During the winter of 1943-4, my parents lived in a poorly heated flat in Kilburn, North-West London. My mother worked at the Ministry of Food while my father wrote Animal Farm, reading drafts to her each night. Their teamwork was significant; my mother engaged deeply with the story, suggesting it be a beast fable instead of a political polemic. By February 1944, they completed one of the most beautifully written books of the century, which serves as a satire of the Russian revolution and Stalinist betrayal, an experience my parents personally witnessed during the Spanish Civil War.
During the winter of 1943-4, my parents lived in a poorly heated flat in Kilburn, London, as my mother worked for the Ministry of Food and my father wrote Animal Farm.
My father respected my mother's talents greatly and believed she had significantly contributed in planning Animal Farm, even suggesting it should be a beast fable.
Animal Farm serves as a timeless satire of the Russian revolution and exemplifies the betrayal that led to Stalinist autocracy, which my parents experienced firsthand.
The collaboration between my parents resulted in one of the most beautifully written books of the century, completed in February 1944.
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