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farah anis

on 26 May 2016

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Mr.Higby,Richard's history teacher,talks about war in the class.He corrects Abner and Peggy when they refer to the Germans as Huns.Hetells the class that the Germans are not Huns and explains that Huns are nomadic. Mongolian horseman who controlled much of Europe.
That night,Richard writes a letter and sends his poem on the troop train to Mr.Kilmer.He also tells him that the last line in that poem is suggested by his friend.
That year,Pa has extra corn to sell and makes profit.Richard enjoys working with Pa,but there is still a barrier between them.He notices that Pa sometimes gazes with a sad and haunted look.
That night,Richard writes a poem about Pa but he may not share it with him.
A few weeks later, Mr.Kilmer writes to Richard that he volunteered to fight in this last war so that young people like him need not fight and die anymore. He also like Hannah's last line for Richard's poem.
Richard shares Mr.Kilmer's latest letter with his class and his poem on a thunderstorm.Then he reads the poem on the troop train which he plan to send to Mr.Kilmer. Now, Blanche, Peggy and a few other students look at Richard wiith newfound respect. Richard tells that he would like a different ending for his poem on the troop train,but he cannot think of one.Hannah suggests changing it to "Althought I wonder why?"
The train is full of soldiers
going off to war.
The thunder of its wheels
Is like a cannon's roar.

I see the young men's faces
As the train goes swiftly by.
I see that they are smiling,
Though some will surely die.
My father has a farmer's hands,
All rough and hard and strong.
His eyes, though, are a poet's eyes
That seem to ache and long.
His lips are all too often closed
And never speak of pain.
What secrets hide inside of him?
Oh, how I wish he would explain !
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