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      <description>Little Princes by: Conor Grennan                    
Blake Anderson Period: 3</description>
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      <pubDate>2017-10-24 17:42:28 UTC</pubDate>
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         <title>Passage #1</title>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>"I won the first game handily. To my slight disappointment, they both just laughed every time I uncovered a match, clapping for me when I won; Nuraj went out to tell some of the other boys as a proud father. When he returned I challenged them to a rematch to show my victory was no fluke."(Grennan pg. 28)<br><br><strong>Response</strong>: This passage in part one was important to me because it showed how nice the children were to Conor and felt bad for him. The children for how little they got to play and how little they won gave sympathy to Conor and it really stood out to me.</div>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>2017-10-24 17:47:46 UTC</pubDate>
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         <title>Passage #2</title>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>"It had not occurred to me that the boy had likely never seen his own face. He had come from a village with no mirrors, no glass, no reflective surfaces at all. As the others howled with delight and begged to have their own photos taken, Dirgha gripped the camera tightly and gazed at himself. For the first time, a toothy smile spread across his face." (Grennan pg. 88)&nbsp; <br><br><strong>Response</strong>: This passage shows how kids who are poor take the littlest things as they are the best gift they have ever received. This shows me that I shouldn't take so many things for granted in life and start seeing the aspect of unfortunate children in society.&nbsp; &nbsp;</div>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>2017-10-24 18:00:10 UTC</pubDate>
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         <title>Passage #3</title>
         <author>bsanderson101</author>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>"When it was completed, I realized one line was still blank: the name of the organization. Nothing came to mind. So I spent the evening saying potential organization names aloud to myself, introducing myself together with those names and imagining how each would sound with a Nepali accent. I came up with a few good names. All of them were taken. I remembered the e-mail to Farid, about the lost generation of kids. So I settled for one where the acronym wouldn't spell some kind of curse word. I named the organization Next Generation Nepal."(Grennan pg.106)<br><br><strong>Response</strong>: This quote or passage shows in society how people spend so much time thinking of other people and showing how they care through organizations they've created.&nbsp; &nbsp;</div>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>2017-10-30 18:13:54 UTC</pubDate>
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         <title>Passage #4</title>
         <author>bsanderson101</author>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>"Navin started to climb up on the bed when I pulled him back. A bloody syringe lay on the bed. I gingerly picked it up, holding it as far from Dirgha as I could, and looked around for a trash can. There was none. I dropped it on the floor and kicked it far under the bed. Then I laid Dirgha down on the unwashed sheets. Navin climbed in next to him." (Grennan pg. 130)<br><br><strong>Response</strong>: In life in Nepal is horrible, as you could tell. This shows me that they will take anything to feel better. Shows us to appreciate our hospitals even if they don't see you right away just know it's better to be seen clean then with something bloody in your room. For how disgusted Conor is he stays because he cares about the kids a lot. &nbsp;</div>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>2017-11-02 17:50:58 UTC</pubDate>
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         <title>Passage #5 </title>
         <author>bsanderson101</author>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>"It was an instant recognition. She cried out, and the group crowded in to see. She touched it to her head, as one does with a sacred object, and broke down sobbing, two hands on the photo, thumbs pressing into it as if she was trying to enter the picture herself, to touch the boy with the oil-slicked hair parted down the middle, flashing his wide grin. The father gently took the photo from her and held it inches from his face. Then he too began to cry." (Grennan pg. 177) <br><br><strong>Response</strong>: This shows how important kids are to parents in society and how much love they have for them. This passage really showed me how my parents love me a lot too. No matter what happens your parents love you and this passage was the perfect example.</div>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>2017-11-05 00:49:20 UTC</pubDate>
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