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      <title>804 “The Hill We Climb,” by Amanda Gorman and American Values by Marjorie Prat</title>
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      <pubDate>2021-01-26 02:11:53 UTC</pubDate>
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         <title> Wonder</title>
         <author>battah2021</author>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>I wonder what Maya Angelou's reaction of this poem will be</div>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>2021-01-26 18:04:13 UTC</pubDate>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>Where she say "So while once we asked,<br>how could we possibly prevail over catastrophe?<br>Now we assert,<br>How could catastrophe possibly prevail over us?" I loved this because it shows the change of perspective while at first they were scared of the casthrophe but now we are confident in ourselves. Mariam</div>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>2021-01-26 18:04:16 UTC</pubDate>
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         <title>Noticing</title>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>Something that I notice about the poem is that Gorman had a message throughout the poem about America coming together to create something better</div>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>2021-01-26 18:04:47 UTC</pubDate>
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         <title>Notice</title>
         <author>battah2021</author>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>I noticed that there were a few moment where there was a shift in the tone of her voice</div>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>2021-01-26 18:05:24 UTC</pubDate>
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         <title>Dwight </title>
         <author>djames62</author>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>I noticed that she talked a lot about the next generation and she was talking about how being American is more then a pride and that stuck out to me  </div>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>2021-01-26 18:05:27 UTC</pubDate>
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         <title>Wonder</title>
         <author>battah2021</author>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>I wonder why she chose to title the poem" the hill we climb</div>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>2021-01-26 18:06:42 UTC</pubDate>
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         <author>battah2021</author>
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         <description><![CDATA[When day comes we ask ourselves
where can we find light in this never-ending shade?
The loss we carry, 
a sea we must wade. 
We've braved the belly of the beast, 
We've learned that quiet isn't always peace, 
and the norms and notions
of what just is
isn't always just-ice.
]]></description>
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         <pubDate>2021-01-26 18:22:00 UTC</pubDate>
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         <author>battah2021</author>
         <link>https://padlet.com/mprat3/pkp2gea6c1sjfy4n/wish/1128275041</link>
         <description><![CDATA[When day comes we ask ourselves
where can we find light in this never-ending shade?
The loss we carry, 
a sea we must wade. 
We've braved the belly of the beast, 
We've learned that quiet isn't always peace, 
and the norms and notions
of what just is
isn't always just-ice.
]]></description>
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         <pubDate>2021-01-26 18:22:26 UTC</pubDate>
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         <author>battah2021</author>
         <link>https://padlet.com/mprat3/pkp2gea6c1sjfy4n/wish/1129066097</link>
         <description><![CDATA[And yet the dawn is ours
before we knew it.
Somehow we do it.
Somehow we've weathered and witnessed
a nation that isn't broken,
but simply unfinished.
We the successors of a country and a time
where a skinny Black girl
descended from slaves and raised by a single mother
can dream of becoming president
only to find herself reciting for one.
]]></description>
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         <pubDate>2021-01-26 21:12:14 UTC</pubDate>
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         <title></title>
         <author>battah2021</author>
         <link>https://padlet.com/mprat3/pkp2gea6c1sjfy4n/wish/1129066630</link>
         <description><![CDATA[And yet the dawn is ours
before we knew it.
Somehow we do it.
Somehow we've weathered and witnessed
a nation that isn't broken,
but simply unfinished.
We the successors of a country and a time
where a skinny Black girl
descended from slaves and raised by a single mother
can dream of becoming president
only to find herself reciting for one.
]]></description>
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         <pubDate>2021-01-26 21:12:26 UTC</pubDate>
         <guid>https://padlet.com/mprat3/pkp2gea6c1sjfy4n/wish/1129066630</guid>
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         <title>Wonder</title>
         <author>mmejia77</author>
         <link>https://padlet.com/mprat3/pkp2gea6c1sjfy4n/wish/1131755942</link>
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         <pubDate>2021-01-27 14:28:35 UTC</pubDate>
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