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      <title>A Separate Peace Ch.1-3 by LAURA ANTZOULIS</title>
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      <description>611-03&#39;s Collective Viewpoints on Ch.1-3</description>
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      <pubDate>2021-02-04 16:53:22 UTC</pubDate>
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         <title>Your name</title>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>A quote from these chapters that stands out to you or that inspired you to choose this image/video/drawing/audio.</div>]]></description>
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         <title>Mrs. Antzoulis</title>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>"I think we reminded them of what peace was like, we boys of sixteen...of lives that were not bound up with destruction." <br>pg. 24</div>]]></description>
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         <title>Mrs. Antzoulis</title>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>"Finny and I went to our room. Under the yellow study lights we read our Hardy assignments...Outside there was a rustling early summer movement of the wind; the seniors, allowed out later that we were; came fairly quietly back as the bell sounded ten stately times...Then lights began to snap out all over the school." - pg. 20</div>]]></description>
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         <title>Alexandra Opre </title>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>The last words of Finny’s usual nighttime monologue were, “I hope you’re having a pretty good time here. I know I kind of dragged you away at the point of a gun, but after all you can’t come to the shore with just anybody and you can’t come by yourself, and at this teen-age period in life the proper person is your best pal.” He hesitated and then added, “which is what you are,” and there was silence on his dune.<br>It was a courageous thing to say. Exposing a sincere emotion nakedly like that at the Devon School was the next thing to suicide. I should have told him then that he was my best friend also and rounded off what he had said. I started to; I nearly did. But something held me back. Perhaps I was stopped by that level of feeling, deeper than thought, which contains the truth.<br><br>Page 21 </div>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>2021-02-09 13:59:03 UTC</pubDate>
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         <title>Sarah Brito</title>
         <author>sarahbrito24</author>
         <link>https://padlet.com/lantzoulis/47fypvg77eh0ikzx/wish/1182144216</link>
         <description><![CDATA[<div>"Now here it was, preserved by some considerate hand with varnish and wax. Preserved along with it, like stale air in an unopened room, was the well known fear which had surrounded those days, so much of it that I hadn't even known it was there." <br>Page 1<br><br><br></div>]]></description>
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         <title>Grazia Mazza </title>
         <author>graziamazza24</author>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>“ The tree was not only stripped away by the cold season, it seemed weary from age, enfeebled, dry. I was thankful, very thankful that I had seen it. So the more things remain the same, the more they change after all-plus <em>c’est la même chose, plus ça change. </em>Nothing endures, not a tree, not love, not even death by violence.” Page 14</div>]]></description>
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         <title>Ava Zino</title>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>“ It was partly his doing.  The Devon faculty had never before experienced a student who combined a calm ignorance of the rules with a winning urge to be good, who seemed to love the school truly and deeply, and never more than when he was breaking the regulations, a model boy who was most comfortable in the truant’s corner. The faculty threw up its hands over Phineas, and so loosened its grip on all of us.”<br>Page 8</div>]]></description>
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         <title>Kameryn</title>
         <author>kameryndrakes24</author>
         <link>https://padlet.com/lantzoulis/47fypvg77eh0ikzx/wish/1182144816</link>
         <description><![CDATA[<div>"I should have told him then that he was my best friend also and rounded off what he had said.  I started to; I nearly did.  But something held me back. Perhaps I was stopped by that even of feeling deeper than thought, which contains the truth.</div>]]></description>
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         <title>Emma H</title>
         <author>emmaholliman24</author>
         <link>https://padlet.com/lantzoulis/47fypvg77eh0ikzx/wish/1182145384</link>
         <description><![CDATA[<div><em>Nothing endures, not a tree, not love, not even death by violence. </em></div>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>2021-02-09 13:59:22 UTC</pubDate>
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         <title>Angelina Graziano</title>
         <author>angelinagraziano24</author>
         <link>https://padlet.com/lantzoulis/47fypvg77eh0ikzx/wish/1182145711</link>
         <description><![CDATA[<div>"The ocean, throwing up foaming sun-sprays across some nearby rocks, was winter cold. This kind of sunshine and ocean, with the accumulating roar of the surf and the salty, adventurous, flirting wind from the sea, always intoxicated Phineas." (P21) </div>]]></description>
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         <title>Amy Khan </title>
         <author>amykhan24</author>
         <link>https://padlet.com/lantzoulis/47fypvg77eh0ikzx/wish/1182146379</link>
         <description><![CDATA[<div>"With the sensation that I was throwing my life away, I jumped into space. Some tips of branches snapped past me and then I crashed into the water." <br>(Explanation: this stuck out to me because it truly described what the experience of the "jump of freedom" and it reminded me of the word "ethereal". The picture resembles an almost dream like sequence and that moment of tranquility before someone hits the water when jumping.)</div>]]></description>
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         <author>katelynradcliffemorgan24</author>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>Katelyn </div>]]></description>
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         <title>Maribel Martinez</title>
         <author>maribelmartinez24</author>
         <link>https://padlet.com/lantzoulis/47fypvg77eh0ikzx/wish/1182149845</link>
         <description><![CDATA[<div>"Perhaps<br>I was stopped by that level of feeling, deeper than thought, which contains the truth."- Pg. 21</div>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>2021-02-09 14:00:10 UTC</pubDate>
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         <title>marie mahinay</title>
         <author>mariemahinay24</author>
         <link>https://padlet.com/lantzoulis/47fypvg77eh0ikzx/wish/1182154538</link>
         <description><![CDATA[<div>"nothing endures, not a tree, not love, not even death by violence."</div>]]></description>
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         <title> Maya 🥓</title>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>“I  had always felt that the Devon School came into existence the day I entered it, was vibrantly real while I was a student there, and then blinked out like a candle the day I left” <br><br>page 1</div>]]></description>
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         <title>Chloe Rojas</title>
         <author></author>
         <link>https://padlet.com/lantzoulis/47fypvg77eh0ikzx/wish/1182159836</link>
         <description><![CDATA[<div>“For me, this moment—four years is a moment in history—was the war. The war was and is reality for me, I still instinctively live and think in its atmosphere. These are some of its characteristics: Franklin Delano Roosevelt is the President of the United States, and he always has been. The other two eternal world leaders are Winston Churchill and Josef Stalin. America is not, never has been, and never will be what the songs and poems call it, a land of plenty” pg. 17</div>]]></description>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>Katelyn <br>“I had always felt that the Devon School came into existence the day I entered it, was vibrantly real while I was a student there,and then blinked out like a candle the day I left”</div>]]></description>
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         <title>Gianne Marie Paladin</title>
         <author>giannemariepaladin24</author>
         <link>https://padlet.com/lantzoulis/47fypvg77eh0ikzx/wish/1182183144</link>
         <description><![CDATA[<div>"I noticed something about Finny’s own mind,<br>which was such an opposite from mine. It wasn’t completely unleashed after all. I noticed that he did abide by certain rules, which he seemed to cast in the form of Commandments."<br>Page 14</div>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>2021-02-09 14:05:52 UTC</pubDate>
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         <title>Sydney McLoughlin</title>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>“I stopped and looked at him up and down.  He didn’t look directly back at me.  ‘You’re too good to be true’, I said after a while.” Page 19<br><br>Picture explanation: I think in this moment Gene thought of Finny as something otherworldly because in his mind there was no one who could be as perfect as Finny and still be real.  Even though at times Gene is envious and a little hostile towards him in his mind, it all boils down to the same unconditional admiration.</div>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>2021-02-09 14:07:55 UTC</pubDate>
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         <title>Ava Del Pino</title>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>“We got our bikes and slipped away from Devon along a back road.”</div>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>2021-02-09 14:08:07 UTC</pubDate>
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         <title>Kameryn</title>
         <author>katelynradcliffemorgan24</author>
         <link>https://padlet.com/lantzoulis/47fypvg77eh0ikzx/wish/1187756739</link>
         <description><![CDATA[<div>"I should have told him then that he was my best friend also and rounded off what he had said.  I started to; I nearly did.  But something held me back. Perhaps I was stopped by that even of feeling deeper than thought, which contains the truth.</div>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>2021-02-10 15:02:13 UTC</pubDate>
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