I couldn't believe our luck those few nights ago. It was marvelous what we had accomplished. We proceeded not long after our victory to demolish the harnesses that kept us tied to the human race. We destroyed nosebags, reins, halters, whips and burned them. We feasted on newfound food, and sang "Beasts of England" through and through. As the sun rose we looked out upon all that was ours. Ours. The animals enjoyed themselves ravishing in their freedom. We went into the farmhouse. Disgusted we didn't touch anything. However, and again unsurprisingly, we found Mollie admiring Mrs. Jones' fine ribbons. I reprimanded her and went on to bury the meats and Boxer to drain the beer. We unanimously agreed to never live here or touch this place again. Napoleon then announced the long day ahead of us full of harvest. We pigs then decided it best to share what we had seceretly been doing all these nights. We had been learning to read and write. We also shared that we had put the principles of Animalism into seven simple commandments. Squealer shared that these Seven Commandments would be inscribed upon a wall, which no longer said "Manor Farm", but "Animal Farm". I took up the job of writing these 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.
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.