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		<title>My First Lion</title>
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		<description><![CDATA[ My Fist Lion Clancy Sayer One day towards the end of January, my dad woke me up earlier than usual and informed me that his friend Mike was looking for lion tracks and wanted me to go hunt with him. I immediately replied &#8220;YES!&#8221; I hurried and changed into my long johns and wool pants, then headed out to the truck. My brother and sister thought it was unfair that I got to hunting while they had to go to school so my dad let them go with us too It seemed like it took forever to get to our destination, especially because it was my first lion hunt and if I was lucky my first big game animal]]></description>
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