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<!--Generated by Squarespace Site Server v4.1.2 (http://www.squarespace.com/) on Sun, 20 Jul 2008 02:42:12 GMT--><feed xmlns="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/"><title>Book Of Hector</title><subtitle>Book Of Hector</subtitle><id>http://BloggingPoet.squarespace.com/book-of-hector/</id><link rel="alternate" type="application/xhtml+xml" href="http://BloggingPoet.squarespace.com/book-of-hector/"/><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://BloggingPoet.squarespace.com/book-of-hector/atom.xml"/><updated>2008-07-11T01:08:32Z</updated><generator uri="http://www.squarespace.com/" version="Squarespace Site Server v4.1.2 (http://www.squarespace.com/)">Squarespace</generator><entry><title>Chapter 37</title><category>East Asia</category><id>http://BloggingPoet.squarespace.com/book-of-hector/2008/7/11/chapter-37.html</id><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://BloggingPoet.squarespace.com/book-of-hector/2008/7/11/chapter-37.html"/><author><name>Billy</name></author><published>2008-07-11T01:05:28Z</published><updated>2008-07-11T01:05:28Z</updated><summary type="html" xml:lang="en-US"><![CDATA[Hector left Burma feeling better about himself than he had felt in weeks. One of the things he had failed to realize was how tough it is being the one who solves all the problems. He also understood that it really helps to be able to tell your problems to someone else. He decided he should initiate some sort of order to the flock that would allow all the birds someone to talk to from time to time. He decided it was time to again call for a meeting of the &lsquo;First Nine.&rsquo; &ldquo;Is everything okay?&rdquo; Dorothy asked as she flew in to the meeting.]]></summary></entry><entry><title>Chapter 36</title><category>voices in my head</category><id>http://BloggingPoet.squarespace.com/book-of-hector/2008/7/11/chapter-36.html</id><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://BloggingPoet.squarespace.com/book-of-hector/2008/7/11/chapter-36.html"/><author><name>Billy</name></author><published>2008-07-11T00:57:58Z</published><updated>2008-07-11T00:57:58Z</updated><summary type="html" xml:lang="en-US"><![CDATA[The flock remained on the Cape York Peninsula for a couple of days before beginning their crossing of the Torres Strait, back to the island of New Guinea. Three of Jeff and Sidney&rsquo;s chicks chose to stay in Australia while the other two chose to join the flock. The five would live out their lives separated as birds often choose to do, and while Sidney and Jeff knew they would miss them, they understood that it had to be.]]></summary></entry><entry><title>Chapter 35</title><category>Australia</category><id>http://BloggingPoet.squarespace.com/book-of-hector/2008/7/11/chapter-35.html</id><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://BloggingPoet.squarespace.com/book-of-hector/2008/7/11/chapter-35.html"/><author><name>Billy</name></author><published>2008-07-11T00:49:46Z</published><updated>2008-07-11T00:49:46Z</updated><summary type="html" xml:lang="en-US"><![CDATA[Upon their arrival back on the Cape York Peninsula, they were greeted by Jeff, Sidney, and five chicks, the first born to the flock. The &lsquo;First Nine&rsquo; were all back together now, along with over two thousand of Hector&rsquo;s followers. &ldquo;Wow!&rdquo; Desiree said, &ldquo;your chicks sure did grow up to be pretty, Sidney.&rdquo;]]></summary></entry><entry><title>Chapter 34</title><category>Australia</category><id>http://BloggingPoet.squarespace.com/book-of-hector/2008/7/11/chapter-34.html</id><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://BloggingPoet.squarespace.com/book-of-hector/2008/7/11/chapter-34.html"/><author><name>Billy</name></author><published>2008-07-11T00:44:54Z</published><updated>2008-07-11T00:44:54Z</updated><summary type="html" xml:lang="en-US"><![CDATA[The trip north was the hardest they had endured yet. The inner parts of the continent of Australia are a mix of deserts, dry lakes, sand dunes, grasslands, and occasional woodlands, but nowhere is water abundant, and the lack of fresh drinking water made survival difficult. Add to that the fact that this was the Australian summer season, and it was surely a recipe for death.]]></summary></entry><entry><title>Chapter 33</title><category>Australia</category><id>http://BloggingPoet.squarespace.com/book-of-hector/2008/4/17/chapter-33.html</id><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://BloggingPoet.squarespace.com/book-of-hector/2008/4/17/chapter-33.html"/><author><name>Billy</name></author><published>2008-04-17T01:46:33Z</published><updated>2008-04-17T01:46:33Z</updated><summary type="html" xml:lang="en-US"><![CDATA[Australia had become the biggest test the flock had faced thus far. The elements, the predators, and their sheer numbers were taking their toll on the members of the flock and some were very unhappy with Hector for leading them there. While Hector remembered that he had been the one bird who had not expressed an interest in going o Australia, he knew it would accomplish nothing to remind them of such. By the time they met Randy and the others at a place known as Nullarbor on the southern coast of the continent, many were ready to just give up. &ldquo;Hey Dude,&rdquo; Randy crowed as he flew up to greet his friend, &ldquo;am I glad to see you.&rdquo;]]></summary></entry><entry><title>Chapter 32</title><category>Hatching</category><id>http://BloggingPoet.squarespace.com/book-of-hector/2008/4/17/chapter-32.html</id><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://BloggingPoet.squarespace.com/book-of-hector/2008/4/17/chapter-32.html"/><author><name>Billy</name></author><published>2008-04-17T01:33:41Z</published><updated>2008-04-17T01:33:41Z</updated><summary type="html" xml:lang="en-US"><![CDATA[On the other side of the continent problems were beginning to pile up on Randy. It wasn&rsquo;t that he was doing anything wrong, it was just that there were so many things to take care of, and unlike Hector, Randy never had the option of starting with only a few followers. There were squabbles and disputes among followers, disciples who were trying to win his favor, and the ever constant threat of predators. Then Sidney and Jeff had to add to his problems. &ldquo;Randy,&rdquo; Sidney said, &ldquo;Jeff and I need to talk to you.&rdquo;]]></summary></entry><entry><title>Chapter 31</title><category>Australia</category><id>http://BloggingPoet.squarespace.com/book-of-hector/2008/4/17/chapter-31.html</id><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://BloggingPoet.squarespace.com/book-of-hector/2008/4/17/chapter-31.html"/><author><name>Billy</name></author><published>2008-04-17T01:24:59Z</published><updated>2008-04-17T01:24:59Z</updated><summary type="html" xml:lang="en-US"><![CDATA[With Dorothy scouting ahead for places to rest and feed, Hector led his half of the flock to the west along the Gulf of Carpentara. Australia is a big place, but because it would soon be winter in the north, they had all season to fly around it. This would allow them to spread the words of the Creator all around Australia.]]></summary></entry><entry><title>Chapter 30</title><category>Australia</category><id>http://BloggingPoet.squarespace.com/book-of-hector/2008/3/31/chapter-30.html</id><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://BloggingPoet.squarespace.com/book-of-hector/2008/3/31/chapter-30.html"/><author><name>Billy</name></author><published>2008-03-31T00:30:22Z</published><updated>2008-03-31T00:30:22Z</updated><summary type="html" xml:lang="en-US"><![CDATA[That very speech made all of the &ldquo;First Nine&rsquo; realize for the first time how important their journey had become. Hector had just declared all of them to be prophets. No more were they just flying along because it seemed like a fun thing to do. No more did they fly just to be among the first birds to fly around the world. No more were they flying with Hector out of devotion or brotherly love. Now they were all prophets with a message to take to the world and a mission to fulfill. For the first time, Hector accepted the fact that perhaps he really was the Prophet. All were now renewed and more willing than ever to take on the challenges of taking the words of the Creator to the rest of the world, but for now they were faced with the task of taking the words to Australia. It would not be an easy task.]]></summary></entry><entry><title>Chapter 29</title><category>East Asia</category><id>http://BloggingPoet.squarespace.com/book-of-hector/2008/3/31/chapter-29.html</id><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://BloggingPoet.squarespace.com/book-of-hector/2008/3/31/chapter-29.html"/><author><name>Billy</name></author><published>2008-03-31T00:20:42Z</published><updated>2008-03-31T00:20:42Z</updated><summary type="html" xml:lang="en-US"><![CDATA[From Borneo, the flock island hopped from one small island to the next across Indonesia, and on to New Guinea, the third largest island in the world. New Guinea was another tropical paradise, but like so many tropical paradises, there were lots of things there that some birds might not like. For starters: there were snakes, lots of snakes, big and small snakes lived almost everywhere they landed. And most of these snakes loved the taste of birds. There were also a number of lizards that enjoyed a fresh bird every once in a while, and a few of Hector&rsquo;s flock ended up in the bellies of some of these reptiles.]]></summary></entry><entry><title>Chapter 28</title><category>birds of a feather</category><id>http://BloggingPoet.squarespace.com/book-of-hector/2008/3/31/chapter-28.html</id><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://BloggingPoet.squarespace.com/book-of-hector/2008/3/31/chapter-28.html"/><author><name>Billy</name></author><published>2008-03-31T00:12:22Z</published><updated>2008-03-31T00:12:22Z</updated><summary type="html" xml:lang="en-US"><![CDATA[Most of the birds welcomed Hector and his flock. A few even said they&rsquo;d like to come along. Most of the birds got along well together, but there were flocks of Black-headed Munias who absolutely refused to get along with anyone. Whenever anyone from the flock would even get near them, the entire flock of Munias would fly away. &ldquo;What&rsquo;s wrong with them?&rdquo; Desiree asked.]]></summary></entry></feed>