4524966463269345272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whoiswhootieowl.blogspot.com/2007/12/maxine-age-9.html' title='Maxine, age 9'/><author><name>Whootie Owl, as translated by Elaine Lindy, Whootie's human assistant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10782272045938865044</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://www.storiestogrowby.com/images/new_whootie.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7357701102529481856.post-4764458293475302583</id><published>2007-12-04T08:27:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-04T08:30:40.654-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Post from Whootie friend'/><title type='text'>Mayra, age 12</title><content type='html'>Responds to the story &lt;a href="http://www.storiestogrowby.com/stories/carrie.html"&gt;Blond Carrie &amp;amp; Brunette Carrie&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;How were the two sisters able to love each other when everyone else favored one over the other?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Mayra:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; They loved each other because Blond Carrie knew that as ugly as Brunnette Carrie could be, she still have a good personality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Tell about someone you love even though that person is not perfect. Why do you love that person?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Mayra:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; I love my best friend because even though everyone thinks she's ugly and too skinny, I think she's beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Comments?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Mayra: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;I loved it!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7357701102529481856-4764458293475302583?l=whoiswhootieowl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whoiswhootieowl.blogspot.com/feeds/4764458293475302583/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7357701102529481856&amp;postID=4764458293475302583' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7357701102529481856/posts/default/4764458293475302583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7357701102529481856/posts/default/4764458293475302583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whoiswhootieowl.blogspot.com/2007/12/mayra-age-12.html' title='Mayra, age 12'/><author><name>Whootie Owl, as translated by Elaine Lindy, Whootie's human assistant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10782272045938865044</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://www.storiestogrowby.com/images/new_whootie.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7357701102529481856.post-2980041385494673861</id><published>2007-12-03T21:03:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-03T21:05:15.560-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Post from Whootie friend'/><title type='text'>Aaron, age 6</title><content type='html'>Responds to the African folk tale &lt;a href="http://www.storiestogrowby.com/stories/caterpillar_africa_masai.html"&gt;A Caterpillar's Voice&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;How can you tell if something that seems big and scary really &lt;em&gt;is &lt;/em&gt;big and scary?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Aaron:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; If you get very scared. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Think of something you felt afraid of when you were younger that you're not afraid of anymore.  What did you do so you wouldn't feel afraid anymore?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Samuel:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; I was scared of the boogyman.  I faced my fear by not thinking about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Comments?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Samuel: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;It was mind changing, it was very emotional.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Note to Whootie friends&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;- Discover lots of free materials for the story &lt;em&gt;A Caterpillar's Voice&lt;/em&gt; including a &lt;a href="http://www.whootieowl.com/reading/CAT/CAT-open.html"&gt;complete Reader's Theatre play script&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7357701102529481856-2980041385494673861?l=whoiswhootieowl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whoiswhootieowl.blogspot.com/feeds/2980041385494673861/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7357701102529481856&amp;postID=2980041385494673861' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7357701102529481856/posts/default/2980041385494673861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7357701102529481856/posts/default/2980041385494673861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whoiswhootieowl.blogspot.com/2007/12/aaron-age-6.html' title='Aaron, age 6'/><author><name>Whootie Owl, as translated by Elaine Lindy, Whootie's human assistant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10782272045938865044</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://www.storiestogrowby.com/images/new_whootie.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7357701102529481856.post-4540581612792060919</id><published>2007-12-03T20:54:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-03T21:02:07.977-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Post from Whootie friend'/><title type='text'>Samuel, age 6</title><content type='html'>Responds to the English folk tale &lt;a href="http://www.storiestogrowby.com/stories/caterpillar_africa_masai.html"&gt;A Caterpillar's Voice&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;How can you tell if something that seems big and scary really &lt;strong&gt;is&lt;/strong&gt; big and scary?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Samuel:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; She was a generous old lady. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Think of something you felt afraid of when you were younger that you're not afraid of anymore.  What did you do so you wouldn't feel afraid anymore?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Samuel:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; I was scared of my mum until I found out she was nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Comments?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Samuel: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;I thought it was fascinating and so enjoyable.  Highly recommended, I loved the start.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Note to Whootie friends&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;- Discover lots of free materials for the story &lt;em&gt;A Caterpillar's Voice&lt;/em&gt; including a &lt;a href="http://www.whootieowl.com/reading/CAT/CAT-open.html"&gt;complete Reader's Theatre play script&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7357701102529481856-4540581612792060919?l=whoiswhootieowl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whoiswhootieowl.blogspot.com/feeds/4540581612792060919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7357701102529481856&amp;postID=4540581612792060919' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7357701102529481856/posts/default/4540581612792060919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7357701102529481856/posts/default/4540581612792060919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whoiswhootieowl.blogspot.com/2007/12/samuel-age-6.html' title='Samuel, age 6'/><author><name>Whootie Owl, as translated by Elaine Lindy, Whootie's human assistant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10782272045938865044</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://www.storiestogrowby.com/images/new_whootie.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7357701102529481856.post-3187863108925859369</id><published>2007-11-27T07:33:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-27T07:35:53.927-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Post from Whootie friends'/><title type='text'>Grades 6A &amp; 6B, age 11-ish</title><content type='html'>Respond to the story &lt;a href="http://www.storiestogrowby.com/stories/enormous_nose.html"&gt; The Enormous Nose&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Why did the royal court protect the prince from the truth about his nose?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Grades 6A &amp; 6B:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; They did that to please the King and Queen (and to save their jobs).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;When did the prince realize the truth about his nose?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Grades 6A &amp; 6B:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; He realized it when he tried to kiss the lovely Princess Rosebud.  He didn't know it earlier because his kingdom told him lies and prevented him from hearing the truth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Comments?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Grades 6A &amp; 6B: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;We thought it was kind of cool, but some of the words were unusual for us.  It reminded us of Rapunzel when the enchantress locked the princess in the crystal tower.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7357701102529481856-3187863108925859369?l=whoiswhootieowl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whoiswhootieowl.blogspot.com/feeds/3187863108925859369/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7357701102529481856&amp;postID=3187863108925859369' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7357701102529481856/posts/default/3187863108925859369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7357701102529481856/posts/default/3187863108925859369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whoiswhootieowl.blogspot.com/2007/11/grades-6a-6b.html' title='Grades 6A &amp; 6B, age 11-ish'/><author><name>Whootie Owl, as translated by Elaine Lindy, Whootie's human assistant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10782272045938865044</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://www.storiestogrowby.com/images/new_whootie.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7357701102529481856.post-7333046175873624518</id><published>2007-11-26T21:11:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-26T21:13:37.490-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Post from Whootie friend'/><title type='text'>Nira, age 14</title><content type='html'>Responds to the story &lt;a href="http://www.storiestogrowby.com/stories/susu_s_america.html"&gt; Susu and the Magic Mirror&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;If you had the magic mirror of Paracaca and looked at your own reflection, what are the good things you would see?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Nira:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; My beautiful hair, my brown eyes, and a beautiful girl in the mirror.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Describe a time you helped someone even though you were scared.  What happened?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Nira:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; I helped my best friend - when a car was coming I grabbed her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Comments?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Nira: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Well, Whootie Owl, I loved it, and I know for the rest they will sound good too.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7357701102529481856-7333046175873624518?l=whoiswhootieowl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whoiswhootieowl.blogspot.com/feeds/7333046175873624518/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7357701102529481856&amp;postID=7333046175873624518' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7357701102529481856/posts/default/7333046175873624518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7357701102529481856/posts/default/7333046175873624518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whoiswhootieowl.blogspot.com/2007/11/nira-age-14.html' title='Nira, age 14'/><author><name>Whootie Owl, as translated by Elaine Lindy, Whootie's human assistant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10782272045938865044</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://www.storiestogrowby.com/images/new_whootie.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7357701102529481856.post-2022055609161471930</id><published>2007-11-26T20:54:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-26T21:07:37.552-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Post from Whootie friend'/><title type='text'>Holly, age 9</title><content type='html'>Responds to the English folk tale &lt;a href="http://www.storiestogrowby.com/stories/apple_dumpling_england.html"&gt;The Apple Dumpling&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Why did the old woman give away her flowers and her golden chain without asking for anything in return?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Holly:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; She was a generous old lady. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Why did the old woman finally get her apple dumpling at the end?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Holly:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; She deserved it because it must have took her a lot of time to exchange what she had for what could be of use to others. Also, the apple dumpling was worth it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Comments?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Holly: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Really great. Hip, hip, hurray for this story!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Note to Whootie friends&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;- Lots of free materials on the story &lt;em&gt;The Apple Dumpling&lt;/em&gt; including a &lt;a href="http://www.whootieowl.com/reading/AD/AD-open.html"&gt;complete Reader's Theatre play script&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7357701102529481856-2022055609161471930?l=whoiswhootieowl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whoiswhootieowl.blogspot.com/feeds/2022055609161471930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7357701102529481856&amp;postID=2022055609161471930' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7357701102529481856/posts/default/2022055609161471930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7357701102529481856/posts/default/2022055609161471930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whoiswhootieowl.blogspot.com/2007/11/holly-age-9.html' title='Holly, age 9'/><author><name>Whootie Owl, as translated by Elaine Lindy, Whootie's human assistant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10782272045938865044</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://www.storiestogrowby.com/images/new_whootie.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7357701102529481856.post-5855353576092529464</id><published>2007-11-20T07:15:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-20T07:19:43.603-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Post from Whootie friend'/><title type='text'>Lilian, age 9</title><content type='html'>Responds to the story &lt;a href="http://www.storiestogrowby.com/stories/after_fire_bolivia.html"&gt;After the Great Fire&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Why did the old man and his wife hide instead of taking sides in the battle?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Lilian:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; They wanted peace settled down in the war.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Why did Sararuma turn to dust?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Lilian:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; He was proven wrong for everything he had done and said. Maybe the man and his wife had broken a spell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Comments?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Lillian: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;It was excellent.  I really enjoyed it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7357701102529481856-5855353576092529464?l=whoiswhootieowl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whoiswhootieowl.blogspot.com/feeds/5855353576092529464/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7357701102529481856&amp;postID=5855353576092529464' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7357701102529481856/posts/default/5855353576092529464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7357701102529481856/posts/default/5855353576092529464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whoiswhootieowl.blogspot.com/2007/11/lilian-age-9.html' title='Lilian, age 9'/><author><name>Whootie Owl, as translated by Elaine Lindy, Whootie's human assistant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10782272045938865044</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://www.storiestogrowby.com/images/new_whootie.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7357701102529481856.post-4373715572467553981</id><published>2007-11-19T22:18:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-19T22:22:59.988-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Emily, age 9</title><content type='html'>Responds to the story &lt;a href="http://www.storiestogrowby.com/stories/androcles_frame.html"&gt; Androcles &amp;amp; the Lion&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Though the lion could have hurt Androcles, it didn't. Tell about a time when you could have hurt someone smaller than you, but you didn't. Why not?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Emily:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; I wanted to hurt my younger brother for messing up my room, but I did not. I just clenchend my teeth and reamemberd when I made his room a tip!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Androcles couldn't run from the lion because his foot was stuck in a root. Do you think he would have stayed to help the lion anyway?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Emily:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Comments?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Emily: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;It is a great story and helped me with my homework...Thanks!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7357701102529481856-4373715572467553981?l=whoiswhootieowl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whoiswhootieowl.blogspot.com/feeds/4373715572467553981/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7357701102529481856&amp;postID=4373715572467553981' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7357701102529481856/posts/default/4373715572467553981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7357701102529481856/posts/default/4373715572467553981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whoiswhootieowl.blogspot.com/2007/11/emily-age-9.html' title='Emily, age 9'/><author><name>Whootie Owl, as translated by Elaine Lindy, Whootie's human assistant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10782272045938865044</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://www.storiestogrowby.com/images/new_whootie.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7357701102529481856.post-3047390837443544056</id><published>2007-11-19T22:13:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-19T22:17:02.788-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Post from Whootie friend'/><title type='text'>Edna, age 10</title><content type='html'>Responds to the story &lt;a href="http://www.storiestogrowby.com/stories/susu_s_america.html"&gt; Susu and the Magic Mirror&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;If you had the magic mirror of Paracaca and looked at your own reflection, what are the good things you would see?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Edna:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; I would see a face of kindness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Describe a time you helped someone even though you were scared.  What happened?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Edna:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; My best friend hurt her leg, so I had to accompany her down a dark, creepy corridor. I was scared. In the end, I managed it through the corridor and finally got help for my pal. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Comments?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Edna: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;It was interesting. I really liked the story.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7357701102529481856-3047390837443544056?l=whoiswhootieowl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whoiswhootieowl.blogspot.com/feeds/3047390837443544056/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7357701102529481856&amp;postID=3047390837443544056' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7357701102529481856/posts/default/3047390837443544056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7357701102529481856/posts/default/3047390837443544056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whoiswhootieowl.blogspot.com/2007/11/edna-age-10.html' title='Edna, age 10'/><author><name>Whootie Owl, as translated by Elaine Lindy, Whootie's human assistant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10782272045938865044</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://www.storiestogrowby.com/images/new_whootie.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7357701102529481856.post-2699516558385839662</id><published>2007-11-19T22:07:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-19T22:12:30.009-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Post from Whootie friend'/><title type='text'>A Whootie friend, age 9</title><content type='html'>Responds to the story &lt;a href="http://www.storiestogrowby.com/stories/tiger_wh_korea.html"&gt;The Tiger's Whisker&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;How can Yun Ok help her husband??&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Whootie friend:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Yun Ok can treat her husband the same way she treated the tiger. Therefore, her husband will realize how much she wants him to change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Comments?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Whootie friend: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; It was super! I really really enjoyed it. In fact, my whole family  took turns to read it. They said it was great!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7357701102529481856-2699516558385839662?l=whoiswhootieowl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whoiswhootieowl.blogspot.com/feeds/2699516558385839662/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7357701102529481856&amp;postID=2699516558385839662' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7357701102529481856/posts/default/2699516558385839662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7357701102529481856/posts/default/2699516558385839662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whoiswhootieowl.blogspot.com/2007/11/whootie-friend-age-9.html' title='A Whootie friend, age 9'/><author><name>Whootie Owl, as translated by Elaine Lindy, Whootie's human assistant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10782272045938865044</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://www.storiestogrowby.com/images/new_whootie.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7357701102529481856.post-845725001690850507</id><published>2007-11-19T22:04:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-19T22:04:56.660-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Post from Whootie friend'/><title type='text'>Naomi, age 8</title><content type='html'>Naomi, age 8, responds to the story &lt;a href="http://www.storiestogrowby.com/stories/carrie.html"&gt;Blond Carrie &amp;amp; Brunette Carrie&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;How were the two sisters able to love each other when everyone else favored one over the other?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Naomi:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Blond Carrie knew that Brunette Carrie was good-hearted, despite her ugliness. Brunette Carrie knew how much her sister cared for her, and and loved her back. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Tell about someone you love even though that person is not perfect. Why do you love that person?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Naomi:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; My grandfather is very clumsy and careless. He makes people upset at times. But I still love him. I appreciate his kind actions for me. After all, he is my grandfather.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Comments?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Naomi: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; It was a wonderful tale! Also, it has a valuable message.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7357701102529481856-845725001690850507?l=whoiswhootieowl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whoiswhootieowl.blogspot.com/feeds/845725001690850507/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7357701102529481856&amp;postID=845725001690850507' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7357701102529481856/posts/default/845725001690850507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7357701102529481856/posts/default/845725001690850507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whoiswhootieowl.blogspot.com/2007/11/naomi-age-8.html' title='Naomi, age 8'/><author><name>Whootie Owl, as translated by Elaine Lindy, Whootie's human assistant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10782272045938865044</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://www.storiestogrowby.com/images/new_whootie.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7357701102529481856.post-4333878643912144331</id><published>2007-11-19T22:03:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-19T22:05:59.205-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Post from Whootie friend'/><title type='text'>Winnie, age 10</title><content type='html'>Responds to the story from the King Arthur days &lt;a href="http://www.storiestogrowby.com/stories/anait_armenia.html"&gt;Anait&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Why was it important to Anait that Prince Vatchagan know a trade?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Winnie:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; She had sworn not to marry anyone who does not know a trade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;What kind of trade appeals to you?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Winnie:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; She had sworn not to marry anyone who does not know a trade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Comments?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Winnie: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;I thought the story was really nice. I was so engrossed in reading it, I didn't even know my mom was calling me for dinner even though it was my favourite homemade pasta!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7357701102529481856-4333878643912144331?l=whoiswhootieowl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whoiswhootieowl.blogspot.com/feeds/4333878643912144331/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7357701102529481856&amp;postID=4333878643912144331' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7357701102529481856/posts/default/4333878643912144331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7357701102529481856/posts/default/4333878643912144331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whoiswhootieowl.blogspot.com/2007/11/winnie-age-10.html' title='Winnie, age 10'/><author><name>Whootie Owl, as translated by Elaine Lindy, Whootie's human assistant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10782272045938865044</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://www.storiestogrowby.com/images/new_whootie.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7357701102529481856.post-5590811908633238623</id><published>2007-11-12T23:03:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-12T23:08:55.939-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Post from Whootie friend'/><title type='text'>Claire, age 12</title><content type='html'>Responds to the story from the King Arthur days &lt;a href="http://www.storiestogrowby.com/stories/gawain_rag_england.html"&gt;Sir Gawain and the Lady Ragnell&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Tell about a time when you regretted something that you did.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Claire:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; I didn't practice my instrument and told my teacher that  I did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;What did you do to make up for it?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Claire:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; no comment &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Comments?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Claire: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;no comment&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7357701102529481856-5590811908633238623?l=whoiswhootieowl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whoiswhootieowl.blogspot.com/feeds/5590811908633238623/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7357701102529481856&amp;postID=5590811908633238623' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7357701102529481856/posts/default/5590811908633238623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7357701102529481856/posts/default/5590811908633238623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whoiswhootieowl.blogspot.com/2007/11/claire-age-12.html' title='Claire, age 12'/><author><name>Whootie Owl, as translated by Elaine Lindy, Whootie's human assistant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10782272045938865044</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://www.storiestogrowby.com/images/new_whootie.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7357701102529481856.post-5169176862267654106</id><published>2007-11-10T18:17:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-10T18:20:56.232-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Post from Whootie friend'/><title type='text'>Taylor, age 12</title><content type='html'>Responds to the Flemish story &lt;a href="http://www.storiestogrowby.com/stories/carrie.html"&gt;Blond Carrie &amp;amp; Brunette Carrie&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;How were the two sisters able to love each other when everyone else favored one over the other?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Taylor:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; They comforted each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Tell about someone you love even though that person is not perfect. Why do you love that person?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Taylor:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; I love this person because even though she is mean and conceited, she always cares about me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Comments?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Taylor: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;The story was ok and we all learned a lesson.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7357701102529481856-5169176862267654106?l=whoiswhootieowl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whoiswhootieowl.blogspot.com/feeds/5169176862267654106/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7357701102529481856&amp;postID=5169176862267654106' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7357701102529481856/posts/default/5169176862267654106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7357701102529481856/posts/default/5169176862267654106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whoiswhootieowl.blogspot.com/2007/11/taylor-age-12.html' title='Taylor, age 12'/><author><name>Whootie Owl, as translated by Elaine Lindy, Whootie's human assistant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10782272045938865044</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://www.storiestogrowby.com/images/new_whootie.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7357701102529481856.post-7913228503388171939</id><published>2007-11-09T07:30:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-09T07:37:35.932-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Post from Whootie friend'/><title type='text'>Kirby, age 10</title><content type='html'>Responds to the Danish story &lt;a href="http://www.storiestogrowby.com/stories/greyfoot_denmark.html"&gt;Greyfoot&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Why did the princess love Greyfoot?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Kirby:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Because Greyfoot gave the princess a lot of gold and thought he was kind for that and she enjoyed his funny questions because they were quite obvious to everyone. So the princess decided to marry him. Little did she know, Greyfoot was actually the prince of Denmark, but she still loved him anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;How did learning to love Greyfoot change the princess?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Kirby:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; She became more caring to everyone and learned how to use resources without having anyone else do it for her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Comments?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Kirby: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;It was pretty good. And why does Whootie need to know? I mean seriously. Can't anyone have privacy? WHAT?! This is going to be displayed online? Hey. DON'T CLICK SEND! Hey!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7357701102529481856-7913228503388171939?l=whoiswhootieowl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whoiswhootieowl.blogspot.com/feeds/7913228503388171939/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7357701102529481856&amp;postID=7913228503388171939' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7357701102529481856/posts/default/7913228503388171939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7357701102529481856/posts/default/7913228503388171939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whoiswhootieowl.blogspot.com/2007/11/kirby-age-10.html' title='Kirby, age 10'/><author><name>Whootie Owl, as translated by Elaine Lindy, Whootie's human assistant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10782272045938865044</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://www.storiestogrowby.com/images/new_whootie.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7357701102529481856.post-130440733855535007</id><published>2007-11-08T07:40:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-08T07:43:34.460-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Post from Whootie friend'/><title type='text'>from a Whootie friend</title><content type='html'>Responds to the story &lt;a href="http://www.storiestogrowby.com/stories/cinderella_native_american.html"&gt; The Native American Cinderella&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Why was it so important to Strong Wind that his bride tell the truth?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Whootie friend:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; He wanted his wife to be truthful to him as the wife should always remain truthful to the husband.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Tell about what happened when you knew someone was lying to you.  Tell about another time when you knew someone was telling you the truth.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Whoootie friend:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; I knew someone is lying by the look of their faces and the look of their eyes and feeling I know they are telling the truth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Comments?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Whootie friend: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;I find the story fantastic as it is very detailed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7357701102529481856-130440733855535007?l=whoiswhootieowl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whoiswhootieowl.blogspot.com/feeds/130440733855535007/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7357701102529481856&amp;postID=130440733855535007' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7357701102529481856/posts/default/130440733855535007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7357701102529481856/posts/default/130440733855535007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whoiswhootieowl.blogspot.com/2007/11/from-whootie-friend.html' title='from a Whootie friend'/><author><name>Whootie Owl, as translated by Elaine Lindy, Whootie's human assistant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10782272045938865044</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://www.storiestogrowby.com/images/new_whootie.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7357701102529481856.post-2011424379381397739</id><published>2007-11-07T07:58:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-07T08:02:02.405-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Post from Whootie friend'/><title type='text'>Balbi, age 5</title><content type='html'>Responds to the Russian folk tale &lt;a href="http://www.storiestogrowby.com/stories/baba_yaga_russia.html"&gt;Baba Yaga&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Why did the gates, the servant girl, the big dog, and the thin black cat help Natasha escape?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Balbi:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; The gates, the servant girl, the big dog and the thin black cat helped Natasha escape because Natasha fed the cat,  the servant girl, and the black cat cheese bread and meat, compared to hardly anything at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Why did Natasha's small gifts mean so much?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Balbi:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; The story was, in my opinion, was very funny and is good for all readers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Comments?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Balbi: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;It was good.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7357701102529481856-2011424379381397739?l=whoiswhootieowl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whoiswhootieowl.blogspot.com/feeds/2011424379381397739/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7357701102529481856&amp;postID=2011424379381397739' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7357701102529481856/posts/default/2011424379381397739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7357701102529481856/posts/default/2011424379381397739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whoiswhootieowl.blogspot.com/2007/11/balbi-age-5.html' title='Balbi, age 5'/><author><name>Whootie Owl, as translated by Elaine Lindy, Whootie's human assistant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10782272045938865044</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://www.storiestogrowby.com/images/new_whootie.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7357701102529481856.post-1977605741306074855</id><published>2007-11-06T11:52:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-06T12:02:50.659-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Post from Whootie friend'/><title type='text'>Brendan, age 9</title><content type='html'>Responds to the English folk tale &lt;a href="http://www.storiestogrowby.com/stories/apple_dumpling_england.html"&gt;The Apple Dumpling&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Why did the old woman give away her flowers and her golden chain without asking for anything in return?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Brendan:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Because she didn't want the family to starve. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Why did the old woman finally get her apple dumpling at the end?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Brendan:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Because she gave the old man the dog. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Comments?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Brendan: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;It was a good English story that made me hungry.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7357701102529481856-1977605741306074855?l=whoiswhootieowl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whoiswhootieowl.blogspot.com/feeds/1977605741306074855/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7357701102529481856&amp;postID=1977605741306074855' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7357701102529481856/posts/default/1977605741306074855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7357701102529481856/posts/default/1977605741306074855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whoiswhootieowl.blogspot.com/2007/11/brendan-age-9.html' title='Brendan, age 9'/><author><name>Whootie Owl, as translated by Elaine Lindy, Whootie's human assistant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10782272045938865044</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://www.storiestogrowby.com/images/new_whootie.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
