My name is Tali and I started this blog while Googling for Barbies. I saw mummified Barbies and my Mom said that I could make an avatar if I made a blog, so I started one. I am eight years old. I will be nine in December. P.S. You will like the mummified Barbies.

Monday, February 04, 2008

Who Should Be Elected President

I think that Barack Obama should be elected President of the United States. What helped me make this decision is that I went to and took a quiz about who I would vote for. The quiz had all of the main issues and I had to choose between five answer choices whether I agreed with or opposed. Some of the issues had to do with:
  • economic issues such as taxes;
  • domestic issues such as the right to owning a gun;
  • and other various issues.

I was doing some research on Barack Obama and I found a video titled “Yes We Can” which was one of his speeches mixed with singing and music. One of the people said “Yes We can” in Hebrew “ken anachnu yacholim.” I think that the video was very interesting. The speech was about uniting our country instead of which party you vote for. I think this is an important message for the United States.

I think we need to pay attention to more issues other than the Iraqi War. I believe that Senator Barack Obama will pay attention to more issues. If I were eighteen, I would vote for him.

Tuesday, November 06, 2007


I heard from Mommy-G that a movie is being made over at Stuffed Animal Tales called Gone With The Captists. I wanted to audition Doobie (means teddy bear in Hebrew) as Annie. I also wanted to audition Martin (my brother's teddy bear) as Frederick. You know how I have lots of stuffed animals so I have more if you need them as extras. I have some farmer bears, another bear that can fill in for Frederick, and I have a teddy bear that I have had since I was two years old (Isabeara), who can fill in for Annie.

So here are the pictures.

I hope you think my bears are good for the parts.

Tuesday, January 30, 2007

I'm sorry for not posting in such a long time, but my homework load has gone overboard. My Mom is typing this as I'm getting my Spelling book out of my backpack. I really don't have much to say because I am concentrating on my homework now. I am very sorry. I will try to post something soon, maybe July.

Underneath is my personality quiz that I took. It fits me pretty good - almost perfectly as a matter of fact.


Your Personality Cluster is Extraverted Thinking

You are:

Organized and logical - a master at puzzles
Competitive in almost any arena of life
Objective when necessary, but passionate about what you truly love
Intolerant of excuses and incompetence

Sunday, November 19, 2006


This post may drone on and on. If I were you, I wouldn't read it, but it might be funny somewhere deep down. So then in that case, I would read it and then it might be funny. Just think of it as a detailed story (wait, it's boring already).

Well today I woke up and I got ready and I ate breakfast and then in the afternoon I went to a birthday party. I thought the party was going to be boring and I gave the birthday boy a present in a yellow bag. I got there and I was bored already. There were boxes of gifts and lots of Chinese food.

Boring? Is it boring?! Well it should be.

I went into the party room. Maxim, the birthday boy, did some ceremonial thing and then we went to eat. I wasn't hungry but I got ice cream. I ate it and then I got some more. The ice cream wanted me to enjoy the party and I did.

There was a magic show and the magician was really funny. He did all sorts of great tricks. One of them was putting a blue handkerchief over a box with nothing in it and he picked it up and there was something floating inside. Nothing was there. Then I had more ice cream.

Then I got hungry. I got french fries with my friend. I thought the ketchup was hot sauce for a minute because I didn't taste it. It was obvious it was ketchup because there was a sign above it screaming KETCHUP (there really wasn't a screaming sign). Then I ate some. Then the magician gave us balloons and we had sword fights with chopsticks included.

The party was okay after all, but I made it sound boring.



Sunday, November 12, 2006


This past Saturday at violin school, my friends and I were playing Hide and Seek during lunch break. Usually on lunch break, I get pizza from the snack table and go sit down and eat. This Saturday, I wanted to play first.

Two of my friends were counting and four of us were hiding, but the counters didn't give us enough time to run away and hide. We said to them, "that's not fair! You didn't give us enough time to hide." sort of loudly. There was a lady with a black dress, black curly hair and black shoes that we did not know outside in the hallway. She raised her voice and said, "You can't do that, there is an orchestra! Where are your parents?". Some of us ran the other way and another one pointed her to where some of our parents were.

Fortunately she had no idea who are parents were and ended up talking to the wrong people. Unfortunately she was still looking for us. My friends and I took our binders and quickly went upstairs to our last period Musicianship Theory Class. There were two students inside, but no teacher. We went to the office to find out that our teacher was out sick! No class! We started jumping up and down.

My mom came up and found us because she wanted to make sure I was in my class. I told her there was no class and so she brought us to the auditorium to see the visiting orchestra. After a few songs, the stage door opened and out came the LADY IN BLACK!!! It turns out she was a singer with the orchestra. We all ducked down and begged my Mom to leave. We kept on pointing at her saying "there she is, the lady who yelled at us!". We were all pretty scared.

My mom shushed us and the performance finished. We left the auditorium. I was really happy that we left and she didn't find any of us and we won't have to worry about her next week.

I really didn't like her singing anyway.

Sunday, October 08, 2006


Today we went apple picking. This was the first time my grandma came with us. She has never even gone apple picking, but she loves the country. When she was a little girl, she lived on a sort of farm with apple trees.

It was a whole hullabaloo just getting out of the house, never mind getting to the orcahrds. As you know or might know, October is a very good month to go apple picking and the orchard was a zoo. It was so crowded that there were hardly any apple picking poles left and you had to look for people that were done with theirs and pay them a dollar.

I didn't get to pick an apple last year because the poles were too heavy and I couldn't pick them up. This year, I picked three apples in one shot even though it's still a little heavy. But some apples were so low on the trees that even my brother could reach them. As soon as we had about half a bag full of apples, we sat down and had a little picnic. My grandma never fails to bring food and Mommy brought bagels from breakfast.

I love to go apple picking! After we were done, we went across the road to the pumpkin patch, but I didn't get pumpkins from the patch. We went looking around until we saw some very nice little ones and I got two. One was normal but it kind of had little green spots on it and the second one was a gourdie type of pumpkin and it had a yellow handle and it looked like a watermelon from the bottom.

When we were about to go home, we got some apple cider (but my brother and I didn't have any) and we got some ice cream sandwiches. After that, we got in the car and when we were on the road we saw beautiful trees. After what seemed like 45 minutes, we saw lots of people on motorcycles, there were about thirty of them. Daddy or as you know him, Parental Unit 2, said that they were a club from Long Island. I wish I could get a ride on my uncle's motorcycle.

I'm sorry. We are having technical difficulties. I wanted to add another picture.

Friday, October 06, 2006


Sorry I haven't been around. I know you are getting restless, but here is a story I think you will enjoy (I hope).

One day I was getting very very restless - just like you at my blog. I wanted to decorate the sukkah!!!!!!!!!! If you are a Jewish blogger or know about Judaism, you know how much fun it is to decorate. I mean reeeeeeeeally fun! It already took 15 minutes to get the decorations together, never mind the decorating itself. The decorations were in the very messy garage (which Mommy complains about all the time). It took another ten minutes to look for an apple decoration that wasn't even there. That was a very good waste of time.

We finally got everything together and went into the backyard all dressed up in sweatshirts. Julian and I started dancing around the backyard. I was sort of the designer. I told Daddy (parental unit 2) where everything goes and why. If he didn't agree, I called Mommy (parental unit 1) so she could agree with me (I take after her in the decorating department). After everything was set to go inside, I started handing everything I wanted to parental unit 2 at once. Of course, child unit 2 (Julian) scattered everything on the floor, but we managed. Finally the
sukkah was up and decorated (2 hours later).

"Oh well, at least there's still decorations for tomorrow!" I said.