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ANIMAL FARMGEORGE ORWELLGlobal Grey ebooksANIMAL FARMBYGEORGE ORWELL1945Animal Farm by George Orwell.This edition was created and published by Global Sách animal farm George Orwell Grey ©Global Grey 2020Get more free ebooks atglobalgreydM»iikSx£QjmContentsChapter OneChapter Two chapter ThreeChapter FourChapter FiveChapter SixChapter SevenChapter EightChapter NineChapter TenChapter OneMr. Jones, of the Manor Farm, had locked the hen-houses for the night, but was too drunk to r Sách animal farm George Orwell emember to shut the pop-holes. With the ring of light from his lantern dancing from side to side, he lurched across the yard, kicked off his boots atSách animal farm George Orwell
the back door, drew himself a last glass of beer from the barrel in the scullery, and made his way up to bed, where Mrs. .Jones was already snoring.AsANIMAL FARMGEORGE ORWELLGlobal Grey ebooksANIMAL FARMBYGEORGE ORWELL1945Animal Farm by George Orwell.This edition was created and published by Global Sách animal farm George Orwell at old Major, the prize Middle White boar, had had a strange dream on the previous night and wished to communicate it to the other animals. It had been agreed that they should all meet in the big barn as soon as Mr. Jones was safely out of the way. Old Major (so he was always called, though the name Sách animal farm George Orwell under which he had been exhibited was Willingdon Beauty) was so highly regarded on the farm that everyone was quite ready to lose an hour’s sleep inSách animal farm George Orwell
order to hear what he had to say.At one end of the big barn, on a sort of raised platform, Major was already ensconced on his bed of straw, under a laANIMAL FARMGEORGE ORWELLGlobal Grey ebooksANIMAL FARMBYGEORGE ORWELL1945Animal Farm by George Orwell.This edition was created and published by Global Sách animal farm George Orwell nevolent appearance in spite of the fact that his tushes had never been cut. Before long the other animals began to arrive and make themselves comfortable after their different fashions. First came the three dogs. Bluebell, Jessie, and Fincher, and then the pigs, who settled down in the straw immedi Sách animal farm George Orwell ately in front of the platform. The hens perched themselves on the window-sills, the pigeons fluttered up to the rafters, the sheep and cows lay downSách animal farm George Orwell
behind the pigs and began to chew the cud. The two cart-horses. Boxer and Clover, came in together, walking very slowly and setting down their vast haANIMAL FARMGEORGE ORWELLGlobal Grey ebooksANIMAL FARMBYGEORGE ORWELL1945Animal Farm by George Orwell.This edition was created and published by Global Sách animal farm George Orwell had never quite got her figure back after her fourth foal. Boxer was an enormous beast, nearly eighteen hands high, and as strong as any two ordinary horses put together. A while stripe down his nose gave him a somewhat stupid appearance, and in fad he was not of first-rate intelligence, but he was Sách animal farm George Orwell universally respected for his steadiness of character and tremendous powers of work. After the horses came Muriel, the while goal, and Benjamin, theSách animal farm George Orwell
donkey. Benjamin was the oldest animal on the farm, and the worst tempered. He seldom talked, and when he did, it was usually to make some cynical remANIMAL FARMGEORGE ORWELLGlobal Grey ebooksANIMAL FARMBYGEORGE ORWELL1945Animal Farm by George Orwell.This edition was created and published by Global Sách animal farm George Orwell ong the animals on the farm he never laughed. If asked why, he would say that he saw nothing to laugh at. Nevertheless, without openly admitting it, he was devoted to Boxer; the two of them usually spent their Sundays together in the small paddock beyond the orchard, grazing side by side and never s Sách animal farm George Orwell peaking.'Hie two horses had just lain down when a brood of ducklings, which had lost their mother, filed into the barn, cheeping feebly and wanderingSách animal farm George Orwell
from side to side to find some place where they would not be trodden on. Clover made a sort of wall round them with her great foreleg, and the ducklinANIMAL FARMGEORGE ORWELLGlobal Grey ebooksANIMAL FARMBYGEORGE ORWELL1945Animal Farm by George Orwell.This edition was created and published by Global Sách animal farm George Orwell daintily in, chewing at a lump of sugar. She took a place near the front and began flirting her white mane, hoping to draw attention to the red ribbons it was plaited with. Last of all came the cat, who looked round, as usual, for the warmest place, and finally squeezed herself in between Boxer and Sách animal farm George Orwell Clover; there she purred contentedly throughout Major’s speech without listening to a word of what he was saying.All the animals were now present exceSách animal farm George Orwell
pt Moses, the tame raven, who slept on a perch behind the back door, when Major saw that they had all made themselves comfortable and were waiting attANIMAL FARMGEORGE ORWELLGlobal Grey ebooksANIMAL FARMBYGEORGE ORWELL1945Animal Farm by George Orwell.This edition was created and published by Global Sách animal farm George Orwell m later. I have something else to say first. I do not think, comrades, that I shall be with you for many months longer, and before I die, I feel it my duty to pass on to you such wisdom as 1 have acquired. I have had a long life, 1 have had much time for thought as 1 lay alone in my stall, and I thi Sách animal farm George Orwell nk I may say that I understand the nature of life on this earth as well as any animal now living. It is about this that I wish to speak to you.“Now, cSách animal farm George Orwell
omrades, what is the nature of this life of ours? Let US face it: our lives are miserable, laborious, and short. We are born, we are given just so mucANIMAL FARMGEORGE ORWELLGlobal Grey ebooksANIMAL FARMBYGEORGE ORWELL1945Animal Farm by George Orwell.This edition was created and published by Global Sách animal farm George Orwell instant that our usefulness has come to an end we arc slaughtered with hideous cruelty’. No animal in England knows the meaning of happiness or leisure after he is a year old. No animal in England is free. The life of an animal is misery and slavery: that is the plain truth."But is this simply part Sách animal farm George Orwell of the order of nature? Is it because this land of ours is so poor that it cannot afford a decent life to those who dwell upon it? No, comrades, a thoSách animal farm George Orwell
usand times no! The soil of England is fertile, its climate is good, it is capable of affording food in abundance to an enormously greater number of aANIMAL FARMGEORGE ORWELLGlobal Grey ebooksANIMAL FARMBYGEORGE ORWELL1945Animal Farm by George Orwell.This edition was created and published by Global Sách animal farm George Orwell rt and a dignity that arc now’ almost beyond our imagining, why then do we continue in this miserable condition? Because nearly the whole of the produce of our labour is stolen from us by human beings. There, comrades, is the answer to all our problems. Il is summed up in a single word — Man. Man is Sách animal farm George Orwell the only real enemy we have. Remove Man from the scene, and the root cause of hunger and overwork is abolished for ever."Man is the only creature thaSách animal farm George Orwell
t consumes without producing. I le does not give milk, he does not lay eggs, he is loo weak lo pull lhe plough, he cannot run fast enough to catch rabANIMAL FARMGEORGE ORWELLGlobal Grey ebooksANIMAL FARMBYGEORGE ORWELL1945Animal Farm by George Orwell.This edition was created and published by Global Sách animal farm George Orwell st he keeps for himself. Our labour tills the soil, our dung fertilises it, and yet there is not one of us that owns more than his bare skin. You cows that I sec before me. how many thousands of gallons of milk have you given during this last year? And what has happened to that milk which should hav Sách animal farm George Orwell e been breeding up sturdy calves? Every drop of it has gone down the throats of our enemies. And you hens, how many eggs have you laid in this last yeSách animal farm George Orwell
ar, and how many of those eggs ever hatched into chickens? The rest have all gone to market to bring in money for Jones and his men. And you, clover, ANIMAL FARMGEORGE ORWELLGlobal Grey ebooksANIMAL FARMBYGEORGE ORWELL1945Animal Farm by George Orwell.This edition was created and published by Global ANIMAL FARMGEORGE ORWELLGlobal Grey ebooksANIMAL FARMBYGEORGE ORWELL1945Animal Farm by George Orwell.This edition was created and published by GlobalGọi ngay
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