The Secret of Sarah RevereHoughton Mifflin Harcourt, 1 ëèñò. 1995 ð. - 338 ñòîð. The daughter of Paul Revere tells of her father’s secret—and her own: “A lively, exciting picture of Boston going to war…excellent.”—VOYA Thirteen-year-old Sarah Revere knows her father is a Patriot hero, a champion of the Colonies against the British. But she also knows that Paul Revere guards a secret about the start of the Revolutionary War that he will tell no one—not his new wife, not his best friend, not even his trusted daughter. It seems everyone in her family has secrets. Sarah’s even got one of her own—and it's tearing her apart…. This is a “beautifully crafted” novel of a young girl growing up—and a country’s battle for independence (School Library Journal). “As usual, Rinaldi has done her homework; the book is solidly researched and extremely well written. Readers will not soon forget these characters…Vivid in the best sense of the word.”—Kirkus Reviews A New York Public Library “Book for the Teen Age” Includes a reader's guide |
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... Grandmother? She could scare him off. She could scare the British off the hill. They should have let her go and fight them. She's gone to market. No more sickness in her bones. She's come to life in Watertown. All the prominent Whigs ...
... Grandmother? She could scare him off. She could scare the British off the hill. They should have let her go and fight them. She's gone to market. No more sickness in her bones. She's come to life in Watertown. All the prominent Whigs ...
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... come back later," he said. "I'm busy now. Tell him to come back in an hour." "Why don't you just say no?" I asked. Foolish question. Could he ever say no? To Grandmother, when she terrorized us? To his customers, who owed 9.
... come back later," he said. "I'm busy now. Tell him to come back in an hour." "Why don't you just say no?" I asked. Foolish question. Could he ever say no? To Grandmother, when she terrorized us? To his customers, who owed 9.
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Ann Rinaldi. Grandmother, when she terrorized us? To his customers, who owed him so much money? To the Sons of Liberty or the Committee of Safety, when they asked him to take all those rides? "Twouldn't be seemly, him a man of God. He's ...
Ann Rinaldi. Grandmother, when she terrorized us? To his customers, who owed him so much money? To the Sons of Liberty or the Committee of Safety, when they asked him to take all those rides? "Twouldn't be seemly, him a man of God. He's ...
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... Grandmother scolds?" He smiled. "My litde Iamb," he said, "a young woman already. And lovely. Isn't she, John?" "Father!" I chided him and blushed. I saw John blush, too. "You know I love you, Sarah," Father said. "You've always been my ...
... Grandmother scolds?" He smiled. "My litde Iamb," he said, "a young woman already. And lovely. Isn't she, John?" "Father!" I chided him and blushed. I saw John blush, too. "You know I love you, Sarah," Father said. "You've always been my ...
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... Grandmother and her vile moods. And how my sister the first Mary was born under the smallpox flag and died a year later. And how my sister Isanna died. And Mother was buried under a tombstone with a skull and crossbones on it He wrote ...
... Grandmother and her vile moods. And how my sister the first Mary was born under the smallpox flag and died a year later. And how my sister Isanna died. And Mother was buried under a tombstone with a skull and crossbones on it He wrote ...
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