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The bus will crash and blow up. and everybody in it will die

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The bus will crash and blow up. and everybody in it will die

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people going to die

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he wants the bus to crash and some white folks too die

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he wants the bus to crash and some white folks too die

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The bus will slip off the road and 🤬 all the students and bus driver.

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you ant ever going to live on any land but your own(6)

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"Biting the hand that feeds you"-Mildred D.Taylor 31

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"Biting the hand that feeds you"-Mildred D.Taylor 31

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"1It will be easy enough for anyone to see whose responsibility it is, Daisy, by opening any seventh-grade book. because tomorrow im going to 'mess them up' too" ( Taylor 3)

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The bus will get stuck and wont get out.

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the bus going to get stuck and they going to steal it and sell it back to them💵💵💵💵💵💵💵💵💵💵💵💣💲💲💲💲💲💲💲💲💲💲💲💲💲💲💲💲💲💲💲💲💲
😅😅😅😅😅😅😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂

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"Well,I certainly did! Whipped both of them good with my history stick.Wouldn't you have?" I had the perfect right too."

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I agree because it isn't right for the white people to put poor next to a negro just because they black.

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“But as he stared at the books inside cover, his face clouded, changing from skully acceptance to puzzlement.”

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The bus will slip off the road and all the students and bus driver will pass away

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"In this family, we don't shop at the wallace stare" ( 41 Mildred D. Taylor)

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come Monday we better haul it up to the grange place and have it ginned (pg 33)

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"Well where is our bus?"Exclaimed Little Man"(Taylor13).

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"Well where is our bus?"Exclaimed Little Man"(Taylor13).

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"When Papa saw us, he began running swiftly, easily,like the wind." Pg 34 

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"When Papa saw us, he began running swiftly, easily,like the wind." Pg 34 

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i would wait until the evening to talk to her there was no rush she understood 

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i would wait until the evening to talk to her there was no rush she understood 

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"Children," said Papa, "meet Mr. L.T. Morrison."

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"I got in a fight with some men ...Beat em up real bad"( Taylor37).

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they was white because the book is racist

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"I think you oughta know I got fired off my job.Got in a fight with some men ... beat em up pretty bad"

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the six-inch layer of dust which had it own way for more than 2 months

it imgrey

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"As we set out for school the whiteness of the sun to penetrate the storm clouds"

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"It was as if the bus were a living thing, plaguing and defeating us at every turn." ( Mildred D. Taylor 46)

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"We asked no more questions"

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"That night when I was snug in the deep feathery bed beside big ma"Pg 45

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"That night when I was snug in the deep feathery bed beside big ma"Pg 45

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A fine red mud that ozzed between our toes and slopped against our ankles