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Animal Farm Monologue

  • Date Submitted: 05/28/2012 11:35 PM
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I waited, patiently for each of the farm animals to amble into the big barn. I went over and over my peculiar dream and I was ready to convey it to the farm animals. Once they had made themselves comfortable, I began
‘Comrades, you have heard already about the strange dream I had last night. But i will come to that....’   In this speech I would introduce the idea of rebellion. A rebellion that would soon arrive when the time is right. I hope that my comrades would be willing. I’m sure they would; my word is law.
‘Now, comrades, what is the nature of this life of ours? Let us face it, our lives are miserable, laborious and short. We are born, we are given just so much food as will keep the breath in our bodies , and those of us who are capable of it are forced to work to the last atom of our strength; and the very instant that our usefulness has come to an end we are slaughtered with hideous cruelty. No animal in England know the meaning of happiness or leisure after he is a year old. No animal in England is free. The life of an animal is misery and slavery: that is the plain truth’ I insisted
Looks of horror and disgust spread across the faces of those before me. But it was the truth, they needed to realize that this is what they have been doing all their lives. This is the way humans treat us. All humans. No human is trust worthy.
‘Man is the only creature that consumes without producing. He does not give milk, he does not lay eggs, he is too weak to pull the plough, and he cannot run fast enough to catch rabbits. Yet he is lord of all animals.’ I finished.   That thought sickens me. That anyone is above another. Equality is the way to go. No lords or rulers. Just equality.
‘Is it not clear, then, comrades that all the evils of this life of ours spring from the tyranny of human beings? Only get rid of Man, and the produce of our labour would be our own. Almost overnight we could become rich and free. What then must we do? Why, work night and day, body and...


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