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      <title>vardaan trivedi personal theme  by Vardaan Trivedi</title>
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      <pubDate>2020-01-08 19:05:18 UTC</pubDate>
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         <title>vardaan trivedi personal theme </title>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>Theme: people can make mistakes and improve from them<br>topic: mistake</div>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>2020-01-08 19:06:26 UTC</pubDate>
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         <title>story 1: the car scratches (this story takes place in India)</title>
         <author>vardaan_trivedi_104</author>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>I was a very hyper active kid at the age of seven my father had finally gotten me a bicycle with proper gears and the bicycles signature green color and the firm grip covers of the handlebars this was all for my birthday since he knew how much i wanted that bicycle and so i got my first bicycle and i named  him Cicy The First and i loved riding that cycle since we used to have races to see who can race around the entire apartment complex  and get back to the starting point i wasn't allowed to race since i didn't have a bicycle or scooter or any mode of transportation really so  i used to be the referee one advantage to that when i started participating in the races was that i knew all the shortcut routes i even knew about some routes none of other referees know about also my cycle was really small in a sense that it could get through the tiny spaces between the cars  parked so i used this as my advantage and came first in every race until in  one my races i was ahead of everyone else but they were catching up  so i decided to use one of my short cuts but in the parking lot where i usually went through  instead of the red maroon hyundai  sedan there was a black nissan SUV that took half of the space needed for me to get through but i was arrogant and went right trough and got stuck and so i got through after a few tries but what i did not notice was that there was a massive scratch around the black nissan i didn't notice and so i carried on and won the race but when i got home my parents were not to happy and i asked what was wrong and then they scolded me and told me how i had caused a massive scratch on none other than Mr.Sharma's car the owner of the entire apartment complex!! hen i remembered there was a camera in the parking lot area they had caught the whole thing on camera!! so i was grounded for a week and luckily my father was a good friend of Mr.Sharma so he didn't ask for the fee  and so i stoped going through the shortcuts and kept my gear at a stable speed  never again making the same mistake.This story relates to my theme since i made a mistake by scratching Mr.Sharma's car and improved from by being safer and staying at a stable speed showing how people can make mistakes and improve from them.</div>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>2020-01-09 19:16:18 UTC</pubDate>
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         <title>story 2: the test (this story takes place in austin)</title>
         <author>vardaan_trivedi_104</author>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>It was 6:00 am and i woke up and headed for the kitchen where i drink my milk and quickly go to the bathroom to get ready for school when i was in the shower i had this feeling i was forgetting something very important and suddenly from the back of my mind it dawned on me.The test!!i had forgotten that we had a test today and it was on the subject i hated with all my heart it was the hitler of all subjects  and that subject was maths!! we had a math test on  algebraic equations  and i was not prepared and just sucked at them so i quickly got out of the shower and got ready and got out  of the house and into  the school bus where i tried to memorize the basic rules and did some problems but i was doomed so i got a 60 on the test and so my  mom was not to happy and took away my video games and phone so then i asked the teacher when i could retest and she said next week so i had started to study for the retest doing all the problems and trying to memorize the main rules and i made a plan to study 2 ours each day and i paid off and on the retest i got a 100 but in my school we could only get 70 on retests as a maximum grade so i technically got a 70 but on the test it was a 100.This story relates to my theme because i made many mistakes from the test but then i looked back at the questions to see what the correct answer is and how they got it so i learned from my mistakes and improved from them which what my theme is about.</div>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>2020-01-10 19:15:51 UTC</pubDate>
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         <title>story 3: making coffee(this story also takes place in austin) </title>
         <author>vardaan_trivedi_104</author>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>it was just another normal i had just now got back home from school  and put my bag in the corner where i usually keep it then my mom said she wanted coffee but didn't have the energy to make one  then she looked at me and smiled and then she taught me how to make coffee for the first few days i just gave her a helping hand when making coffee like giving her the milk se needed for coffee and then putting in the sugar untill one day she told that i now know what to do so make it on your own so i did what she asked and i thought everything was fine i had added enough sugar boiled it a he right temperature now all i needed was to put the coffee powder and i put 2 huge spoons of coffee  in that drink and when she sipped her face was sour and she spit it out of her mouth and said to never make coffee again and so she then few hours later showed me how much coffee powder im supposed to put in the milk and so  next week i made my mom coffee again and  she liked it.So i made a mistake of putting too much coffee but i improved from it and learned too make coffee the right way for her.</div>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>2020-01-12 21:13:16 UTC</pubDate>
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