I like the spring. It is April now and we elected Comrade Napoleon to be our President. We learned that Snowball had been on Jones's side during the Battle of Cowshed. The marks on the back of Snowball's back were made by Comrade Napoleon's teeth. Moses came back that summer. He would tell us tales of Sugarcandy Mountain. After my hoof healed, I worked harder than I had worked before. There was a lot of work to be done and I never gave up. I will work harder! The others said that I wasn't really gaining weight and they were worried. They shouldn't be, I thought. Clover and Benjamin once again told me to take it easy but yet again I told them I was fine. On one evening in the summer, I was dragging a load of stone down to the windmill and suddenly I was tripping over myself and had fallen on the ground. I couldn't get up! I yelled for Clover. I told her that it was my lung. I told her that the other animals should finish the windmill by themselves. Squealer came saying that Comrade Napoleon would send me to a hospital in Willingdon. I was worried but Squealer reassured me by saying they would take good care of me. For the past two days, I have been sitting in my stall waiting for the ambulance to take me. I have done a lot of thinking and I realize how much I have been looked upon, I have not counted, but I feel like there are many times where I see someone looking at me in wonder, I just hope I will recover well and come back in time to help rebuild the windmill. Goodbye for now comrades. I hope to see you soon.
-Boxer
Barley and beer
My hoof hurt very badly. But, I needed to start working on the windmill. Some of the other animals had already started. Clover and Benjamin watched out for me. I am grateful for them. Both of them told me not to work as hard but I told them not to worry about me. My goal was to see the windmill done before my retirement. My retiring age was 12. The winter was as cold as the year before. We still got more food now than we had when Jones was around. I heard that Comrade Napoleon planned on building a schools for the young. It was said that if a pig and another animal were to cross paths, the other animal would have to step out of the way for the pig. That year was successful but we were still short of money. The rations were short in December and February. I was lying down one late February afternoon. I smelled a warm, rich smell of cooking barley. I thought maybe that is what we will be having for supper. But, it was not served for supper. The next morning, Squealer announced that the barley was to be reserved for the pigs only. I heard news that every pig got a ration of a pint of beer everyday, with half a gallon for Comrade Napoleon. Nowadays, there were more speeches and songs. Once a week there was to be a Spontaneous Demonstration. It was to honor the struggles and triumphs of Animal Farm. Me and Clover were to carry the banner saying,"Long Live Comrade Napoleon!"
We were wounded. Some animals had died. Then, I heard a booming of a gun afraid that it was one of the men. I looked up and saw Squealer skipping towards us. Was he with us during the fight? Anyway, I asked Squealer what the gun firing was for. He said that it was to celebrate our victory. I asked him what victory because my knees were bleeding, I had lost my shoe, I split my foot, and about a dozen pellets were in my hind leg. Squealer said that we had driven our enemy off our soil. I said that they destroyed our windmill and we had worked on it for two years! Squealer said that thanks to Comrade Napoleon we have won every inch of Animal Farm back again. I told him we just won back what we had before. After that I limped into the yard. The pain was terrible. It hurt so bad. I realized then that I was 11 years old. Maybe my muscles weren't as strong as they used to be. The battle was called the Battle of the Windmill. I heard later that the pigs had found a case of whiskey in the farmhouse and had begun drinking it. That broke one of the Commandments! The next morning, Squealer came out and said that the Leader was dying. I was startled. I didn't know what to do if he died. Throughout the day though, he seemed to be getting better. He ordered that the drinking of alcohol was to be punished by death. Around midnight that night, there was a loud crash. It woke me immediately. I wasn't able to get up so I told Clover to tell me the news when she got back. When Clover got back she said that they had found Squealer lying on the ground with a paintbrush and white paint. He was quickly dragged away by the dogs. She said that she had Benjamin read her the fifth Commandment. It seems that we had again left out a couple words. It said, "No animal shall drink alcohol to excess."
We were called immediately to the barn. Comrade Napoleon ordered Frederick to death for what he had done. We were warned that Frederick and his men might attack at any moment. The next morning, that is exactly what happened. Frederick and 15 men had come through the front gates with guns in their hands. Me and Comrade Napoleon charged first and tried to get the other animals to keep coming. But, the animals could not stand the pain of the pellets from the guns. Many were wounded. The enemy conquered us. Comrade Napoleon seemed lost. He didn't know what to do.I thought Napoleon always had a plan. I thought that Napoleon could never fail us. Hopefully Pilkington and his men would come help, we all thought. The pigeons came back with a note from Pilkington saying, "Serves you right." Frederick and his men surrounded the windmill. It looked like they were putting something inside it. Explosives! They were going to blow up our precious windmill! I started running but halted and ran back when the first explosion happened. It was over I thought. Suddenly rage grew inside me. I ran over and started beating and kicking the humans until they ran away. The rest of the animals had helped as well. We beat them up and won. They left.
By being friends with Pilkington, Comrade Napoleon got Frederick to increase his price by 12 pounds. Frederick said that he would pay with something called a cheque. It was a slip of paper that gave a promise of paying that much amount of money. But Comrade Napoleon said that he wanted the money handed to him in five-pound notes. Frederick paid up and with that left at a terribly fast speed with the timber. The money was enough to pay for the machinery for the windmill, Comrade Napoleon said. We could have Whymper get the parts for us. At once a meeting was to be held to check out the bank-notes Frederick gave us. Each animal was given one plate of notes. I leaned over to sniff my bank-notes and they all rustled under my breath. Three days after that, Whymper came over. His face was whiter than the paint used in the barn. He ran into the farmhouse. I don't know exactly what happened next but all I heard was the rage in Comrade Napoleon's voice when he screamed in anger. I learned the news a couple minutes later. The bank-notes were forgeries! How could he? How could one be so unobservant? This frustrated me to my limits. I feel like I am taking this personally, I have worked my hardest for the farm, even Napoleon knows! I am always watched, so that must mean they are admiring me, no? After this thought process one thing occurs to me... Frederick got the timber for free!
It is summer and all of our wheat crops are full of weeds. We found out that at night that a Snowball was planting weed seeds next our crops. A gander admitted that he was helping with this to Squealer and the gander committed suicide by swallowing poisonous berries. That's when I realized that Snowball isn't really a hero after all. Now it was fall and we finished the windmill at the same time we finished the windmill. Oh I was so happy about it. All the farm animals worked and worked to finish this thing and now it was finally done. We walked around the windmill and admired our work. Even Comrade Napoleon came down to look at our windmill. He told us that we did a good job and that we should call the windmill Napoleon Mill. I thought that was kind of stupid since Comrade Napoleon didn't do any of the work. But you know whatever he does is probably right. I am really tired of going back and forth in my mind about what is right and what is wrong. After we looked at our finished windmill. We actually had a meeting, for the first time in a while. Here's the real surprise, Comrade Napoleon said that he sold the timber to Frederick. He told us that all the stories about Frederick were not real and that Snowball made up all those stories. It was said that Snowball was actually hiding in Foxwood, not Pinchfield.
This past year had been very rough but rewarding. The poem Minimus had composed for Comrade Napoleon, it was written on the wall of the big barn on the opposite end of the Commandments. Also, a portrait of the Leader was painted by Squealer next to the poem. While that was going on, Comrade Napoleon was having a hard time trying to choose who to trade with. The pile of timber had not been sold yet. Frederick wouldn't give Comrade Napoleon a good price. I heard that some thought that Frederick would tear down our windmill because of jealousy. I also heard that Snowball was staying at Pinchfield Farm. In summer, three hens confessed that they were going to murder Comrade Napoleon because they were inspired by Snowball. They were killed on the spot. I learned that Comrade Napoleon now had four dogs at his bed at night and had one of the pigs test his food to check for poisoning. Comrade Napoleon finally came to a decision on who to trade with a bit later. He was to trade with Mr. Pilkington. As summer came, the windmill was closer to being done. All that hard work would finally have a reward. It was said that Frederick would try to get hold of the title-deed. If he got that, then the police wouldn't ask any questions. I also heard that Frederick flogged a horse to death, starved the cows, killed a dog by throwing it in the furnace, and he was amused when cocks fought with splinters of razor-blade tied to their spurs. I was angry and terrified when I heard these stories. No one really cared about the opinion of a horse but deep down, I knew something was not right. This farmer only added to the list of things that were not right. "Death to Frederick" was to be said instead of saying "Death to Humanity."
Turns out that we missed the last two words of the Sixth Commandment. It actually is "No animal shall kill any other animal without cause." It has been a year since the killings. Throughout the past year, we worked our hardest to rebuild the windmill. The walls were twice as thick. Trying to finish it by the end of the year. I felt like I was working more hours and receiving less food. It was brutal work. During the year, Napoleon didn't show up everywhere as much. However, he sure was having people look around at us while we worked. But, when he did, he had the dogs around him along with a black cockerel who gave a sort of fanfare right before Napoleon spoke. It was said that in the farmhouse Napoleon had a separate room from the others, ate his meals by himself, and ate from the Crown Derby dinner service. We learned from Squealer that the gun would be fired on Napoleon's birthday as well as the other two anniversaries. We never called Napoleon by his first name only. We now called him "our Leader" or "Comrade Napoleon." The pigs created some other names that I can't remember. When Squealer talked about Napoleon, I mean Comrade Napoleon, he would have tears rolling down his cheeks because of how amazing he thought Comrade Napoleon was. I don't really know if I think Napoleon is doing the right things anymore. I am very tired and old now, but not many others are complaining so I should not either. Normally when we accomplished something or we had a stroke of good luck, Comrade Napoleon took it upon himself saying that it was because of him. Minimus composed a poem called Comrade Napoleon. It goes, Friends of fatherless! Fountain of happiness! Lord of the swill-bucket! Oh, how my soul is on Fire when I gaze at thy Calm and commanding eye, Like the sun in the sky, Comrade Napoleon!
Thou are the giver of All that thy creatures love, Full belly twice a day, clean stray to roll upon; Every beast great or small Sleeps at peace in his stall, Thou watchest over all, Comrade Napoleon!
Had I a sucking-pig, Ere he had grown as big, Even as a pint bottle or as a rolling-pin, He should learn to be "Comrade Napoleon!"
It has been awhile since I've seen Snowball. It was said that he was hiding on one of the neighboring farms. Napoleon was getting awfully friendly with the humans. Speaking of which, there was a pile of timber which was stacked ten years ago and Mr. Whymper told Napoleon to sell it. Both Mr. Pilkington and Mr. Frederick wanted it really bad. Napoleon had trouble choosing which farm to sell the timber to. When they were inspecting the timber I looked behind me to see what they were up to. My eyes landed on one of the farmers whispering to Napoleon while looking at me, then Napoleon nodded his head. I found it quite odd. Anyway back to Snowball. Squealer was saying things about Snowball being a traitor. At first I had trouble believing this because Snowball had fought very bravely at the Battle of Cowshed. But then I remembered Napoleon is always right. So if he thinks that Snowball is a traitor then Snowball is a traitor. I didn't like that Snowball always had to get Napoleon upset. I wish they would have been friends. Today, Napoleon did something I thought would never happen on Animal Farm. He had ordered any animal which had committed a crime to confess. It gets worst, he gave them the death sentence. Four pigs, three hens, three sheep, and a goose were all killed. I was really scared. This one time three dogs came at at once, I saw them and I placed my hoof on one of them and the other two ran away. I didn't know what to do so I looked at Napoleon. He was angry and yelled at me to let the dog go. I was frightened. Could Napoleon sometimes be wrong?
The winter was as cold as last year. There was snow and sleet along with frost that didn't move till February. All the humans think that the windmill will fall down because the walls are too thin. So now we have to pull bigger rocks up the hill. The work is very hard. When I get tired I tell myself, "I will work harder." There is hardly any food at the farmhouse. But that isn't the biggest problem. The humans are making lies about how Animals Farm is dying of famine and disease. So Napoleon told the lambs to talk about how the food rations were doubled when Mr. Whymper came for his weekly visits. Napoleon says that Mr. Whymper will tell all the other humans that Animal Farm is surviving this winter. Speaking of Napoleon, he never seems to come out of the farmhouse. Also each door is guarded by scary-looking dogs. He usually sends his message to us by telling Squealer his orders. This morning, Squealer told the hens that they have to give up their eggs because Napoleon had said yes to a deal from Mr. Whymper. The deal was that we need to give him 400 eggs per week for grain and meal which would keep Animal Farm alive. When the hens heard this they were very upset. The hens even tried to rebel against Napoleon's orders which was very stupid because Napoleon is always right. During this "rebellion," the hens flew up and laid their eggs on the rafters which would cause the eggs to fall and smash to bits. When Napoleon saw what they were doing, he became really mad. He said that the hens' rations would be cut off and that if any animal was seen giving food to them, they would die. Nine hens died until the hens finally gave up and agreed to Napoleon's trade.
It was a very cold winter. there was so much snow and sleet and then there was the frost that wouldn't budge till February. I tried my best to help fix the windmill. If we don't finish on time then the humans will be happy ,which is not good.The humans said that the windmill's walls were to thin and that's why they fell the first time. Because of this now we have to get bigger pieces of stone to fix the windmill. Sometimes while working I get very cold and hungry.Then I remind myself "I will work harder!". The food fell really short. There was hardly enough food for us and we all were starving. By the way all the evil humans were spreading nasty lies about Animal Farm like how they were dying or famine and disease. So Napoleon being as smart as he is made sure that when Mr. Whymper came to the farm for his weekly visits, the sheep would say how the food rations were increased so that Mr. Whymper would here and tell all the other farmers. This morning, Squealer told all the hens that they had to give him their eggs because Napoleon had a contract with Mr. Whymper for four hundred eggs for the grain and meal which would keep this farm alive. When the hens heard this, they weren't really happy.So try rebelled against Napoleon's wishes. So you know what Napoleon did? He said that that the hens were not to be fed and if any animal gave them food they were sentenced to death. Nine hens died of starvation. I cried. They did not need to die, but Napoleon is always right. I don't know how to feel. It was said that they died of coccidiosis, but they weren't fooling anyone. Is Animal Farm going to survive this winter?
Winter was freezing! The ground was frozen solid so we couldn't do anything on the fields. The pigs were planning the next season so we had many meetings in the barn. We decided that the pigs should decide all the questions of farm policy but their decisions had to have a majority vote. This was a great system except for the fact that Napoleon and Snowball never agreed! They never ever agreed. Some debates were violent. Snowball often won the majority because of his amazing speeches. But Napoleon was better at gaining support in between times. He would have the sheep bleat "Four legs good two legs bad" when Snowball said something important. Normally I found myself siding with Napoleon. After all, "Napoleon is always right." The biggest debate happened today over the idea of the windmill. Snowball said that we should build a windmill to power everything electrically so that we wouldn't have to work as much. He said that it would take a lot of effort to make it but that it should take a year to make it. As usual Napoleon and Snowball never agreed. Napoleon was against the idea of a windmill saying that we should be focusing on growing food and preparing for when or if the farmers attack again. Snowball's plans were completed and he took us away with the most beautiful speech we had heard. It described Animal Farm as it should be with the windmill. It was Napoleon's turn. All he did was stand there. Then he let out a high-pitched squealing sound and all of a sudden these dogs jumped out and started chasing Snowball out of the barn. Snowball eventually jumped into a hedge and escaped. I realized that the dogs that chased Snowball were the ones that I had forgotten about. The ones of Jesse and Bluebell. Napoleon told us that there were to be no more Sunday Meetings. All we would do Sunday morning is assemble, salute the flag, sing Beasts of England, and get our orders for the week. No more debates. Out of nowhere Napoleon said that the windmill shall be built. He said that it would take at least two years. Squealer later explained to us that the windmill idea was originally Napoleon's idea and that Snowball stole the idea from Napoleon and claimed it to be his own. We then wondered why Napoleon seemed to oppose the idea so much in the debate. Squealer said it was something called tactics. I don't know what that means.
Winter is just just around the corner. Mollie is coming late for work every day. It's like she doesn't care about working. She always comes up with excuses about why she couldn't come to work on time. She said that she overslept or that she was in pain even though her appetite was good. Sometimes she ran away from work and would stand by the drinking pool and stare at her reflection in the water. Clover told me that she saw Mollie the other day. Clover said that Mollie looked like she was being stroked on the nose by one of the neighboring farms' men. Clover told me that when she asked Mollie of this was true, Mollie paced around saying that it wasn't true. Clover said that when she told Mollie to look her in the eyes and tell her the truth, Mollie said the same thing but didn't look her in the eye and then ran off. Clover said that she silently went to Mollie's stall and looked under the hay. She found a pile of lump sugar and bunches of ribbons of different colors. Three days later (today) I realized that Mollie had disappeared. I didn't quite hate her, but she was not one of my close friends. I felt sorry that she could not see that she needed to help the farm to live. The pigeons said that they saw her on the other side of Willingdon. A fat man seemed to be stroking her and feeding her sugar. Her coat was clipped and she wore a ribbon around her forelock. The pigeons said that she was enjoying herself. I never mentioned Mollie again.
I heard news that other farms were receiving information about the rebellion and were learning the tune of Beasts of England. I felt proud that others were realizing that humans are bad people. I was happy to learn that other farms had started rebellions against the humans. That was in the summer. Now it is October and we are harvesting the corn. It has just been cut and stacked. I was walking quietly along the barn when I saw a flock of pigeons flying towards us. They said that they saw Jones, his men, and men from other farms walking through the gate of Animal Farm. I learned that Jones was carrying a gun. I knew exactly what I had to do. I waited for Snowball's instructions and then took off to my post. I looked though a crack to see that Snowball had signaled his first attack. I saw the pigeons and geese attacking. Then Snowball signaled his second attack which he was in. I couldn't make much of the fight out. I saw Snowball running back and when he reached me he gave to signal to attack. I started running. I gained speed and then (without realizing that I had my iron hoofs on) kicked the stable-boy from one of the other farms right in the head. I realized that I frightened the others off. I turned to the stable-boy who now was in the mud. I tried to turn him over but he wouldn't budge. I noticed that the other animals had gathered around me. I apologized to them. I didn't mean or want to kill. Snowball told me that it was okay. That the only good human is a dead one. I stood there in regret. Mollie was missing but we found out that she ran off as soon as the first bullet was fired. The animals had decided to award me along with Snowball the military medal "Animal Hero, First Class" and had given the dead sheep "Animal Hero, Second Class." I felt honored. We decided to call the battle the Battle of the Cowshed because that was where the ambush started. We found Jones' gun in the mud and decided to fire it twice a year, on October 12 in honor of the Battle of the Cowshed and on Midsummer Day in honor of the Rebellion.
It's summer now and the farm animals are working and working. We were as happy as we could ever be. The food that we made was eaten by us and not some human. Since Mr. and Mrs. Jones were no longer taking our food away, we had more food to eat. We had some trouble though. Like when we harvested corn, we had to blow the chaff away with our breath. Thankfully, the pigs with their smartness, and me with my muscles were able to pull them off. I make sure to work hard every day. The cockerels and me have a deal where they make sure to wake me up half an hour before anyone else. Everything was going good on Animal Farm. Nobody stole or argued about their rations. Mollie was not exactly good at getting up in the morning. She would only show up at meal-times and in the evening after all the work was finished. Benjamin, the donkey who was the oldest the farm and who is one of my very good friends, didn't seem to change after the Rebellion. We used to spend our Sundays in the paddock grazing beyond the orchard but never speaking. Now, on Sundays this doesn't work. We also have a ceremony after breakfast. First, we raise the flag, which was an old green tablecloth. Snowball said that the green stands for the green fields of England. The hoof refers to the future when animals rule humans. After we raise the flag, we have an assembly called The Meeting. All the animals plan the work for this week and we also talk a lot about resolutions. Well, only Snowball and Napoleon really debate. They just never seem to agree on anything! The Meeting always ends by singing Beasts of England and in the afternoon we relax. I am so peaceful now these days. Like I said, everything was great on Animal Farm.
The harvest was a huge success! I hauled in so many loads of hay, but it was worth it. I was definitely rewarded. I was so proud. Sometimes I don't feel proud, because I can work harder, but today I felt proud. The work on the farm is hard because we can't use the human tools. However, every time I would look up or take a look around, I would always see a pig looking at me, didn't they know I was a hard worker? Surely they must see? Anyway, since me and Clover know the whole farm like the back of our hoof and we knew mowing and raking better than Jones, we are able to work efficiently. The pigs never work but they are very smart and are willing to lead us. In the meantime, me and Clover harnessed ourselves to the cutter and we started walking round and round the field. One of the pigs was behind us was encouraging me to be better. I kept on walking and walking with Clover. It had been at least two or three hours after when I realized that I was hungry. I asked Clover if she wanted to come and get some food and she agreed, saying that we needed a break. We took off the harness and walked towards the barn. As I walked in, I noticed that the hens and ducks were watching our every move. When it was my turn to pick up a stalk, I made sure that I only took one.
Earlier today, the killings happened. Clover told me later that when we were planning the Rebellion a couple years ago, she did not plan on animals killing animals. However, things were better than when Jones was on the farm. Even though none of us felt that killing other animals was right, we still worked hard, afraid that we might be killed by Napoleon. Clover began singing Beasts of England and after the third time of singing it, Squealer announced that Comrade Napoleon had forbidden the singing of Beast of England. We were shocked! He said that the song was a reminder of the Rebellion. But the Rebellion had already happened so there was no point in singing it anymore. The enemies on the inside and outside have been destroyed and that was the final act of the Rebellion. In the song, he said, we sang about wanting a better society but now we have built it. With that he left. I was about to protest but the sheep interrupted by bleating their usual saying "Four legs good, two legs bad." The song was really nice. I liked Beasts of England. Napoleon should have let us sing it, this made me angry. No one had sung the song since. We did, however, write a new song that went,
Animal Farm Animal Farm, Never through me shalt thou come to harm!
All the animals went into the farm building. It was really scary! The entire house was luxurious. We decided to make it a museum and said that no animal should ever stay there. After eating breakfast, Napoleon and Snowball called us over. They said that today we had to begin the hay harvest.They also said that they had been secretly learning to read and write by using a book that Mr. Jones' children used to read. Napoleon told someone to get black and white paint. We walked towards the road. On the sign where it said Manor Farm, Snowball took some of the paint and wrote Animal Farm. We then went to the big barn where Snowball said that they decided that Animalism should have seven commandments. All the animals on the farm were to live by the commandments. THE SEVEN COMMANDMENTS 1. Whatever goes upon two legs is an enemy. 2. Whatever goes upon four legs, or has wings, is a friend 3. No animal shall wear clothes 4. No animal shall sleep in a bed. 5. No animal shall drink alcohol. 6. No animal shall kill any other animal. 7. All animals are equal. Snowball read the commandments out loud for everyone to hear. After he was done, the other pigs had to milk the cows because they were ready to burst. No one had milked them. I felt bad for them, they were probably really mad. I would be mad too. When that was done, Napoleon said that he would take care of the milk and that we should start getting ready for the harvest. As always I did what I was told. When we came back, I realized that the milk was missing. Where did the milk go?
The animals had just taken over Manor Farm! I couldn't believe it! . We galloped around the farm to make sure that no human was hiding. Next, we burned and threw away all of the things that Jones used on us like whips and nose-rings . Snowball threw away the ribbons that I had to wear when Jones was here, he said that all clothing was a mark of a human being. When I heard that, I went and got my straw hat I wore to keep out the flies in summer. When we were done burning and throwing the human things, Napoleon led us to the store-shed and handed out a double ration to everybody. It was more food than I have ever ate. We sang Beasts of England seven times running back and forth on the farm . After that we settled down and went to sleep feeling more relaxed than ever. When I woke up, I ran around the pasture and rolled in the dew, and kicked the dirt. Me and all the animals looked over the farm. It was like we never seen it before but more importantly this farm was now ours. No more whipping or forced labor. We were free.
The Rebellion happen a lot faster then I thought if would. I guess it's because of Mr.Jones. He was a good master before, but once he started drinking, I think he forgot that he owned a farm! Not that his men were any better.They would never do their work and the farm is so dirty and full of weeds it doesn't even look even look like a farm anymore. Me and the other animals were so hungry. It feels like it was years ago that we ate.That all changed on Midsummer's Eve though. Mr. Jones had gone to town and came back so drunk the next day! His men forgot to feed us again! We finally could take no more and one of cows broke into the place where the food was stored. All the animals ate from the bins. Just our luck! While we all ate Mr. Jones and his men came out with their whips and started whipping us. We all had enough. The way Jones had been treating us was horrible. We never got enough food and whatever we worked for on the farm was given to Jones his wife. We were done being slaves. We started to kick and hit Jones and his men and they started to run away. We galloped behind them in victory until they left the farm along with Mrs. Jones and Moses. I felt so happy. I think every animal was happy on the farm. We defeated the humans! The farm is finally ours! We are victorious!
Old Major died a few days after telling us about his dream. During the next few months, we all kept things to ourselves. we didn't really have much to say or do. We didn't know when the Rebellion would happen but we did know that it would happen soon. The pigs were teaching the others to read and write because they were the smartest.The pigs who stuck out the most to me was Napoleon and Snowball. Another pig on the farm which everyone knew is Squealer. He was really good at changing opinions. All the pigs taught us about Animalism. Almost everyday after Mr. Jones goes to sleep, we all secretly meet in the barn and talked about Animalism. Most of the animals were worried that if Mr. Jones was sent away that they would not get any food. Mollie, the white mare asked the stupidest questions. She was more stupider than me. That made me feel good. Instead of worrying about whether she'll get food or not, she asked if she would still get sugar and wear ribbons after the Rebellion. Snowball told her that those things represented our slavery under Mr. Jones. Moses, the raven who always talked but never worked, tried to explain to us of this bizarre place called Sugarcandy Mountain.The pigs obviously didn't like about the idea of Sugarcandy Mountain.They made sure that none of the animals believed Sugarcandy Mountain. I payed attention to everything the pigs said about Animalism. Me and Clover made sure to be at every meeting in the barn. We always led the singing of Beast of England, which was how every meeting ended. I can't help but wonder, when will the Rebellion happen?
This morning, Napoleon said that from now on, we would trade with neighboring farms for supplies. All of us animals were nervous because we had said at the first meeting that we would never engage in anything involving humans. Napoleon reassured us that we would not come in contact with the human beings. He said that he would take that burden on himself. We were to trade with the Willingdon farm. Mr. Whymper would come on Mondays to receive information on what to do. When he came, I tried to avoid him as best I could. Later in the day, the pigs moved into the farmhouse where Jones and the other humans had lived. Some of the other animals protested saying that it was against the rules for them to do that. However, Squealer convinced them that the Leader (Napoleon) and the other pigs needed a quiet place to be able to think and organize the farm. I heard that the pigs ate their meals in the kitchen and that they slept in the beds. I thought that this was weird but after all Napoleon is always right so there was no need to argue. There was an announcement that the pigs would wake up an hour later than the rest of us. No one complained. The windmill was halfway built which was good news. Sometimes I would come out at night and work on the windmill for at least an hour. Yesterday we weren't able to work on the windmill because the cement was too wet. Last night the rain and wind was incredibly strong. This morning, I woke up to find that our precious windmill had fallen down! It was a horrible sight to see. Napoleon came out and told us the truth. He said that this was Snowball's fault because Snowball wanted us to fail at our plans. Napoleon condemned Snowball to death. Napoleon is always right! This must have been Snowball's fault. Sometimes I get so confused. Snowball was so nice to me. I would never think that he would do something so mean. All the animals were so upset. We were to start rebuilding the windmill in the morning. Long live Animal Farm!
Every day I work hard but, Mr. Jones doesn't give me enough in return. All the animals that live with me on the farm are treated like slaves. We all live in sadness. Old Major had an unusual dream the night before, and he wanted all the farm animals to meet in the big barn as soon as Mr. Jones had left. Major gave a big speech about the evil of man. Do you know what will happen to me when I become weak? Old Major told me that Mr. Jones will sell me to the knacker, who would cut my throat, and boil me down for the foxhounds. But it wasn't just me the evil man would hurt. Old Major said that all of the cow’s milk and all the hen’s eggs are food and money for Mr. Jones and his men. Clover, the other cart-horse was told that all four foals she bore were sold by Mr. Jones. Major told us that all men are enemies and all animals are comrades. Old Major says that whatever walks on two legs is an enemy and whatever has wings or has four legs is a friend. Out of everything that Old Major had said, I only understood one thing: me and the other farm animals deserve better.