The Winter of Red Snow

The Winter of Red Snow


Book - 1996
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Eleven-year-old Abigail presents a diary account of life in Valley Forge from December 1777 to July 1778 as General Washington prepares his troops to fight the British.
Publisher: New York : Scholastic Inc., c1996.
ISBN: 9780590226530
Branch Call Number: J/GREG
Characteristics: 173 p. : ill., map ; 20 cm.


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Aug 16, 2016

Dear America series is fantastic, love the diary format and the viewpoint from a young girls. It makes history come alive with a day to day feeling. These would make great adjuncts to basic history classes.

Jul 22, 2015

A good quick reading book.

Love this "diary" and its sequel, Cannons at Dawn. Kristiana Gregory is a great author!
Also, check out the other books in the Dear America series; When will this Cruel War End, Across the Wide and Lonesome Prairie (also by Gregory), and many others!

Jan 24, 2013

It was an excellent book!

Jul 05, 2012

It's creepy how it really describes the amputations, but otherwise I loved it! :)

Jun 14, 2012

scary, but good.

Mar 10, 2009

i cant put it down!


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The baby is sick. Elisabeth and I have stayed home from school to help. When I tucked Sally into her trundle last night she threw her arms around my neck sobbing, "Shall this baby die like the others?" Elisabeth kneeled to kiss Sally, but she, too, began to weep, then so did I. Mama has birthed nine children; three girls-that's us- and now six boys. We have not had a brother live through his first winter. After Sally had cried herself to sleep, Elisabeth and I lay in bed whispering. Soon she was quiet. I crept across the cold floor to look out the window. The creek looked like a silver ribbon winding its way among the trees toward the Schuylkill River and the house were Mrs. Hewes lives. Her upstairs window glowed with candlelight, and I hoped she was awake, praying for our baby. I was.

I woke to sleet hitting the window and another sound I'd not heard before. A drumbeat. Papa came in from milking and said, "The soldiers are coming."
...Finally, through the gray, we saw them. Three officers on horseback led. We ran outside to cheer, but the men were quiet and thin. The sight of them took my breath away. "They have no shoes," Elisabeth whispered. We watched for several minutes as they passed by. We were unable to speak. Their footprints left blood in the snow.


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Jan 24, 2013

violinp thinks this title is suitable for 7 years and over


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