Double Time: On The Oregon Trail - Couverture souple

Goode, Dixie Dawn Miller

Couverture souple

ISBN 10 : 1478160926 ISBN 13 : 9781478160922

Editeur : CreateSpace Independent Publishing Platform, 2012

Synopsis

The past and present meet on the Oregon Trail when two girls travel the same trail with the same lap desk 152 years apart. Kenyon is traveling in 2002 from Pittsburgh to Salem, OR. Her mother is pregnant and staying behind to close escrow on the house and then flying west to join the family. Kenyon; her 5 year old sister, Melissa and her father are in a Dodge Caravan, with a trailer hitch. Her Grandfather has given her a plain, black polished ebony wooden lap desk lined with a scented wood that still smells faintly of cedar. The box is filled with thick, creamy paper, envelopes, a calling card, a hand mirror, pens and pencils and a small Swiss army knife, postage and an electronic address book. Her Grandfather is not moving with them but plans have been made for him to fly out in December for a visit. Kenyon strongly resents being expected to entertain Melissa at the motels in the evenings. Her father has decided to take the long way and show his girls some of the wonders of this country and Melissa is excited but Kenyon is determined to not have any fun. Traveling in 1850, Della, age 15, has already traveled from Northern Illinois to St. Louis, then a week by steamboat on the Missouri river. She stopped in Independence, MO to prepare for the journey and meet with the wagon train. She left behind her 60 year old grandmother who feels too old to attempt the trip, but who gave her a gift of a wooden lap desk. The desk is filled with paper, a small mirror, wooden handled pens with steel nibs, a metal letter opener, hair pins and a small sewing kit. Her younger brother, Orville, her father, and her pregnant mother are traveling with her. She has been asked to teach the younger children around the campfire in the evenings. What happens when they open the desk to see the other girls journal?

A propos du livre

À propos de l'auteur

Before I ever dreamed of being a writer, I was a storyteller. The games I used to play with my brothers were not games of football or frisbee, but games of imagination. We would, in reality, be riding our bikes in circles around the city park - but the whole time we would be following my imagination as the bikes became wild mustangs with names like "Singing Moon." We would wrestle a sled to the top of the monkey bars and sit balanced there while I told of our adventures in outer space aboard our spacecraft. My brothers even followed my cues when I ordered, "Now you say . . ." Then I lost my confidence in my stories. The kids at school did not understand how I played, and I became a bearer of "Dixie Fleas" who had to have invisible disinfectant sprayed on any desk I had occupied before another child would sit there. At school at least. I lost my voice. Jr. High and our school blended with 2 others to create classes where not everyone knew I was outcast. Some people actually asked to see what I was writing all the time behind the curtain of my long red hair. Amazingly, the comments were positive and they asked for more. But I was still timid and mostly believed that my stories were not as good as the books I loved. So as I grew, I had to write but the only writing I shared were letters I wrote by the mailtruck load to friends and family. That is when I started thinking of the stories we all love; all the same in one thing, they had the kind of friends where you felt safer, and more included than you had ever felt at home, friends you had always wanted, who made you look around with a lump in your throat, wishing you could stop time. They were a group of imperfect, overwhelmed and harassed people who became winners because they didn't have to face the overwhelming odds, alone. Even in the face of dark wizards, popular girls, bad hair days or War, they had each other's back. When one of them had a weakness, another had a strength to balance it out. When one was a jerk, someone else saved the day, and forgave them eventually. It has those friends we all want. Now times are turning more difficult again. The world needs a source of encouragement so that we can find a way to be that kind of support when we are needed. As times are dark, people look for a reason to laugh, love and hope again. I hope my stories give us that. I can be found on blogspot at both "Echo's Voice", and "Duffy Barkley's 'Mom'"

Détails de l'édition

• Éditeur: CreateSpace Independent Publishing Platform
• Date d'édition: 2012
• Langue: anglais
• ISBN 10: 1478160926
• ISBN 13: 9781478160922
• Reliure: Broché
• Nombre de pages: 280
• Coordonnées du fabricant: Printed by Amazon on behalf of the author; https://www.amazon.fr/hz/contact-us; ; c/o Amazon Media EU S.à.r.l., 38 Avenue John F. Kennedy; Luxembourg; L-1855; Luxembourg