Winners named in DAR essay contest

Published: Thursday, March 6, 2014 at 10:11 AM.

Port St. Joe Elementary School

On April 19, 1975 in Lexington, Massachusetts is when our lives changed. It was the American Revolutionary War and my mom Betsy Ross, born January 1, 1752 in Philadelphia, did something great for our country. My dad John Ross and my three brothers Blayze Ross, Jett Ross and Breeze Ross were soldiers in the Lexington war. This is how it happened.

My dad and brothers, who were already a part of the local militia, volunteered to fight for our country. My dad and brothers came home from a meeting with George Washington and we ate dinner. After dinner, my mom said she wanted me to help her make something during the war, I wondered what it was.

One week and six days later the war began. I was so worried about my dad and brothers in the war. My mom told me it was time to start the “surprise”. She asked me to go get the red, white, and blue thread and so I did. I wandered why red, white, and blue and so I asked her what we were with those colors. She said, “We are going to make an American flag.” We worked on it all day and then mom went to lie down and rest. While she was resting, George Washington came to the door. I answered the door and he said that my dad and two of my brothers, Blayze and Jett, had been shot and passed away. Tears were streaming down my face, I was so sad and didn’t know how I was going to tell my mom. I went to bed and tried to sleep but all I could think about was losing my dad and my brothers. It was the longest night of my life.

That morning, mom and I sat down to freedom tea. After we drank our tea, I gave her the bad news, she started crying and I did too. I tried to be strong and brave, I told her that we would be okay, but I was really sad and scared. We started working on the flag to try to get things off our minds. We were half way done with the flag and it was time for dinner. So hard to believe that Breeze was the only family member we had left. Our lives would never be the same again.

It is time for bed again, I can hear cannons and guns going off, and it makes me even more afraid and sad. How many more people were going to die?

The next morning, my mom said that she had some good news. When we finish the flag, our country will display it for all Americans to see. I was so proud of my mom’s hard work. Then my mom said the war was almost over, we were beating the British and that my brother Breeze would soon be home. I was so happy to hear that the war was ending soon. To celebrate we had homemade bread and coffee, and then it was time for bed.

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