Personal Narrative: My Experience Of War

In a time of war, I felt very limited, trapped in my situation, I had to do something. Looking back now many things contributed to that decision. My grandmother, Bathsheba, used to come visit my home in Plymouth, when I lived with my mother. She would tell me about a woman named Joan of Arc, a woman that led the french to victory over the british. My grandmother also made me aware of how that woman died, by being burned at the stake for not listening to the rules of the church. Many times when I was young, my mother and grandmother would talk of war and how it affected all our family, so I couldn’t help but listen. I even heard of story about my father’s cousin, Captain Simeon Sampson, dressing as a woman in order to escape during the French and Indian War. I once asked him, at the age of four, if I could be his cabin boy to which he responded, by giving me a dismissing laugh.

I soon pushed those worries to the …show more content…
I let him tend to my head wound and after he finished he left me and moved onto his next patient, after he left me I snuck away, limping. Soon after, I stopped and pulled out my knife knowing the ball had to come out of my leg. I cringed as I drove the knife in and removed it. I spent some time recovering from my injuries, but was still committed to the war effort, so I returned to the fight.

After my return to war, I soon began to serve General John Paterson, as a personal waiter. I was relieved for several months from the fighting. Soon the Treaty of Paris was signed and the war was over but people continued to rebel, so it wasn’t over yet. But I soon came down with a serious fever and had no choice but to return to a hospital to be treated after falling unconscious. The doctor discovered I was actually a woman, and had me brought to his home where his wife took care of me until I regained my