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Soldiers Don't Complain...i Am Not Going To Do It; I Will Pretend This Is Part Of A War.

I Dare Say It Is Rather Hard To Be A Rat,” She Mused. “nobody Likes You. People Jump And Run Away And Scream Out: ‘oh, A Horrid Rat!’ I Shouldn’t Like People To Scream And Jump And Say: ‘oh, A Horrid Sara!’ The Moment They Saw Me, And Set Traps For Me, And Pretend They Were Dinner. It’s So Different To Be A Sparrow. But Nobody Asked This Rat If He Wanted To Be A Rat When He Was Made. Nobody Said: ‘wouldn’t You Rather Be A Sparrow?

How It Is That Animals Understand Things I Do Not Know, But It Is Certain That They Do Understand. Perhaps There Is A Language Which Is Not Made Of Words And Everything In The World Understands It. Perhaps There Is A Soul Hidden In Everything And It Can Always Speak, Without Even Making A Sound, To Another Soul.

Her Affection For Everything She Could Love Increased.

Perhaps To Be Able To Learn Things Quickly Isn't Everything. To Be Kind Is Worth A Great Deal To Other People...lots Of Clever People Have Done Harm And Have Been Wicked.