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(They work not so much for their own) as for others. 'It is necessary work.' Professor Smith had said. 'Somebody has to teach the children.' Mr. Spiral had said. 'These farmers depend on me.' Captain Languill had said. Their purposes and jobs seemed completely honorable to me. They did not feel they were better than anyone else. They were not working just to make a lot of money. I read the papers every day. The front pages were full of greedy, self-important, hostile people. The backroads were another country.

 

In April of that year 1968, civil rights leader Martin Luther King, Jr. was murdered. In June, Robert Kennedy was murdered as he campaigned for president. Several American cities exploded in riots and flames. I felt so sad for the two dead men and for the country they had done so much to change for the better. I might have thought the country was going insane if I had not been on the road. I had eyes and ears. I kept meeting people who made me feel sure about the future.

 

In July, I met Pet Baker, a young white woman in Reno, Nevada. The night Martin Luther King was killed, Pet Baker sat up late. I have to do something about this, she thought. On her way to work she had often passed big, empty space in a black community. She wondered why the city had not made a park in the empty space. Now she went to see the man who represented her community on the City Council. He told her there was no money to build a park. He explained how difficult it would be to raise the money. Pet Baker decided she could not wait. She went to talk with people in the black community. She went to garden supply companies and cement companies and builders and the heads of local building unions. Soon her idea became everybody's idea. At 7:30 one Friday morning, a crowd began to gather at the empty space in Reno, Nevada.

 

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They work not so much for their own as for others. It is necessary work. Professor Smith had said. Somebody has to teach the children. Mr. Spiral had said. These farmers depend on me. Captain had said. Their purposes and jobs seemed completely honorable to me. They did not feel they were better than anyone else. They were not working just to make a lot of money. I read the papers every day. The front pages were full of greedy, self-important, hostile people. The back roads were another country. 

In April of that year 1968 several rights leader Martin Luther King Junior was murdered. In June Robert Kennedy was murdered as he campaigned for president. Several American cities exploded in riots and flames. I felt so sad for the two dead men and for the country they had done so much to change for the better. I might have thought the country was going insane if I had not been on the road. I had eyes and ideas. I kept meeting people who made me feel sure about the future.

In July I met Pat Becker a young white woman in Nevada. The night Martin Luther King was killed, Pat Becker sat up late. I have to do something about this. She thought. On her way to work she had often passed up big, empty space in a black community. She wondered why the city had not made a park in the empty space. Now she went to see the man who represented her community on the city council. He told her there was no money to build a park. He explained how difficult it would be to raise the money. Pat Becker decided she could not wait. She went to talk with people in the black community. She went to garden supply companies and semet companies and builders and the heads of local building units. Soon her idea became everybody's idea. At 7:30 one Friday morning, a crowd began to gather at the empty space in Nevada.

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They work not so much for their own as for others. It is necessary work. Professor Smith had said. Somebody has to teach the children. Mr. Spiral had said. These farmers depend on me. Captain had said. Their purposes and jobs seemed completely honorable to me. They did not feel they were better than anyone else. They were not working just to make a lot of money. I read the papers every day. The front pages were full of greedy, self-important, hostile people. The back roads were another country. 

In April of that year 1968 several rights leader Martin Luther King Junior was murdered. In June Robert Kennedy was murdered as he campaigned for president. Several American cities exploded in riots and flames. I felt so sad for the two dead men and for the country they had done so much to change for the better. I might have thought the country was going insane if I had not been on the road. I had eyes and eyes. I kept meeting people who made me feel sure about the future.

In July I met Pat Becker a young white woman in Nevada. The night Martin Luther King was killed, Pat Becker sat up late. I have to do something about this. She thought. On her way to work she had often passed up big, empty space in a black community. She wondered why the city had not made a park in the empty space. Now she went to see the man who represented her community on the city council. He told her there was no money to build a park. He explained how difficult it would be to raise the money. Pat Becker decided she could not wait. She went to talk with people in the black community. She went to garden supply companies and sarment companies and builders and the heads of local building units. Soon her idea became everybody's idea. At 7:30 one Friday morning, a crowd began to gather at the empty space in Nevada.

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They work not so much for their own as for others. It is necessary work. Professor Smith had said. Somebody has to teach the children. Mr. Spiral had said. These farmers depend on me. Captain L had said. Their purposes and jobs seemed completely honorable to me. They did not feel they were better than anyone else. They were not working just to make a lot of money. I read the papers every day. The front pages were full of greedy, self-important, hostile people. The back roads were another country. 

 

In April of that year 1968 civil rights leader Martin Luther King Junior was murdered. In June Robert Kennedy was murdered as he campaigned for president. Several American cities exploded in riots and flames. I felt so sad for the two dead men and for the country they had done so much to change for the better. I might have thought the country was going insane if I had not been on the road. I had ice and beers. I kept meeting people who made me feel sure about the future.

 

In July I met Pat Becker a young white woman in Reno,Nevada. The night Martin Luther King was killed, Pat Becker sat up late. I have to do something about this. She thought. On her way to work she had often passed up big, empty space in a black community. She wondered why the city had not made a park in the empty space. Now she went to see the man who represented her community on the city council. He told her there was no money to build a park. He explained how difficult it would be to raise the money. Pat Becker decided she could not wait. She went to talk with people in the black community. She went to garden supply companies and cement companies and builders and the heads of local building unions. Soon her idea became everybody's idea. At 7:30 one Friday morning, a crowd began to gather at the empty space in Reno,Nevada.

 

 

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They work not so much for their own as for others. It is necessary work. Professor Smith had said. Somebody has to teach the children. Mr. Spiral had said. These farmers depend on me. Captain L had said. Their purposes and jobs seemed completely honorable to me. They did not feel they were better than anyone else. They were not working just to make a lot of money. I read the papers every day. The front pages were full of greedy, self-important, hostile people. The back roads were another country. In April of that year 1968 civil rights leader Martin Luther King Junior was murdered. In June Robert Kennedy was murdered as he campaigned for president. Several American cities exploded in riots and flames. I felt so sad for the two dead men and for the country they had done so much to change for the better. I might have thought the country was going insane if I had not been on the road. I had ice and beers. I kept meeting people who made me feel sure about the future. In July I met Pat Baker a young white woman in Reno,Nevada. The night Martin Luther King was killed, Pat Baker sat up late. I have to do something about this. She thought. On her way to work she had often passed up big, empty space in a black community. She wondered why the city had not made a park in the empty space. Now she went to see the man who represented her community on the city council. He told her there was no money to build a park. He explained how difficult it would be to raise the money. Pat Baker decided she could not wait. She went to talk with people in the black community. She went to garden supply companies and cement companies and builders and the heads of local building unions. Soon her idea became everybody's idea. At 7:30 one Friday morning, a crowd began to gather at the empty space in Reno,Nevada.

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                As for others."It is necessary work."Professor Smith had said."Somebody has to teach the children."Mr Spiral had said."These farmers depend on me."Captain Landguill had said.Their purposes and jobs seemed completely honourable to me.They did not feel they were better than anyone else.They were not working just to make a lot of money.
                I read the papers everyday.The frontpages were full of greedy,selfimportant,hostile people.The backroads were another country.In April halfback year,1968.Several rights leader,Martin Luther King Junor,was murdered.In June,Robert Kennedy was murdered as a compaign for president.Several American cities exploded his rights and flames.I felt so sad for the 2 dead men,and for the country they had done so much to change for the better.
                I might have thought the country was going insane if I had not been on the road.I had an idea,I kept metting people who made me feel sure about the future.In july,I met Pet Baker,a young white woman in Renow Nobater.The night Martin Luther King was killed,Pet Baker sat up late."I have to do something about this."She thought.On her way to work,she had often passed up big empty space in a black community.She wondered why the city had not made a park in the empty space.Now,she went to see the man who represented her community on the city council.He told her there was no money to build a park.He explained how difficult it would be to raise the money.Pet Baker decided she could not wait,she went to talk with people in the black community.She went to garden supply companies,and cement companies,and builders and the heads of local building unions.Soon,her idea became everybody's idea.
                It's 7:31 Friday morning,a crowd began to gather at the empty space in Reno,Nevada.

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(They work not so much for their own) as for others. 'It is necessary work.' Professor Smith had said. 'Somebody has to teach the children.' Mr. Spiral had said. 'These farmers depend on me.' Captain Languill had said. Their purposes and jobs seemed completely honorable to me. They did not feel they were better than anyone else. They were not working just to make a lot of money. I read the papers every day. The front pages were full of greedy, self-important, hostile people. The backroads(乡村小径) were another country.

 

In April of that year 1968, civil rights leader Martin Luther King, Jr. was murdered. In June, Robert Kennedy was murdered as he campaigned for president. Several American cities exploded in riots and flames. I felt so sad for the two dead men and for the country they had done so much to change for the better. I might have thought the country was going insane if I had not been on the road. I had eyes and ears. I kept meeting people who made me feel sure about the future.

 

In July I met Pet Baker, a young white woman in Reno,Nevada. The night Martin Luther King was killed, Pet Baker sat up late. I have to do something about this, she thought. On her way to work she had often passed a (pass up是拒绝、抵抗的意思) big, empty space in a black community. She wondered why the city had not made a park in the empty space. Now she went to see the man who represented her community on the City Council. He told her there was no money to build a park. He explained how difficult it would be to raise the money. Pet Baker decided she could not wait. She went to talk with people in the black community. She went to garden supply companies and cement companies and builders and the heads of local building unions. Soon her idea became everybody's idea. At 7:30 one Friday morning, a crowd began to gather at the empty space in Reno,Nevada.

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"as for others,is it necessary work",professor Smith had said."Somebody has to teach the children",Mr.Spiral has said."These farmers depend on me",captain Languill has said.Their purposes and jobs seem to completely honorable to me.They did not feel they were better than than anyone else,they were not working just to make a lot of money.I read the newspaper everyday,the front pages full of greedy,self-important,hostile people,the backroads were another country. In April of that year,1968,civil right leader,Martin Luther King Jr was murdered.In June ,Robort Kennedy was murdered,as he campaigned for president.Several American cities exploided in riots and flames.I felt so sad for the two dead men and for the country they had done so much to change for the better.I might have thought the country is going insane if I have not been on the road.I had eyes and ears.I kept meeting people who make me feel sure about the future. In July,I met Pet Baker,a young white women in Reno Venada.The night Martin Luther King was murdered,Pet Baker sat up late.I have to do something about this,she thought.On her way to work,she had often past a big empty space in the black community.She had wondered why the city had not build a park in the empty community.Now she went to meet the man who represent her community in the city council.He told her that there's no moner to build the park.He explained how difficult it would be to raise the money.Pet Baker decided that she could not wait.She went to talk with people in the black community.She went to garden supply companies,and sement companies and builders and heads of the local building unions.Soon her idea became everybody's idea.At 7:30 one Friday morning,a crowd began to gather at the empty space in Reno Nevada.
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As for others, “it is necessary work” Professor Mr. Smith had said.

 

“Somebody has to teach the children,” Mr. Spirer had said, “these farmers depend on me.” Captain Landguill had said. Their purposes and jobs seem completely honorable to me. They didn’t feel they were better than anyone else, they were not working just make a lot of money. I read the papers everyday, the front pages were full of greedy, self-important, hostile people, the back roads are another country.

 

In April of that year 1968, several rights leader, Martine Luther King, Julier was murdered. In June, Robert Canady was murdered as a compaign for president. Several American cities exploded in riots and flames. I felt so sad for the two deadmen and for the country they had done so much to change for the better. I might have thought the country was going in same, if I had not been on the road. I had eyes and ears, I kept meeting people who made me sure about the future.

 

In July I met Pat Baker, a young white woman in Reno, Nevada. The night Martin Luther King was killed, Pat Baker sat up late. I have to do something about this, she thought. One her way to work, she had often passed a big empty spaces in black commnity. She wondered why the city had not made a park in the empty spaces. Now she went to see the man who represent her commnity on the City Council. He told her there was no money to build a park, explain how difficulty would be to raise the money. Pat Baker dicided she could not wait, she went to talk with people in the black commnity, she went to garden supplier companies and cement companies and builders and the heads of local building unions. Soon, her idea became everybody’s idea. At 7:30 one Friday morning, a crow began together at the empty space in Reno Nevada.

 

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As for others, 'It is necessary work.' professor Smith had said. 'Somebody has to teach the children.' Mr.S. had said. 'This farmers depend on me.' captain L had said. Their purposes and jobs seemed completely honourable to me. They did not feel they were better than anyone else, they were not working just make a lot of money. I read the papers everyday. The front pages were full about greedy, self important hostile people. The backroads were anther country.
In april of that year 1968, civil rights leader Martin Rood King Jr. was murdered. In june Robert Kennedy was murdered as he campaigned for president. Several American cities exploded in riots and flames. I felt so sad for the two dead men and for the country they had done so much to change for the better. I might afford the country was going insane. If i had not been on the road. I had eyes and ears. I kept meeting people who made me feel sure about the feture. In july I met P.Biger a young quiet woman in R. The night Martin Rood King was killed. P Biger sat of late I have to do something about this she thought. On her way to work she had often passed a big empty space in a black community. She wondered why the city had not make a park in the empty the space. Now she went to see the man who represented her community on the city council. He told her there was no money to build a park, the explain how difficult it would be to raise the money. That baker decided she could not wait. She went to talk with people in the black community, she went to garden supply companies and cement companies and builders and the heads of local building unions. Soon, her idea became everybody's idea. At 7:30 one Friday morning a crowd began to gather at the empty space in R.

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(They work not so much for their own) as for others. 'It is necessary work.' Professor Smith had said. 'Somebody has to teach the children.' Mr. Spiral had said. 'These farmers depend on me.' Captain Languill had said. Their purposes and jobs seemed completely honorable to me. They did not feel they were better than anyone else. They were not working just to make a lot of money. I read the papers every day. The front pages were full of greedy, self-important, hostile people. The backroads were another country.

 

In April of that year 1968, civil rights leader Martin Luther King, Jr. was murdered. In June, Robert Kennedy was murdered as he campaigned for president. Several American cities exploded in riots and flames. I felt so sad for the two dead men and for the country they had done so much to change for the better. I might have thought the country was going * if I had not been on the road. I had eyes and ears. I kept meeting people who made me feel sure about the future.

 

In July, I met Pet Baker, a young white woman in Reno, Nevada. The night Martin Luther King was killed, Pet Baker sat up late. I have to do something about this, she thought. On her way to work she had often passed big, empty space in a black community. She wondered why the city had not made a park in the empty space. Now she went to see the man who represented her community on the City Council. He told her there was no money to build a park. He explained how difficult it would be to raise the money. Pet Baker decided she could not wait. She went to talk with people in the black community. She went to garden supply companies and *companies and builders and the heads of local building unions. Soon her idea became everybody's idea. At 7:30 one Friday morning, a crowd began to gather at the empty space in Reno, Nevada.

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homework (They work not so much for their own) as for others. 'It is necessary work.' Professor Smith had said. 'Somebody has to teach the children.' Mr. Spiral had said. 'These farmers depend on me.' Captain Languill had said. Their purposes and jobs seemed completely honorable to me. They did not feel they were better than anyone else. They were not working just to make a lot of money. I read the papers every day. The front pages were full of greedy, self-important, hostile people. The backroads were another country. In April of that year 1968, civil rights leader Martin Luther King, Jr. was murdered. In June, Robert Kennedy was murdered as he campaigned for president. Several American cities exploded in riots and flames. I felt so sad for the two dead men and for the country they had done so much to change for the better. I might have thought the country was going * if I had not been on the road. I had eyes and ears. I kept meeting people who made me feel sure about the future. In July, I met Pet Baker, a young white woman in Reno, Nevada. The night Martin Luther King was killed, Pet Baker sat up late. I have to do something about this, she thought. On her way to work she had often passed big, empty space in a black community. She wondered why the city had not made a park in the empty space. Now she went to see the man who represented her community on the City Council. He told her there was no money to build a park. He explained how difficult it would be to raise the money. Pet Baker decided she could not wait. She went to talk with people in the black community. She went to garden supply companies and *companies and builders and the heads of local building unions. Soon her idea became everybody's idea. At 7:30 one Friday morning, a crowd began to gather at the empty space in Reno, Nevada.
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as for others,it is necessary work,professor smith had said,somebody has to teach the children,Mr Spiral had said,these farmers depend on me,Captial Languill had said,their purposes and jobs seemed completely horonable to me.They did not feel they were better than anyone else,they were not working just to make a lot of money.

I read the papers everyday,the frontpages were full of greedy ,self-important,hostile people,the backroads were another country.

In Apirl of that year 1968,civil rights leader Martin Luther King was murdered,in June,Robert Kennedy was murdered as he compaigned for president,severval american cities explored in riots and flames ,I felt so sad for the two dead men and for the country they had done so much to change for the better,I might (have) thought the country was going insane if I had not been on-the-road,I had an idea/eyes and ears,I can't/kept meeting people who make/made me fell/feel sure about the future.

In July,I met Pet Baker,a young quite woman in Reno, Nevada,the night Martin Luther King was killed,Pet Baker sat up late ,I have to do something about this,she thought.On her way to work,she had often passed a big empty space in a black community,she wondered why the city has not made the park in the empty space,now she went to see the man who represented her community on the city console/council.

he told her there was no money to build a park,they/he explained how difficult it would (be) to raise the money
.Pet Baker decided she could not wait,she went to talk with people in the black community,she went to gold/garden suppler/supply companies and
cement companies and builders and the heads of locate units,soon,her idea became everybody's idea.

At 7:30 one friday morning,a crowd began to gather (at) the empty space in Reno,Nevada

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As for others. “It is necessary work.” Professor Smith had said. “Somebody has to teach the children.” Mr. * had said. “These farmers depend on me.” Captain * had said. Their purposes and jobs seem to be completely * to me. They did not feel they were better than anyone else. They were not working just to make a lot of money. I read the papers every day. The front pages were full of greedy, self-important, * people. The back roads were another country.
In April, * that year, 1968, * rights leader Martin Luther King, Jr. was murdered. In June, Robert Kennedy was murdered as he campaigned for president. Several American cities exploded in rights and flames. I felt so sad for the two dead men, and the country they had done so much to change for the better. * thought the country was going in *, if I hadn’t been on the road. I had * ideas. I kept meeting people who made me feel sure about the future. In July, I met Pet Baker, a young white woman in *. The night Martin Luther King was killed, Pet Baker set up late. “I have to do something about this.” She thought. On her way to work, she had often passed up big empty space in a white community. She wondered why the city hadn’t made a park in the empty space. Now, she went to see the man who represented her community on the city council. He told her, there was no money to build a park, explaining how difficult it would be * the money. Pet Baker decided she could not wait. She went to talk with people in the black community. She went to golden supply companies, and * companies, and builders, and the heads of local building union. Soon, her idea became everybody’s idea. At 7:30 one Friday morning, a crowd began to gather at the empty space in *.
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