You lived on a farm with many other animals. Mr. Jones was the owner of the farm, along with his workers, but they were abusive. They beat you down until you would finally cooperate and work. Once you got old, or became useless, they would kill you or send you off to be butchered. Old Major, the eldest pig, was coming close to death, but yet had one last speech. He told everyone to gather that night in the barn near his bed. Everyone showed besides Moses, the raven who works for Mr. Jones and tells lies. It was Snowball, Napoleon, and Squealer, the pigs. Boxer, Clover, and Mollie, the horses. The ducklings who had no mother. The dogs, and the cat. The sheep and the chickens. And the depressed donkey, Benjamin. Old Major has his speech. “You all, comrades, while I am dead, will eventually rebel against Mr. Jones and his men.. you shall take over the farm.. and you shall not leave any animal behind.. all animals, who walk on four legs or have wings, are comrades.. those who walk on two legs and have hands, humans, are enemies..” He spoke. As the meeting came to an end, everyone went to sleep while thinking about Old Major’s words. Old Major passed the next day. The rebellion came faster than expected, however. Mr. Jones had been drinking a lot more and neglecting you and the others, barely feeding you. He would just stay in his home. You all were starved. You broke into his shed and ate whatever trash you could. He and his men ran out with whips and began beating you and the others. But you didn’t take it anymore. You and the other animals bucked at him, forcing he and his men out of the farm, and closed it off, locking him out. His wife, Mrs. Jones, and Moses, snuck off the farm a different way while you drove out Mr. Jones. You all officially had the farm to yourself. Only animals.