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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... and destroy them. Well, it's a fine time for him to decide that now, isn't it? Last night Warren said he was going to fight. "Going to the hill," he told Rachel, like he was talking about going to a frolic. I stood listening 6.
... and destroy them. Well, it's a fine time for him to decide that now, isn't it? Last night Warren said he was going to fight. "Going to the hill," he told Rachel, like he was talking about going to a frolic. I stood listening 6.
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... talking about going 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 ...
... talking about going 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 ...
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... talking to those who were at Lexington and Concord. I would ask him about his ride." Another one, I minded. They come almost every day. How do they find us? "What ride?" I asked, pretending ignorance. I have found lately that it is a ...
... talking to those who were at Lexington and Concord. I would ask him about his ride." Another one, I minded. They come almost every day. How do they find us? "What ride?" I asked, pretending ignorance. I have found lately that it is a ...
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... talk to the man, Sarah," Father said sofdy. "You have my permission to tell him anything he wants to know about us." "I don't know what to say to him." "Yes, you do. You're a young lady now. Thirteen last January." "Why is it that I'm a ...
... talk to the man, Sarah," Father said sofdy. "You have my permission to tell him anything he wants to know about us." "I don't know what to say to him." "Yes, you do. You're a young lady now. Thirteen last January." "Why is it that I'm a ...
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... talk about? What you always ask me? 'Father,' you say, Svhat matters? What's true? Or what people think?' And what do I always say, Sarah?" "What's true," I answered. I wanted to ask, But what is true? Who did fire the first shot? Do ...
... talk about? What you always ask me? 'Father,' you say, Svhat matters? What's true? Or what people think?' And what do I always say, Sarah?" "What's true," I answered. I wanted to ask, But what is true? Who did fire the first shot? Do ...
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