Over here in Germany there has been some updates on how the Jews are escaping. The Nazis are missing that information.The Jews are getting help by the Danish and the Swedish. The Danish people are helping by building secret areas in their boats, and taking them to Sweden. The Swedish People are taking them in. When the soldiers are searching the boats the Jews get into the secret areas and they have to drug up the babys so the soldiers won’t hear them. The Danish are also putting fish over the door where the Jews hide because the soldiers don’t like getting their boots all dirtied up. The soldiers are trying to find the Jews so they are bringing dogs with them now to sniff the them out. Danish people found a way around that, too. They figured out if you mix dried rabbits blood and cocaine it will knumb all the dogs noses that smell it then the dogs will eventually lose their sense of smell. The worst part about all this is if the soldiers catch them the Jews will be sent to consintration camps and everyone who helped the Jews would be shot in public.  So they are risking their life for others. Danish people are also feeding the Jews, but a little at a time because they can’t get caught.That’s the update about the ways of escape so don’t spread the word to the soldiers or you will cause thousands of people to be harmed, hurt, or even killed.

I was sitting in the stand with my dad waiting for a good deer to come out.  Then all of a sudden my dad told me to get ready.   I gently put my gun out the window.   He told me before you shoot take a deep breath and then ease your finger onto the trigger.   I did as he said.   I looked up as my dad was laughing and there I saw a spike flat on its back twitching trying to get up, but it couldn’t.  We got out of the stand and my dad told me to put my gun on it and hold its head up while he took a picture for my mom.  After I took a picture we went to go pick up my grandpa then Kyle and his dad.   When my grandpa got in the truck he asked me “well did you see anything” and I said “yes sir, I saw what is on the back of the truck.” We picked up everyone and headed to the shed to go skin it and believe me it was disgusting to watch my dad skin that spike with my knife.  When he was done skinning it I looked at it and  I was so happy that I killed a deer. That was the most exciting moment this Christmas that I will never forget.

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