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      <title>The Scarlet Ibis 1st by Dana Thames</title>
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      <pubDate>2021-11-12 14:37:00 UTC</pubDate>
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         <title>&quot;...the oriole nest in the elm was untenanted and rocked back and forth like an empty cradle.&quot;</title>
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         <title>&quot;Daddy had Mr. Heath, the carpenter, build a little mahogany coffin for him.&quot; (Mahogany is a reddish-brown wood.)</title>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>"Finally I went back and found him huddled beneath a red nightshade bush beside the road.&nbsp;"</div>]]></description>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>"Flocks of marsh crows flew by, heading inland to their roosting trees; and two egrets, squawking, arose from the oyster-rock shallows and careened away."</div>]]></description>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>"It was in the clove of seasons, summer was dead but autumn had not yet been born, that the ibis lit in the bleeding tree."</div>]]></description>
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         <title>¨pride is a wonderful, terrible thing, a seed that bears two vines, life and death.¨</title>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>"I began to weep, and the tear-blurred vision in red before me looked very familiar." </div>]]></description>
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         <title>&quot;..and his neck and the front of his shirt were stained with brilliant red&quot; </title>
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         <title>&quot;Limply, he fell backward onto the earth. He had been bleeding from the mouth, and his neck and front of his shirt were staind brilliant red.&quot;</title>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>"He was pale, and lingered just inside the screen door. "Did you get the scarlet ibis buried?"</div>]]></description>
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         <title>Death/Dying</title>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>" Everyone thought he was going to die-everybody but Aunt Nicey who delivered him. She said he would live because he was born in a caul."</div>]]></description>
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         <title>&quot;They named him William Armstrong, which was like tying a big tail on a small kite. Such a name sounds good only on a tombstone. &quot;</title>
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         <title>&quot;It was in the clove of seasons, summer was dead but autumn had not yet been born, that the ibis lit in the bleeding tree.&quot;</title>
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         <title>&quot;for it lay on the earth like a broken vase red flowers,&quot;</title>
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         <title>Justin kreider</title>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>"What is it?" he asked. At that moment the bird began to flutter, but the wings were<br>uncoordinated, and amid much flapping and a spray of flying feathers, it tumbled down, bumping through<br>the limbs of the bleeding tree and landing at our feet with a thud. Its long, graceful neck jerked twice into<br>an S, then straightened out, and the bird was still</div>]]></description>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>"Hope no longer hid in the dark palmetto thicket but perched like a cardinal in the lacy toothbrush tree, brilliantly visible." </div>]]></description>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>"Even death did not mar its grace, for it lay on the earth like a broken vase of red flowers, and we stood around it,awed by its exotic beauty."</div>]]></description>
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         <title>&quot;&quot;It&#39;s a great big red bird!&quot; he called. The bird croaked loudly again, and Mama and Daddy came out into the yard.&quot;</title>
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         <title>Birds</title>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>" A screech owl flapped out of the box into our faces, covering us with Paris green."</div>]]></description>
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         <title>&quot;ferns unfurled and birds broke into song.&quot;</title>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>"He seemed all head, with a tiny body which was red and shriveled like an old man's."</div>]]></description>
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         <title>Justin Kreider</title>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>"Specially red dead birds!"</div>]]></description>
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         <title>Justin Kreider</title>
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         <title>&quot;Dead birds is bad luck,&quot; said Aunt Nicey, poking her head from the kitchen door. &quot;Specially red dead birds!&quot;</title>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>"Even death did not mar its grace, for it lay on Earth like a broken vase of red flowers, and we stood around it, awed by its exotic beauty."</div>]]></description>
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         <title>&quot;Even death did not mar its grace, for it...&quot;</title>
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         <title>Red</title>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>" He had been bleeding from the mouth, and his neck and the front of his shirt were stained a brilliant red."</div>]]></description>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>"Sadly, we all looked back at the bird. A scarlet ibis!"</div>]]></description>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>"In May and June there was no rain and the crops withered, curled up, then died under the thirsty sun."</div>]]></description>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>" His head was thrown far back making his vermillion neck appear unusually."</div>]]></description>
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         <title>&quot;The last graveyard flowers were blooming, and their smell drifted across the cotton field and through every room of our house, speaking softly the names of our dead&quot;</title>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>"their smell drifted across the cotton field and through every room of our house, speaking softly the names of our dead."</div>]]></description>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>"Wherever we went, I purposely walked fast, and although he kept up, his face turned red and his eyes became glazed."</div>]]></description>
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         <title>&quot;Did you get the scarlet ibis get buried?&quot;</title>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>"Trembling, he'd push himself up, turning first red, then a soft purple".</div>]]></description>
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         <title>It seemed so hopeless from the beginning that it&#39;s a miracle I didn&#39;t give up. But all of us must have something or someone to be proud of, and Doodle had become mine. I did not know then that pride is a wonderful, terrible thing, a seed that bears two vines, life and death.</title>
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