Winter of Peril : the Newfoundland Diary of Sophie Loveridge / Jan Andrews.
Par : Andrews, Jan.
Collection : Dear Canada. Éditeur : Markham, ON : Scholastic Canada, 2005Description :218 p. : ill., maps ; 20 cm.ISBN : 9780779114092 (hbk).Sujet(s) : Frontier and pioneer life -- Newfoundland and Labrador -- Fiction | Diaries -- Fiction | Newfoundland and Labrador -- FictionRessources en ligne : Publisher's Website. | Check the Ottawa Public Library (OPL). Résumé : "An account of Sophie's first year as a settler in early 18th century Newfoundland. "Friday, April 28, 1721. We have LAND! Land to our left (which Captain Jones has told me over I must call "to port"). What does it matter what I call it? I can see it. We are in a channel that is open. Ice is to our right still but LAND IS TO OUR LEFT. Sunday, April 30, 1721. We are in a cove. Captain Jones has declared it "more than suitable." The men are fitting out several of the fishing boats so that they may row unto the land. I do not want to go. There are too many trees and it is dark beneath them. All of a sudden I am like Mama. Mama says she would not "willingly set foot within this dreadful place, for all the riches in the world." Reverend Jacob's service today was one of thanksgiving. I did not know how to be thankful. I am too afraid." (Book Cover)| Type de document | Site actuel | Collection | Cote | Numéro de copie | Statut | Date d'échéance | Code à barres |
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"An account of Sophie's first year as a settler in early 18th century Newfoundland. "Friday, April 28, 1721. We have LAND! Land to our left (which Captain Jones has told me over I must call "to port"). What does it matter what I call it? I can see it. We are in a channel that is open. Ice is to our right still but LAND IS TO OUR LEFT. Sunday, April 30, 1721. We are in a cove. Captain Jones has declared it "more than suitable." The men are fitting out several of the fishing boats so that they may row unto the land. I do not want to go. There are too many trees and it is dark beneath them. All of a sudden I am like Mama. Mama says she would not "willingly set foot within this dreadful place, for all the riches in the world." Reverend Jacob's service today was one of thanksgiving. I did not know how to be thankful. I am too afraid." (Book Cover)
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