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      <title>PD4: Part III Reader Response by Brooke Hermanson</title>
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      <description>Textual evidence that gives us pause...</description>
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         <title>ch. 20 - &quot;&#39;...follow Nwoye now while I am alive so that I can curse him. If you turn against me when I am dead I will visit you and break your neck&#39;&quot; (172).</title>
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         <title>ch. 20 - &quot;&#39;I wish she were a boy&#39;&quot; (173).</title>
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         <title>Artwork source:</title>
         <author>bhermanson</author>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>"Bruce Onobrakpeya." Contemporary African Art and Bronwen Evans. www.contemporary-african-art.com/bruce-onobrakpeya.html. 2010 - 2020. Accessed 16 March 2021.</div>]]></description>
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         <title>ch. 25-&quot;His body is evil, and only strangers may touch it. That is why we ask your people to bring him down, because you are strangers.&quot; (187, pdf)</title>
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         <pubDate>2021-03-17 23:41:13 UTC</pubDate>
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         <title>ch. 23 - &quot;For the first time in many years Okonkwo had a feeling that was akin to happiness.&quot; (174, pdf)</title>
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         <pubDate>2021-03-18 04:32:38 UTC</pubDate>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>Ch. 20- "Perhaps  I  have  been  away  too  long, "  Okonkwo  said, almost  to  himself.  "But  I  cannot  understand  these  things  you tell  me.  What  is  it  that  has  happened  to  our  people?  Why have  they  lost  the  power  to  fight?"  (Pg. 160, pdf)</div>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>2021-03-18 16:20:05 UTC</pubDate>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>Ch.20-Even  in  his  first  year  in  exile  he  had  begun  to  plan  for  his return.  The  first  thing  he  would  do  would  be  to  rebuild  his compound  on  a  more  magnificent  scale.  He  would  build  a bigger  barn  than  he  had  had  before  and  he  would  build  huts for  two  new  wives.  Then  he  would  show  his  wealth  by initiating  his  sons  into  the  ozo  society.  Only  the  really  great men  in  the  clan  were  able  to  do  this.  Okonkwo  saw  clearly the  high  esteem  in  which  he  would  be  held, and  he  saw himself  taking  the  highest  title  in  the  land. (pg.156)</div>]]></description>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>Ch.20-Even  in  his  first  year  in  exile  he  had  begun  to  plan  for  his return.  The  first  thing  he  would  do  would  be  to  rebuild  his compound  on  a  more  magnificent  scale.  He  would  build  a bigger  barn  than  he  had  had  before  and  he  would  build  huts for  two  new  wives.  Then  he  would  show  his  wealth  by initiating  his  sons  into  the  ozo  society.  Only  the  really  great men  in  the  clan  were  able  to  do  this.  Okonkwo  saw  clearly the  high  esteem  in  which  he  would  be  held, and  he  saw himself  taking  the  highest  title  in  the  land. (pg.156)</div>]]></description>
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         <title>R&#39;Reeyah M.</title>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>"He knew that he had lost his<br>place among the nine masked spirits who administered<br>justice in the clan. He had lost the chance to lead his warlike<br>clan against the new religion, which, he was told, had gained<br>ground. He had lost the years in which he might have taken<br>the highest titles in the clan." (pg. 174)(Ch.20)</div>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>2021-03-18 18:43:40 UTC</pubDate>
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         <title>Ayesha M.</title>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>"The story of this man who had killed a messenger and hanged himself would make interesting reading. One could almost write a whole chapter on him. Perhaps not a whole chapter but a reasonable paragraph, at any rate. " (Ch. 25) (pg. 188)<br><br></div>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>2021-03-18 18:49:15 UTC</pubDate>
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         <title>R&#39;Reeyah M</title>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>"Three days later the District Commissioner sent his sweet-<br>tongued messenger to the leaders of Umuofia asking them to meet him in his headquarters...Okonkwo was among the six leaders he invited." ch 23</div>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>2021-03-18 18:50:23 UTC</pubDate>
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         <author>1131160</author>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>Ch. 22 - "We liked his brother who was with us before. He was foolish, but we liked him, and for his sake we shall not harm his brother." (Pg 172, pdf)</div>]]></description>
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         <title>Brandon Caslow</title>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>Ch. 7 "And at last the locusts did descend. They settled on every tree and on every blade of grass; they settled on the roofs and covered the bare ground. Mighty tree branches broke away under them, and the whole country became the brown-earth color of the vast, hungry swarm."(Pg. 55)</div>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>2021-03-18 18:53:41 UTC</pubDate>
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         <title>Omesh L</title>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>Ch.22-"It was like the good old<br>days again, when a warrior was a warrior. Although they had<br>not agreed to kill the missionary or drive away the<br>Christians, they had agreed to do something substantial. And<br>they had done it. Okonkwo was almost happy again."(Pg 172,pdf)</div>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>2021-03-18 18:55:34 UTC</pubDate>
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         <author>1340076</author>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>""We cannot leave the matter in his hands because he does<br>not understand our customs, just as we do not understand<br>his. We say he is foolish because he does not know our ways,<br>and perhaps he says we are foolish because we do not know<br>his." Ch.22 pg 173</div>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>2021-03-18 18:58:25 UTC</pubDate>
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         <author>11181821</author>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>"One of the greatest crimes a man could commit was to unmask an egwugwu in public, or to say or do anything which might reduce its immortal prestige in the eyes of the uninitiated." (Ch. 22, pg 173, pdf)</div>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>2021-03-18 18:58:40 UTC</pubDate>
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         <author>11398711</author>
         <link>https://padlet.com/bhermanson/f5x905cxxwac2uv9/wish/1327209907</link>
         <description><![CDATA[<div>"He  saw  things  as  black  and  white.  And black  was  evil.  He  saw  the  world  as  a  battlefield  in  which  the children  of  light  were  locked  in  mortal  conflict  with  the  sons of  darkness. " (Ch.22, pg 167)</div>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>2021-03-18 19:01:47 UTC</pubDate>
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         <title>Lily U</title>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>"'Why can't you take him down yourselves?' he asked.' it is against our custom,' said one of the men." (Ch. 25 pg 207)</div>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>2021-03-18 19:03:08 UTC</pubDate>
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         <title>barsha </title>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>Ch 20, Pg 161- "He has put<br>a knife on the things that held us together and we have fallen"<br>apart. "</div>]]></description>
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         <title>chapter 20</title>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>"When  he  killed  Oduche  in  the  fight  over  the  land, he  fled to  Aninta  to  escape  the  wrath  of  the  earth.  This  was  about eight  days  after  the  fight, because  Oduche  had  not  died immediately  from  his  wounds.  It  was  on  the  seventh  day  that he  died. "</div>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>2021-03-18 19:04:45 UTC</pubDate>
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         <title>Chapter 20 pg 160</title>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>"It  is  already  too  late, "  said  Obierika  sadly.  "Our  own  men and  our  sons  have  joined  the  ranks  of  the  stranger.  They  have joined  his  religion  and  they  help  to  uphold  his  government.  If we  should  try  to  drive  out  the  white  men  in  Umuofia  we should  find  it  easy.  </div>]]></description>
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