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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... to the hill today and dying up to his knees in blood. "For all you've done raising an army, you couldn't command a group of bell ringers at the Cockerel," Rachel told him last night. "Just the same, dear girl, I'm going. Come have a 7.
... to the hill today and dying up to his knees in blood. "For all you've done raising an army, you couldn't command a group of bell ringers at the Cockerel," Rachel told him last night. "Just the same, dear girl, I'm going. Come have a 7.
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... the eighteenth of April, when he'd sneaked out of Boston to take his small boat across the Charles, where they had a horse waiting for him, my father had been locked inside himself. Further than he'd been after my mother had died. 15.
... the eighteenth of April, when he'd sneaked out of Boston to take his small boat across the Charles, where they had a horse waiting for him, my father had been locked inside himself. Further than he'd been after my mother had died. 15.
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Ann Rinaldi. himself. Further than he'd been after my mother had died. But in a different way, now. Then, he was hurting for himself. Now, he was hurting for others. And behaving as if he alone were accountable for what all those ...
Ann Rinaldi. himself. Further than he'd been after my mother had died. But in a different way, now. Then, he was hurting for himself. Now, he was hurting for others. And behaving as if he alone were accountable for what all those ...
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... dying. Good people. And my fa- ther helped start the fighting." He stopped writing. He looked at me as if I had uncommon powers. "He and his friends started this war. And we don't know yet if the other colonies are in this fight with us ...
... dying. Good people. And my fa- ther helped start the fighting." He stopped writing. He looked at me as if I had uncommon powers. "He and his friends started this war. And we don't know yet if the other colonies are in this fight with us ...
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... died. And how my father's work, for the Sons of Liberty and the Provincial Congress near ruined all that." "Yes ... died a year later. And how my sister Isanna died. And Mother was buried under a tombstone with a skull and crossbones on ...
... died. And how my father's work, for the Sons of Liberty and the Provincial Congress near ruined all that." "Yes ... died a year later. And how my sister Isanna died. And Mother was buried under a tombstone with a skull and crossbones on ...
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