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		<title>A Story by River</title>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 13 Oct 2008 15:25:53 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[The Great Plague
Hi, my name is Katie. I am eight years old. This is a story about when my sister got the plague.
It is London 1665. The plague is raging. I can hear carts on the cobble stones which are taking the dead people away. The air smells horrible! My family has not got the [...]]]></description>
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<p><a title="Doktor Schnabel von Rom, engraving by Paul Fürst" href="http://art-bin.com/art/medhistorypix/omedicalimages19.html"><img src="http://www.elytra.net/blog/wp-content/uploads/2008/10/doktorschnabel.jpg" alt="" width="370" height="446" align="left" /></a>Hi, my name is Katie. I am eight years old. This is a story about when my sister got the plague.</p>
<p>It is London 1665. The plague is raging. I can hear carts on the cobble stones which are taking the dead people away. The air smells horrible! My family has not got the plague yet!  I feel a bit worried because I&#8217;m afraid my family might get it.</p>
<p>My mom Sarah sent me to get some bread. On the way there I saw lots of red crosses on doors. The red crosses meant that the family had the plague. I also saw some plague doctors. The plague doctors had some bird beak thing and a long coat so that they would not get the plague.  When I got to the the bakery there weren&#8217;t as many people as normal. I put  my money in some vinegar because the vinegar was supposed to kill any germs on the money.  Just as I was leaving I overheard some kids talking about how lucky they were because there Mom had recovered from the plague.</p>
<p>When I got home I asked where my sister Molly was because she always comes running when I open the door. Molly is only two.  My Mom said in a worried tone of voice “I&#8217;m afraid Molly has caught the plague!” I tried not to cry but I could not help it. I just hoped and hoped that she would recover like those kids&#8217; Mom. I asked her if I  could see Molly but Mom just said “She has gone to Grandma Beth&#8217;s house because she lives alone in a big cottage so no one will catch it from her.” “Can&#8217;t I do any thing about it?” I said. “No, you can&#8217;t but you could go and see if you could find a plague doctor for me.” So off I went. I knew it would be easy because when I was going to get the bread I saw tons of them. But I didn&#8217;t think it would be that easy. As soon as I walked out of the door I saw one coming to our house because my Mom had painted a red cross on our door and a doctor had not come yet. I told him that my sister Molly had caught the plague and was at my Grandma Beth&#8217;s house. He asked me how to get there. I told him how.</p>
<p>After 5 days Molly was better!  The last symptom, black buboes, had not appeared.  I was soooooo happy!</p>
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