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      <title>Period 5: Characterization in &quot;Dark They Were and Golden-Eyed&quot; by Mary Bischoff</title>
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      <description>How does Ray Bradbury characterize Mr. Bittering as nervous and paranoid? Add direct quotes from the story in the correct column! </description>
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         <title>&quot;Harry bittering moved into the metal shop and began to build a rocket&quot;(Bradbury 53).</title>
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         <pubDate>2022-01-19 17:23:35 UTC</pubDate>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>¨you know they have. Onions but not onions, carrots but not carrots. Taste: the same but different. Smell:not like it used to¨ (BradBury 51)</div>]]></description>
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         <title>&quot;Something made him check everything each morning- warm hearth,potted blood-geraniums...(Bradbury 48)</title>
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         <title>&quot;Chin up, Harry,&quot; said his wife. &quot;It&#39;s too late. We&#39;ve come over sixty  million miles away&quot; (Bradbury 47).</title>
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         <pubDate>2022-01-19 17:25:50 UTC</pubDate>
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         <title>the roses. The roses. They&#39;re turning green!</title>
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         <title>¨ ´we must get away´ said bittering ¨well eat this stuff and well change-who knows what? i can´t let it happen there is only one thing to do burn this food (Bradburry 51)¨</title>
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         <pubDate>2022-01-19 17:26:01 UTC</pubDate>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>"Alone, thought bittrring, only thousand of us here. no way back. No way. No way. Sweat poured from his face and his hands and his body; he was drenched in the hotness of his fear..." (Bradbury)</div>]]></description>
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         <title>&quot;If I lie here long enough,the water will work and eat away my flesh until the bones show like coral...(Bradbury 56)</title>
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         <title>page</title>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>A few tremblings shook him, but were carried &nbsp;off in waves of pleasant heat as he lay in the sun&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;</div>]]></description>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>¨´Whats wrong?´asked the wife.<br>´Lets get back on the rocket.´<br>´Go back to Earth?´<br>´Yes! Listen!´¨(Bradbury 47).</div>]]></description>
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         <title>Thoughts</title>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>Mr.bittering thinks that "the water will work and eat away his flesh"</div>]]></description>
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         <title>&quot;they stood in the shed and looked at their one cow, it was growing the third horn&quot; (Bradbury 51).</title>
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         <title>&quot;&quot;We must get away&quot; said Mr. Bittering.&quot;We&#39;ll eat this stuff and then we&#39;ll change-who knows to what? I can&#39;t let it happen, There&#39;s only one thing to do. Burn this food!&quot;&quot;</title>
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         <title>&quot;I feel like a salt crystal, &quot;he said, &quot;in a mountain stream, being washed away. we don&#39;t belong here. we&#39;re earth people. This is mars. It was meant for martians. For heavens sake, Cora, let&#39;s buy tickets for home!&quot; (Bradbury 48)  </title>
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         <title>If I lie here long enough, he thought, the water will work and eat away my flesh until the bones show like coral. Just my skeleton left. And then the water cna build on that skeleton green things, change, change,slow, deep,silent change. ANd isn&#39;t that what is up there? He saw the sky submerged above him, the sun made martian by atmosphere and time and space.(Ray bradbury 56)</title>
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         <title>&quot;Cora, how long have your eyes been yellow?&quot;</title>
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         <title>&quot;sam looked at him with quiet good humor&quot; (Bradbury 53).</title>
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         <title>¨Sam,¨ Bittering said. ¨your eyes¨          ¨what about them, harry¨                    ¨didn&#39;t they used to be gray?¨                ¨Well, now, i don&#39;t remember¨               ¨They were, weren&#39;t they?¨                     ¨why do you ask, harry¨                               ¨because now the they´er  kind of yellow-colored¨                                                 ¨is that so harry?¨ sam said casually                                                               ¨And you´re taller and thinner¨                 ¨you might be right, harry¨                    ¨Sam, you shouldn&#39;t have yellow eyes.¨ (bradbury 53)</title>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>Then he shouted for his wife Cora! she appeared at a window. he ran to here Cora these blossoms she handled them. do you see they're different they've changed there not peach blossoms anymore.</div>]]></description>
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         <title>&quot;They&#39;re not. They&#39;re wrong! I can&#39;t tell how. An extra pedal, a leaf, something, the color, the smell!&quot; (Bradbury 51)</title>
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