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	<title>Comments on: My Life-line</title>
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	<description>by Vienna Lopez</description>
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		<title>By: Closer Than Ever &#124;My Pink Notes</title>
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		<dc:creator>Closer Than Ever &#124;My Pink Notes</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Wed, 27 Aug 2008 15:30:42 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>[...] was still in the Philippines, I practically home alone. Both of my parents already passed away and I only have 2 brothers. One stays in the northern part of the country with his family and the youngest stays in Manila [...]</description>
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		<title>By: Ruthilicious &#187; My Very First Teacher</title>
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		<dc:creator>Ruthilicious &#187; My Very First Teacher</dc:creator>
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		<description>[...] My first day of school was not actually in the real classroom. My first day in school was actually in our living room just across the kitchen. My first school desk was actually the center table of the living room furniture just across my first teacher’s sewing machine. My very first teacher was not a real teacher at all. My very first teacher was in fact, a dressmaker. My very first teacher was actually my mom and she was also the very first teacher of my two brothers. [...]</description>
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