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      <title>The Three Lil Pigs by Ondina Funez-Zelaya</title>
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      <description>Adoria Jones, Mollie Eaves</description>
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      <pubDate>2017-09-07 14:12:40 UTC</pubDate>
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         <title>Chapter 4; Page 38-39</title>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>"Nevertheless, they were both thoroughly frightened by the rebellion on Animal Farm,<br>and very anxious to prevent their own animals from learning too much about it. At first<br>they pretended to laugh to scorn the idea of animals managing a farm for themselves.<br>The whole thing would be over in a fortnight, they said. They put it about that the<br>animals on the Manor Farm (they insisted on calling it the Manor Farm; they would not<br>tolerate the name "Animal Farm") were perpetually fighting among themselves and<br>were also rapidly starving to death. When time passed and the animals had evidently<br>not starved to death, Frederick and Pilkington changed their tune and began to talk of<br>the terrible wickedness that now flourished on Animal Farm. It was given out that the<br>animals there practised cannibalism, tortured one another with red-hot horseshoes, and<br>had their females in common. This was what came of rebelling against the laws of<br>Nature, Frederick and Pilkington said."<br><br>We chose this paragraph because all of the humans refuse to call it an animal farm. Instead, they call it the manor farm. They laugh at the idea that the animals can organize anything. </div>]]></description>
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         <title>Chapter 4; Page 39-40</title>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>"However, these stories were never fully believed. Rumours of a wonderful farm, where<br>the human beings had been turned out and the animals managed their own affairs,<br>continued to circulate in vague and distorted forms, and throughout that year a wave of<br>rebelliousness ran through the countryside. Bulls which had always been tractable<br>suddenly turned savage, sheep broke down hedges and devoured the clover, cows<br>kicked the pail over, hunters refused their fences and shot their riders on to the other side. Above all, the tune and even the words of 'Beasts of England' were known<br>everywhere. It had spread with astonishing speed. The human beings could not contain<br>their rage when they heard this song, though they pretended to think it merely<br>ridiculous. They could not understand, they said, how even animals could bring<br>themselves to sing such contemptible rubbish. Any animal caught singing it was given a<br>flogging on the spot. And yet the song was irrepressible. The blackbirds whistled it in<br>the hedges, the pigeons cooed it in the elms, it got into the din of the smithies and the<br>tune of the church bells. And when the human beings listened to it, they secretly<br>trembled, hearing in it a prophecy of their future doom."<br><br>We chose this paragraph because even though the animals were punished for singing the beast of England, they refused to stop singing it because it gave them hope.</div>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>2017-09-07 14:32:06 UTC</pubDate>
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         <title>Chapter 4; age 43 </title>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>"No sentimentality, comrade!" cried Snowball from whose wounds the blood was still<br>dripping. "War is war. The only good human being is a dead one."<br><br>We chose this paragraph because<br>it is saying that every human is evil and they could not make any positive comments towards humans. &nbsp;</div>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>2017-09-07 14:35:12 UTC</pubDate>
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