I am riding in the car. I pass a stable with a girl riding a horse.
Next to them is an American flag. I am suddenly reminded of a girl from the Revolutionary War. This courageous 16 year old rode 40 miles in the middle of the night to warn 400 militiamen that the British were going to attack. The first time I started admiring her was when I was in fifth grade.
We were learning about the Revolutionary War. Our class was reading an article about her. I thought this would be boring. I had heard about her before. I had not really felt anything for her. Little did I know that she would be the person who would change and inspire me. When I read the part where it explained that Sybil Ludington was only
16, I sat there, shocked. I
Next to them is an American flag. I am suddenly reminded of a girl from the Revolutionary War. This courageous 16 year old rode 40 miles in the middle of the night to warn 400 militiamen that the British were going to attack. The first time I started admiring her was when I was in fifth grade.
We were learning about the Revolutionary War. Our class was reading an article about her. I thought this would be boring. I had heard about her before. I had not really felt anything for her. Little did I know that she would be the person who would change and inspire me. When I read the part where it explained that Sybil Ludington was only
16, I sat there, shocked. I