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= Kaitlin, Sarah, Rachel, Jessica = = Food Rankings: = = ﻿1.Root beer = = = = 2.Butter Biscuit = = 3.Stew = = =

= ﻿Tableau: All = = Three Panel Brochure:Kaitlin = = Recipe:Kaitlin = = Newspaper: = = -Sarah: Moral = = -Jessica: Editorial = = -Kaitlin: Obituary = = - Rachel : News Article = = Compare and Contrast Chart: Jessica = = Brouchure = = = = ﻿ Venn Diagram= [] [] = Kaitlin Carnes's Obituary ﻿Racel Seemann = = Sarah Goodwin's Moral =
 * Billy || Both || Wilson Rawls ||
 * He had lived on a farm for his childhood. || They both were schooled by their mothers at home. || The Call of the Wild by Jack London is what inspired him to write the book. ||
 * He went hunting almost every night. || They were both raised in the Ozark Mountains. || He decided he wanted to be a writer. ||
 * He won a trophy for having the best hunting dog. || They both had sisters. || His wife was the one to make him re-write the story and send it to a publisher. ||
 * He fought off a mountain lion with his dogs. || They both had some type of pet. || On his journey he wrote the manuscript for Where the Red Fern Grows. ||
 * He had schooling when he was young. ||  || On his journey he wrote the manuscript for Where the Red Fern Grows ||

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= ﻿Editorial = I liked this book for many reasons. One is that is was so heartfelt and written correctly. Whenever I think of a book that we read at school I think, ugh, another boring old book. But after reading this story I think twice about school books. I have read this book many times, and every time I read it I notice something different that I didn't notice before, or a detail that I over-looked. Over all, This was one book that never really got old for me. I always cried in a sad part, and was so happy in the sections where billy got his trophy, or brought home his dogs. You could really feel like you were in the book with billy and his dogs, chasing the raccoon down the riverbank. One book that you must read at least once in your life time. Thank you.

= Native American Legend: The Rabbit and the Grouse Girls =

The rabbit once went out on the prairie in winter time. On the side of a hill away from the wind he found a great company of girls all with grey and speckled blankets over their backs. They were the grouse girls and they were coasting down hill on a board. When the rabbit saw them, he called out: "Oh, maidens, that is not a good way to coast down hill. Let me get you a fine skin with bangles on it that tinkle as you slide." And away he ran to the tepee and brought a skin bag. It had red stripes on it and bangles that tinkled. "Come and get inside," he said to the grouse girls. "Oh, no, we are afraid," they answered. "Don't be afraid, I can't hurt you. Come, one of you," said the rabbit. Then as each hung back he added coaxingly: "If each is afraid alone, come all together. I can't hurt you all." And so he coaxed the whole flock into the bag. This done, the rabbit closed the mouth of the bag, slung it over his back and came home. "Grandmother," said he, as he came to the tepee, "here is a bag full of game. Watch it while I go for willow sticks to make spits." But as soon as the rabbit had gone out of the tent, the grouse girls began to cry out: "Grandmother, let us out." "Who are you?" asked the old woman. "Your dear grandchildren," they answered. "But how came you in the bag?" asked the old woman. "Oh, our cousin was jesting with us. He coaxed us in the bag for a joke. Please let us out." "Certainly, dear grandchildren, I will let you out," said the old woman as she untied the bag: and lo, the grouse flock with achuck-a-chuck-achuck flew up, knocking over the old grandmother and flew out of the square smoke opening of the winter lodge. The old woman caught only one grouse as it flew up and held it, grasping a leg with each hand. When the rabbit came home with the spits she called out to him: "Grandson, come quick. They got out but I have caught two." When he saw what had happened he was quite angry, yet could not keep from laughing. "Grandmother, you have but one grouse," he cried, and it is a very skinny one at that."

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