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	<title>Comments on: Celebrate Children&#8217;s Book Week</title>
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		<title>By: Amy</title>
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		<dc:creator>Amy</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Wed, 13 May 2009 14:03:58 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>After much thought, I’ve come to the conclusion that &lt;i&gt;Blueberries for Sal&lt;/i&gt; is my all-time favorite picture book.  It’s probably not a coincidence that I lived in Maine from birth to age 10.  We had raspberries, though.  I never heard any kuplinking or kuplanking.  Even if I used a metal pail instead of a plastic tumbler, I think raspberries would just sound like a thud, which is onomatopoetically lame...but they were all routed directly to my mouth.  My dad would return to the house with a full cup, and mine would be empty.
I have an annotated list of my other (nine) favorite picture books &lt;a href=&quot;http://ayuddha.net/2009/03/31/top10/&quot; rel=&quot;nofollow&quot;&gt;on my personal blog&lt;/a&gt;.
Find &lt;i&gt;Blueberries for Sal&lt;/i&gt; in the &lt;a href=&quot;http://tinyurl.com/pab5gd&quot; rel=&quot;nofollow&quot;&gt;library catalog&lt;/a&gt;.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>After much thought, I’ve come to the conclusion that <i>Blueberries for Sal</i> is my all-time favorite picture book.  It’s probably not a coincidence that I lived in Maine from birth to age 10.  We had raspberries, though.  I never heard any kuplinking or kuplanking.  Even if I used a metal pail instead of a plastic tumbler, I think raspberries would just sound like a thud, which is onomatopoetically lame&#8230;but they were all routed directly to my mouth.  My dad would return to the house with a full cup, and mine would be empty.<br />
I have an annotated list of my other (nine) favorite picture books <a href="http://ayuddha.net/2009/03/31/top10/" rel="nofollow">on my personal blog</a>.<br />
Find <i>Blueberries for Sal</i> in the <a href="http://tinyurl.com/pab5gd" rel="nofollow">library catalog</a>.</p>
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		<title>By: Kate</title>
		<link>http://manchesterlibrary.org/read/1127/comment-page-1#comment-112</link>
		<dc:creator>Kate</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Tue, 12 May 2009 23:31:21 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>I really like Knuffle Bunny!
http://tiny.cc/jKLOr</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I really like Knuffle Bunny!<br />
<a href="http://tiny.cc/jKLOr" rel="nofollow">http://tiny.cc/jKLOr</a></p>
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