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| Judge II

Posted by admin at 2008, September 25, 4:52 PM
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When Charlie Hestle died, he left a wife and nine children. They lived on a small piece of land in a house with four rooms. Since John was the oldest boy, his mother told him he would have to take care of the family. He was sixteen. John went to Judge Don, the richest man in town, to collect a dollar for some corn the judge bought from John's father. Judge Don gave him the dollar, then he said John's father owed him some money. He said the farmer had borrowed forty dollars from him. ''When do you think you will pay me back the money you owe me?'' the judge asked John. ''I hope you are not like your father,'' he said, ''he was a lazy man who never worked hard.''During that summer, John worked on other people's farms all week. He worked on his own family's land every evening and all day ...

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| Judge I

Posted by admin at 2008, September 25, 4:51 PM
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When Charlie Hestle died, he left a wife and nine children. They lived on a small piece of land in a house with four rooms. John was the oldest boy. He was 16 years old and tall for his age. After his father died, John's mother told him, he would have to take care of the family. So John went into the cornfield behind the small house. There was very little corn and very many weeds. His family needed corn and corn needed room to grow. John bent down and began pulling out the weeds.When John came in for supper that night, he told his mother that he had cleaned half the cornfield. She was surprised and immediately went outside to look at what he had done. While she was looking at the field, she remembered that her husband had sold some corn to Judge Don. She also remembered that they had nev ...

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| The Animals Give Themselves

Posted by admin at 2008, September 25, 4:48 PM
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Our story is called "The Animals Give Themselves" from the book Cloud Walker by Joe Montour published by Forum Publishing. Mr. Montour is a native American from the Mohar nation. He has written stories about young native Americans who grow up in American cities and do not always know a lot about their Indian traditions. Here is Faith Lapidus with the story."Elizabeth." Betty Talen turned to her best friend Debby, "I hate it when my mother calls me Elizabeth, it always means I have to do some work." Betty made her music louder and the two girls laughed.Betty and Debby are 12 years old and live in Fairbanks, Alaska. Together, they share schoolwork and movies and talk a lot. Betty is Coyukan, an Alaskan native nation, and Debby's ancestors came from England.Mrs. Talen came to Betty's ro ...

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| The Devil And Tom Walker

Posted by admin at 2008, September 25, 4:47 PM
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Before we begin our story, let us go back 300 years to the late 1600s. In those years, one of the most famous men in the world was Captain William Kidd. Captain Kidd was a pirate. He sailed the seas, capturing any ships he found. He and his men took money from these ships. Captain Kidd hid this money in different places. Captain Kidd was captured by the English in Boston, Massachusetts and executed in the year 1701. From that time on, people all over the world searched in many places for Captain Kidd's stolen money. The people who lived in Massachusetts in the 1700s believed Captain Kidd buried some of his treasure near Boston. Not far from Boston was a small river which ran into the Atlantic Ocean. An old story said that Captain Kidd had come up this river from the ocean. Then he buried ...

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| The Cask of Amontillado

Posted by admin at 2008, September 25, 4:40 PM
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Our story is called "The Cask of Amontillado." It was written by Edgar Allan Poe. Here is Larry West with the story.Storyteller: Fortunato and I both were members of very old and important Italian families. We used to play together when we were children. Fortunato was bigger, richer and more handsome than I was. And he enjoyed making me look like a fool. He hurt my feelings a thousand times during the years of my childhood. I never showed my anger, however. So, he thought we were good friends. But I promised myself that one day I would punish Fortunato for his insults to me. Many years passed. Fortunato married a rich and beautiful woman who gave him sons. Deep in my heart I hated him, but I never said or did anything that showed him how I really felt. When I smiled at him, he t ...

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