<?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-34154890</id><updated>2011-06-13T12:40:00.788-07:00</updated><title type='text'>my ordinary days</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-ordinary-days.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34154890/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-ordinary-days.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>marsh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15602365984881016250</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>13</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34154890.post-115962349622160292</id><published>2006-09-30T06:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-30T06:38:16.230-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Kita-kamakura</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/178/3760/1600/CACXC9SN.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/178/3760/320/CACXC9SN.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today my family went to Kita-kamakura to tour a private junior-high school for my son. The school was among the beautiful scenary of Kita-kamakura the school. It is run by an old temple adjusent to the school. The students were polite and had good mood of 30 years ago.  We all like the school and the town at once.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34154890-115962349622160292?l=my-ordinary-days.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-ordinary-days.blogspot.com/feeds/115962349622160292/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34154890&amp;postID=115962349622160292&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34154890/posts/default/115962349622160292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34154890/posts/default/115962349622160292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-ordinary-days.blogspot.com/2006/09/kita-kamakura.html' title='Kita-kamakura'/><author><name>marsh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15602365984881016250</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34154890.post-115936794424260126</id><published>2006-09-27T07:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-27T07:39:04.253-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Intellectual stretching excercises</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/178/3760/1600/images.7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/178/3760/320/images.7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bought a book titled "Introduction to intellectual stretching excercises" at a book store in way to my home, because I was very interested in that title. The book begins with saying, "you may have experiences of a day when your fingers finally reached to floor as a consequence of daily streching excercises". It says that intellectual ability is the same. If everyday you use your brain stretching beyond what you are familiar with, one day your intellectual ability will break through as it is and reach to unknown level. Unless you climb to the top of a mountain, you will never get that view from the top of the mountain. I was encouraged.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34154890-115936794424260126?l=my-ordinary-days.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-ordinary-days.blogspot.com/feeds/115936794424260126/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34154890&amp;postID=115936794424260126&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34154890/posts/default/115936794424260126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34154890/posts/default/115936794424260126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-ordinary-days.blogspot.com/2006/09/intellectual-stretching-excercises.html' title='Intellectual stretching excercises'/><author><name>marsh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15602365984881016250</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34154890.post-115926976798947637</id><published>2006-09-26T04:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-26T04:22:48.003-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I love "Hanshin" Tigers</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/178/3760/1600/images.6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/178/3760/320/images.6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hanshin Railway Co., Ltd., was officially acquired by Hankyu Railway Co., Ltd, today. From my childhood Hanshin Tigers and Hankyu Braves were rivals for each other. Their parent companies had been rival companies. So even though the world has changed, it was very much suprising news. Hanshin Tigers are intensively chasing Chunichi Dragons with 3 games differences. I pray that extinction of their parent company does not put out their fire.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34154890-115926976798947637?l=my-ordinary-days.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-ordinary-days.blogspot.com/feeds/115926976798947637/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34154890&amp;postID=115926976798947637&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34154890/posts/default/115926976798947637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34154890/posts/default/115926976798947637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-ordinary-days.blogspot.com/2006/09/i-love-hanshin-tigers.html' title='I love &quot;Hanshin&quot; Tigers'/><author><name>marsh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15602365984881016250</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34154890.post-115884905725005708</id><published>2006-09-21T07:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-21T07:30:57.276-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Old restaurant</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/178/3760/1600/tanakaya_gaikan2006_s.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="84" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/178/3760/320/tanakaya_gaikan2006_s.jpg" width="119" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I entertained our clients tonight at an old restaurant in Yokohama. It was an old restaurant on the "Tokaido 53-tsugi", and very famous for Ryoma Sakamoto's wife who had worked there. Food served there was so-so. But we were entertained, feeling that we went back to Bakumatsu era for a while.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34154890-115884905725005708?l=my-ordinary-days.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-ordinary-days.blogspot.com/feeds/115884905725005708/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34154890&amp;postID=115884905725005708&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34154890/posts/default/115884905725005708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34154890/posts/default/115884905725005708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-ordinary-days.blogspot.com/2006/09/old-restaurant.html' title='Old restaurant'/><author><name>marsh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15602365984881016250</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34154890.post-115875531797105402</id><published>2006-09-20T05:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-20T05:32:05.056-07:00</updated><title type='text'>karaoke songs</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/178/3760/1600/images.5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 142px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 105px" height="108" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/178/3760/320/images.5.jpg" width="143" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I watched a TV program which treated nostalgic karaoke songs. Karaoke was originated in Japan and is now popular in the world. Every old songs which one has sung even once include memories. I thought I would like to go to Karaoke box.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34154890-115875531797105402?l=my-ordinary-days.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-ordinary-days.blogspot.com/feeds/115875531797105402/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34154890&amp;postID=115875531797105402&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34154890/posts/default/115875531797105402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34154890/posts/default/115875531797105402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-ordinary-days.blogspot.com/2006/09/karaoke-songs.html' title='karaoke songs'/><author><name>marsh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15602365984881016250</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34154890.post-115866335236418019</id><published>2006-09-19T03:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-19T04:04:21.560-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Power of observation</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/178/3760/1600/CA15VTZ4.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/178/3760/320/CA15VTZ4.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I played golf yesterday with my clients and colleagues. Unfortunately I didn't play well because of bad weather but I could manage my game well. I think that whether you are a good player or not depends mainly on your power of observation. On the tee ground, you make better plan to pull down the hole with carefully observing the hole layout, checking a lot of hazards. You may change your club selection observing shots of your partners, because you noticed wind brows harder than you thought. I think a good golf player can be a good business person. but not vais versa.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34154890-115866335236418019?l=my-ordinary-days.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-ordinary-days.blogspot.com/feeds/115866335236418019/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34154890&amp;postID=115866335236418019&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34154890/posts/default/115866335236418019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34154890/posts/default/115866335236418019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-ordinary-days.blogspot.com/2006/09/power-of-observation.html' title='Power of observation'/><author><name>marsh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15602365984881016250</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34154890.post-115840920797404416</id><published>2006-09-16T05:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-16T05:20:08.013-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Walking</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/178/3760/1600/images.4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/178/3760/320/images.4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I walk with my wife for about 2 hours every saturday. We have started for our health. But I noticed that we can fullily communicate while walking, because no one interrupt us for 2 hours. I recommend walking with your kids or wife, if you need communication with them.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34154890-115840920797404416?l=my-ordinary-days.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-ordinary-days.blogspot.com/feeds/115840920797404416/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34154890&amp;postID=115840920797404416&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34154890/posts/default/115840920797404416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34154890/posts/default/115840920797404416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-ordinary-days.blogspot.com/2006/09/walking.html' title='Walking'/><author><name>marsh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15602365984881016250</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34154890.post-115833556793881982</id><published>2006-09-15T08:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-15T08:52:50.840-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Heredity</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/178/3760/1600/images.3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/178/3760/320/images.3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My son is no good at arithmetic. Me, too. So it may be my fault. If you are in my place, how do you encourage him to study? It's very difficult, isn't is? That is my headache.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34154890-115833556793881982?l=my-ordinary-days.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-ordinary-days.blogspot.com/feeds/115833556793881982/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34154890&amp;postID=115833556793881982&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34154890/posts/default/115833556793881982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34154890/posts/default/115833556793881982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-ordinary-days.blogspot.com/2006/09/heredity.html' title='Heredity'/><author><name>marsh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15602365984881016250</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34154890.post-115824577434879334</id><published>2006-09-14T07:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-14T07:56:14.406-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Coaching</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/178/3760/1600/images.2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/178/3760/320/images.2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A lot of books regarding coaching skills are published in these days. Many managers seem to have a headache because they have difficulty in effective communication with their subordinates. "A good player is not necessarily a good coach". It is a big challenge for me to become a good coach.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34154890-115824577434879334?l=my-ordinary-days.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-ordinary-days.blogspot.com/feeds/115824577434879334/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34154890&amp;postID=115824577434879334&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34154890/posts/default/115824577434879334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34154890/posts/default/115824577434879334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-ordinary-days.blogspot.com/2006/09/coaching.html' title='Coaching'/><author><name>marsh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15602365984881016250</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34154890.post-115815843455315761</id><published>2006-09-13T05:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-13T07:51:19.796-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Greenhouse effect</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/178/3760/1600/images2.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/178/3760/320/images2.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was hot and wet day today just  as we are in a greenhouse. Media actively pick up the issue of greenhouse effect or global warming in these days.  They say,"100 days after your houses will be under the sea, "something like that. But I think it will not be long way off. Every year I feel the earth is visibly getting hot.  And I am sure that we must do or stop doing something.  but what? I feel heat.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34154890-115815843455315761?l=my-ordinary-days.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-ordinary-days.blogspot.com/feeds/115815843455315761/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34154890&amp;postID=115815843455315761&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34154890/posts/default/115815843455315761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34154890/posts/default/115815843455315761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-ordinary-days.blogspot.com/2006/09/greenhouse-effect.html' title='Greenhouse effect'/><author><name>marsh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15602365984881016250</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34154890.post-115807775163904123</id><published>2006-09-12T08:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-14T08:00:57.260-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Understand before understood</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/178/3760/1600/images.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/178/3760/320/images.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel it very important that you should fullily understand what the other says before you are understood. One will never hear you unless you indicate your intention to hear what he says. But you may agree with him without consuming your time and energy to contradict, if you hear him to the end. He is watching the wall behind you while he insist on his idea. You can never know what is written on the wall. On the other hand, you are watching the wall behind him while you insist on your idea. He can never know what is written on the wall.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34154890-115807775163904123?l=my-ordinary-days.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-ordinary-days.blogspot.com/feeds/115807775163904123/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34154890&amp;postID=115807775163904123&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34154890/posts/default/115807775163904123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34154890/posts/default/115807775163904123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-ordinary-days.blogspot.com/2006/09/understand-before-understood.html' title='Understand before understood'/><author><name>marsh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15602365984881016250</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34154890.post-115798457661343960</id><published>2006-09-11T07:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-11T07:46:08.410-07:00</updated><title type='text'>September 11th</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/178/3760/1600/images.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/178/3760/320/images.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;September 11th, 2001, we cannot forget that day of five years ago. We are sure that the world have totally changed from that day. The scenary of our insurance industy have also changed. And we are not sure if we can find the exist from this unease, anxiety and fear.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34154890-115798457661343960?l=my-ordinary-days.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-ordinary-days.blogspot.com/feeds/115798457661343960/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34154890&amp;postID=115798457661343960&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34154890/posts/default/115798457661343960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34154890/posts/default/115798457661343960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-ordinary-days.blogspot.com/2006/09/september-11th.html' title='September 11th'/><author><name>marsh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15602365984881016250</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34154890.post-115788701075340675</id><published>2006-09-10T04:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-13T07:44:10.106-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I have just launched my blog.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/178/3760/1600/images2.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/178/3760/320/images2.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This blog is mainly for my personal use to get accustomed writing English. There is a lot of materials for English learners to strengthen reading and listening ability, but there is a little chance to output English words in Japan. That is why I have started my blog. But I expect that I can get to know many people through this blog site in near future.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34154890-115788701075340675?l=my-ordinary-days.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-ordinary-days.blogspot.com/feeds/115788701075340675/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34154890&amp;postID=115788701075340675&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34154890/posts/default/115788701075340675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34154890/posts/default/115788701075340675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-ordinary-days.blogspot.com/2006/09/i-have-just-launched-my-blog.html' title='I have just launched my blog.'/><author><name>marsh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15602365984881016250</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
