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<?xml-stylesheet type="text/xsl" media="screen" href="/~d/styles/atom10full.xsl"?><?xml-stylesheet type="text/css" media="screen" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~d/styles/itemcontent.css"?><feed xmlns="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" xmlns:openSearch="http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearch/1.1/" xmlns:georss="http://www.georss.org/georss" xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0" xmlns:feedburner="http://rssnamespace.org/feedburner/ext/1.0" gd:etag="W/&quot;DkADQ347eCp7ImA9WhdTEU4.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8303122207219561373</id><updated>2011-07-08T07:19:32.000-07:00</updated><category term="familia" /><category term="Butterfly farm" /><category term="Kids' Questions" /><category term="Fofer" /><category term="personal reflections" /><category term="Family" /><category term="Lisa's April 2008 Trip to Chicago" /><category term="Valerie" /><category term="Family News" /><category term="Victor" /><category term="Children playing with puppies" /><category term="Valerie Umana-Anderson" /><category term="Silvia Umana" /><category term="Casa" /><category term="House" /><category term="Umana-Anderson Family" /><category term="Proyectos" /><category term="Ocurrencias" /><category term="blessings" /><category term="Summer vacations 2008 in Honduras" /><category term="Family commitments" /><category term="Cafe" /><category term="Honduras" /><category term="Family Activities" /><category term="Victor and Valerie on a mission" /><category term="Lisa Anderson-Umana" /><category term="Steelers" /><category term="CCI/LA staff meeting" /><category term="ballet performance" /><category term="Victor and Valerie" /><category term="Los Seniors" /><category term="Deportes" /><category term="spiritual development" /><category term="Reencuetros" /><category term="Visits from friends to Honduras" /><category term="Father's Day" /><title>The Umana Anderson Journal</title><subtitle type="html">Este blog fue creado con el fin de facilitar la comunicacion entre Lisa, Valerie, Victor y Alfredo cuando uno de nosotros esta fuera de la casa. No queremos perder los diferentes sentimientos y experiencias que como familia disfrutamos.</subtitle><link rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://umanaanderson.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://umanaanderson.blogspot.com/" /><link rel="next" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8303122207219561373/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25&amp;redirect=false&amp;v=2" /><author><name>Alfredo Enrique Umana Martinez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09190085763762976213</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>68</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><atom10:link xmlns:atom10="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/TheUmanaAndersonJournal" /><feedburner:info uri="theumanaandersonjournal" /><atom10:link xmlns:atom10="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" rel="hub" href="http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/" /><feedburner:emailServiceId>TheUmanaAndersonJournal</feedburner:emailServiceId><feedburner:feedburnerHostname>http://feedburner.google.com</feedburner:feedburnerHostname><feedburner:browserFriendly></feedburner:browserFriendly><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DUIBRH04cCp7ImA9WxBbFEQ.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8303122207219561373.post-5943249015530586573</id><published>2010-03-13T08:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-13T08:25:55.338-08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-03-13T08:25:55.338-08:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Victor and Valerie on a mission" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Silvia Umana" /><title>Valerie and Victor on a mission to serve their Aunt Silvia who is sick</title><content type="html">&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e5kzKOIka-8/S5u723Dw27I/AAAAAAAAAfU/4Q8XtOGFuJU/s1600-h/DSC_0437.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e5kzKOIka-8/S5u723Dw27I/AAAAAAAAAfU/4Q8XtOGFuJU/s400/DSC_0437.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448154725401811890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here's the latest report directly from the scene, as reported by Aunt Silvia herself:&lt;br /&gt;Good morning!  &lt;p class="MsoPlainText"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoPlainText"&gt;I just want to tell you about my latest blessing...&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoPlainText"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoPlainText"&gt;Victor and Valerie got together and decided that their parents are&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;busy people, and since they needed to come see their aunt because she has been sick, they would take a bus to SPS and come with Jeidin, who works with the family. They sold the idea to Jeidin and convinced her. Later on they went and informed their parents of their decision... and permissions were granted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoPlainText"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoPlainText"&gt;They traveled to San Pedro Sula yesterday.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;They took Hedman Alas at 5:30 and got to the Umaña house at 11:30 pm. They came in exhausted but happy! By then, I was already exhausted myself. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoPlainText"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoPlainText"&gt;We have the air conditioning running in the living room. When they get here they sit on the couch with me, one at each side, and they just hug me.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;After a while, Victor says: "Tía, why do you have bruises on your arms?" I say: Well, it's because of my condition...my skin has gotten thinner, and since they have been drawing blood&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I get these bruises..." We remaing quiet for a little while and then I say... "Also because I am sick I look the way I do. My puffy eyes and swollen face and neck, my hair is thinner too..." They turn to me surprised and look at me as if seeing me for the first time... and Victor says: "Oh, I had not seen that...." and Valerie says: "Really tía, I didn't notice..." They are quiet for a few more seconds and then Valerie says: "We love you , you know?..." &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoPlainText"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoPlainText"&gt;Unconditional love! Very hard not to cry!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoPlainText"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoPlainText"&gt;So my love tanks are already getting be filled this weekend...&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoPlainText"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoPlainText"&gt;Y yo no podría sentirme más amada y bendecida!!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoPlainText"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoPlainText"&gt;Gracias Lisa y Alfredo por permitirles viajar!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8303122207219561373-5943249015530586573?l=umanaanderson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://umanaanderson.blogspot.com/feeds/5943249015530586573/comments/default" title="Enviar comentarios" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8303122207219561373&amp;postID=5943249015530586573" title="0 comentarios" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8303122207219561373/posts/default/5943249015530586573?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8303122207219561373/posts/default/5943249015530586573?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://umanaanderson.blogspot.com/2010/03/valerie-and-victor-on-mission-to-serve.html" title="Valerie and Victor on a mission to serve their Aunt Silvia who is sick" /><author><name>Alfredo Enrique Umana Martinez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09190085763762976213</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e5kzKOIka-8/S5u723Dw27I/AAAAAAAAAfU/4Q8XtOGFuJU/s72-c/DSC_0437.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;A04GSX0ycSp7ImA9WxNbF08.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8303122207219561373.post-948828234834266103</id><published>2009-11-20T06:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-20T07:12:08.399-08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-11-20T07:12:08.399-08:00</app:edited><title>Victor y su muy personal relación con los libros</title><content type="html">&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e5kzKOIka-8/SwarXZ1WjbI/AAAAAAAAAfM/LJlbj93YbiA/s1600/Victor%27s+Book+Up.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 299px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406196821264862642" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e5kzKOIka-8/SwarXZ1WjbI/AAAAAAAAAfM/LJlbj93YbiA/s400/Victor%27s+Book+Up.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Desde hace algunos años Lisa y yo hemos visto con sorpresa la forma en que Victor usa los libros como material de consulta. En muchas ocasiones hemos estado hablando de algún asunto y Victor nos ha pedido esperarlo mientras va, localiza una información relacionada a lo discutido y regresa para "ilustrarnos" sobre el tema.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Esta semana he comprobado una vez más el nivel de influencia que los libros tienen sobre mi hijo. Desde que vino Mimi (Doris, mi amada madre) hace una semana a la casa, Victor ha estado insistiendo en aprender a costurar y especialmente le pidió a Mimi clases para aprender a "pegar" botones. "Mimi, este libro (Wilderness Explorer's Guide, ver fotografía arriba) dice que debo aprender a costurar y necesito que tú me enseñes." Que más puede pedir una abuela que enseñarle a su nieto una habilidad que le acompañará toda la vida y que más puede pedir un padre que ver a su mamá enseñandole a su hijo con todo amor a pegar un botón.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me impresiona que Victor tenga la capacidad de leer un libro, ser impulsado a hacer lo que el libro le enseña e inclusive buscar a la persona "ideal" para que le ayude a hacer lo que ha leído. No hace mucho tiempo nos visitó nuestro querido amigo Jorge, miembro de Campamentos Cristianos, y cuando Victor se dió cuenta de que él había sido parte de los "niños exploradores", inmediantamente le pidió que le enseñara a hacer fogatas y nudos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Acompáñenme a orar para que los buenos libros sigan siendo parte de la formación de Victor en toda su vida.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8303122207219561373-948828234834266103?l=umanaanderson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://umanaanderson.blogspot.com/feeds/948828234834266103/comments/default" title="Enviar comentarios" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8303122207219561373&amp;postID=948828234834266103" title="0 comentarios" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8303122207219561373/posts/default/948828234834266103?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8303122207219561373/posts/default/948828234834266103?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://umanaanderson.blogspot.com/2009/11/victor-y-su-muy-personal-relacion-con.html" title="Victor y su muy personal relación con los libros" /><author><name>Alfredo Enrique Umana Martinez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09190085763762976213</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e5kzKOIka-8/SwarXZ1WjbI/AAAAAAAAAfM/LJlbj93YbiA/s72-c/Victor%27s+Book+Up.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;Dk8NRH0ycCp7ImA9WxNbFUQ.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8303122207219561373.post-5737434848256134990</id><published>2009-11-18T17:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-18T17:41:35.398-08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-11-18T17:41:35.398-08:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Honduras" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Valerie" /><title>Honduras (written and designed by Valerie)</title><content type="html">&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e5kzKOIka-8/SwSholwxuuI/AAAAAAAAAfE/0Fo9busBgWk/s1600/thumbnail.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 103px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 85px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405623171454974690" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e5kzKOIka-8/SwSholwxuuI/AAAAAAAAAfE/0Fo9busBgWk/s400/thumbnail.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Honduras, Honduras&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;fight, fight, fight&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;till you get it right&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Honduras, Honduras&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You're doing just right&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;fight, fight, fight&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Yeah!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8303122207219561373-5737434848256134990?l=umanaanderson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://umanaanderson.blogspot.com/feeds/5737434848256134990/comments/default" title="Enviar comentarios" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8303122207219561373&amp;postID=5737434848256134990" title="1 comentarios" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8303122207219561373/posts/default/5737434848256134990?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8303122207219561373/posts/default/5737434848256134990?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://umanaanderson.blogspot.com/2009/11/honduras-written-and-designed-by.html" title="Honduras (written and designed by Valerie)" /><author><name>Alfredo Enrique Umana Martinez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09190085763762976213</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e5kzKOIka-8/SwSholwxuuI/AAAAAAAAAfE/0Fo9busBgWk/s72-c/thumbnail.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CEYNRXw8cSp7ImA9WxNbFUQ.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8303122207219561373.post-3312100517301454359</id><published>2009-11-18T16:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-18T16:56:34.279-08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-11-18T16:56:34.279-08:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Casa" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Proyectos" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Lisa Anderson-Umana" /><title>El ultimo proyecto de Lisita</title><content type="html">Mi esposa esta en Chicago, pero su poder creativo sigue manifestandose en casa a traves de las habiles manos de Don Carlos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 299px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405611404630135250" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e5kzKOIka-8/SwSW7q7HkdI/AAAAAAAAAe0/TFO_rZCIJ9w/s400/P1010511.JPG" /&gt;El clima de nuestra casa es una delicia, noviembre ya esta aqui y diciembre ya viene!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 299px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405611732790663922" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e5kzKOIka-8/SwSXOxar2vI/AAAAAAAAAe8/MflwCw5M8kw/s400/P1010512.JPG" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8303122207219561373-3312100517301454359?l=umanaanderson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://umanaanderson.blogspot.com/feeds/3312100517301454359/comments/default" title="Enviar comentarios" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8303122207219561373&amp;postID=3312100517301454359" title="0 comentarios" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8303122207219561373/posts/default/3312100517301454359?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8303122207219561373/posts/default/3312100517301454359?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://umanaanderson.blogspot.com/2009/11/el-ultimo-proyecto-de-lisita.html" title="El ultimo proyecto de Lisita" /><author><name>Alfredo Enrique Umana Martinez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09190085763762976213</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e5kzKOIka-8/SwSW7q7HkdI/AAAAAAAAAe0/TFO_rZCIJ9w/s72-c/P1010511.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;C0AFQ384fip7ImA9WxNbFUQ.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8303122207219561373.post-5570238885656632607</id><published>2009-11-18T15:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-18T16:48:32.136-08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-11-18T16:48:32.136-08:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Valerie" /><title>Christmas presents Valerie's Style</title><content type="html">&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 299px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405597691047803410" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e5kzKOIka-8/SwSKdb2TehI/AAAAAAAAAeM/yvyRHc70uLc/s400/P1010507.JPG" /&gt;"This is something I want to do now, so I can get a good start on it" Esta es una expresion de Valerie que describe muy bien la forma en que desde ahora hace las cosas. Hoy 18 de noviembre empezó a preparar sus regalos navideños.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Todo empieza por colorear unas lindas piedras con colores solidos...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e5kzKOIka-8/SwSTvA4AAAI/AAAAAAAAAec/gUr4SaPOThk/s1600/P1010508.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 239px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405607888649453570" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e5kzKOIka-8/SwSTvA4AAAI/AAAAAAAAAec/gUr4SaPOThk/s320/P1010508.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;...Valerie piensa en la persona a la cual le dará cada piedrita y la pinta con el color que esa persona le inspira...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e5kzKOIka-8/SwSUd_UwJMI/AAAAAAAAAek/qctRw1dO5w8/s1600/P1010510.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 239px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405608695687029954" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e5kzKOIka-8/SwSUd_UwJMI/AAAAAAAAAek/qctRw1dO5w8/s320/P1010510.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Valerie con Biblia en mano escoge el versículo que le quiere dedicar a la persona para la cual prepara el regalo, lo marca con el nombre de la persona y finalmente transcribe el texto a la piedrita.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;De mas esta decir que el padre de Valerie no pudo contener su alegría al ver a su hija demostrar su amor a otros, su afición por las manualidades y sobre todo verle usar la Palabra de Dios como el mejor recurso para bendecir a otros. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8303122207219561373-5570238885656632607?l=umanaanderson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://umanaanderson.blogspot.com/feeds/5570238885656632607/comments/default" title="Enviar comentarios" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8303122207219561373&amp;postID=5570238885656632607" title="0 comentarios" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8303122207219561373/posts/default/5570238885656632607?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8303122207219561373/posts/default/5570238885656632607?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://umanaanderson.blogspot.com/2009/11/christmas-presents-valeries-style.html" title="Christmas presents Valerie's Style" /><author><name>Alfredo Enrique Umana Martinez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09190085763762976213</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e5kzKOIka-8/SwSKdb2TehI/AAAAAAAAAeM/yvyRHc70uLc/s72-c/P1010507.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;AkAARXw_eSp7ImA9WxNUFkQ.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8303122207219561373.post-1255516422386849941</id><published>2009-11-08T08:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-08T08:45:44.241-08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-11-08T08:45:44.241-08:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="personal reflections" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Valerie Umana-Anderson" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Lisa Anderson-Umana" /><title>My  Water  Dog by Valerie Umana-Anderson</title><content type="html">&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e5kzKOIka-8/Svb0Y34xeXI/AAAAAAAAAeE/X9StzNmY5Qs/s1600-h/DSCF4360.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e5kzKOIka-8/Svb0Y34xeXI/AAAAAAAAAeE/X9StzNmY5Qs/s400/DSCF4360.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401773511233599858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I have a water dog ! She is so funny .Her name is fofer. We have a pond   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;! We just splash&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;and she chases after the water !&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;My brother got a sprinkler and my dog ripped it up !&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;I am also am a water bug , so we have two water bugs&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;in the famiy ! &lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;my favorite Book: The midnight mystery&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;I think this book is super cool ! Because it is like a mystery book and I like mystery books almost as&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;much as I like Winnie the horse gentler books!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;Valerie&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;age 9&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Honduras&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8303122207219561373-1255516422386849941?l=umanaanderson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://umanaanderson.blogspot.com/feeds/1255516422386849941/comments/default" title="Enviar comentarios" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8303122207219561373&amp;postID=1255516422386849941" title="0 comentarios" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8303122207219561373/posts/default/1255516422386849941?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8303122207219561373/posts/default/1255516422386849941?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://umanaanderson.blogspot.com/2009/11/my-water-dog-by-valerie-umana-anderson.html" title="My  Water  Dog by Valerie Umana-Anderson" /><author><name>Alfredo Enrique Umana Martinez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09190085763762976213</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e5kzKOIka-8/Svb0Y34xeXI/AAAAAAAAAeE/X9StzNmY5Qs/s72-c/DSCF4360.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;A0cMQ3YyeSp7ImA9WxNVFUU.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8303122207219561373.post-9076833230418773736</id><published>2009-10-26T13:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-26T13:31:22.891-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-10-26T13:31:22.891-07:00</app:edited><title>Sitiados</title><content type="html">&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e5kzKOIka-8/SuYHDZFI94I/AAAAAAAAAd0/zph40To1zRw/s1600-h/Sitiados+por+los+hijos+de+Fofer.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 291px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397008958303565698" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e5kzKOIka-8/SuYHDZFI94I/AAAAAAAAAd0/zph40To1zRw/s400/Sitiados+por+los+hijos+de+Fofer.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;El ingreso a nuestra casa se ha visto obstaculizado ultimamente por ciertas criaturas peludas de color negro y cafe. No queremos revelar los nombres publicamente, pero contamos con una foto que evidencia esta acusacion!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8303122207219561373-9076833230418773736?l=umanaanderson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://umanaanderson.blogspot.com/feeds/9076833230418773736/comments/default" title="Enviar comentarios" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8303122207219561373&amp;postID=9076833230418773736" title="0 comentarios" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8303122207219561373/posts/default/9076833230418773736?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8303122207219561373/posts/default/9076833230418773736?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://umanaanderson.blogspot.com/2009/10/sitiados.html" title="Sitiados" /><author><name>Alfredo Enrique Umana Martinez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09190085763762976213</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e5kzKOIka-8/SuYHDZFI94I/AAAAAAAAAd0/zph40To1zRw/s72-c/Sitiados+por+los+hijos+de+Fofer.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DUANRHkzcCp7ImA9WxNVFEU.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8303122207219561373.post-7425813281661602613</id><published>2009-10-25T09:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-25T09:23:15.788-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-10-25T09:23:15.788-07:00</app:edited><title>I"m not going anywhere Mom</title><content type="html">&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:navy;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:10pt;color:navy;"   &gt;Upon seeing the pictures of Valerie and Victor riding the bikes I exclaimed: My babies are not  babies anymore…they look so big…. Where have they  gone?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:navy;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:10pt;color:navy;"   lang="ES-AR" &gt;I’m crying… me hacen  mucha falta uds…&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:navy;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:10pt;color:navy;"   lang="ES-AR" &gt;Alfredo quickly shared that email with the kids and Valerie wrote me back the following:&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:10pt;"  &gt;Mom, I am growing, but  I am not going anywhere yet! Valerie smiling!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:10pt;"  &gt;Love,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:10pt;"  lang="ES" &gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;Valerie&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:navy;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:10pt;color:navy;"   &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;PS I miss you so much! It  is Sunday and we are going to Ecos de la Montaña and are going to ride horses!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:10pt;"  &gt;Lisita:&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:navy;"   &gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:10pt;"  &gt;Since yesterday I am  super Lisasick!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:10pt;"  &gt;Life with out you is  not the same; I do love to share life with you. You bring joy and balance to my  daily living and a lot of love.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:10pt;"  &gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;Your  boyfriend,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:navy;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:10pt;color:navy;"   &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Alfredo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Just this brief exchange of emails connected me to my family. How I appreciate the love and tenderness with which Alfredo expresses himself. Alfredo, your "way with words" was one of the virtues I noticed about you... and it continues to be something that gives me goosebumps to this very day!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Just two more days and we'll be back together again!! Thank you God for this special treat to be away, to be enriched by dipping into the Treasure Chest that relationships (esp. CCI) bring and then getting to return to home in Honduras and enrich my children!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e5kzKOIka-8/SuR6D4uKXoI/AAAAAAAAAds/oSRVErGzhWA/s1600-h/SDC11707.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 289px; height: 216px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e5kzKOIka-8/SuR6D4uKXoI/AAAAAAAAAds/oSRVErGzhWA/s200/SDC11707.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396572460680896130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:navy;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:10pt;color:navy;"   &gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8303122207219561373-7425813281661602613?l=umanaanderson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://umanaanderson.blogspot.com/feeds/7425813281661602613/comments/default" title="Enviar comentarios" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8303122207219561373&amp;postID=7425813281661602613" title="0 comentarios" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8303122207219561373/posts/default/7425813281661602613?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8303122207219561373/posts/default/7425813281661602613?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://umanaanderson.blogspot.com/2009/10/im-not-going-anywhere-mom.html" title="I&quot;m not going anywhere Mom" /><author><name>Alfredo Enrique Umana Martinez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09190085763762976213</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e5kzKOIka-8/SuR6D4uKXoI/AAAAAAAAAds/oSRVErGzhWA/s72-c/SDC11707.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;C0cBQn4_fip7ImA9WxNVFE4.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8303122207219561373.post-6817110322176735596</id><published>2009-10-24T17:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-24T17:37:33.046-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-10-24T17:37:33.046-07:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="familia" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Deportes" /><title>Bicicletas</title><content type="html">&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 100px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396329233555824434" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e5kzKOIka-8/SuOc2NEmnzI/AAAAAAAAAdc/dmatcJgFil0/s200/Victor+en+su+bicicletita.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e5kzKOIka-8/SuObsiV_0MI/AAAAAAAAAdE/r1pr7aNKYA0/s1600-h/Valerie+en+bicicleta.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 100px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396327967955603650" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e5kzKOIka-8/SuObsiV_0MI/AAAAAAAAAdE/r1pr7aNKYA0/s200/Valerie+en+bicicleta.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ayer viernes mientras oraba por la salud de los niños se me ocurrio que deberiamos hacer ejercicio juntos hoy sabado. La gran pregunta es como hacer que los niños hagan ejercicio sin encontrar resistencia? La solucion fue sencilla y creo que puede ser una respuesta interesante a la necesidad que nos ha planteado la doctora de mejorar los niveles de actividad de Valerie: Bicicletas!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ya estando en el lugar, Victor animo a Valerie para que subieran a los arboles, actividad que disfrutaron al maximo y si no vean este rostro...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396328625756571858" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e5kzKOIka-8/SuOcS01-CNI/AAAAAAAAAdU/Gg7XM364Wlk/s200/Valerie+climbing+trees.JPG" /&gt; Una hora en los predios de la Alhambra fueron suficientes para crear camaraderia, hacer ejercicio y disfrutar del aire libre, de los arboles, de las rocas, los perros y los caballos.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396329866218551154" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e5kzKOIka-8/SuOdbB7Jt3I/AAAAAAAAAdk/BsAZnjRiuUs/s200/Brother+and+Sister.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8303122207219561373-6817110322176735596?l=umanaanderson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://umanaanderson.blogspot.com/feeds/6817110322176735596/comments/default" title="Enviar comentarios" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8303122207219561373&amp;postID=6817110322176735596" title="0 comentarios" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8303122207219561373/posts/default/6817110322176735596?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8303122207219561373/posts/default/6817110322176735596?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://umanaanderson.blogspot.com/2009/10/bicicletas.html" title="Bicicletas" /><author><name>Alfredo Enrique Umana Martinez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09190085763762976213</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e5kzKOIka-8/SuOc2NEmnzI/AAAAAAAAAdc/dmatcJgFil0/s72-c/Victor+en+su+bicicletita.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CUYBSXc-fCp7ImA9WxNVE0w.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8303122207219561373.post-3498878879892316330</id><published>2009-10-23T08:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-23T08:52:38.954-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-10-23T08:52:38.954-07:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Family" /><title>Eldelweiss</title><content type="html">&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e5kzKOIka-8/SuHPwySKQHI/AAAAAAAAAcs/pfd0GrjNBLU/s1600-h/Georgvontrapp.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 237px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395822265605177458" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e5kzKOIka-8/SuHPwySKQHI/AAAAAAAAAcs/pfd0GrjNBLU/s320/Georgvontrapp.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ante la salida de mi amada Lisita para Costa Rica en asuntos de trabajo ministerial, me ha tocado la dicha de estar con mis hijitos y atender lo que generalmente atiende mi esposita. He podido recoger niños, llevarlos a sus clases de deportes y de baile, dormir con ellos, escuchar a Valerie contarme de su dia desde que salimos de la clase de natacion hasta que llegamos a su clase de ballet, ver a Victor con su uniforme todo sucio por jugar con los cachorros y muchas otras aventuras.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Esta mañana meditando en la semana, pude finalmente decifrar como me he estado sintiendo. Me identifique claramente con Captain Baron von Trapp-Feliz con mis hijos, pero deseoso de que respondan a las ordenes con el sonido de un silbato-la unica diferencia, a el le funcionaba, a mi no.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Debe ser una cosa de padres a toda madre. Me encanta estar con mis hijos, pero como me gustaria que se adaptaran a un horario. Seria lindo por ejemplo, que les enviase a prepararse para la escuela y que a las siete y quince estuvieran subidos al carro sin tener que estarlos llamando, seria ideal que tuviesen sus abrigos puestos sin tener que andarlos buscando por toda la casa cuando ya deberiamos estar en la escuela, seria una belleza si a las ocho de la noche estuviesen en cama con sus tareas hechas y sin tener que decirles que apaguen la luz y dejen de leer o jugar.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;La gran ventaja que yo tengo es que esta situacion solamente dura los diez dias en que no tengo el apoyo y el compañerismo de mi propia Maria von Trapp.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Se acuerda usted la situacion que se dio en La Novicia Rebelde, cuando Maria se fue al convento por una temporada a meditar en su futuro, recuerda lo que le costo al Capitan enfrentar la realidad solo. Ahora ya puede imaginar algunos de mis retos.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;De todas maneras, estos tiempos son una delicia en muchos sentidos, las lagrimas se me salen al encontrar a mis dos "cachorros" durmiendo en mi cama (aunque me saquen a codazos en la noche). Escuchar sus anecdotas y sus reflexiones:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Valerie: Daddy, me puedes ayudar a revisar el examen de matematicas?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Daddy: Claro hija!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Valerie: Como debo entender este "Stem and leaf Plot Diagram"?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Daddy: Je, je! No se, nunca lo habia visto en mi vida!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Valerie: Ask the phone! Preguntale al celular!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Daddy: Veamos...Wow, aqui hay un video de una clase sobre Stem and Leaf Diagram.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Valerie and Daddy: Viendo ambos el video en el celular&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Valerie: Daddy, no entendi nada y tu?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Daddy: Yo si...contestemos las preguntas&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Valerie: How did you get to be so good in math? Como te hiciste tan bueno en Matematicas?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Daddy: Te aseguro que no fue viendo videos en el celular!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Victor&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Victor in prayer: Dear God, thanks for my family, thanks for my mom who is loving, kind, gentle, patient...well, she is sometimes patient...actually she is specially loving and joyful. Thanks for my Dad who is joyful...well, sometimes joyful...but he is specially gentle and patient. Thanks for my sister, my puppies, my house, amen.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dad: Good prayer Victor.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Victor: Yes, I know...you both have the fruit of the spirit in you, but Mom is most of all joyful and loving and you are specially kind and patient. Good night Dad.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dad: Kissing and loving his son.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8303122207219561373-3498878879892316330?l=umanaanderson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://umanaanderson.blogspot.com/feeds/3498878879892316330/comments/default" title="Enviar comentarios" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8303122207219561373&amp;postID=3498878879892316330" title="0 comentarios" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8303122207219561373/posts/default/3498878879892316330?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8303122207219561373/posts/default/3498878879892316330?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://umanaanderson.blogspot.com/2009/10/eldelweiss.html" title="Eldelweiss" /><author><name>Alfredo Enrique Umana Martinez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09190085763762976213</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e5kzKOIka-8/SuHPwySKQHI/AAAAAAAAAcs/pfd0GrjNBLU/s72-c/Georgvontrapp.gif" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;D04ERXo4eCp7ImA9WxNVEk4.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8303122207219561373.post-4047265959354581423</id><published>2009-10-22T11:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-22T11:25:04.430-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-10-22T11:25:04.430-07:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="CCI/LA staff meeting" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Children playing with puppies" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Lisa Anderson-Umana" /><title /><content type="html">&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e5kzKOIka-8/SuChS34NPrI/AAAAAAAAAcE/epePDqVRSjg/s1600-h/DSC_0001%5B1%5D"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e5kzKOIka-8/SuChS34NPrI/AAAAAAAAAcE/epePDqVRSjg/s320/DSC_0001%5B1%5D" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395489699199270578" border="0" /&gt;Don CArlos &lt;/a&gt;built this little rowboat for the kids! This was our third (and final) attempt at building a boat! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e5kzKOIka-8/SuChTYsNUcI/AAAAAAAAAcU/7j8AZOgSKSA/s1600-h/DSC_0004%5B1%5D"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e5kzKOIka-8/SuChTYsNUcI/AAAAAAAAAcU/7j8AZOgSKSA/s320/DSC_0004%5B1%5D" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395489708007313858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Valerie and Victor love to play with Fofer's puppies... I"m not so sure the puppy is as excited as they are!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e5kzKOIka-8/SuChTN3blxI/AAAAAAAAAcM/mjjQjqCACDE/s1600-h/DSC_0003%5B1%5D"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e5kzKOIka-8/SuChTN3blxI/AAAAAAAAAcM/mjjQjqCACDE/s320/DSC_0003%5B1%5D" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395489705101596434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Where the kids go... so go the puppies! This one is called Molly!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lisa has just arrived to Costa Rica and is fully engaged in their annual staff meeting (see blog).. here are the Bob's showing off their high tec equipment!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e5kzKOIka-8/SuChTrl5qVI/AAAAAAAAAcc/tVNUGKqcEss/s1600-h/DSC_0009%5B1%5D"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e5kzKOIka-8/SuChTrl5qVI/AAAAAAAAAcc/tVNUGKqcEss/s320/DSC_0009%5B1%5D" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395489713081133394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love Robert's Palm Treo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e5kzKOIka-8/SuChUG71KmI/AAAAAAAAAck/0wpJU4dZXs8/s1600-h/DSC_0010%5B1%5D"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e5kzKOIka-8/SuChUG71KmI/AAAAAAAAAck/0wpJU4dZXs8/s320/DSC_0010%5B1%5D" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395489720420870754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8303122207219561373-4047265959354581423?l=umanaanderson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://umanaanderson.blogspot.com/feeds/4047265959354581423/comments/default" title="Enviar comentarios" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8303122207219561373&amp;postID=4047265959354581423" title="0 comentarios" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8303122207219561373/posts/default/4047265959354581423?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8303122207219561373/posts/default/4047265959354581423?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://umanaanderson.blogspot.com/2009/10/don-carlos-built-this-little-rowboat.html" title="" /><author><name>Alfredo Enrique Umana Martinez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09190085763762976213</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e5kzKOIka-8/SuChS34NPrI/AAAAAAAAAcE/epePDqVRSjg/s72-c/DSC_0001%5B1%5D" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DkIAQH44eip7ImA9WxJTF0o.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8303122207219561373.post-5843152751908996511</id><published>2009-04-26T12:34:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-26T12:35:41.032-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-04-26T12:35:41.032-07:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Steelers" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Lisa Anderson-Umana" /><title>Lisa watching the Steelers in Costa Rica!</title><content type="html">&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e5kzKOIka-8/SfS3bNuvPcI/AAAAAAAAAbg/LBn1xIFys6Q/s1600-h/lisa+watching+superbowl+2009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e5kzKOIka-8/SfS3bNuvPcI/AAAAAAAAAbg/LBn1xIFys6Q/s320/lisa+watching+superbowl+2009.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329085937256185282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;we are the Champions! yeah baby!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8303122207219561373-5843152751908996511?l=umanaanderson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://umanaanderson.blogspot.com/feeds/5843152751908996511/comments/default" title="Enviar comentarios" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8303122207219561373&amp;postID=5843152751908996511" title="0 comentarios" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8303122207219561373/posts/default/5843152751908996511?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8303122207219561373/posts/default/5843152751908996511?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://umanaanderson.blogspot.com/2009/04/lisa-watching-steelers-in-costa-rica.html" title="Lisa watching the Steelers in Costa Rica!" /><author><name>Alfredo Enrique Umana Martinez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09190085763762976213</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e5kzKOIka-8/SfS3bNuvPcI/AAAAAAAAAbg/LBn1xIFys6Q/s72-c/lisa+watching+superbowl+2009.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;D08GRH07cSp7ImA9WxVbEkw.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8303122207219561373.post-4331244924547009118</id><published>2009-03-27T21:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-27T21:50:25.309-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-03-27T21:50:25.309-07:00</app:edited><title>Las Abejas de Mimi y Papi</title><content type="html">Los bomberos llegaron a la casa de Mimi y Papi para lograr la retirada de un ejercito de ocupadas abejitas. Como resultado se descubrio que las residentes inesperadas de la casa Umaña Martinez habian producido en su colmena la rica miel que destila del panal. &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318093099778220130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 239px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e5kzKOIka-8/Sc2pf268oGI/AAAAAAAAAaw/l5LiK9P5Gyg/s320/P1010097.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Mimi tuvo a bien trasladar el panal aun cargado de miel desde San Pedro Sula hasta Tegucigalpa con la ilusion de que sus nietos disfrutaran esta maravilla de la creacion de Dios. Las fotos a continuacion muestran el exito de Mimi en involucrar a sus descendientes en tan emocionante proceso de recoleccion.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318093753199146610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 239px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e5kzKOIka-8/Sc2qF5GotnI/AAAAAAAAAa4/XB-fHaRzmS8/s320/P1010101.JPG" border="0" /&gt; El proceso fue tambien disfrutado en compañia de la Tia Silvia que vino desde Siguatepeque para asesorar el proceso apicola.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318094322366983522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 239px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e5kzKOIka-8/Sc2qnBa0rWI/AAAAAAAAAbA/HNyiLW0NSAU/s320/P1010099.JPG" border="0" /&gt; Una vez que la miel fue extraida del panal por los laboriosos trabajadores del Apiario de Doña Doris, se procedio a su embotellamiento. La orgullosa criadora de abejas muestra su producto.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318095003029780018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 239px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e5kzKOIka-8/Sc2rOpFetjI/AAAAAAAAAbI/qMqtAKwGKF4/s320/P1010102.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;El momento esperado llego y con la ayuda de Jeivin, la MIEL PURA fue degustada con leche y en los ricos panqueques.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318095615616801058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 239px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e5kzKOIka-8/Sc2ryTJm2SI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/xbmo6D-PHpI/s320/P1010096.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318095917579972178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 239px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e5kzKOIka-8/Sc2sD4DPLlI/AAAAAAAAAbY/tQcDukwJrbk/s320/P1010095.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8303122207219561373-4331244924547009118?l=umanaanderson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://umanaanderson.blogspot.com/feeds/4331244924547009118/comments/default" title="Enviar comentarios" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8303122207219561373&amp;postID=4331244924547009118" title="1 comentarios" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8303122207219561373/posts/default/4331244924547009118?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8303122207219561373/posts/default/4331244924547009118?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://umanaanderson.blogspot.com/2009/03/las-abejas-de-mimi-y-papi.html" title="Las Abejas de Mimi y Papi" /><author><name>Alfredo Enrique Umana Martinez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09190085763762976213</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e5kzKOIka-8/Sc2pf268oGI/AAAAAAAAAaw/l5LiK9P5Gyg/s72-c/P1010097.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;Ck4BQX0_cSp7ImA9WxVUGUw.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8303122207219561373.post-7774328741101116403</id><published>2009-03-24T09:07:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-24T09:09:10.349-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-03-24T09:09:10.349-07:00</app:edited><title>Missing Mom... Valerie and Victor's notes of love...</title><content type="html">&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e5kzKOIka-8/SckFdK67RPI/AAAAAAAAAag/sfbRgkpF78k/s1600-h/notes+from+kids+while+I+am+at+TIU.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 309px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e5kzKOIka-8/SckFdK67RPI/AAAAAAAAAag/sfbRgkpF78k/s400/notes+from+kids+while+I+am+at+TIU.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316786833793434866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom is away studying at Trinity in Chicago and missing her children terribly...these notes of love ease the pain!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8303122207219561373-7774328741101116403?l=umanaanderson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://umanaanderson.blogspot.com/feeds/7774328741101116403/comments/default" title="Enviar comentarios" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8303122207219561373&amp;postID=7774328741101116403" title="0 comentarios" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8303122207219561373/posts/default/7774328741101116403?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8303122207219561373/posts/default/7774328741101116403?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://umanaanderson.blogspot.com/2009/03/missing-mom-valerie-and-victors-notes.html" title="Missing Mom... Valerie and Victor's notes of love..." /><author><name>Alfredo Enrique Umana Martinez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09190085763762976213</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e5kzKOIka-8/SckFdK67RPI/AAAAAAAAAag/sfbRgkpF78k/s72-c/notes+from+kids+while+I+am+at+TIU.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;Ck8FSXg-fyp7ImA9WxVUGUw.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8303122207219561373.post-2761579817975667975</id><published>2009-03-24T09:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-24T09:06:58.657-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-03-24T09:06:58.657-07:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="ballet performance" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Valerie Umana-Anderson" /><title>Valerie's Ballet performance makes the newspapers! The beauty and the beast!</title><content type="html">&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e5kzKOIka-8/SckE1bKyWXI/AAAAAAAAAaY/ADcd2qVg298/s1600-h/Reportaje+La+Tribuna+sobre+Pavlova_Page_2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 309px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e5kzKOIka-8/SckE1bKyWXI/AAAAAAAAAaY/ADcd2qVg298/s400/Reportaje+La+Tribuna+sobre+Pavlova_Page_2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316786150960159090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e5kzKOIka-8/SckE1IvoaGI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/uRVrVZbFQCI/s1600-h/Reportaje+La+Tribuna+sobre+Pavlova_Page_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 309px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e5kzKOIka-8/SckE1IvoaGI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/uRVrVZbFQCI/s400/Reportaje+La+Tribuna+sobre+Pavlova_Page_1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316786146014423138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8303122207219561373-2761579817975667975?l=umanaanderson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://umanaanderson.blogspot.com/feeds/2761579817975667975/comments/default" title="Enviar comentarios" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8303122207219561373&amp;postID=2761579817975667975" title="0 comentarios" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8303122207219561373/posts/default/2761579817975667975?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8303122207219561373/posts/default/2761579817975667975?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://umanaanderson.blogspot.com/2009/03/valeries-ballet-performance-makes.html" title="Valerie's Ballet performance makes the newspapers! The beauty and the beast!" /><author><name>Alfredo Enrique Umana Martinez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09190085763762976213</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e5kzKOIka-8/SckE1bKyWXI/AAAAAAAAAaY/ADcd2qVg298/s72-c/Reportaje+La+Tribuna+sobre+Pavlova_Page_2.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;D0cMSX87eip7ImA9WxVUFEQ.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8303122207219561373.post-2699811350314796774</id><published>2009-03-19T13:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-19T13:38:08.102-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-03-19T13:38:08.102-07:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Valerie Umana-Anderson" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Umana-Anderson Family" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Lisa Anderson-Umana" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Father's Day" /><title>Father's Day Video clips for  Dad</title><content type="html">&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/HFeqfARXvhc&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/HFeqfARXvhc&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/vV3juO4JxBQ&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/vV3juO4JxBQ&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8303122207219561373-2699811350314796774?l=umanaanderson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://umanaanderson.blogspot.com/feeds/2699811350314796774/comments/default" title="Enviar comentarios" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8303122207219561373&amp;postID=2699811350314796774" title="0 comentarios" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8303122207219561373/posts/default/2699811350314796774?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8303122207219561373/posts/default/2699811350314796774?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://umanaanderson.blogspot.com/2009/03/fathers-day-video-clips-for-dad.html" title="Father's Day Video clips for  Dad" /><author><name>Alfredo Enrique Umana Martinez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09190085763762976213</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 gd:etag="W/&quot;CUUAQ3o5fip7ImA9WxVUFEQ.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8303122207219561373.post-4795459216802482551</id><published>2009-03-19T12:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-19T13:07:22.426-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-03-19T13:07:22.426-07:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Victor" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Valerie Umana-Anderson" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Umana-Anderson Family" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Lisa Anderson-Umana" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Father's Day" /><title>Celebrating Father's Day with Mr. Mom! 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Dad is working in La Ceiba!" /><author><name>Alfredo Enrique Umana Martinez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09190085763762976213</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e5kzKOIka-8/ScKk0lgvGFI/AAAAAAAAAaI/7MliB4yG19k/s72-c/DSC_0291.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CUIMSX09fCp7ImA9WxVVGUw.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8303122207219561373.post-5859022300933962743</id><published>2009-03-12T20:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-12T20:06:28.364-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-03-12T20:06:28.364-07:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="blessings" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Lisa Anderson-Umana" /><title>Una nota de bendicion inesperada.... para Lisa de Liz</title><content type="html">&lt;table border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0"&gt; &lt;tbody&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td valign="top"&gt; &lt;div&gt;Hola Lisa,&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;Ayer me acorde mucho de tí, digo siempre te tengo presente. Pero  particularmente me acorde porque fui a una platica de padres y dieron de  referencia biblica el libro de How to talk to the kids... ya sabes aquél que me  prestaste y recomendaste mucho.&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;Estos libros se me han hecho ya como de cabecera. Pero quería decirte si es  que no te lo he dicho antes, has sido una influencia muy positiva a lo largo de  mi vida, si no es que de las más influyentes.&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;Te tengo un cariño muy especial y mucho de como queiro llegar a ser en el  area espiritual y como mamá lo ví en tí, cuando te veia trabajar y cuidar a tus  hijos...A veces no entendía cosas, como que te ibas a dormir y yo trabajaba,  ahora con 2 peques se que hay ratos que es netamente indispensable para  seguirle. &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;En fin hay muchas cosas que me comienzan hacer sentido y sinceramente  agradezco el haberme topado en tu camino o tu en el mio! jajaj&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;Te mando un abrazo con mucho cariño!&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:comic sans ms;font-size:100%;color:#00bf60;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Liz  Saenz&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8303122207219561373-5859022300933962743?l=umanaanderson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://umanaanderson.blogspot.com/feeds/5859022300933962743/comments/default" title="Enviar comentarios" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8303122207219561373&amp;postID=5859022300933962743" title="0 comentarios" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8303122207219561373/posts/default/5859022300933962743?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8303122207219561373/posts/default/5859022300933962743?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://umanaanderson.blogspot.com/2009/03/una-nota-de-bendicion-inesperada-para.html" title="Una nota de bendicion inesperada.... para Lisa de Liz" /><author><name>Alfredo Enrique Umana Martinez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09190085763762976213</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 gd:etag="W/&quot;DU4HQ3w7eCp7ImA9WxVWFU4.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8303122207219561373.post-1596458872117030187</id><published>2009-02-24T20:58:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-24T20:58:52.200-08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-02-24T20:58:52.200-08:00</app:edited><title>Valerie For Mayor (Valeria para Alcalde)</title><content type="html">Valerie para Alcalde! Yes she can!&lt;br /&gt;Vea las reglas de la carrera hacia la alcaldia de la clase de Valerie.&lt;br /&gt;Disfrute y comparta la plataforma politica establecida por nuestra maxima lidereza Valerie Shannon Umana Anderson para su partido el Bluacks (por la combinacion del Blue y el Black, colores oficiales de su publicidad).&lt;br /&gt;No deje de admirar uno de los posters que seran colocados para animar a los votantes y los banderines que sus seguidores utilizaran durante su discurso.&lt;br /&gt;No olvide orar por el discurso que Valerie compartira ante todo el electorado este proximo Jueves 26 de Febrero.&lt;br /&gt;Todo por la Gloria de Dios! como reza su slogan.&lt;br /&gt;Esperamos su apoyo.&lt;div style="width:477px;text-align:left" id="__ss_1066766"&gt;&lt;a style="font:14px Helvetica,Arial,Sans-serif;display:block;margin:12px 0 3px 0;text-decoration:underline;" href="http://www.slideshare.net/Alfredoumana/valerie-for-mayor-valeria-para-alcalde?type=document" title="Valerie For Mayor (Valeria para Alcalde)"&gt;Valerie For Mayor (Valeria para Alcalde)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;object style="margin:0px" width="477" height="510"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://static.slideshare.net/swf/ssplayerd.swf?doc=ValerieforMayor-090224223755-phpapp01&amp;stripped_title=valerie-for-mayor-valeria-para-alcalde" /&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"/&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always"/&gt;&lt;embed src="http://static.slideshare.net/swf/ssplayerd.swf?doc=ValerieforMayor-090224223755-phpapp01&amp;stripped_title=valerie-for-mayor-valeria-para-alcalde" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="477" height="510"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div style="font-size:11px;font-family:tahoma,arial;height:26px;padding-top:2px;"&gt;View more &lt;a style="text-decoration:underline;" href="http://www.slideshare.net/"&gt;documents&lt;/a&gt; from &lt;a style="text-decoration:underline;" href="http://www.slideshare.net/Alfredoumana"&gt;Alfredo Umana&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8303122207219561373-1596458872117030187?l=umanaanderson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://umanaanderson.blogspot.com/feeds/1596458872117030187/comments/default" title="Enviar comentarios" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8303122207219561373&amp;postID=1596458872117030187" title="0 comentarios" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8303122207219561373/posts/default/1596458872117030187?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8303122207219561373/posts/default/1596458872117030187?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://umanaanderson.blogspot.com/2009/02/valerie-for-mayor-valeria-para-alcalde.html" title="Valerie For Mayor (Valeria para Alcalde)" /><author><name>Alfredo Enrique Umana Martinez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09190085763762976213</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 gd:etag="W/&quot;DUYNSXY9fCp7ImA9WxVXFEo.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8303122207219561373.post-1495088076256705220</id><published>2009-02-12T14:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-12T14:19:58.864-08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-02-12T14:19:58.864-08:00</app:edited><title>The "pet" is at school!</title><content type="html">&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e5kzKOIka-8/SZSgevsS0kI/AAAAAAAAAZI/HVbxZVIUmy0/s1600-h/Father+Son+Activities+253.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302039111380685378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 239px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e5kzKOIka-8/SZSgevsS0kI/AAAAAAAAAZI/HVbxZVIUmy0/s320/Father+Son+Activities+253.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Valerie's hamster is at school. La clase lo recibio este jueves 12 de febrero del 2009 con bombos y platillos.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8303122207219561373-1495088076256705220?l=umanaanderson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://umanaanderson.blogspot.com/feeds/1495088076256705220/comments/default" title="Enviar comentarios" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8303122207219561373&amp;postID=1495088076256705220" title="1 comentarios" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8303122207219561373/posts/default/1495088076256705220?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8303122207219561373/posts/default/1495088076256705220?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://umanaanderson.blogspot.com/2009/02/pet-is-at-school.html" title="The &quot;pet&quot; is at school!" /><author><name>Alfredo Enrique Umana Martinez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09190085763762976213</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e5kzKOIka-8/SZSgevsS0kI/AAAAAAAAAZI/HVbxZVIUmy0/s72-c/Father+Son+Activities+253.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DkcMRngyfCp7ImA9WxVXEEo.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8303122207219561373.post-3073908316124802134</id><published>2009-02-07T21:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-07T22:21:27.694-08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-02-07T22:21:27.694-08:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Cafe" /><title>Cafe Heidy, del Jardin Boscoso a su Taza</title><content type="html">En nuestro ultimo reporte desde la Finca de los Umana Anderson el cafe habia sido cortado, despulpado, secado al sol y descascarado. Lo dejamos listo para ser tostado. Gracias a la persistencia caracteristica de&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e5kzKOIka-8/SY5uJPB8mDI/AAAAAAAAAX8/fPcjYMbXWig/s1600-h/Un+dia+en+la+Finca+Umana+Anderson+(Continuacion)+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; nuestra Valerie, el proceso no se detuvo y el cafe ingreso al horno.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300297240375527170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 299px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e5kzKOIka-8/SY5wQgiRBwI/AAAAAAAAAYc/quQ9mZGIUFg/s400/Un+dia+en+la+Finca+Umana+Anderson+(Continuacion)+003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;El delicioso olor a cafe tostado inundo las instalaciones de la fabrica (la casa) y el humo tambien. Entre tostadito y quemadito el cafecito estuvo listo para ser molido.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300297618918681922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 299px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e5kzKOIka-8/SY5wmit_LUI/AAAAAAAAAYk/G1zTskT1OII/s400/Un+dia+en+la+Finca+Umana+Anderson+(Continuacion)+004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;El rostro de Valerie brillaba cuando los granos tostados salieron del horno y estaban listos para ser molidos. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300296873517669730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 299px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e5kzKOIka-8/SY5v7J4iXWI/AAAAAAAAAYU/fe-ek4TeOyA/s400/Un+dia+en+la+Finca+Umana+Anderson+(Continuacion)+005.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Finalmente, llegaba el momento de envasar en los botes que por solicitud de Valerie trajo Mimi desde San Pedro Sula (vale la pena mencionar que Valerie planifico y encargo los botes desde el jueves que llamo a Mimi avisando que venia)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300298739611640210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 299px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e5kzKOIka-8/SY5xnxoAoZI/AAAAAAAAAYs/9lLC45Y7iZg/s400/Un+dia+en+la+Finca+Umana+Anderson+(Continuacion)+008.jpg" border="0" /&gt; Mientras el proceso de produccion llegaba a su fin, el proceso de Mercadeo apenas inicia, con la participacion de los gerentes propietarios del negocio que estan apasionados por su producto, los comerciales han empezado a prepararse, ya existe un jingle que fue suministrado a este reportero escrito a mano en un papel para ser transcrito literalmente en este envio noticioso:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"♫♪ Si estas buskando rico cafe, pues puedes tomar cafe heidies, muy rico y tiene sabor y es el mejor de aqui. Caaaaaaaaaaaafe heyidi ♫♪"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tuvimos tambien el gusto de escuchar el arreglo musical que en algun momento sonara en las radios locales.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;No podian faltar sin embargo los anuncios graficos y para eso los mismos productores nos sirvieron como modelos. Quien mejor que los orgullosos duenios del producto y la marca para presentar este nuevo cafe al mundo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300302068685285138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 299px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e5kzKOIka-8/SY50pjZBJxI/AAAAAAAAAY0/pjGROF_Gkhk/s400/Presentacion+Oficial.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nada escapa al cuidado de estos noveles empresarios Honduro - Americanos, ellos saben que se puede tener un producto de alta calidad y una publicidad de lujo, pero la imagen de marca reflejada en el empaque es indispensable para ganarse un lugar en los anaqueles de los puestos de venta. Por esa razon se encargo al diseniador grafico Victor Alfredo Umana esta delicada tarea de definir el font, el color y el tamanio de la letra que identificaria nuestro empaque.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300303152396434226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 299px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e5kzKOIka-8/SY51ooh4-zI/AAAAAAAAAY8/dtdD8Zd-5lk/s400/Un+dia+en+la+Finca+Umana+Anderson+(Continuacion)+018.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aqui lo tiene, son las diez de la noche y el proceso desde la recoleccion hasta su envase de lujo ha tomado un dia de trabajo. Cansados, pero con la satisfaccion de ofrecer al paladar de los consumidores un cafe de altura, unico en su clase, los cafetaleros de El Hatillo finalmente se retiran a sus habitaciones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saben que maniana se podran despertar a saborear el fruto de su trabajo en una taza de "Cafe Heidy" acompaniada de deliciosas "Rosquillas Tito".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reporto para ustedes desde la Finca de los Umana Anderson, Alfredo Enrique Umana.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8303122207219561373-3073908316124802134?l=umanaanderson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://umanaanderson.blogspot.com/feeds/3073908316124802134/comments/default" title="Enviar comentarios" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8303122207219561373&amp;postID=3073908316124802134" title="1 comentarios" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8303122207219561373/posts/default/3073908316124802134?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8303122207219561373/posts/default/3073908316124802134?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://umanaanderson.blogspot.com/2009/02/cafe-heidy-del-jardin-boscoso-su-taza.html" title="Cafe Heidy, del Jardin Boscoso a su Taza" /><author><name>Alfredo Enrique Umana Martinez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09190085763762976213</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e5kzKOIka-8/SY5wQgiRBwI/AAAAAAAAAYc/quQ9mZGIUFg/s72-c/Un+dia+en+la+Finca+Umana+Anderson+(Continuacion)+003.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DEMHQnc8fip7ImA9WxVXEEk.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8303122207219561373.post-3048093600975733432</id><published>2009-02-07T12:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-07T14:40:33.976-08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-02-07T14:40:33.976-08:00</app:edited><title>Un dia en la Finca Umana Anderson</title><content type="html">&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mientras Mimi nos amenizaba con la siguiente cancion del autor salvadorenio Pancho Lara, Heidy, Valerie y Victor se aprestaban a salir de camino a la finca (al jardin boscoso) para cortar cafe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♪♫ Ya coloradió, ya se maduró todo el cafetal. Y las cortadoras vienen muy alegrescon sus canastitos a cortar café. Miren que belleza, miren que hermosura, miren que riqueza, cuanta algarabía, Jesús que alegría en el cafetal. Repletos los delantales las cortadoras van caminando desprendiendo de las ramaslindos rubíes de ricas mieles. Se escuchan tristes canciones resonantes carcajadas, y a veces hasta oraciones preludian las más sufridas. Apresurémonos llevemos y a todos los sacos de café que se hace tarde y hay que ter&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e5kzKOIka-8/SY34gFMBMBI/AAAAAAAAAVU/jI4H_MtlNBU/s1600-h/Granos+en+la+rama.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300165566517030930" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 180px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e5kzKOIka-8/SY34gFMBMBI/AAAAAAAAAVU/jI4H_MtlNBU/s200/Granos+en+la+rama.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;minarla tarea al atardecer ♪♫&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Con el delicioso clima de la montania en El Hatillo y unos lindos rayos solares, Heidy dio instrucciones claras a sus companieros de corte. Solamente se deben cosechar los granos rojos y solo se debe desprender el grano sin el pequenio "palito" que une el grano con la rama, si cortan ese "palito" el otro anio el palo no podra dar grano alli.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Con todo entusiasmo "los cortadores" iniciaron su trabajo, tomando en cuenta cada una de las instrucciones recibidas, aunque mas de algun grano verde fue cortado, segun uno de los cortadores explico (Victor), para "llenar mas rapido la canasta".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e5kzKOIka-8/SY35va1E9rI/AAAAAAAAAVc/WYFygR1mXY8/s1600-h/Un+dia+en+la+Finca+Umana+Anderson+022.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300166929536054962" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e5kzKOIka-8/SY35va1E9rI/AAAAAAAAAVc/WYFygR1mXY8/s200/Un+dia+en+la+Finca+Umana+Anderson+022.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e5kzKOIka-8/SY39QKfgr1I/AAAAAAAAAV8/VKI4y-mPtUw/s1600-h/Un+dia+en+la+Finca+Umana+Anderson+044.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300170790621196114" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e5kzKOIka-8/SY39QKfgr1I/AAAAAAAAAV8/VKI4y-mPtUw/s200/Un+dia+en+la+Finca+Umana+Anderson+044.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300167354042921858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e5kzKOIka-8/SY36IIPZs4I/AAAAAAAAAVk/sbhqDpabHvQ/s200/Un+dia+en+la+Finca+Umana+Anderson+031.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pero el control de calidad (Valerie) muy pronto detecto la tendencia y corrigio el problema. Los cortadores fueron instruidos para moverse a otro de las plantas que presentaba mas granitos rojos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e5kzKOIka-8/SY37XVQLVXI/AAAAAAAAAVs/SWGtQihk5aA/s1600-h/Un+dia+en+la+Finca+Umana+Anderson+056.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300168714745501042" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e5kzKOIka-8/SY37XVQLVXI/AAAAAAAAAVs/SWGtQihk5aA/s200/Un+dia+en+la+Finca+Umana+Anderson+056.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300169410063446162" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e5kzKOIka-8/SY37_zg5MJI/AAAAAAAAAV0/6jyy2H4-5_Y/s200/Un+dia+en+la+Finca+Umana+Anderson+032.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Con sorpresa nos dimos cuenta de que los palitos de cafe de nuestra finca se han multiplicado por la caida al suelo de granos que en anios anteriores no han sido cosechados. Tal y como dice la cancion de Pancho Lara, la felicidad de "los cortadores" era evidente al ir llenando sus canastas.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e5kzKOIka-8/SY3_OSKyDDI/AAAAAAAAAWM/VPIoGpXtoWQ/s1600-h/Un+dia+en+la+Finca+Umana+Anderson+041.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300172957345254450" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e5kzKOIka-8/SY3_OSKyDDI/AAAAAAAAAWM/VPIoGpXtoWQ/s200/Un+dia+en+la+Finca+Umana+Anderson+041.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e5kzKOIka-8/SY3_iiS8euI/AAAAAAAAAWU/FijycCX2VdE/s1600-h/Un+dia+en+la+Finca+Umana+Anderson+043.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300173305271843554" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e5kzKOIka-8/SY3_iiS8euI/AAAAAAAAAWU/FijycCX2VdE/s200/Un+dia+en+la+Finca+Umana+Anderson+043.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e5kzKOIka-8/SY4APf5Dn5I/AAAAAAAAAWc/L_gL3PIkA7s/s1600-h/Un+dia+en+la+Finca+Umana+Anderson+058.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300174077720502162" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e5kzKOIka-8/SY4APf5Dn5I/AAAAAAAAAWc/L_gL3PIkA7s/s200/Un+dia+en+la+Finca+Umana+Anderson+058.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ahora, todo buen grupo de "cortadores" necesitan de alguien, responsable, hones&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e5kzKOIka-8/SY4Cc0WLeXI/AAAAAAAAAW0/M8QvPXs0nxs/s1600-h/Un+dia+en+la+Finca+Umana+Anderson+054.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300176505572915570" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e5kzKOIka-8/SY4Cc0WLeXI/AAAAAAAAAW0/M8QvPXs0nxs/s200/Un+dia+en+la+Finca+Umana+Anderson+054.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;to, y de buen olfato para que el cafe sea guardado con celo de cualquier intruso. El cafe es la vida del "cortador" y la escogencia del personal ideal es menester. Estamos todos contentos de haber encontrado a alguien que estaba hecho para el puesto.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Una vez que el cafe ha sido cortado y bien custodiado, el proceso de la planta a la taza comienza con el "despulpado", es decir, quitarle la cascara rojita al grano de cafe. Posteriormente el grano ya despulpado se coloca en el "patio de secado", para que el calor del sol nos regale el grano seco.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e5kzKOIka-8/SY4EV6hnlPI/AAAAAAAAAW8/hL5YyL1k_Y8/s1600-h/Un+dia+en+la+Finca+Umana+Anderson+064.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300178585995678962" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e5kzKOIka-8/SY4EV6hnlPI/AAAAAAAAAW8/hL5YyL1k_Y8/s200/Un+dia+en+la+Finca+Umana+Anderson+064.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e5kzKOIka-8/SY4FDIa0zmI/AAAAAAAAAXE/UWEVKOyRqjc/s1600-h/Un+dia+en+la+Finca+Umana+Anderson+078.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300179362819395170" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e5kzKOIka-8/SY4FDIa0zmI/AAAAAAAAAXE/UWEVKOyRqjc/s200/Un+dia+en+la+Finca+Umana+Anderson+078.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e5kzKOIka-8/SY4FY2MO4iI/AAAAAAAAAXM/nEZ8LxXWiO0/s1600-h/Un+dia+en+la+Finca+Umana+Anderson+076.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300179735883473442" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e5kzKOIka-8/SY4FY2MO4iI/AAAAAAAAAXM/nEZ8LxXWiO0/s200/Un+dia+en+la+Finca+Umana+Anderson+076.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Una vez que el grano de cafe ha sido deshidratado por el efecto del calor del sol, el proceso de "descascarado" se inicia. Valerie se ha hecho una experta en "descascarar", quitarle al cafe lo que se ha dado en llamar la "casulla". En estas fotos se puede ver la concentracion de los operarios.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e5kzKOIka-8/SY4GTd1mrUI/AAAAAAAAAXU/DOKxD6caJZg/s1600-h/Un+dia+en+la+Finca+Umana+Anderson+072.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300180742958394690" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e5kzKOIka-8/SY4GTd1mrUI/AAAAAAAAAXU/DOKxD6caJZg/s200/Un+dia+en+la+Finca+Umana+Anderson+072.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e5kzKOIka-8/SY4GpFA51lI/AAAAAAAAAXc/M_5wZaUBZuQ/s1600-h/Un+dia+en+la+Finca+Umana+Anderson+070.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300181114252023378" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e5kzKOIka-8/SY4GpFA51lI/AAAAAAAAAXc/M_5wZaUBZuQ/s200/Un+dia+en+la+Finca+Umana+Anderson+070.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e5kzKOIka-8/SY4G7o7Qo1I/AAAAAAAAAXk/-t0d8KryVa8/s1600-h/Un+dia+en+la+Finca+Umana+Anderson+073.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300181433129673554" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e5kzKOIka-8/SY4G7o7Qo1I/AAAAAAAAAXk/-t0d8KryVa8/s200/Un+dia+en+la+Finca+Umana+Anderson+073.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;En la siguiente fotografia puede apreciarse el grano rojo, el grano despulpado, el grano seco ya descascarado.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300182683690642466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 299px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e5kzKOIka-8/SY4IEboOrCI/AAAAAAAAAXs/Hv5C4SVw-DY/s400/Un+dia+en+la+Finca+Umana+Anderson+077.jpg" border="0" /&gt;El siguiente video muestra a nuestro equipo de alta calidad haciendo la labor de despulpado y clasificacion de cafe. En nuestro proximo reportaje, estaremos acompaniando el proceso de tostado y molido, siempre desde la Finca de los Umana Anderson y bajo la direccion de Heidy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-771c0e6bed31c287" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Desde la finca Umana Anderson, reporto para ustedes: Alfredo Enrique Umana&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8303122207219561373-3048093600975733432?l=umanaanderson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="enclosure" type="video/mp4" href="http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=771c0e6bed31c287&amp;type=video%2Fmp4" length="0" /><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://umanaanderson.blogspot.com/feeds/3048093600975733432/comments/default" title="Enviar comentarios" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8303122207219561373&amp;postID=3048093600975733432" title="0 comentarios" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8303122207219561373/posts/default/3048093600975733432?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8303122207219561373/posts/default/3048093600975733432?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://umanaanderson.blogspot.com/2009/02/un-dia-en-la-finca-umana-anderson.html" title="Un dia en la Finca Umana Anderson" /><author><name>Alfredo Enrique Umana Martinez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09190085763762976213</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e5kzKOIka-8/SY34gFMBMBI/AAAAAAAAAVU/jI4H_MtlNBU/s72-c/Granos+en+la+rama.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;D0EDSXk4cSp7ImA9WxVQGEU.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8303122207219561373.post-6216339614026625198</id><published>2009-02-05T17:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-05T18:01:18.739-08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-02-05T18:01:18.739-08:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Valerie" /><title>Conversacion delicada</title><content type="html">Al recoger a Valerie de natacion y en camino a Ballet asi como sin ninguna trascendencia me dijo:&lt;br /&gt;Un ninio dijo "jue p-u-t-a" hoy mientras estabamos en la piscina. Con tono ceremonial le dije: Si hijita, algunos ninios escuchan esas palabras y las repiten, pero eso no se debe decir. Ante el silencio en el asiento de atras, pense que mi sermon sobre malas palabras quedaria alli. Pero en menos de un minuto recibi la pregunta del millon: Papi, Que es una p-u-t-a? Ya se puede imaginar el lector mi dilema para explicar el asunto. He aqui mi dialectica respuesta:&lt;br /&gt;Bueno se trata de una mujer que generalmente no esta casada y que sale mucho con varios hombres. Por el momento sali del lio. Si tiene una mejor respuesta, favor compartirmela para estar listo para la proxima vez que sea inquirido sobre el tema. Gracias.&lt;br /&gt;Un padre retado a explicar las realidades de la vida poco a poco.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8303122207219561373-6216339614026625198?l=umanaanderson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://umanaanderson.blogspot.com/feeds/6216339614026625198/comments/default" title="Enviar comentarios" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8303122207219561373&amp;postID=6216339614026625198" title="0 comentarios" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8303122207219561373/posts/default/6216339614026625198?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8303122207219561373/posts/default/6216339614026625198?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://umanaanderson.blogspot.com/2009/02/conversacion-delicada.html" title="Conversacion delicada" /><author><name>Alfredo Enrique Umana Martinez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09190085763762976213</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 gd:etag="W/&quot;CE8FRXo-fSp7ImA9WxVQGU4.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8303122207219561373.post-159257131218972601</id><published>2009-02-05T17:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-06T07:06:54.455-08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-02-06T07:06:54.455-08:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Victor" /><title>Mira! Este cipote tiene una flexibilidad "de miedo"</title><content type="html">Esas son las palabra de Luis el entrenador de Victor cuando fui a recogerlo hoy a su clase de gimnasia. El coach estaba instruyendo a Victor Alfredo junto a otros dos jovenes de alrededor de 18 anios haciendo todos el mismo ejercicio. Al ir saliendo del gimnasio Victor me dijo a modo de confidencia que una de las "ninias" habian llegado a verlo hacer ejercicio y que una de ellas habia dicho que que "ninio mas bello", pero papi...a mi no me gusta que me digan cosas asi. Tuve que intervenir en busqueda de honestidad, preguntandole: De verdad no te gusta? a mi me gustaria que me dijeran ese tipo de cosas. A lo que sonriendo me dijo, bueno me gusta un poquito.&lt;br /&gt;Victor, es normal que te guste que las ninias te halaguen, pero tienes que mantener la humildad y saber que Dios te ha regalado la habilidad que tienes, le dije. A lo que Victor contesto, es cierto y Dios puede hacer mejores "estrellas" que yo.&lt;br /&gt;Este es un reporte de un orgulloso padre, que no puede dejarle ver a Victor cuan orgulloso esta cuando otros lo halagan.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8303122207219561373-159257131218972601?l=umanaanderson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://umanaanderson.blogspot.com/feeds/159257131218972601/comments/default" title="Enviar comentarios" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8303122207219561373&amp;postID=159257131218972601" title="0 comentarios" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8303122207219561373/posts/default/159257131218972601?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8303122207219561373/posts/default/159257131218972601?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://umanaanderson.blogspot.com/2009/02/mira-este-cipote-tiene-un-flexibilidad.html" title="Mira! Este cipote tiene una flexibilidad &quot;de miedo&quot;" /><author><name>Alfredo Enrique Umana Martinez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09190085763762976213</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 gd:etag="W/&quot;A0ICQno-fCp7ImA9WxVQF0o.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8303122207219561373.post-3098039531116488450</id><published>2009-02-04T07:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-04T12:32:43.454-08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-02-04T12:32:43.454-08:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Family Activities" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Victor and Valerie" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Lisa Anderson-Umana" /><title>Business Sense--Learning how to sell coffee</title><content type="html">&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e5kzKOIka-8/SYn66E1nq8I/AAAAAAAAAUk/i8huxYnHNOs/s1600-h/coffee+plants.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e5kzKOIka-8/SYn66E1nq8I/AAAAAAAAAUk/i8huxYnHNOs/s320/coffee+plants.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299042312216095682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;One day Alfredo went to his monthly Father-Son event with Victor where "the boys" learned how to change the oil of a car. Can you imagine seeing 12 pairs of shoes sticking out from under the car! What a scene!&lt;br /&gt;Meanwhile, back at the ranch, while Mom was in Costa Rica training trainers how to teach the Bible, Valerie was with Haidy (the babysitter) who happens to know the entire process of taking coffee beans directly from the bush to the cup!&lt;br /&gt;Valerie sharing with Mom on the phone: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Mom, Haidy is very smart. She knows a lot. You do too, Mom. I am learning so much! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Over the next week, during each phone call the kids began to expound of their business and marketing plans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Valerie: We have no more coffee bushes at our house, but where we built ropes course stuff at the camp by ou&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e5kzKOIka-8/SYn66TQkl4I/AAAAAAAAAUs/5z3GPdEIR-0/s1600-h/coffee+beans.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e5kzKOIka-8/SYn66TQkl4I/AAAAAAAAAUs/5z3GPdEIR-0/s320/coffee+beans.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299042316087236482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;r house has a whole forest full of coffee plants. We can buy their coffee beans and then sell the coffee to get our money back.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Victor: Daddy, can you ask the computer for a good logo for our coffee... we want to call it: Haidy's Coffee (according to Victor one needs only to "ask the computer" and it will give you answers).&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Valerie: We want to sell the little bags of coffee at the small store up the road. We will give the money to Haidy since she is the one who taught us.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Alfredo: The coffee, by the way, is delicious!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;What a thrill it is for me to hear the daily reports of my family's adventures!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8303122207219561373-3098039531116488450?l=umanaanderson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://umanaanderson.blogspot.com/feeds/3098039531116488450/comments/default" title="Enviar comentarios" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8303122207219561373&amp;postID=3098039531116488450" title="0 comentarios" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8303122207219561373/posts/default/3098039531116488450?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8303122207219561373/posts/default/3098039531116488450?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://umanaanderson.blogspot.com/2009/02/business-sense-learning-how-to-sell.html" title="Business Sense--Learning how to sell coffee" /><author><name>Alfredo Enrique Umana Martinez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09190085763762976213</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e5kzKOIka-8/SYn66E1nq8I/AAAAAAAAAUk/i8huxYnHNOs/s72-c/coffee+plants.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>

