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Hi classmates, you can chat here. You can chat anything. Chat with your bestie or your friends. You should share the URL too.

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Hi classmates, you can chat here. You can chat anything. Chat with your bestie or your friends. You should share the URL too.

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Countryballs: you are going to Brazil! >:(

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Countryballs: you are going to Brazil! >:(

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Pg 1:   I’m standing in the great cat house at the Bronx Zoo. Why is this jaguar kept in a bare room? I wonder. I lean toward my favourite animal and whisper to her. “What are you doing?” my father asks.   Pg 2:   I try to explain, but my mouth freezes, just as I knew it would. I am a stutterer. If I try to push words out, my head and body shake uncontrollably.   Pg 3:   The teachers at school put me in a class for disturbed children. “He's not disturbed,” my parents say. “We’re sorry,” the teachers answer, “but whenever he tries to speak, he disrupts the class.” The teachers think I am broken. Am I?   Pg 4:   But I can do two things without stuttering. One is sing—only I can’t sing well—and the other is talk to animals.   Pg 5:   Every day I come home from class and go straight to the closet in my room. I bring out my pets—a hamster, a gerbil, a green turtle, a chameleon, and a garter snake. I close the door and talk to them. Without stuttering.   Pg 6:   I tell them my dreams. I tell them that I want to be able to speak like everyone else.   Pg 7:   I know that my pets listen and understand. Animals can’t get the words out, just as I can’t get the words out. So people ignore or misunderstand or hurt them, the same way people ignore or misunderstand or hurt me. I make a promise to my pets. I promise that if I can ever find my voice, I will be their voice and keep them from harm.   Pg 8:   My parents try everything to help me: doctor after doctor, medicine, and hypnosis. Nothing works.   Pg 9:   But my father knows the one thing that does work. He takes me to the great cat house at the Bronx Zoo. I go straight to the cage with the lone jaguar, lean over the railing, and put my face against the bars. I whisper my promise to her. Fluently.   Pg 10:   I can speak, but nothing has changed on the inside.   Pg 11:   I still feel broken.   Pg 12:   I go to the Great Smokey Mountains to study black bears.   Pg 13:   Alone in the forest with the animals, I am at home.   Pg 14:   Later, in Belize, I am the first person to study jaguars.   Pg 15:   The jungle makes me feel more alive than I have ever felt.   Pg 16:   I learn how to follow and capture jaguars for study before releasing them back into the wild. I am happy! But as fast as I catch jaguars and gather information to help them, hunters are killing them. They fear the animals and prize their bodies as trophies.  Pg 17:   I need to get more areas protected for the jaguars. I want to keep the promise I made to the pets in my closet. I have a voice now to speak for animals.   Pg 18:   In the capital city of Belize, in the office of the prime minister, I am given fifteen minutes to make my case. Fifteen minutes.   Pg 19:   I can’t stutter and distract from my message. I have to convince one of the poorest countries in Central America, with no protected areas in the entire country, that is has to save jaguars.   Pg 20:     Pg 21:   Later that day, he prime minister votes to set up the world's first and only jaguar preserve.   Pg 22:   Back on the jungle, I know all the jaguars in the study area from their tracks. But one day I come across a completely new track—the biggest male jaguar tracks I have ever seen. I follow the prints for hours. Not wanting to be caught in jungle at night without a flashlight, I turn around to go back to camp. There, right behind me, is the jaguar.   Pg 23:   He must have been following me!   Pg 24:   I know I should feel frightened, but I squat down and look into the jaguar's eyes, just as I had with the sad old female at the Bronx Zoo. But this animal isn’t sad. In this animal's eyes are strength and power and sureness of purpose.   Pg 25:   We are both whole. We are both at home.   Pg 26:   I lean toward him a little, the way I had at the Bronx Zoo   Pg 27:   so many years before.   Pg 28:   “Thank you,” I whisper.   THE END

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My Ordinary Life:   The Living Tombstone

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Pg 2:   Look at this glass of water.   Pg: 4:   It is so clear that you can see right through it.   Pg 5:   The little drops of water on the glass glitter like jewels, and they are just as precious.   Pg 7:   All living things need water.   Pg 9:   Without water, the plants would die.   Pg 10:   Without water, the animals would die.   Pg 11:   Without water, people would die.   Pg 12:   The whole world would be dead if there were no water.   Pg 13:   But luckily, we do have water:  water that falls from the sky, water in the rivers and lakes and deep beneath the ground.   Pg 15:   Ice and snow are frozen water.   Pg 18:   And the seas are made of salt water.     Pg 19:   I give my plants a little water so they won’t wilt.   Pg 21:   I give my cat a little water so she won’t be thirsty.   Pg 23:   And I drink some water too. How good it tastes! I hope we will always have enough water for the plants and animals and people on earth. I am so thankful for this precious water. THE END

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